On this day, due to the arrival of Mu Yang, the entire martial arts hall was filled with a different atmosphere than usual. The students worked harder, humming and haha, practicing enthusiastically. The instructors in the hall were also extra serious today, teaching each person with a very serious attitude. Students, everyone is holding back a lot of energy and has an indescribable motivation in their hearts.
On the east side of the Budokan, students work in small groups to practice basic moves under the guidance of their instructors. This is the entry-level foundation for the Tenshin-ryu Budokan, and they have to practice it several times a day. But this very ordinary practice gave them a powerful momentum.
In a small corner, April was also taught by her senior sister Nice. She put on her martial arts uniform and tied her slim waist, and practiced her fists and kicks seriously. Every punch and kick was very orderly, and she practiced very seriously. The little blue dragon Then he lay down next to him and took a nap.
As for the west side of the martial arts hall, the older students are practicing one-on-one confrontation, which is already a fight.
"Ah!" Two older students struggled with each other. They used Tenshin-ryu's moves to attack and defend. They understood the ways of attack and defense, which was very interesting to watch. It can be seen that the basic skills of both students are very solid.
At this time, Mu Yang suddenly shouted stop.
The two students looked at Mu Yang with confused expressions.
"Stop. Have you two learned other martial arts before?"
The two students nodded: "Yes, we both learned from a fighting master before, but we have been trying to figure it out on our own since then."
After hearing this, Mu Yang thought thoughtfully: "No wonder it's like this."
Fighting is about being fierce and ferocious, putting people to death, giving the audience a pleasant viewing experience while stimulating hormone secretion and producing explosive emotions. However, compared with martial arts practice, it lacks inner breath control and lacks overall coordination, which makes it appear that Apply mechanically.
"I looked at your actions just now. Every time you punch, there is a sense of frustration. The punches are hard and sharp, but they lack coordination, so there is insufficient follow-up... You try again."
Mu Yang walked up to the two students and pointed at their muscles with his fingers when they punched.
"Here, here, lower your arms a little, raise your legs, that's right."
"Look at you... when punching, you need to use all your strength in one go. This is 'momentum', but don't use all your strength. You should reserve some strength to prepare for emergencies... "
When the students were training, Mu Yang constantly corrected their mistakes. With Mu Yang's current eyesight and knowledge, his guidance was always to the point. A few light words fell in the ears of the students, but they were as deafening as thunder. It will be of infinite use to them.
"Senior Brother Muyang, I have some questions."
A junior fellow apprentice named Asuo walked up and said eagerly.
Even though Asuo is young, only fourteen years old, and he is also short in stature, he is a temporary teacher in the gym like Nisi, and his talent is quite good.
Mu Yang looked at this junior brother and stretched out his hand to him.
"Come and attack me."
Only through real fighting can we better identify problems and make up for them.
Junior Brother Asuo nodded and looked at Mu Yang seriously. At this moment, this junior brother has entered a fighting state.
"It's quite decent." Mu Yang chuckled. At his current level, many things can be roughly understood at a glance, especially lower-level martial arts. Mu Yang can detect it from the opponent's starting stance. to the problem.
"Senior brother, I'm here."
Mu Yang nodded: "Let's get started."
"yes!"
Here, Asuo gave a loud shout and stepped forward to attack Muyang. It can be seen that Asuo's movements were quite sharp. The sound of Asuo's footsteps was crisp and clear without any noise. To achieve this step, at least Years of hard training.
Mu Yang nodded secretly, and his body started to move.
Asuo's attacks are very decisive. It can be said that his moves are clean and not sloppy at all. However, his opponent is Mu Yang. Every time he punches, it seems to hit a sponge for some reason. There is a feeling that the moves are in vain. After going back and forth, Asuo not only failed to attack Mu Yang, but also consumed most of his physical strength.
"Don't use all your strength. There are too many unnecessary movements. Although your physique is important, don't use it too much."
Mu Yang's soft voice came to his ears, and a flash of inspiration flashed in Asuo's mind. He seemed to have realized something, and his movements became longer.
"Continue to maintain this state and breathe more slowly..."
Ten minutes later, Mu Yang saw that Asuo had met the training requirements, so he asked him to stop.
"That's enough, we'll stop here this time. When we go back, we'll understand it and adjust our condition."
"Thank you, senior brother." Asuo said respectfully. What he said just now made him feel deeply.
Mu Yang waved his hand, "My brother, you're welcome."
Then Asuo walked out of the martial arts field and came to a corner to comprehend it carefully.
Seeing how much his fellow disciples had gained, the remaining classmates couldn't hold it any longer. Ia, who had spoken to April before, came over and said to Mu Yang solemnly: "Brother Mu Yang, I want to have a real battle with you."
Mu Yang looked at it with a half-smile but not a smile: "You are sure, the ending may be very shocking to you."
Ia said seriously: "Teacher Clarissa always said that I take winning and losing too seriously, but I think that only by experiencing failure personally can we truly know the gap. Senior brother, please don't be merciful and let me see each other's differences." gap so that I can catch up bravely.”
Mu Yang suppressed his smile, looked at Ia and said, "It's good that you have such an awareness. Then I'll let you see how far you are from a real master."
After saying that, the smile on Mu Yang's face disappeared, and his whole body exuded an inexplicable aura. The aura was like a rolling torrent, overwhelming and overwhelming. Everyone present turned pale, and their bodies looked like A thousand kilograms of weight was pressed down on me.
"Senior Brother Muyang's momentum is so strong..."
"It's almost comparable to Mr. Esaf."
"I feel even scarier than Teacher Esaf!"
"So strong, I wonder how many moves Senior Brother Iya can endure?"
The students whispered, and Muyang's junior brothers and sisters all stared at him seriously with their eyes wide open. April was the only one who realized it later, blinking her eyes, not feeling anything yet.
"Start!" Ia stepped on his feet, dwarfing slightly, and attacked Muyang menacingly like a running porcupine.
Little did he know that his movements had long been seen through by Mu Yang, and with a sway of his body, all of Eya's attacks failed.
"Hey, what is that?" Someone pointed at the shadow in the martial arts field and shouted.
The others looked around after hearing this, and were all stunned for the next second. They saw several blurry afterimages appearing at the place where Eya had attacked before. There were as many as five in a row, and they could vaguely distinguish... that It is the image of Mu Yang.
"There are so many senior brothers Muyang, every one of them seems real."
"This is called the Afterimage Fist. It is an image left in place through special techniques after the body moves at high speed. Although these afterimages have no attack power, they are perfect for confusing the enemy." Mu Yang stood aside and explained. The body suddenly accelerated, and a dozen similar afterimages suddenly appeared in the entire small dojo.
Compared with the previous afterimages, what appears now is closer to reality. In fashionable terms, these afterimages have higher pixels and should be 1080P.
(End of chapter)