Palace of the Gods.
Chu Xiao stood quietly on the white stone platform, closed his eyes and calmed his mind, as if blending into the surrounding environment.
A breeze blew by, carrying with it a little dust and a faint smell of earth, rolling up the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound, which was particularly eye-catching.
But all this had no effect on Chu Xiao, as he was completely immersed in the perception and control of Qi.
Before, Chu Xiao learned Qi from the Cat Immortal, focusing on the perception of Qi. As for the control of Qi, he only mobilized his own Qi to attack when performing Dongdong Wave, Qigong Wave, and various moves.
Under Bobo's guidance, Chu Xiao began to refine his Qi control, so that he could not only control his Qi well when performing Qigong waves, but also use it not only for attacking but also to enhance his own defense.
Qi, after all, is a kind of energy that exists in every human body. Everyone can awaken their Qi through practice.
However, knowing how to control and sense your own energy requires extremely high skills.
Huh! Chu Xiao, who was in meditation, exhaled the foul air in his chest and slowly opened his eyes, with a gleam of light in his eyes.
Chu Xiao leaped up into the air and threw punches quickly, like a dragon emerging from the sea, fierce and domineering, with the wind from his fists whistling like thunder.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Listening carefully, one could hear the crisp sound of a bell coming from Chu Xiao's waist, and see a small golden bell hanging on his waist.
The ringing sounded in Chu Xiao's ears, and the movement of his hands paused.
Chu Xiao frowned, shook his head helplessly, and said to himself in disappointment, "I still can't control the bell so that it doesn't make a sound when I attack. It seems that I need to improve my control over my Qi."
After saying that, Chu Xiao sat cross-legged again and entered a state of meditation. He coordinated and controlled the Qi in his entire body, integrated and mobilized the originally scattered Qi, and wrapped it around the muscles of his entire body.
Practice meditation in silence and practice dynamic exercises to endure the pain.
By combining movement and stillness, Chu Xiao became more and more proficient in controlling his own energy.
Chu Xiao is not a gifted person, and Chu Xiao himself knows this very well, so Chu Xiao can only continue to work hard and make up for the lack of talent through his own efforts.
Fortunately, the cultivation of Qi does not require high talent, and the cultivation of Qi has the most direct rate of return.
The more you give, the more you will naturally gain.
So, a week later, Chu Xiao finally mastered how to perform various attack moves without the bell ringing.
On the white stone platform, Chu Xiao was still resting alone.
Chu Xiao's punches burst out like a storm, and his body changes like a shadow. But when you listen carefully, it's like a deaf person hearing nothing, and it's difficult to hear any sound, as if Chu Xiao's attacks squeezed all the sounds together.
The golden bell on his waist kept shaking as his body changed shape, but it didn't make any sound. Such a scene was simply unbelievable, but Chu Xiao did it.
This was all thanks to Chu Xiao's hard work day and night for a week, and Bobo's passing on all his cultivation experience to Chu Xiao.
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"Chu Xiao, you're making rapid progress." Bobo had been standing next to Chu Xiaosheng at some point, and spoke after seeing Chu Xiao finish a round of punches.
"I have made such rapid progress thanks to your guidance and that of the gods." Chu Xiao thanked him, wiping the sweat from his forehead and breathing heavily. "The air here is so thin that I couldn't adapt to it in a week."
Bobo smiled rarely, "The air here is indeed thin, but that's not the reason why you can't breathe fast."
Chu Xiao keenly grasped Bobo's words and asked, "Then what caused my problem?"
"You make too many unnecessary movements!"
Bobo stood there like a telephone pole. After he finished speaking, he said no more.
Chu Xiao pondered over Bobo's words again and again, and then thought about his own attack method.
When I first started practicing, I used top-notch martial arts such as the Tianshan Zhemei Hand and the Lingbo Weibu.
Every move and every style contains mysteries, so how can they become redundant actions
Chu Xiao looked at it and saw that Bobo said no more and relied entirely on his own understanding.
Chu Xiao pondered for a long time again, but still couldn't come up with an answer. He adjusted his state, did not pretend, and attacked Bobo directly.
Since I can't figure it out, I'll fight with Bobo for hundreds of rounds. Nothing can make people understand the essence of martial arts better than fighting!
Chu Xiao's attacks were unpredictable, his Lingbo Weibu was extremely exquisite, dazzling the onlookers and unpredictable. His Tianshan Zhemei Hand incorporated the strengths of hundreds of martial arts, his moves were gorgeous and graceful, but each one could hit the opponent's vital points.
On the other hand, Bobo has been standing there quietly since he finished speaking. No matter how exquisite and mysterious Chu Xiao's moves are, he looks as if he is not afraid of anything.
Chu Xiao moved at high speed and disappeared on the white stone platform with the speed bonus of Lingbo Weibu. It was difficult for ordinary people to capture the trajectory of Chu Xiao's movements, let alone see his attack method clearly.
Bobo also found it difficult to keep up with Chu Xiao's speed, and it was difficult for him to comprehend the essence of Chu Xiao's exquisite moves, but this did not affect Bobo's attack at all.
"Chu Xiao, you are so fast!"
"But what's the use of faster speed?"
Bobo smiled, then slowly raised his hand and punched hard in one direction.
Bang! Chu Xiao felt a huge force coming from his chest, and he flew backwards, twisting in the air, controlling his body to fall. Chu Xiao did not hesitate, disappeared again, and launched an attack on Bobo.
"It's useless. Although I can't keep up with your speed, I can sense you."
Bang! Bobo's seemingly random punch hit Chu Xiao again, throwing him out heavily.
Bang! This time Chu Xiao fell heavily to the ground, lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, gasping for breath.
"I told you that you make too many unnecessary movements!" Bobo didn't care whether Chu Xiao listened or not. "Your martial arts are indeed exquisite, but it has also become a burden for you. Your attacks are so complicated and not pure at all. In terms of physical consumption, you are already inferior to me. In addition, although you have learned breath control, you don't use it in battle. Even though I can't keep up with your speed, you are like a beacon in the dark night, allowing me to clearly sense your aura."
Chu Xiao slowly propped himself up, pondered over Bobo's words carefully, and then thought about the battle just now. He realized that he had indeed made the mistake that Bobo mentioned.
The Tianshan Zhemei Hand is indeed exquisite, and the Lingbo Weibu is indeed profound, but in the final analysis, they are just martial arts. In a real battle, is it necessary to perform each move and each style step by step
No, that's absolutely not necessary!
Chu Xiao had seen this truth countless times in movies and novels in his previous life.
As the saying goes, no move is better than a move.
In a real fight, victory or defeat, life or death, is just a matter of a split second. There is no time for you to fully display your moves.
"I see!"
Chu Xiao thanked Bobo and said nothing more, continuing to practice.
Understanding is one thing, but to truly apply it in actual combat requires not only talent but also unremitting efforts.
But Chu Xiao never gave up trying.