Chapter 4 Initial Test

　　Returning to the small courtyard, Ye Chuan was stimulated by Xu Jing's domineering fist technique and immediately moved to cultivate the Vajra Fist. 　　Only after punching a few times, it always felt wrong. 　　"If I guessed correctly, Xu Jing cultivates the top human level martial arts 'Voodoo God Fist', powerful and peerless, while I cultivate the Vajra Fist although not as good as the Voodoo God Fist, it is the same path of the fierce boxing, a lineage, just see her fight is called the real fierce, I'm less of that flavor, what is going on? Exactly what is going on." 　　Standing in the center of the courtyard, Ye Chuan furrowed his brows in thought, his mind constantly recalling the scene of Xu Jing practicing boxing, over and over again. 　　That's right, Xu Jing's drinking voice can be carried out a mile away, full of energy, that's because of the strong physical body, my comprehension is strong, but this aspect of the physical body is still very weak, in the end, I can't learn the fierce boxing style. 　　Thinking of the key to the problem, Ye Chuan let out a breath, not afraid of not learning, for fear of not being able to find the root cause. 　　Now Ye Chuan first thing to do is to tie the horse stance, only horse stance to stand firm, can play a mighty boxing, otherwise and people a pair of touch, the lower plate is not stable, that is a big joke. 　　Horse stance feet apart slightly wider than the shoulder, take a half-squat posture, because the posture is like riding a horse, and as solid as a stake, hence the name. Horse stance squatting well, can strengthen the kidneys and waist, strong tendons and tonic gas, regulating the essence of the spirit, and the lower plate is solid, good balance, not easy to be knocked down, but also improve the body's ability to react. Horse stance is one of the basic skills before practicing martial arts, the so-called "practice boxing without practicing, to the old one empty", meaning that the empty learning those boxing sets on the moves, without the actual whole body muscle gravity and endurance training, and ultimately will be reduced to flowery fist fist. 　　Thighs and calves at an angle of ninety degrees, Ye Chuan eyes ahead, with the breath rise and fall, quickly and regularly playing the horse stance punch. 　　Huo huo huo huo ...... 　　The punches were like cannonballs, the sound of whistling strong wind was continuous, and in a moment's time, it exceeded three hundred blows. 　　After about a quarter of an hour, Ye Chuan intentionally guarded his belly for a quarter of an hour according to the memory in his mind. 　　Then at night, he would do it again, but the speed of the punches should be slowly raised up, striving for a breakthrough every time, without interruption. 　　Half a month later, Ye Chuan no longer practiced Horse Step Punching Fist, and only practiced the Four Flat Style Horse Step Pile Work, standing there quietly for half an hour. 　　To find no difficulty, Ye Chuan hands clenched fist elbow to do double peaks through the ear style, that is, the center of the fist forward, the eyes of the fist to the ear, try to wrench backward, at the same time, stand four flat horse stance, collapse the waist and straighten the chest, such as the end of an hour, the intention of guarding the abdomen for a quarter of an hour. 　　When the end of a whole month, Ye Chuan's physical body undergoes a great change, almost a thousand pounds of force, walking like a fly, internal qi can stick to the back of the wandering, energetic, the most obvious is the increase in the amount of food, each meal can eat three big bowls of rice, a roast chicken, sleeping extremely fragrant, to the late stage, internal qi bulging abundant, can be randomly, as if there is an inexhaustible force. 　　These are not the key, now Ye Chuan can really do 'heart and hand, heart and hand', and fight with others can always maintain the peak state. 　　On this day, Ye Chuan frowned after squatting the horse stance, "The physical quality has improved, but the physical strength is still not good enough, Senior Sister Xu Jing's strength is at least a few times more than mine, and she is even more invulnerable and powerful when she executes the Voodoo Divine Fist." 　　Looking around in the courtyard, Ye Chuan's eyes lit up and stared at a hundred pound boulder in the corner. 　　Lifting weights can undoubtedly increase one's arm strength, but it's easy to break the muscles, which is unwise, but running while holding up a stone is different, with the change of center of gravity and the transfer of pressure, it can easily exercise every bone and muscle in the whole body, and it also has an obvious honing of endurance. 　　Thinking about it, Ye Chuan ran to the corner, his arms powered up and easily lifted the big stone, turned around and ran out towards the outside of the courtyard. 　　Qingfeng Mountain had more than ten side peaks, covering an area of dozens of miles, except for the location above the halfway point of the mountainside which was filled with rolling buildings, the rest of the place was deserted and uninhabited, and of course, there was a large number of Liuyun Sect's mountain guarding disciples guarding the foot of the mountain, and no outsiders were allowed to enter. 　　On the mountain road, a silhouette held up a stone and walked as if he were flying, those who were attentive could notice that there was no internal qi fluctuation in his body, that is to say, he didn't use his internal qi to assist at all, and completely relied on his body strength in training. 　　"Look, isn't that Ye Chen?" 　　"Yes! What's this kid mad about, not practicing martial arts properly." 　　Liu Yun Sect had three thousand outer disciples and five hundred inner disciples, most of them would not feel at ease to stay in their own courtyard, preferring to be like Ye Chuan and run to remote places to cultivate solo martial arts, there were also some who would look for like-minded partners to practice together, and could usually spar with each other. 　　Ye Chuan did not look askance, did not take the chatter of these people to heart. 　　However, there were some troubles that could not be avoided. 　　A silhouette swept out horizontally and intercepted in front of Ye Dust, a sturdy teenager of fourteen or fifteen years old. 　　Ye Chuan stopped in his tracks, "Wang Gang, what is the instruction." 　　The lanky teenager was named Wang Gang, the same as Ye Chuan was an outer disciple, only that his cultivation was much higher than him, having reached the early seventh level of the Qi Practicing Realm, specializing in horizontal kung fu, with great strength, the two of them had had a conflict before, to be specific, it was Ye Chuan that was taught a lesson by him, and lay in bed for half a month. 　　Wang Gang skimmed his lips and smiled, "You can't die practicing like this, like last time, I used 30% of my strength to beat you into a dead dog." 　　Ye Chuan coldly smiled, it was fine if the other party did not come to the door, now that he took the initiative to send up, he naturally would not let go, half a year ago, when he unintentionally topped the other party, he was punched and broke two ribs, fortunately the Ye family was not short of money, there were many healing elixirs, which allowed him to recover in half a month. 　　"Is that so? Then what do you think should be practiced?" Ye Chuan dropped the boulder. 　　"Words without practice, let me teach you!" Wang Gang's figure rushed violently, a few strides appeared in front of Ye Chuan, his palm, which was much larger than ordinary people, slashed down vertically as if it was an iron plate, and the sound of breaking wind was thick and incomparable. 　　Looking at the other party's palm full of force, Ye Chuan did not avoid or dodge, his left hand was raised, in a Vajra Tota style topped it, surprisingly, he chose to use hard contact. 　　Bang! 　　As if the sound of wood and stone colliding rang out, Ye Chuan did not move at all, but Wang Gang's lower plate was rushed a little unsteady, and the empty door was wide open. 　　"How is it possible, his internal qi is clearly inferior to mine, how could he block my Open Tablet Palm, what a living hell." 　　Wang Gang immediately sensed that something was wrong, not caring about revealing a flaw in himself, his right hand turned his fist into a palm and slashed out horizontally. 　　Nay, Ye Chuan had foresight, and before his opponent launched his second attack, his right fist had already blasted onto Wang Gang's chest with a domineering aura. 　　"Fifth Style of Vajra Fist: Vajra Pounding Pestle!" 　　With a kaboom sound, Wang Gang spat out blood from his mouth and flew out backwards with his feet off the ground, rolling fiercely on the ground a few times before stopping his momentum, his whole person withering away. 　　Now everyone was shocked, Wang Gang, who was always known for his might, even lost to Ye Chuan in a head-to-head fight, and was so miserable, simply like a dead dog. 　　Only Ye Chuan knows what is going on, Wang Gang's strength and internal qi are higher than him, but in real combat, the other party's weakness of martial arts is not refined all of a sudden exposed, for example, just now that a vertical chop, the power is strong, just Ye Chuan does not fight with the other party, but choose to press down, first consume some of the other party's force, and then try to rebound, making the other party unstable under the plate, as for the hard contact is the illusion that the speed is too fast, can not be true.