Chapter 12 Am I really a genius?
After feeling the doubtful glances around him, Xiao Yuan did not explain, nor did he pay attention to Xiao Mei who was beside him. He took the scroll and walked straight towards the administrator of the Dou Ji Hall at the door.
“Hey! Cousin Xiao Yuan!”
Xiao Mei quickly followed after seeing this.
Although Xiao Yuan is regarded as a waste in the eyes of most of the younger generation in the clan, Xiao Mei knows that although Xiao Yuan cannot practice, he is by no means a waste.
A fifteen-year-old boy can run an intermediate market to a high-level market. With such talent, even if he cannot succeed the clan leader, he will definitely have a place among the elders.
However, Xiao Mei only understood this truth in the past two years, so she has become much more enthusiastic about Xiao Yuan in the past two years.
"Is something wrong? I'm very busy."
Hearing this, Xiao Yuan frowned and turned around, looking at Xiao Mei and said lightly.
"Well, I've seen that fighting skill in your hand. It's very difficult to practice. It requires at least eight levels of fighting spirit, and no one in the clan has been able to master it."
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Xiao Mei felt a little uncomfortable under Xiao Yuan's gaze, lowered her head slightly and whispered.
"Thank you, but borrowing fighting skills is my own business. I am also clear about the family rules. I can borrow any volume of fighting skills in this fighting skills hall. As for whether I can practice it If you know how to do it, that’s my business. Others need eight steps before they can try to practice. It doesn’t mean that I can’t practice it.” The scroll in his hand was handed to the administrator for registration.
Of course the administrator will not embarrass Xiao Yuan. After all, from the perspective of the family's right to speak, Xiao Yuan's status is much higher than him. Moreover, Xiao Yuan has made it very clear, so naturally he does not You must find yourself unhappy.
So immediately after registering the fighting skills that Xiao Yuan had taken, the scroll was handed back to Xiao Yuan with a respectful look on his face.
"Well, thank you."
Xiao Yuan took the scroll, nodded, and walked straight out of the door, along the gravel path, ready to go back to the room to study this subject which is said to be very difficult to learn. "Wind Eagle Legs".
Xiao Mei, who was speechless by Xiao Yuan's words, froze on the spot. After a while, she realized that she had forgotten to ask Xiao Yuan if she could practice fighting spirit!
However, judging from the appearance of cousin Xiao Yuan, he must have developed fighting spirit, right?
It’s just that I was a little too hasty. The fighting skills that can only be learned by the eighth level of fighting spirit are not something that people who have just practiced fighting spirit can get involved in!
"Has Xiao Yuan cultivated his fighting spirit?"
"I've never heard of it!"
"Hey, who cares, it's not a waste to choose a fighting skill that you can't practice at all. Time, so ambitious!"
In the Douji Hall, as Xiao Yuan left, everyone couldn't help but whisper.
On the other side, Xiao Yuan has returned to the house, sitting on the wooden rattan chair near the window, pulling the scroll open with both hands, and studying it carefully.
Wind Eagle Kick: Advanced yellow-level kicking skill, medium and short-range kick fighting skills. The attack power is extremely tyrannical. When practiced to perfection, it can perform self-sacrifice kicks in the air. It can explode with the whole body's strength at one point, and its power is comparable to the black-level fighting skills.
Tsk, this sounds quite graphic.
Xiao Yuan recalled some scenes that had been engraved into his DNA in his mind, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
“However, this fighting skill is indeed not easy to master. Not only do you need to practice leg skills, but you also have to use specific meridians to circulate fighting energy at the same time. The level is only high-level Huang level. The cost of practice is high, but the benefits are relatively small. That’s it, the physical requirements are so high.”
Xiao Yuan put down the scroll and thought to himself.
Although I don't have a senior like Yao Lao to guide me in my cultivation, I do have some ideas on how to improve my physical fitness.
It’s nothing more than eating and practicing.
It would be better if there is a medicinal bath. But that's all for later. For now, I still need to write down the meridians that circulate the Dou Qi. After all, I'll have to return this Dou Technique after borrowing it for a week.
After all, the family's fighting skills are limited, and it is impossible for one person to borrow them for a long time. Besides, yellow-level fighting skills are generally not that difficult to practice.
After carefully writing down the route of Dou Qi's circulation described on the scroll, Xiao Yuan returned to the bed, sat cross-legged, calmed down, and began to try to circulate Dou Qi into the meridians of his legs.
Half an hour later, Xiao Yuan, who had successfully completed the Dou Qi movement on all routes, opened his eyes and frowned.
Isn’t this difficult?
Isn’t this straightforward? What’s so difficult to practice?
Not sure, check again.
Xiao Yuan picked up the scroll on the table and read it three times to make sure that he had not practiced wrongly.
Then. Try the leg combination again.
So, Xiao Yuan adjusted his posture in the room according to the leg techniques recorded on the scroll and memorized the routines.
Another hour later, Xiao Yuan put down the scroll with a thoughtful look on his face.
He has already memorized the moves, and even made a preliminary attempt to circulate his fighting spirit while launching the moves.
Surprisingly smooth.
Are you really a genius?
No, you have to find a place to try.
Xiao Yuan put away the scroll, walked out of the door, and walked skillfully towards the back mountain.
Soon, Xiao Yuan came to a hidden jungle in the back mountain.
Very few people come here, and coupled with Xiao Yuan's strong soul perception, it is an ideal training ground.
After carefully scanning the surrounding area, Xiao Yuan moved his gaze to a tree trunk as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
Immediately afterwards, he summoned up his fighting spirit, pushed his left foot on the ground and spun at the same time, turned his hips, twisted his waist, and threw his right leg out like a whip.
"Crack!"
After a crisp sound, the tree trunk was directly kicked off, and the upper part was thrown directly out and fell to the ground.
"Hoo, ho!"
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yuan gasped violently, but there was excitement in his eyes.
These wind eagle legs are a bit strong!
This move just now directly emptied all the fighting energy in his Platinum Qi Palace, and the meridians in his body also felt a faint tingling.
In the previous simple exercises in the house, the amount of Dou Qi that was circulated was still a little controllable. But this time, the experiment was carried out in a serious manner using the amount of Dou Qi released described in the scroll. , although the effect was gratifying, it also frightened Xiao Yuan.
Looking at it now, if I have three levels of fighting spirit, let alone my kicking skills, I can kick out as many as I want. If others don't die, I will die first.
It seems that I still underestimated the physical requirements of this fighting skill!
If it weren’t for the fact that when he opened the Five Yuan Qi Mansion before and used that wonderful formation to absorb the magic core energy, which strengthened his physical body, I’m afraid he would have suffered some serious injuries now.
However, after such an attempt, Xiao Yuan clearly understood how much he weighed at the moment. Xiao Yuan also had some preliminary thoughts on how to carry out special training on his physical fitness. .
(End of this chapter)