The inner family true qi? Chen Lianchang was so old and had never heard of anyone, so he asked, "What is the inner family true qi?"

Chen Changqing's memory does not have any knowledge about martial arts, and he was lazy and did not like to spend his energy to practice since he was a child. He had never even practiced his own ancestral martial arts. Therefore, Chen Hao had no idea about the martial arts value in this world.

Chen Hao originally thought that this world had internal strength, so he wanted Chen Lian to teach him internal strength.

But seeing Chen Lian look ignorant, Chen Hao felt a chill in his heart. Chen Lian was considered a master in the Xiuchun Sword World. He had never heard of the true qi of internal strength. In this world, there was no real qi!

"The internal true qi is an energy body. A warrior absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through the practice of internal strength and mind, and absorbs the spiritual energy into his body to provide for himself. It is said that once a warrior cultivates the true qi, the body will undergo earth-shaking changes. Some people who cultivate true qi to the extreme can turn the world and fight against thousands of people..." He could only explain based on the novels he had read in his previous life and his imagination and Shenlian.

"Stop, stop talking!" Chen Lian interrupted Chen Hao's words, and looked at Chen Hao as if he looked at another mentally retarded.

"Come on the rivers and seas? One fights against ten thousand?" Chen Lian patted Chen Hao's shoulder and said earnestly: "You can't read more about the words "The Legend of the Journey to the West, you can't be fooled..."

After Chen Lian said that, he went back to the house. When he turned around, he still muttered in a low voice, saying that it was the girl from the Liu family in the ward office who was stunned by reading the script and abandoned her parents and elopement with others!

Seeing Chen Lian attribute the inner true energy to mythological novels, Chen Hao was disappointed. This world really had no internal strength or true energy.

However, he did not lose confidence. He understood that the first world he traveled through was just a lower world, and the next world might have the existence of internal energy.

Chen Hao is still very confident in practicing. After all, he has a knight system and as long as he has enough knight points, he can upgrade infinitely.

Chen Lian only stayed in the house for a while, then walked out, with a sack on his shoulder.

"clang!"

When he walked to Chen Hao, Chen Lian threw the sack on his shoulder to the ground and hit the iron basin on the ground. When the two collided, the sound of metal colliding was heard.

"Are these iron shoes?" I saw a pair of iron shoes slipping out of the sack. This was the first time Chen Hao saw shoes made of metal with his own eyes!

"Not bad!" Chen Lian nodded and admitted, pointing to the iron shoes on the ground and said, "The two iron shoes weigh 30 kilograms each, which is a special tool for practicing "eight steps to catch cicadas!"

"Generally speaking, you start practicing qigong from a young age, and the same is true for practicing eight steps to catch cicadas. There are still a few pairs of children at home, and the iron shoes used by teenagers are lighter than the ones in front of you. However, you are now in the old age and in the weak, and you will definitely not be able to wear small shoes, so you can only start with thirty pounds of shoes!"

Thirty kilograms? Chen Hao was a little surprised and thought to himself that the ancients were really good at abuse!

In his previous life, Chen Hao had seen performing in iron shoes on TV and applied for the Guinness Record, but they walked slowly like a snail climbing. He felt that the requirement of Shenling was definitely much higher than that of the so-called Guinness Record holders.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, come and put it on." Chen Lian said gloatingly. If the subordinates of Mingshifangwei Institute were to see it, they would definitely be surprised. Is this their cold and serious lord?

Chen Hao didn't care how tired he was. He thought that he had massaged the retired chef in the orphanage for half a year to learn military boxing. A pair of iron shoes could not defeat him!

So heavy!

This was the first feeling when Chen Hao put on his iron shoes. His feet seemed to be covered with heavy shackles, and it was even more difficult to move around. Every time he raised his foot, he had to put in a lot of physical strength. After a while, Chen Hao was sweating profusely.

However, Chen Hao did not stop. Even though sweat soaked his shirt, he still moved forward step by step with difficulty.

"When you can wear these iron shoes as if you are walking on the flat ground, you can practice the eight-step cicada." Chen Lian looked at Chen Hao with a smile on his face, feeling very satisfied.

Chen Hao didn't hear what Chen Lian was saying clearly. He was practicing stepping on iron shoes with all his concentration, and a violent gasp came from his mouth.

"stop!"

After a stick of incense, Chen Lian stopped Chen Hao.

Seeing Chen Lian stop crying, Chen Hao sat on the ground and quickly rubbed his sore feet, and his feet became red and swollen.

Chen Lian seemed to have not seen Chen Hao's swollen feet. He said, "From today on, I will practice the eight-step cicada-chasing technique of driving a stick of incense every day and the Shen family's sword technique for half an hour."

As he said that, Chen Lian took a knife from the stool next to him. With a bang, a white light flashed by. The knife was unsheathed, and Chen Hao did not give him any rest time.

"There are nine styles in the Shen family's sword techniques, and each style is summarized by our ancestors. Please watch it carefully and remember that you must not pass it on to outsiders."

While practicing the moves for Chen Hao, Chen Lian told him: "The first move is to slash Huashan!"

"Bang!"

Chen Lian held the knife in both hands and slashed heavily at a wooden stake beside him. The sword force was heavy, and the wooden stake that was more than half a meter high was instantly slashed in half by a knife.

"The second style swept across the thousands of troops!"

"The third type of draining knife cuts off the water..."

Chen Lian demonstrated the sword technique in detail and explained the key points tirelessly, while Chen Hao watched them seriously.

The nine-style sword techniques demonstrated by Chen Lian look very simple, chopping, pricking, lifting, blocking, backhand, and knife handle... Each of these nine-style movements is a simple basic movement, but each movement is also complete, the whole body and limbs are mobilized, the lower plate stabilizes the body, swings the upper limbs to exert force, and there is no place for the waist, back, hands and feet to stiffen.

These nine styles seem to be disassembling the battle movements with swords. Whether it is the martial arts routines of previous lives or the acrobatic performances, it seems that these nine movements can be combined, or even the fancy routines are composed of these nine styles.

After several generations of inheritance, Shen Lian's great-grandfather finally completely set the sword technique. He simplified the moves from traditional to nine-style sword technique, which was much stronger than before in terms of power and practical performance.

Chen Hao looked at Chen Lian's demonstration with all concentration, his heart was also full of enthusiasm, and he couldn't help but say that this is the real martial arts!

......

Time flies, and time always passes quietly inadvertently.

One evening, Chen Hao lay on his back on the stone bench of the Hundred Houses in Mingshifang, enjoying the cool breeze after the rain.

Chen Hao has been in this world for more than ten days. During these ten days, Chen Hao has been following Chen Lian to learn martial arts in the morning, and at noon, he went to Baihu to do the job.

More than ten days of hard practice have made Chen Hao improve a lot. He even exaggerated his martial arts talent more than once, but Chen Hao is not satisfied because he has a bigger goal.

A few days ago, Chen Hao killed someone who was chasing the murderer. The man was a flower-picking thief, and there were more than a dozen girls who were destroyed by him!

In fact, Chen Hao did not fail, but deliberately killed someone because he wanted to get the "King Point" too much!

As a result, after the man was killed, no knight point was awarded to Chen Hao in the system, because the man's sin was worth it, but his martial arts were too bad but his martial arts were not up to standard! To get the knight point, both sin and martial arts must be up to standard. It is useless to kill ten thousand evil people who do not know how to do martial arts.

Chen Hao almost vomited blood at that time. With his current strength, he was fine to kill an ordinary evil person. If he had martial arts, he would have to give him a head!

"Sir, something big happened!" At this time, Yin Cheng hurriedly walked into the hundred-household office and ran to the stone bench where Chen Hao was lying.

Chen Lian was also sitting on the stone bench and blew the cool breeze, glaring at Yin Cheng: "What's the matter? What's the matter!"

"A father-in-law from the East Factory was killed. We have a big case!" Yin Cheng looked up at him. Those who had no backers and no background like them may not be able to receive a big case in a year or two. They are happier than the New Year when they receive big cases!
Chapter completed!