Strange World: My Systematic Practice Life

"You have been practicing martial arts for some time, and today I will tell you about the division of realms in martial arts."

"Listen well, don't say that you don't even know the basics of these martial arts in the future, it will make people laugh."

In the martial arts arena, Zhang Hu stood with his hands behind his back, and said loudly.

Everyone in the audience stood neatly in two rows, looking serious.

Obviously, they are very interested in Zhang Hu's next explanation.

Of course egrets are no exception.

Although he now has some strength to protect himself, his understanding of martial arts is still half-understood.

This is especially true for the division of martial arts realms.

"Martial arts, from low to high, are divided into four major realms: Body Tempering, Tongli, Pulse Condensation, and Tianyuan."

"In addition to the body quenching realm, each realm is divided into three small realms: the early stage, the middle stage, and the late stage."

"Teacher Zhang, why is there no sub-level division in the Body Tempering Realm?"

At this time, someone from the audience spoke up.

"Ok!"

Zhang Hu glanced at the questioning eyes of the crowd, smiled slightly and continued.

"Body quenching, body tempering, is nothing more than tormenting the body. Whether it is external or internal skills, if you want to practice everything, you need to have a certain foundation."

"In fact, the first level of body tempering can be said to be the foundation of martial arts practice. For example, you are now at the body tempering level."

"The Body Tempering Realm doesn't have small realms, because martial arts at this realm doesn't really improve your strength, and more depends on your physical foundation. In other words, whoever is stronger will be stronger."

Zhang Hu said all the money.

"But once you step into the realm of Tongli, your strength will be greatly improved, whether it is strength, speed or other aspects, it will be significantly improved compared to before the body was tempered."

"Only when you step into this realm can you really step into the martial arts."

Hearing what Zhang Hu said, Bai Lu was thoughtful.

"So that's it, I don't know what state I have reached now?"

"So how strong is the Tongli realm?"

At this time, someone from the audience asked again.

"Kongli, Tongli, what you pay attention to is to use your body's strength for your own use, and enhance your control over your body's strength. A punch can often burst out several times the normal strength."

"So, even a warrior in the early stage of Kung Li can do one against three or even five against empty-handed."

"And Kone's mid-term strength and body control are one step closer, and it is no problem to be one against ten."

"As for the late stage of KONE, at this point, it can be as many as dozens of enemies with one enemy."

When Zhang Hu said this, all the nursing homes under the stage opened their mouths wide, with yearning expressions on their faces.

"What level are you now, the instructor?"

At this time, a tall man under the stage asked subconsciously, but he regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth.

After all, it would be somewhat offensive to directly ask about the realm of martial arts.

Zhang Hu just glanced at the tall man, and said calmly with a hint of pride on his face without getting angry.

"Ms. Zhang is naturally in the middle stage of Tongli's cultivation, but he is only one step away from the peak of Tongli."

"Kone mid-term!"

"Isn't that the coach, you can hit ten at a time?"

All the guards looked horrified, but soon the horror turned into reverence.

Regarding the appearance of the crowd, Zhang Hu was calm on the face, but he was quite complacent in his heart.

Even in Tianshui City, such a cultivation level in the mid-term of Tongli can be regarded as a real master.

It is the mainstay of all forces.

And although he is still in the mid-term, he is not far from the peak of Kone, and it may not take long before he can try to break through.

At that time, his status and benefits in the mansion will undoubtedly be greatly improved.

"Kone mid-term!"

Hearing what Zhang Hu said, Bailu also nodded in his heart. Based on the comparison of combat power just now, he also had such a guess.

After all, Zhang Hu is also in the realm of mastering the monument.

It is not difficult to do this.

Just when Zhang Hu was about to continue to say something, a servant suddenly ran in from outside.

"Teacher Zhang, Wang Gongfeng asked you to go to the living room."

"The king's offering? What's the matter?"

Zhang Hu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and asked.

"It seems that someone from the government has come."

"The government! Well, I understand."

Zhang Hu frowned slightly, and immediately looked at the crowd.

"That's all for today, you continue to practice."

"Yes!"

After speaking, Zhang Hu followed the servant and left quickly.

Watching Zhang Hu leave, Bailu's heart moved slightly.

Can't help but think of what happened last night.

noon.

"Give it to the boy, the meat bun you want."

"Thank you."

After receiving the steaming cage, Bailu nodded his thanks.

Then he picked up a bun and took a bite, asking casually.

"Brother, what happened on that street? Why is it like this?"

The stall owner who sells buns is a middle-aged man.

Hearing Bailu's question, he sighed, and then spoke in a low voice.

"Young man, Mercury Street caught fire for some reason last night. The whole street was burned to death. No one escaped. What a crime."

"Did no one escape?"

A look of surprise appeared on Bailu's face.

Looking at the street that has become a charred black ruin in the distance, I can't help but feel a slight chill in my heart.

On the street at this time, it is rare that there are many government officials on duty, and no one is allowed to enter the scene of the accident.

Even some good-natured people who wanted to get close to the crowd were directly expelled.

"That's right! There are nearly a thousand people in Mercury Street, and it just disappeared. What do you call this? It's a pity for my nephew's family."

The middle-aged stall owner said with a look of worry on his face.

Bailu didn't speak, just turned around and left with the buns in hand, and circled the so-called Mercury Street.

From time to time on the road, yamen servants carried corpses covered with coarse cloth out of it.

There was a strong burnt smell in the air.

Looking at the mess in front of him, Egret couldn't help being a little puzzled.

"Is that thing so destructive? Can it kill so many people?"