On the tenth day of learning spearmanship, Li Mengxi could hold the gun steadily. Zhang Fei still sparred with Li Mengxi and continued to patiently teach him moves.

On the snowy and freezing campus, two figures, one tall and one low, walked back and forth with guns in hand. When the gun barrels collided, there was a crackling sound.

"Stop!" Zhang Fei shouted again.

"Xi'er, grit your teeth tightly. Once your anger is released, your strength will be gone."

Li Mengxi, who was panting with his mouth open, immediately closed his mouth after hearing this.

Zhang Fei said that he had to clench his teeth tightly to prevent his strength from leaking out. What was the meaning of this? Li Mengxi couldn't understand it. Unlike the other arms, waist, legs, etc., it was impossible to understand the breath after analyzing it.

Although Li Mengxi couldn't understand it, Zhang Fei was super powerful and what he heard from Zhang Fei should be correct.

Later in the sparring, Li Mengxi gritted his teeth and exerted force. I don’t know if there were any changes. Anyway, he didn’t get used to it at first and always felt suffocated.

After a while, "Stop!"

Zhang Fei called to stop again.

Zhang Fei came over and asked Li Mengxi to use his spear. Li Mengxi performed the basic movements of resisting, fighting, stabbing, poking, and blocking in a precise manner.

Zhang Fei seemed quite satisfied. He was going to teach Li Mengxi more complex techniques. Zhang Fei began to teach Li Mengxi how to use steps to coordinate attacks.

Zhang Fei gave a demonstration first. He stood in a half-horse stance, with one foot forward and one foot behind. He put the gun on his waist and held it steadily with the tip of the gun pointing upwards.

"Drink!" With a sharp shout, Zhang Fei took a step with a snap, and at the same time shook the gun on his waist. With the shake of the hardwood gun shaft, the whole gun trembled, as if it turned into a rustle.

The snake was about to wake up, and when it accelerated over a very short distance, its gun shook and made a low sound.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

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Zhang Fei stabbed three times in a row. After each stab, he took a half step forward and landed with a snap. He stabbed three times in a row and hit the ground three times, leaving three shallow footprints on the ground.

After stabbing, Zhang Fei held the gun still and the gun barrel was trembling slightly.

After Li Mengxi watched Zhang Fei's set of three consecutive stabs, he asked him if he saw any tricks. No, Li Mengxi didn't understand anything, but he felt that Zhang Fei's set of attacks was very powerful.

Zhang Fei put away his gun and asked Li Mengxi if he understood.

Li Mengxi hesitated for a moment and expressed his doubts. He looked up at Zhang Fei with confusion on his face, "Third General, didn't you say you can't open your mouth? If you don't speak, will you grit your teeth and lose all your strength when you open your mouth?"

Why do you want to cry out?"

Zhang Fei was stunned by the question, "Well, this..." Zhang Fei scratched his head and thought for a long time. Zhang Fei explained to Li Mengxi, "This is different, Xi'er. Keep your strength. Naturally, you have to grit your teeth. But if you move in a hurry,

, the breath is not smooth, at this time, you have to make the breath smooth, then what do you think of making the breath smooth? "

Li Mengxi looked at Zhang Fei thoughtfully, "Let your breath flow smoothly... shout out?"

"Yes!" Zhang Fei nodded, "Shout it."

Zhang Fei has many opinions on breath. Zhang Fei later said that it is not only necessary to shout out when you move quickly and have difficulty breathing, shouting out can not only smoothen the breath, but also embolden oneself and scare the enemy. Also, if you are attacked,

When someone hits you, it won't hurt if you yell.

Regarding breath, it was too mysterious and Li Mengxi couldn’t quite understand it.

After asking about the breath, Li Mengxi asked why he stepped so hard and his steps sounded like thunder.

Zhang Fei replied that if the force originates from the roots and does not land firmly, the feet will be unstable and the force will be unstable.

Li Mengxi didn't understand it, so he could only write it down temporarily.

After Zhang Fei finished teaching this set of advanced skills, he asked Li Mengxi to carry the spear and stab him by himself.

Li Mengxi imitated Zhang Fei's example, holding the gun at his waist, walking half-step, and spreading his legs.

"Kill!" He shouted loudly, holding the gun and thrusting forward at the same time. He also moved his steps at the same time, taking one step forward and hitting the ground with a snap.

"kill!"

"kill!"

After three shots were fired, Li Mengxi felt that he was doing well. He put away the gun and stood up, with his hands on his hips and asked Zhang Fei how he was doing.

Zhang Fei grinned and made no comment.

Later, Li Mengxi repeatedly practiced this set of thrusting movements, each set of three thrusts. After more than a dozen sets, his strength was exhausted and his movements began to deform.

Zhang Fei saw this and called a halt at the right time.

Li Mengxi thought he felt good. In Zhang Fei's eyes, Zhang Fei was taking care of Li Mengxi's face by holding back his laughter.

The most difficult part of the stepping technique is the steps, but Zhang Fei did not expect that Li Mengxi changed the one-step thrusting into a half-step, and unexpectedly it became more coherent and smooth. This is the most difficult thing Li Mengxi did

Pretty good.

However, every time he fired a shot and screamed to kill, Li Mengxi's scream was soft and there was no murderous intention at all.

Another one, the steps are wrong.

While taking advantage of the break, Zhang Fei pointed out Li Mengxi's shortcomings and said, "Xi'er, you don't have to yell with your throat to shout, you have to come from... from this, this, and here." Zhang Fei pointed to his chest.

"Thorax? Chest resonance?" Li Mengxi said thoughtfully.

"Yes!" Zhang Fei nodded repeatedly, "It's the chest, it's the Lao Shizi resonance, that's what it means."

Li Mengxi was so smart and could tell everything at once, which made Zhang Fei feel extremely worry-free.

Zhang Fei held a gun and demonstrated the action of stepping on the gun. He pointed out, "Xi'er, when your steps fall, just fall down casually. You don't have to force the landing to make a sound."

What Zhang Fei was referring to was that Li Mengxi put the cart before the horse. Li Mengxi had practiced more than a dozen times before, and every time, Li Mengxi stepped on the ground very deliberately and hard.

In fact, there is no need to exert force deliberately at all. As long as the movement is correct and the movement is in place, the sound of the falling step will be loud. On the contrary, if the sound of the falling step is small, either the leg is heeling too slowly, or the step is too high.

Low or too high, there must be something wrong.

Under the guidance of Zhang Fei, a master of spear skills, Li Mengxi has a strong ability to comprehend and learns quickly.

After resting for a while, a new round began. It was still Li Mengxi who was practicing alone. He held the gun and stabbed step by step. This time, he kept in mind what Zhang Fei had told him, and the killing cry no longer used his throat, but burst out from his chest.

out.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I don’t know if it is an illusion or if it is really useful, but Li Mengxi felt that after such a roar, he suddenly felt that his momentum was much stronger.

Another point is the falling step. Li Mengxi no longer deliberately forced the landing to make a sound, but as a result, his footsteps were silent. This was because Li Mengxi's steps were not in place.

After practicing the gun a hundred times in a row, Li Mengxi was sweating all over and his hair was white.

Zhang Fei stopped and stopped practicing. Li Mengxi put away his gun and ran back quickly. It was cold outside. If he sweated and got cold again, he would catch a cold.

Ever since Li Mengxi decided to learn martial arts, Zhang Fei asked Li Mengxi to eat more meat, preferably beef. With the excuse of learning martial arts, Li Mengxi could eat meat openly.

The beef was already simmering on the stove. Li Mengxi picked up a large piece of beef and cut it in half, giving half to Zhang Fei and eating the other half.

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Li Mengxi had an unsolved problem. Zhang Fei said that clenching his teeth would give him more strength, but the strength would dissipate as soon as he loosened his breath. Li Mengxi didn't know if this made sense.

Li Mengxi took the time to do the test.

He made a pile of clay embryos as a target, then stabbed the target with a gun, gritted his teeth and stabbed once, and then stabbed again without gritting his teeth.

Prick one hundred targets in each round, and then check the marks left on the clay embryo.

After inspection, it was found that when you clench your teeth, you exert more force and the penetration marks are deeper.

Gritting your teeth can really increase your strength. Although the test has concluded, Li Mengxi is even more puzzled. He can't even figure out why.

After that, do the test again, still use the clay embryo, test the step and stab continuously, the sound starts from the chest, test one round, do not use chest resonance, and test again.

One hundred targets were tested in each of the two rounds. After inspection, Zhang Fei was still right. It was true that the sound came from his chest and his strength increased greatly.

The experience Zhang Fei taught has been verified, it is really useful, and the breath really affects the strength, but why the hell is this happening?

Li Mengxi couldn't figure out the reason even after racking his brains. He had no choice but to write down the problem and prepare to wait for the opportunity to solve this problem one day.
Chapter completed!