The next day, the sky had just brightened.
Chu Jiang put down the manual in his hand and closed his eyes to think.
This Iron Thread Fist was just a set of health boxing. It was mainly used to exercise the limbs and unblock the blood vessels. It had the function of strengthening the body and turning the weak into strong.
Of course, with Chu Jiang's physical fitness, he didn't need to train anymore. There was no use in forcing himself to train! This Iron Thread Fist was not undeserved. Although it was a health fist, it was not without offensive moves.
His most important goal was to train the bridge hand.
There is a saying in Hongquan,"There is a bridge to cross, there is no bridge to ask there is a bridge."”
The bridge referred to his arm.
The arm was the bridge to the opponent. More importantly, it was also the bridge to send force to the opponent.
Hard as iron and soft as thread was the tenet of the Iron Thread Fist.
There was a set of qi circulation routes in the manual, but Chu Jiang followed them.
Similarly, he did not cultivate any Qi.
Chu Jiang also quickly analyzed. Why would someone practice Qi? Could it really be some kind of talent? Chu Jiang felt that although there was a possibility, he could not believe it completely.
How many people in history had been fooled by so-called grandmasters? Chu Jiang didn't believe in that!
If one were to talk about cultivation, it was to refine essence into qi and use qi to control the gods.
Then, was cultivating Inner Qi refining into Qi and using Qi to control strength?
He was able to cultivate the qi that was beneficial to him from the outside world into his body.
After a long period of nurturing and training, his body would be greatly strengthened? What if he channeled the qi in his body when he punched to strengthen his fist and strength? The more Chu Jiang thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. However, Dao techniques used one's body to control the power of the outside world, while the so-called Internal Martial Arts used the qi of the outside world to control one's body!
Thinking of this, he thought again.
Then the so-called aptitude was only based on whether one could absorb the qi that was beneficial to the body from the outside world! Those that could not be absorbed naturally could not be cultivated. Those that could be absorbed naturally had extraordinary talent! In Chu Jiang's perception, there was no Qi in this world! It was all f * cking exhaust gas floating in the air! If someone could really cultivate it, then the place he was in could really be called a grotto-heaven.
However, Chu Jiang thought of a method, which was to use his own mana to circulate the circulation path of the Iron Thread Fist! This magic power was not much more awesome than inner Qi! Chu Jiang didn't know what the highest realm of Qi cultivation was like, but he knew the highest realm of mana cultivation.
That was to live forever, and the law would follow his words.
He didn't believe that he could reach this stage by cultivating his qi to the highest level. Although he could cultivate qi to make people live longer, if he could make people live past 200 years old, Chu Jiang would livestream his death!
Chu Jiang could use Dao techniques in this world, but the effect was very touching.
It was clearly a fireball curse, but Chu Jiang had released a small flame! The kind of flame that could be extinguished without blowing. It was extinguished without even lighting the cigarette! The only thing he could do was absorb a wisp of spiritual energy from the rising sun every morning.
This wisp of spiritual energy was only enough for him to recover the magic power in his body.
You want to rely on it to become an immortal? Hehe, child, you're living in a dream. You're still dreaming!
Doing what he thought of was Chu Jiang's principle.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have made a move against Superintendent Yang and recruited Black Star's predecessor, the Dock workers 'mutual aid association.
Chu Jiang quickly sat cross-legged on the bed and used his mind to control his magic power to follow the circulation route of the Iron Thread Fist.
In just an instant, he had completed the circulation route. In an instant, he felt that his arms were as hard as iron.
It was several times harder than the Vajra Mantra that he had solidified in his body! Chu Jiang felt that his arms could easily block bullets. Even if it was a bullet from a sniper rifle, he could still take it head-on!
"The effect is so good!"
Chu Jiang raised his arm and seemed to hear the sound of metal clashing.
It was as if his arms were covered with countless steel rings. Every time he moved, the sound of metal colliding would be endless.
Moreover, when he heard this voice, he felt that it could make others heartbroken and upset.
Chu Jiang really couldn't understand this time. What was he doing? Could it be that I'm a man with a bUFF?
If it could really make people sad and upset like what he felt just now.
He could really be invincible in this world! Brother, put down the RPG in your hand! I'm talking about boxing! Invincible!
Thinking about how a certain master was fighting with Chu Jiang, Chu Jiang started to use the Iron Thread Fist.
His arms were as hard as steel, and his body was impenetrable.
When he punched, there was the sound of metal clashing, disturbing the opponent's mind and making it impossible for him to concentrate on the battle.
How could the opponent play? One had to know that in a battle, a second later was very likely to determine life and death!
He did not come to this world in vain! Not only did he learn the Hong Fist, which was known as the source of all arts, but he also discovered that he could use his mana to control the path of cultivation.
If he learned the Indestructible Body of Vajra, wouldn't his little brother be able to…
Hehehe! Thinking of this, Chu Jiang smiled evilly!
After a night, Chu Jiang was mentally exhausted.
He lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep without even taking off his clothes.
Chu Jiang was bored until six o'clock in the evening. After he woke up, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face and take a shower.
After everything was done, she walked out of the bathroom and found a set of clothes in her closet.
She couldn't wait to go out and tell Hong Zhennan the good news.
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After hearing Chu Jiang's words, Hong Zhennan stood up in disbelief.
He looked at Chu Jiang and said,"You actually used such a series of Iron String Fists?" There was indeed someone in the history of the Hong family who had mastered the Iron Thread Fist, but how could it be as magical as you said? They were just powerful, fast, and had a reaction speed that surpassed ordinary people.
But they were still humans! Most importantly, they did not produce any sound of metal clashing! Even if there was, it would be the sound of metal clashing when the beginner practiced the Iron Thread Fist with the steel rings on his arms.
Not to mention making people heartbroken and upset!”
After Chu Jiang heard Hong Zhennan's words, he also ridiculed him in his heart.
It would be impossible for anyone in the history of the Hong Family to be able to practice this Iron Thread Fist.
Chu Jiang couldn't tell Hong Zhennan that he was using magic power and that he was from another world.
Zhennan Hong stood up and said to Chu Jiang,""Follow me to the training ground. I want to test your Iron Thread Fist!”
After saying that, he walked towards the training ground.
Seeing this, Chu Jiang could only follow.
When they arrived at the training ground, Hong Zhennan said to the people who were practicing boxing,"Stand at the side and watch Chu Jiang and I demonstrate it to you!”
After the disciples heard this, they all retreated.
It cleared an empty space for Chu Jiang and Hong Zhennan.
Chu Jiang looked at the serious Hong Zhennan and was speechless.
Master, this is such a big place.
Why do you want their piece? The space occupied by these 200 people was not even half of the training ground! Isn't the other half enough for the two of us to show off our skills?
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