Chapter 22 The Pain Points of Mobile Instant Attack

No matter how troublesome it is, at least you don’t have to worry about it.

Feng Qin accepted his master's kindness in his heart.

Once a teacher, always a father. In other words, this friendship cannot be in vain.

Since the other party has made the move, it can save you trouble...just accept it shamelessly.

It is Wednesday now, and there are still three days until Saturday, which is exactly two days later as Nadutong mentioned.

If Feng Qin was alone, he would definitely cause some trouble because of being late.

But with Zhang Wang leading the way, these troubles were naturally solved no matter where they went.

Feng Qin stood firmly in front of the wooden stake. The master walked behind the stake, picked it up with one hand, and held it horizontally in front of him.

"Now, attack this wooden stake by moving as you imagine."

This wooden stake is new and has no marks left over from the past few days, so it is impossible to accurately locate the acupuncture points based on the existing 'wounds'.

However, after so many days of practice, Feng Qin has a thorough understanding of the general acupuncture points on the human body.

Just by raising his hand, he could use the [Purple Palace Point] which could make someone lose their combat capability.

Although it is located in the center, it can be used as a starting move, which is the most stable start.

The fingers were wrapped with a thin layer of Qi to cover up the sound of breaking wind when performing the technique at extremely high speed, and it was as if he was running towards the Zigong acupoint at extremely high speed in silent mode.

Unlike before, Zhang Wang took a small step back before Feng Qin's attack hit him.

The attack just missed.

In the previous competition, Feng Qin also tried to use instant strikes to counter the enemy. Although his fellow brothers and sisters mostly used defense to resolve the weak instant strikes, there were also some evasive moves mixed in.

Although the attack missed, Feng Qin did not feel it was too abrupt. Instead, he immediately launched a second attack and took two steps forward to further shorten the distance.

The second blow hit, and the third blow fell right after. As they fell, Zhang Wang moved.

Not backward, but forward.

When he moved forward, the distance between him and Feng Qin was almost touching, which frightened him so much that he took two steps back, and his breathing became slightly unstable.

But this is not the point. The point is that [the instant attack is a mess].

Not only is the instantaneous attack messed up, but the accuracy is also changed.

Zhang Wang did not make any unnecessary dodging movements, he only moved forward or backward.

But it is not a turn-based system. Sometimes he will take the initiative to step forward to meet the attack when it is about to make contact, and sometimes he will retreat several steps and create several distances between him.

After fighting for an hour, Feng Qin was sweating all over, but he still hadn't finished a set of instant attacks.

Not only was the fight not finished, but it was also so messy that it was unbearable to watch. It was like the state before the competition, trying hard but with no results.

The number of times in the task bar remains (0/100).

It is obvious that even the panel does not recognize this crappy playing style as completed training.

"Stop, no need to fight anymore, have you found the problem?"

Zhang Wang did not answer the question immediately, but threw the question to Feng Qin first.

On the one hand, it is to train Feng Qin's observation ability and sensitivity to martial arts.

On the other hand, it is also to encourage them to use their brains more so that they can remember better when you explain it.

"It's chaotic. After moving, the process I learned step by step before can no longer be completed regularly. At the same time, because of the control of distance, the speed will be slowed down, making it easier for the opponent to see through it."

"Well, the analysis is OK, but it's still a little off."

Zhang Wang nodded gently, put down the wooden stake, and explained:

"It's messy because you always have all these messy thoughts in your mind, such as [starting move], [ending move], [connecting rhythm], etc."

"This is the biggest flaw of Paper Talk. If your attack is dodged, or if your opponent chooses to take it head-on, your instant attack won't be as effective as before."

"If you are in the critical moment of finishing and someone dodges several times in a row, you will think that you missed the vital point and give up the previous preparations, and then start a new trick."

"Besides, what you said before about [completion of regularity] is just a bullshit summary."

"Being with the disciples of the righteous path is just a competition. If you meet Quan Xing, it will be a life-and-death struggle. Who cares about rules and rhythm?" "If you can hurt or even kill, you are superior!"

Feng Qin was stunned by the ups and downs of the tone.

Not to mention these few days, even in the past ten years or so, the sports as a sports student require a regular sense of rhythm. Only by following this law of following the trend can the movements not be considered chaotic and can they be more steady and solid.

But according to what his master said, he regarded it as a fatal flaw.

Bang!
Zhang Wang faced the wooden stake and killed it with one strike!

Under Feng Qin's shocked eyes, a big hole was blown out of the wooden stake.

"Then why can't we just start and kill him?"

"Why is there a so-called ending? Each of our instant attacks is the final blow!"

These two simple sentences made Feng Qin suddenly enlightened.

If every blow is treated as the last blow, then why is it necessary to make every blow have a regularity and rhythm?

All you need to do is to inflict the most beneficial damage in a very short time every time you can hit!
Thinking of the extremely short time, Feng Qin couldn't help but ask, "Does that mean that the shorter the time it takes to complete a set, the better the effect?"

Hearing this question, Zhang Wang shook his hands and said calmly:
"Compared with Miao Xing and Qiu Shan, I am slightly inferior to them in these Tang Sect techniques, but—"

Bang-!
The wooden stake made a single, deafening sound as it struck out straight back!

He hit the tree hard, ending his violent retreat.

Zhang Wang swept the back of his hand, "Okay, let's continue."

Feng Qin stared blankly at the wooden stake that was hit on the tree...

There were dozens of deep 'wounds' on it.

In just a short moment, Zhang Wang launched dozens of attacks!

It's like an instant and extremely violent shotgun!
What does it matter if it's not the last blow?
It was done in seconds!
Looking at the miserable state on the wooden stake, he looked at the level 2 instant attack on his panel.

The desire to make progress rose again.

If Zhang Wang is like this, then the leader of Miao Xing must be even more outrageous.

And since I own the panel, such a powerful instant attack will definitely belong to me in the future!

In the following time, Feng Qin concentrated on practicing. For the whole day, Zhang Wang just moved forward and backward without any unnecessary dodging movements.

The wooden stake always faces forward, pointing at Feng Qin.

But unlike the previous hour, many "difficult and complicated problems" were corrected little by little.

The most important thing is the so-called opening and closing moves and other flashy things.

Now Feng Qin attacked as soon as he raised his hand, and no one could guess at the first sight that it was an instant strike.

It can even be said that as soon as the fight started, the other party just thought that you just threw a simple punch, nothing more.

Truly integrate instant strike into close combat.

It was the difficulty of [chaos] that Feng Qin failed to resolve for the entire day.

It is very easy for people to find the most comfortable circle for body and mind in a fixed practice and then operate within it.

This is the "inertia" that all living things have.

Feng Qin wanted to overcome this today. He was no different from a piano idiot. He started by preparing to play chords with one hand and arpeggios with the other.

You have to proceed step by step.

Set a goal and achieve it within five days!
Feng Qin set a "difficult goal" in his mind.

Then Zhang Wang spoke from behind the wooden stake:

"If you can't solve this problem before the weekend in three days, you will be punished to clean the outer doors and toilets of the dormitory for a month."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)