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... hat close to the common cognition of the present world. Martial arts are also divided into internal and external skills. The so-called "train your breath internally and train your muscles and skin externally", no matter which one you practice, you are qualified to practice it to a certain extent. Try to open the mysterious entrance to the human body.

  If there is enough opportunity, it is of course also possible to practice both internally and externally. It is said that it will be easie ...

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