I Have a Job

Chapter 1 Jiang Shu

  's senior year of high school always starts exceptionally early. 🐚♠ ❻９ˢнυｘ.ᑕ𝕠๓ ♥😂Jicheng

  Fifth High School.

  Jiang Shu first jogged around the playground twice, then walked into the corridor, adjusted his breathing for a few minutes, and sat in a steady horse stance, his body rising and falling gently like the waves.

  The sky was gloomy at this time, and there was still a thin layer of unmelted ice on the lake in front of the promenade.

  "Martial arts...how can one truly enter the realm of martial arts?"

  Jiang Shu murmured in his heart. In his previous life, he was seriously ill and bedridden, and died early at the age of thirty. So in this life, after breaking the mystery in the womb and awakening his special abilities three months ago, he only planned to take one path - practicing martial arts.

  Only when you have great power within yourself can you truly control your own destiny!

  The drifting thoughts were quickly retracted. Jiang Shu imagined himself as a bowl of turbid water. When it calmed down, the impurities settled and the water became clear.

  This is the "One Bowl of Water Method" he acquired in his previous life. When combined with the Horse Stance, they complement each other and achieve twice the result with half the effort.

  When standing up, dig your toes tightly like chicken claws, bend your legs, lift your waist, and contract your abdomen.

  When crouching, the toes are relaxed like duck webs, the legs are relaxed, the waist is sat, and the belly is inflated.

  Amidst the ups and downs, a red sun rose from the distant mountains.

  The warm sunlight and the cold wind of the first month of the lunar year hit Jiang Shu's hair, which was already longer than his ears.

  Under the thick hair, sweat was rising and his temples were bulging, but no one could see it.

  ...

  It was not until Jiang Shu finished standing still and went back to the dormitory to take a shower and come out again that the dormitory's early-wake alarm clock rang.

  Groups of students began to gather at the school gate and enter the campus.

  He strolled around the campus, with sharp ears and eyes, and listened to all the conversations of his classmates.

  "A pen, a lamp, and a miracle every night. I was really busy yesterday. I really want to become a military science student. It is said that all I have to do is stand in a posture every day, and do whatever I want in the rest of the time. We have morning self-study at 7 am and evening self-study at 9:30 pm. We eat worse than pigs, sleep later than dogs, and get up earlier than chickens." "

  Envy? Who would become a military science student if they were not a poor student? Didn't the class teacher say that the so-called military science is actually a test of the country's college entrance examination reform? The schools that military science students can enter are basically junior colleges. How can they compare with us, the future undergraduates."

  "That's not the case. As long as you can sense the Qi and blood in your body, you can apply for exemption from the entrance exam to an undergraduate university. If you can move the Qi and blood, that's even more amazing,

  you can go directly to a key university! Our school only has a few key universities. If you go one step further, the university..." "Haha, do you think the horse stance is some kind of peerless martial art? It's just the basic skills! It's the basic skills that can't make you a superman overnight. Go and see the coaches in those martial arts halls, they all seem to be very good at hitting sandbags, but how many of them can achieve a small success in the horse stance and have bulging temples? They are selling dog meat under the guise of sheep, but in fact it's still the set of modern fighting, not real martial arts! Just memorize the book honestly, small town test-taker."

  "Bah, what's wrong with a small town test-taker? Get into college and find a stable and respectable job after graduation. This is the dream of many people, you should be content."

  In November 2026 of the Xuanxing calendar, the top leaders of the Xia Kingdom issued a decree that all high school students, regardless of liberal arts or science, can be transferred to martial arts students and learn horse stance.

  Anyone who has achieved a certain level of success in horse stance and can sense his own qi and blood can be directly admitted to any undergraduate university without taking an entrance exam.

  But in all the major high schools, except for some students who have no hope of getting an undergraduate degree and are preparing to go to junior college to do their best, basically no one applies to choose military courses.

  We are already in the third year of high school, and no one will joke about their own future.

  On the contrary, some freshmen who have just entered the first year of high school, who have less academic pressure, have begun to watch the horse stance videos released by the Education Bureau out of curiosity and interest, fantasizing that one day they will be able to master the horse stance and enter university directly without taking the college entrance examination.

  Jiang Shu walked through the crowd, went up to the fifth floor, and knocked on the office door.

  "Come in."

  The voice of the class teacher Lao Yan rang out, and Jiang Shu pushed the door open and entered. I saw Lao Yan constantly typing on the computer, apparently organizing some materials for the start of school.

  "Jiang Shu, what's the matter with you coming here?"

  Yan Dehou looked up and was a little surprised.

  Jiang Shu's grades are average in the class. If I work hard and have some luck, I might even be able to get into college.

  Students of this level often have a very low sense of presence in the class. You may not go into the office once in the entire semester. I don't know why I came here on my own initiative this time.

  "Teacher Yan, I'm here to apply for leave of absence."

  Jiang Shu went straight to the point.

  After practicing martial arts, his thoughts became clear as crystal and he simplified everything.

  "Take a leave of absence from school? Did something happen at home?"

  Without caring about the work at hand, Yan Dehou frowned slightly, stood up and asked with concern.

  "No, I plan to become a martial arts student, and I plan to study horse stance at home in my last semester."

  "Martial arts student...this..."

  Hearing the word "martial arts student", Yan Dehou fell silent, and all the words of persuasion were choked in his throat.

  Last November, the school leaders organized a meeting. The content of the meeting was that as long as students actively apply to be military students, the class teacher must not hinder them in any way and must approve their application as soon as possible.

  "Jiang Shu, do you want to reconsider it? In fact, with your grades, you still have a chance to get into college. Moreover, even if you change to a military student,

  you still have to take the college entrance examination. If you have not reached the level of sensing qi and blood, you cannot be truly exempted from the entrance examination..." "Teacher Yan does not require you to attend lectures and do homework like other students. Just come to class and listen when you are free, and do the test questions when you have time. When you really take the college entrance examination, your mind will not be completely blank. It's actually quite good to prepare for both civil and military studies. After all, there is still time before the college entrance examination. Don't make a decision arbitrarily..."

  There was no other teacher in the office except him, so Yan Dehou could not help but speak. He has been teaching for more than 20 years and is extremely traditional. He hopes that all his students can be successfully admitted to a university that they are satisfied with.

  In his eyes, the so-called martial arts, such as learning horse stance, were not the real way, but rather an unconventional move.

  It would be fine if the applicant is really a poor student with the worst grades.

  But Jiang Shu clearly had hope of getting into undergraduate studies.

  "Teacher Yan, I have made up my mind."

  Without further words, Jiang Shu handed in the application form. He had learned about the relevant procedures, and as long as it involved military students, the school would directly agree.

  This phenomenon only proves that the martial arts in this world are by no means as simple as what my classmates see.

  "Okay."

  He looked at Jiang Shu repeatedly, then looked at the signatures in the parents' column on the application form.

  Yan Dehou let out a long sigh. He now only hoped that taking a leave of absence was a decision that he, as a student, would make after careful consideration.

  "Thank you, Teacher Yan."

  "If you have nothing else, Jiang Shu, why don't you go back to the classroom first. I'll talk to my classmates later, and we'll have a small farewell ceremony. After all, we've been together for more than a year, and we must have feelings for each other." "

  No need. I'm just taking a leave of absence. We'll meet again someday."

  Jiang Shu simply rejected Old Yan and turned and left.

  After breaking the mystery in the womb, the consciousness of the previous life takes the dominant position. In this world, apart from his parents who gave birth to him and raised him, and his sister who grew up with him, no other people really could cause the slightest ripple in his heart.

  What's more, I was already thirty years old in my previous life.

  Live again, wiser than before. What is there to talk about with a group of high school students who are still ignorant of the world?

  There are more and more students in the school, chattering like sparrows.

  Some students in the classroom have already started writing their winter vacation homework.

  Jiang Shu did not choose to pack up the pile of books on his desk, but went straight back to the empty dormitory from the teaching building.

  A translucent panel appeared in his mind:

  Jiang Shu -

  Dajing Dynasty Language/Script: Entry (926/1000)

  Horse Stance: Minor Success (526/1000)

  Countdown for Crossing the Two Realms: 00:00

  "I didn't expect that after waiting for three months, Xia Country still hasn't announced the true martial arts practice method. Even if the panel is certified once and for all, the progress of Horse Stance will be slower as time goes by."

  "Before the college entrance examination, I should only be able to stay in the Great Success realm, transporting qi and blood, and entering the key university without taking the exam."

  "To be able to enter the key university, I am already ahead of more than 90% of the students in the Fifth High School. But in this life, my parents are so supportive, why can't I fight for the school!"

  "In the Dajing Dynasty, there are 18 states, 270 counties, and thousands of county towns. In every county town, there are martial artists in the Lianzang realm. As long as you have enough silver, you can learn martial arts by joining a martial arts hall in the county town!"

  Jiang Shu recalled the various news he had inquired about in Pingling County at that time. He didn't know how the martial arts realms on Xuanxing would be divided in the future, and how martial arts would be practiced.

  But he knew about another world, the three realms of warriors in the Dajing Dynasty and Pingling County.

  Microdermabrasion. Strengthen bones. Practice dirty.

  I clearly remember what a storyteller said when he closed his fan:

  "A martial artist who practices the internal organs, with powerful strength entering the internal organs, can live for more than twenty years!"

 Chapter 2 Home

  "Boss, give me twelve meat buns, three steamed buns, and two cups of soy milk. 🐊👑 ❻➈𝕤卄υ乂.𝔠𝓞ⓜ ♣♡"

  "The vehicle is starting, please sit tight and hold on. Passengers who have just boarded, please go inside..."

  Jicheng No. 5 Middle School is located in the north of Jicheng - a relatively remote area, where most of the students live on campus. Therefore, on weekends, Jiang Shu has to compete with a group of classmates to get on the bus.

  But today, the bus was unusually empty.

  Remember the domain name of the first website: 𝕥𝕨𝕜𝕒𝕟.𝕔𝕠𝕞Jiang

  Shu looked back at the school through the car window.

  The level of cultural and technological development of Xuanxing is similar to that of his previous life, which is very much like another parallel world of Earth.

  Jiang Shu became more and more convinced that this world was not as peaceful and simple as it seemed.

  What is the truth behind it?

  Perhaps I will only know after I have completely entered the realm of martial arts and my social status has been raised to a certain level.

  Jiang Shu squatted in a horse stance, then sat on the seat, digesting the steamed buns, steamed dumplings and soy milk that had already entered his stomach, and clearing his mind.

  Maybe because today is the tenth day of the first lunar month, there are not many cars on the street.

  There wasn't much traffic on the bus, and it only took about forty to fifty minutes to reach the terminal. Jiang Shu changed to a bus and meditated with his eyes closed for an hour before returning to the nearest bus stop to his home.

  The journey that seemed long and difficult in the past, now seems so simple when I concentrate on practicing martial arts.

  He got off the car with his luggage and looked up at everything familiar.

  Under the sky as clear as a huge emerald blue, several villages are scattered in an orderly manner, and a road with four lanes stretches endlessly.

  Further ahead is a century-old mountain village that has been developed into a tourist attraction.

  To the rear is the Jicheng urban area, bustling with hustle and bustle of traffic.

  This place is located in the south of Jicheng City, surrounded by green rivers and green mountains. It is a densely populated area with many outsiders and elderly people.

  Qingjiang Garden.

  The old resettlement community built in the early 2000s has extremely narrow distances between buildings. Under the building, several private cars that had not been washed for a long time were parked in every available space.

  301.

  Climbing up the stairs, Jiang Shu took out the key, opened the door, and a warm breeze blew towards him.

  "According to our station, the top leader recently inspected Shengjing University and delivered an important speech: Contemporary students need more new faces."

  The living room at home is not big. On the sofa that is more than two meters long, Jiang Yanyue sits with her legs crossed, facing the warm air of the air conditioner, eating potato chips with a crunching sound, and lying there without any image.

  In front of the sofa is a 65-inch LCD TV, which is playing a replay of yesterday's news.

  "Why aren't you watching your food channel today?"

  "What can I do? My brother is planning to become a military student. As a younger sister, how can I not get to know him better?"

  Hearing the sound of Jiang Shu coming back, Jiang Yanyue stretched, held the red envelope in her hand, and stood up and turned around naturally.

  She is about 1.68 meters tall, wearing velvet slippers and her legs are round and straight, wrapped in pure white cotton pants.

  Unlike her ordinary brother, Jiang Yanyue has been the child of other people's families since she was a child.

  In primary school, he participated in composition and mathematics competitions and won several Jicheng district awards. In junior high school, his academic performance never fell below the top three in the grade. At the end of last semester, he was admitted to Jicheng No. 1 High School ahead of schedule. He did not have to worry about the high school entrance examination like ordinary students.

  "I thought you were going to catch up with your classmates at school and wouldn't be back until the evening."

  Seeing her brother coming over, she handed him the red envelope she had prepared in advance:

  "Here, I worked hard and saved up eight hundred yuan for the New Year's money." Jiang Yanyue patted Jiang Shu's shoulder in a very old-fashioned way, "You are poor in literature but rich in martial arts, these eight hundred yuan are your sister's great support to you!"

  "Also, we can learn martial arts if we can, but if we don't want to learn it, you can be my bodyguard when I start my own business in the future! If I, President Jiang, have a bite of pork ribs to eat, you, Jiang Shu, will have a bite of soup to drink!"

  "You're crazy!"

  After knocking Jiang Yanyue's hand away, Jiang Shu knocked his sister's head without any hesitation.

  I didn't expect that what I felt when I knocked on it was not my scalp, but the soft grapefruit peel.

  "Hey! I said you can definitely learn something on the Internet. This bun tied on the grapefruit peel is tall and full. Not only is the head full of special grapefruit fragrance, it can also prevent sneak attacks!"

  Jiang Yanyue hurriedly took a step back and raised her head proudly. Suddenly, she glanced at Jiang Shu in confusion, and took another step forward. Her hand moved from the top of her head to Jiang Shu's nose:

  "Ahhh! Jiang Shu! Have you grown taller secretly behind my back again? When I measured you last time, you were only a little taller than me!"

  "Childish! You are a top student, but you don't even understand the simple truth that practicing martial arts will make you taller."

  "Tsk, with my perfect height, do I still need to practice martial arts? I'm not sure if I will grow taller, but practicing martial arts will definitely increase my appetite. It's enough to have you as a glutton at home."

  "You're not?"

  Jiang Shu glanced at the sofa. The trash can was already filled to the brim with bags of all kinds of snacks.

  "Bah! I'm a gourmet! A food lover! I'm different from you, a glutton who can finish five bowls of rice after eating a few pieces of meat!" Jiang Yanyue gritted her teeth, "But why don't you get fat even though you eat so much? I'm so envious."

  "You can practice martial arts, too. Did your parents say when you'll be back?"

  "I'll learn from you and get up before five o'clock to stand in the stance? If I could get up at five o'clock and just read a book, I would have skipped a grade and become your senior two years ago, you know!"

  "I believe it."

  Jiang Shu nodded. He never doubted his sister's intelligence. Although they played together when they were young, their academic performance was very different.

  "Mom said she's going to get a shipment of goods today, and she'll be back once they arrive. Dad isn't sure, but he also said he'll definitely be back before ten o'clock."

  Jiang's mother Xu Lizhi originally worked in a garment factory. After the factory went bankrupt, she gritted her teeth and used the family savings to open a clothing store. Now it is an old store that has been in business for more than ten years.

  At the beginning, I worked hard from morning till night and made some money. However, the overall business environment has been bad in recent years and business has been depressed, so now as long as the children are at home, I will choose to close the store early and come back to spend time with the children.

  Jiang's father, Jiang Yongyi, became unemployed in middle age, so he replaced his family's old oil car with an electric car and drove a Didi car. I don't make much money, but I'm free and don't suffer much.

  "Jiang Shu, times may really be changing. I went out of my way to watch the news replay today, and I found that in the past two months, almost every day's news has mentioned martial arts. What are the benefits of practicing martial arts? In this era, no matter how advanced your martial arts skills are, can you still be bulletproof?"

  Jiang Yanyue couldn't help asking.

  Although she has a high IQ, she is still young and has not yet graduated from school. The knowledge learned is often absolute, either black or white.

  Therefore, it is easiest to fall into the obstacle of knowledge and understanding and be unable to understand the magic of martial arts.

  "It can keep your youthful complexion."

  Jiang Shu said succinctly. He knows exactly what to say to whom.

  It is meaningless to tell people like my sister that practicing martial arts can strengthen their energy and blood, break through human limits, and prolong their lifespan.

  Even if one is skilled in martial arts and can dodge gunshots, in her eyes, that's just the way it is.

  If you can dodge bullets, can you also dodge missiles?

  But it can keep your youth...

  three words to kill!

  Sure enough, Jiang Shu had just finished speaking.

  Jiang Yanyue was stunned. Her bright eyes widened under her long eyelashes, and her eyes were full of suspicion. When she saw Jiang Shu nodded again with certainty, she suddenly jumped up:

  "Brother! Teach me the horse stance!"

Chapter 3 Time Travel

  "It's wrong for you to stand like this. 🍑 ⋆ 🍭 🎀 𝟨𝟫𝓈𝒽𝓊𝓍.𝒸☯𝓂 🎀 🍭 ⋆ 🍑The horse stance requires a rise and fall, squatting like a galloping horse, and hanging

  in the air with your head empty, your form and spirit open." "This ups and downs, you have to stand out of thin air like a horse. You have to master the strength of rising and squatting, otherwise the center of gravity of the body will be on the knees, and if you stand for too long, something bad will happen."

  "The meaning of hanging in the air is to look far and wide with a broad field of vision. Our house is too low, it's not suitable. Tuanzi, you are a beginner, just stand on the balcony and look out."

  Jiang Shu taught step by step.

  Tuanzi was the new nickname he gave Jiang Yanyue during the Chinese New Year.

  At that time, my parents were in a good mood and dug out some childhood photos of them and my siblings. Among them, the photo of the younger sister as a baby is the cutest, with a round and tender little chubby face. The first thing Jiang Shu thought of was the emoticon package that was extremely popular in his previous life - the long grass face dumpling.

  He immediately took out a pen and drew a few strokes on the paper.

  The moon represents reunion. Yan Yue, Yan Tuan, no difference.

  Jiang Yanyue, Changcao Yantuanzi, there is absolutely no difference!

  Jiang Shu instructed his sister on her standing posture, and his mind gradually relaxed. He has really pushed himself too hard in the past three months.

  That world is not as peaceful and beautiful as the one on Xuanxing.

  County government, wealthy families, gangs.

  It was like three huge mountains pressing down on the ordinary people of Pingling County. No one could get around them. Before the business stalls were even set up, exploitation had already arrived at each level.

  The only way to change your destiny is to... practice martial arts.

  The county government has the most martial arts, but without connections, who can get in? The big gangs can learn martial arts, but without exception, they have to sell their lives.

  The only way that does not require connections or risking one's life is to join a martial arts school.

  Ten taels of silver for one month of tutoring!

  For ordinary people who could not make more than one or two taels of silver after a year of business under layers of exploitation, this amount of money was a fortune that they could hardly accumulate in their entire lives.

  Even though it took two generations of hard work and efforts to hide ten taels of silver, he was able to join a martial arts school.

  But this amount of money is only enough to pay for one month's martial arts training.

  A month later, you will return to where you came from.

  Learning martial arts is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

  Jiang Shu was glad that he was not born in that world.

  Xuanxing also has gold and silver. Although the price of silver is not as high as that of gold, it is basically stable at around five yuan per gram.

  Ten taels, five hundred grams, two thousand five.

  As an ordinary senior high school student, he naturally couldn't afford the money, but he had parents. Thinking about what his parents promised him during the New Year, Jiang Shu couldn't help but be distracted, while Jiang Yanyue's bright and excited eyes had gradually turned into despair.

  Only after she stood there did she realize what a devilish move this seemingly simple horse stance was.

  My brother often stands all day long. Even when he eats, he sits on a stool and stands in a horse stance. Is he a devil?

  I, Jiang Yanyue, am a learning genius.

  He, Jiang Shu, is a martial arts genius.

  Is it reasonable?

  Very reasonable.

  Self-doubt, self-persuasion, and proactively giving up.

  As expected of a top student, Jiang Yanyue adjusted her mood as quickly as possible, gave up struggling, and collapsed on the sofa.

  Genius cannot be measured.

  Genius cannot be compared.

  He, Jiang Shu, can stand in a posture for a whole day because he is a martial arts genius, but I, Jiang Yanyue, am not!

  She didn't want to practice this martial art for even a minute.

  As for maintaining youthful looks, practicing martial arts is a good way to do it.

  Maybe skin care products too.

  In the future, you will become a President Jiang and spend money to have a research institute conduct special research.

  This is much more reliable than practicing martial arts.

  Yes, that's it!

  Looking at Jiang Yanyue's Ge You-like expression, Jiang Shu resisted the urge to draw her. He picked up the remote control and randomly selected a movie to play. He sat on the sofa and prepared to have a good rest.

  When there were only ten minutes left in the movie.

  Jiang's father and mother came back together. Looking at the brother and sister who were sitting and slumped on the sofa, the couple did not say a word. They carried the bought vegetables into the kitchen and washed and cut them.

  Unlike some families, Xu Lizhi opened a shop in her early years and worked from dawn to dusk. The cooking task at home is basically left to my father Jiang Yongyi.

  "Dad, do you have spare ribs? I want to eat sweet and sour spare ribs today!"

  Hearing the noise in the kitchen, Jiang Yanyue suddenly became energetic and said with her head held high.

  "Your brother practices martial arts, so I make pork ribs and radish soup, which is nutritious and aids digestion."

  Jiang Yongyi answered quickly. After his son decided to learn martial arts, he specifically searched for what should be supplemented after practicing martial arts.

  As long as my son is at home, I want to cook different dishes every day.

  It is helpful for martial arts training and can also make my son like it.

  "I understand. I just don't love you anymore. Don't ask. If you ask, it means I loved you." "

  I'll make it for you later."

  "Okay!"

  After working for nearly an hour, Jiang Yongyi shouted when the last dish of pork ribs and radish soup was served on the table.

  "Here I am." Jiang Yanyue is always the first to come to the table. The sweet and sour pork ribs on the table are the closest to her. "Dad, I know you love me the most."

  "No, I just loved you."

  "Pfft, pfft, pfft, I'm just talking nonsense. You are a big man and don't bear grudges. Hehe, let me satisfy my craving first."

  Jiang Yanyue's hands were very quick. She picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it into her mouth to chew slowly. Her bright eyes narrowed into a line at this moment.

  "Eat slowly, Lizhi, it's time to eat."

  "Coming."

  When Xu Lizhi finished tidying up the room and came out, an adult and two children were already sitting at the table waiting for her. She took out her cell phone and transferred some money to Jiang Shu's WeChat, saying, "Mom needs money for her business recently. The savings in the bank haven't expired yet, so I'll give you 5,000 yuan first. Is that enough?"

  Although her son's academic performance has not been very good, he has basically never made them angry since he was a child.

  After practicing martial arts, I felt a kind of maturity that was hard to describe, as if I had grown up a lot all of a sudden.

  Therefore, when he asks for money, as a mother, I must fully support him.

  However, until now, his parents still don't know what their son needs the money for.

  Although, my son is still a senior in high school.

  "That's enough. Thank you, Mom and Dad."

  Without looking at his phone, he scooped a bowl of pork rib soup for each of his parents. Then he stood up and filled a bowl of rice for himself, picked up a piece of pork ribs and started eating immediately.

  Five thousand was transferred, but the three people acted as if nothing had happened.

  Only Jiang Yanyue, who was standing aside, was stunned.

  How many?

  Five thousand?

  The sweet and sour pork ribs in my mouth suddenly lost their flavor.

  Sure enough, I just loved it.

  Her pocket money has never exceeded fifty yuan!

  The baby is suffering, but the baby won't say anything. The baby wants to eat another bite of sweet and sour pork ribs.

  Jiang Yanyue turned her grief and anger into motivation and ate two pieces in a row.

  Even if it doesn't smell good, you've got to eat it!

  And eat a lot.

  Don't leave any piece for that bastard Jiang Shu!

  You already have 5,000 yuan, but you still have the nerve to take your own 800 yuan red envelope.

  He even lied to his own sister!

  He deserves to die.

  "Lizhi, have you noticed that the price of meat has gone up again?" Jiang Yongyi took a sip of pork rib soup and said, "And I've seen that some good liquors on the market have also gone up in price."

  For ordinary people, food, clothing, housing and transportation are always the topics they care about most.

  "What's wrong?"

  "I think it's related to martial arts. All meat has basically gone up in price. Chicken and duck are better, but pork, mutton, beef and fish have basically gone up in price by 10%. So I'm actually becoming more and more convinced of Xiao Shu's judgment. Our country will definitely promote martial arts vigorously in the future. Now martial arts are like the pig on the vent of the wind. Whoever can stand firm will be the first to take off."

  Jiang Yongyi glanced at his son. Ever since his son said he wanted to switch to a martial arts major and practice martial arts. As a father, he is basically concerned about the changes in the domestic martial arts environment.

  "But Xiao Shu, don't have to put too much pressure on yourself. Your dad also knows that to practice martial arts, you need connections and some method of cultivation. We have nothing, so we can just take a ride. If you can get into an undergraduate program with this, that would be the best. If you fail and go to a junior college, that's okay too."

  "Your parents saved a lot of money in the past, so your life won't be hard in the future."

  "Dad, I will work hard."

  Without saying that he had already achieved some success in the horse stance, Jiang Shu served a large bowl of pork rib soup.

  Things are done in secrecy, and surprises always have to wait until the last moment to be revealed.

  Lunch ended as the family chatted. Jiang Shu stood up and cleared the table, then put on an apron and washed the dishes in the kitchen. Jiang Yanyue saw her parents returning to their room, tiptoed closer, and lowered her voice with some flattery: "Brother."

  "What's wrong?"

  "Hehe, mom and dad have given you 5,000 yuan, so when can you return 800 yuan to the cutest and most well-behaved sister?"

  She had originally planned to pretend to be big in front of her elder brother and help him in times of need, which moved him to tears.

  Unexpectedly, my brother was so calm that he wasn't really moved.

  My parents gave me another big bonus, five thousand yuan.

  When did the three of them discuss this? How come I don't know anything about it?

  Now, I can't even help you in times of need, and I can't even add icing on the cake.

  Jiang Shu was very happy.

  What about myself?

  Delicious snacks, no more.

  The cute doll is gone.

  In the future, I'm afraid I won't even be willing to add anything to my milk tea.

  No, there's no more milk tea!

  There is nothing left!

  Thinking of this, Jiang Yanyue couldn't help but feel sad. Now she only hopes that her brother can have some conscience and return the eight hundred yuan that does not belong to him to its original owner.

  At this time, hot water was poured into the sink, and the oil on the plate slowly spread out.

  Jiang Shu glanced at his sister and said, "Have you ever seen a food bucket that can spit out food after filling it up?"

  "Ahhhhh, Jiang Shu, I'm going to fight you!"

  ...

  The day and night time of the Dajing Dynasty is exactly opposite to that of Xuanxing.

  It was the hour of Mao, about six in the morning, different from the clear sky on Xuanxing. The sky of this world seems to be always dark.

  Even the rising red sun seemed to have reached the end of its life, and the sunlight shone weakly on Pingling County.

  Jiang Shu's figure appeared in a small hut of no more than a dozen square meters made of earth.

  He sat on the bed, then stood up and glanced around the room, making sure that no hair under any of the furnishings had been moved.

  Only then did he relax, check the slightly long wig on his head, change into a half-worn jacket, and put the fine silver specially bought from Xuanxing Gold Shop into small bags sewn in advance on the jacket.

  Afterwards, he stuffed three small bags of lime powder into his sleeves, inserted the electric baton behind his back, and pushed the door open and walked out.

  Here.

  The outer city of Pingling County, Qushe Lane.

  (End of this chapter)

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  𝟨𝟫sʜᴜx.ᴄᴏᴍ-+  Chapter 4: Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School

  in Snake Lane. ★😝 ６❾Ⓢ𝔥𝔲x.ᶜｏᵐ 🍬🐙The

  alley is winding and crowded with hundreds of families.

  Every morning, an old man would come pushing a night-scented incense cart, and the lingering scent filled the entire alley and lingered for a long time.

  Jiang Shu has lived here for more than two months and has long been accustomed to all this. He looked calm, held his breath, and walked out quickly.

  It is located at the southernmost part of the outer city of Pingling County and is under the jurisdiction of the Green Snake Gang. Anyone who walked out of the alley and wanted to set up a stall in the county town to work had to pay fifty cents to the Green Snake Gang every month.

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  For the lowest-level people whose monthly salary is only about one or two hundred coins, handing over fifty coins is like being cut by a blunt knife. Although it is not fatal, it will cause bleeding.

  But no one dared to resist.

  Because the leader of the Green Snake Gang is a true warrior!

  A warrior at the skin-grinding realm!

  "Old man Li, you should go to the escort agency to sweep the floor this time. The monthly wage is only eighty cents. I think you should come to our Green Snake Gang to sweep the floor. We will give you fifty cents a month, and you don't have to pay the regular fee. You can earn an extra twenty cents a month. What, you don't agree? Do you think we won't even give you fifty cents? Speak up!"

  At the entrance of Qushe Alley, members of the Green Snake Gang who came here every month to collect the regular fee cursed.

  The leader was named Zhao Tai. Two months ago, he got this lucrative position because his sister caught the eye of the gang leader and became his concubine.

  Old man Li's legs were shaking and he stammered, but he didn't dare to say anything.

  Jiang Shu frowned, walked quickly forward, and threw half a penny of silver into the bamboo basket containing copper coins. The sound of the silver and copper coins colliding was crisp and loud, successfully attracting the attention of several people from the Green Snake Gang.

  "Oh, isn't this Master Qin's disciple? Instead of studying those few volumes of your crappy books, you want to stand out for others? You nerd, I'm afraid you don't know that Master Qin has already caught the eye of the Gao family in the inner city, and he will be a private school teacher in the Gao family next month. Now, I guess he has no intention of teaching and is busy packing his luggage every day."

  "I think you might as well come to our Green Snake Gang to empty the chamber pot and keep Old Man Li company. Emptying the chamber pot more often can also make you look more manly. Reading? Reading is useless. Those brothel girls can't read. They are already sixteen or seventeen years old. They can't be virgins, right? Hahaha." "

  If Master Qin wants to go, that will be a matter for later."

  Jiang Shu spoke coldly, but his foot kicked Old Man Li inadvertently, indicating that he should pay the money and leave quickly. When he first came here, Jiang Shuke got all the information from Old Man Li. This love must be remembered.

  Others are afraid of Zhao Tai, but he is not.

  He is greedy for wine and lustful, and his steps are unsteady.

  For Jiang Shu, who is able to sense qi and blood and has a strength of over 300 kilograms, such a person cannot withstand a single punch from him.

  "Reading? Hahahaha..." Zhao Tai laughed wildly. His original name was Zhao Da. After he gained power, he found an old scholar to change his name. Is reading useful? If reading is useful, then why did the old scholar who changed his name at that time tremble so much, fearing that he would be dissatisfied!

  "What's wrong with being able to write? Our hall master can't read a single word, but who dares to say he's not manly? I think you'd better crawl into my crotch and feel the real manliness. Come on, crawl over here!"

  Zhao Tai spread his legs and looked at Jiang Shu with eyes like a jackal in the jungle teasing a rabbit.

  He had been staring at Jiang Shu for a long time, and his skin was white and tender. Although he doesn't have that kind of hobby, Master Zheng likes it. If you prepare the tender skin and send it over, and get a reward from Hall Master Zheng, you can walk all over this area with ease!

  Before, this rabbit was a student of Master Qin. He was covered with a good tiger skin, so he didn't dare to go too far.

  But now, Master Qin is about to leave the outer city.

  This fair and tender rabbit that has lost its power can be played however you want!

  "Master Zhao, Master Zhao, Jiang is young and doesn't know much. I will go to the Green Snake Gang tomorrow. I will sweep the floor and let him empty the chamber pot."

  Old man Li, who had not left yet, felt something was wrong when he heard Zhao Tai's words. He wrapped his rough, calloused hands around Jiang Shu's hand, and turned around to beg for mercy: "Everyone is waiting to go to work. Master Zhao, please be magnanimous. We will report to the hall tomorrow and make you proud."

  "Bah, who the hell are you..."

  "Master Zhao, Master Zhao, we are nothing, just let us go. Everyone is in a hurry to work, we can't delay, we really can't delay."

  "Damn it, bring the kid to report tomorrow. I don't need to teach you how to do things. Get out!"

  Seeing more and more people at the entrance of Qushe Alley and old man Li begging for mercy, Zhao Tai suppressed his anger and kicked him out. The work really cannot be delayed. The monthly allowance collected is like cutting meat with a blunt knife. If people are unable to do their work and the public becomes angry, he may not be able to control it.

  The hall masters and their companions are martial artists with great circulation of Qi and blood, and they can defeat a thousand alone.

  He is not Zhao Tai.

  As for drilling the crotch. I just told them to get out today.

  See you tomorrow, that's tomorrow's business.

  "Mr. Zhao, you drink a lot."

  Old man Li didn't dare to rub the place where he was kicked. He looked grateful and quickly pulled Jiang Shu out of the crowd.

  "A scholar, what a waste. Even though he has read books, he is still a loser who can be bullied by anyone. If it weren't for old man Li, he would have been forced to crawl under your crotch today. He is already in a place like Qushe Alley, and he still wants to be a scholar? Pah!" Zhao Tai spat on the ground, kicked the bamboo basket, sat on the stool, and said, "Put the copper coins in one by one, who dares to put less, hum."

  One of the gang members nearby came up and pressed Zhao Tai's shoulders, flattering him, "Brother Zhao thinks too highly of him, it is a blessing for him to crawl under your crotch. Is your crotch something that ordinary people can crawl under? A few days ago, I saw a prostitute in Yunquefang. She was so charming, she is suitable for crawling under your crotch, Brother Zhao."

  "Damn it. I told you to read more books but you didn't believe me. Those in Yunquefang are prostitutes. They are a den of money! If you don't have a few taels of real money, you can't even drink tea if you go in." Looking at the group of ordinary and ignorant gang members around him, Zhao Tai was in a good mood. His confidence rose all of a sudden, and he said proudly: "Of course, I have been to such a den of money once."

  "Hey, Brother Zhao is indeed wise and brave. I don't have Brother Zhao's ability. I'm still a rookie. I just want to save money to have fun in the alleys. Which prostitute is good? Brother Zhao, please give me some advice." "

  Tsk, we are brothers, what advice do you mean. There is a prostitute in Bicao Lane that I am familiar with, but I am a little tired of her after a long time. Come with me later, and I will take you, a rookie, to see what "two dragons playing with a pearl" means."

  "Brother Zhao is generous. It's my turn to be on duty at the gambling house this afternoon. It will be after the hour of Xu when I go there."

  "Damn it, if you want to go to the gambling house, just go to the gambling house. And you're on duty there. Do you think you're eating government food? Got it. I'll go later too. I'll be at the third room from the end in Bicao Lane. I'll leave the door open for you."

  The Green Snake Gang members laughed, not noticing what was behind them.

  Jiang Shu, who was dragged out of the crowd by Old Man Li, stood sideways and stayed for a long time until he listened to the whole conversation carefully.

  "Brother Jiang, don't bear a grudge against what Master Zhao said today. Don't show it on your face if you bear a grudge. Tomorrow you will go with the old man to sweep the floor and empty the chamber pot in the hall. The old man knows that you are a good student and can't do such menial work. The old man can do this job. You just need to go over there, and when Master Zhao mentions it, just say that you emptied the chamber pot."

  Pulling Jiang Shu's sleeve, Old Man Li said in a low voice, rubbing his calf.

  He had fled from another county to escape famine. He just took a nap on the way, and when he woke up, the girl was gone.

  As for his son, he had known him before the famine…

  If his son was still alive, would his grandson also be as well-mannered and studious as Brother Jiang…

  Old man Li couldn't help shedding tears from the corners of his eyes, he clearly remembered the first time he met Jiang Shu.

  That time, he got up early as usual, and the door of the mud house opposite, which had been uninhabited, was unexpectedly open. A young man who was obviously a scholar walked out and called him, "Old man."

  For a refugee like him, even a little bit of respect would be unforgettable.

  "Uncle Li, you should have just left today and not stopped me."

  Jiang Shu sighed.

  In his eyes, all of Zhao Tai's troubles were just a punch. Kill Zhao Tai and leave immediately. Even if the Green Snake Gang mobilized all its forces to search, as long as he went to the inner city, he would be able to return to Xuanxing safely in just twelve hours.

  But when Old Man Li turned around, he couldn't throw the punch.

  He can leave, but old man Li may lose his life here.

  "Kid, if I don't stop you and you don't crawl into my crotch, then Master Zhao will really beat you. They use leather strips soaked in salt water to beat people. You don't know, you haven't seen it. Your tender flesh can't withstand such a beating."

  Having lived in Qushe Lane for so many years, he knew very well what the Green Snake Gang was like.

  When this happened to someone else, he would just pretend not to see it. This is the way the world is. What can an old vagrant like him do?

  But Brother Jiang...the kindness you've shown him over the past two months is really genuine.

  He didn't show any disgust and would bring himself some wine and food from the outer city from time to time.

  How could she bear to let Brother Jiang, who was like this, empty the chamber pot for those filthy people?

  Just go there yourself.

  Anyway, I don't come from a good family, and I have done this kind of thing countless times.

  Feeling the concern in Old Man Li's voice.

  Jiang Shu stood there, and in the end there were many things he couldn't say.

  "Kid, if you don't want to go to the Green Snake Gang, then don't go. Just go and read some books. The less you learn with Master Qin, the better. You must cherish them."

  "Okay."

  Old man Li did not take the usual route to the escort agency.

  Jiang Shu watched Old Man Li leave, looked back deeply at the entrance of Qushe Lane, and then walked towards the inner city.

  Pingling County is divided into inner city and outer city.

  The outer city, the slums of Pingling County, is mostly populated by civilians from the county and refugees from outside. The county government and the wealthy families looked down upon this small amount of money and simply handed over the outer city to the gangs to manage.

  The inner city is the real Pingling County seat.

  The thick city wall, paved entirely with blue bricks, stands tall like a crawling giant beast. Outside the wall, there is a moat that is ten meters wide, which clearly separates the city from the outer city.

  At this time, it was already Chenshi.

  Jiang Shu walked very quickly, crossed the suspension bridge and entered the inner city.

  Unlike the narrow and dirty alleys in the outer city, the streets in the inner city are paved with stone bricks and are spacious and clean. On both sides of the long street, some small vendors set up early, selling various daily necessities and rare items that are hard to find in the outer city.

  Looking far away, at the end, there is a huge square. In the middle of the square, there stands a huge stone wall, on which are engraved all the major events that have taken place since the founding of Pingling County to the present day.

  Stopping here, Jiang Shu did not look at the major events in the county, but looked towards the corner of the stone wall, where a simple map of the inner city was engraved.

  After identifying the direction, he walked towards the east.

  There were a total of seven martial arts schools in the inner city that Jiang Shu had found out about. Every martial arts school has its own strengths.

  The White Crane Martial Arts School teaches the White Crane Breathing Method and the White Crane Entering the Clouds Posture. After practicing for a long time, the body becomes light and the figure becomes as ethereal as a crane.

  The Xuangui Martial Arts School teaches the Xuangui breathing method and the Xuangui Back Mountain Posture. After practicing for a long time, your breath will be long-lasting and it has the effect of maintaining health.

  Antelope Martial Arts School, teaches the Antelope Breathing Method and the Antelope Leaping Stance. After long-term practice, you will become very fast and have amazing jumping ability.

  Different from Xuan Xing's martial arts, the standing practice here will be combined with breathing techniques, which can help build strength faster and step into the real martial arts.

  White Crane, Turtle and Antelope are all excellent martial arts schools.

  The breathing techniques and stance exercises taught should be better than the horse stance that he is learning now.

  Especially the white crane and the spiral turtle, one is ethereal and has a fairy-like air, and the other may prolong one's life by several years.

  But no matter how good the image is or how long the life is.

  How can it compare to the real means of killing!

  In his mind, he recalled the scene where old man Li staggered as he walked today, and the scene where he almost knelt down under Zhao Tai and begged for mercy. Jiang Shu narrowed his eyes and walked very quickly.

  Cross three streets and a small square.

  At the easternmost end, a large bungalow compound covering a vast area came into his sight.

  There were still twenty or so steps to go, but the whistling sounds of people practicing martial arts could already be heard.

  "To join the martial arts school, you will receive ten taels of silver."

  Standing at the door was a boy about ten years old.

  There were eight words written on the white cloth on the erected black pole.

  On the other side, there was a scale, ready to weigh the silver brought by the visitors.

  Jiang Shu glanced at the four characters on the plaque of the compound, and after confirming that they were correct, he pieced together some scraps of silver from his jacket.

  The boy took it, weighed out the ten taels of silver, and took out a receipt from the side, waiting for Jiang Shu to sign and seal it.

  Jiang Shu took the pen, dipped it in the brush, and signed skillfully.

  Step into the martial arts hall.

  Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School.

  Teach the hungry tiger breathing method and the hungry tiger sitting posture. After practicing for a long time, the breath will be surging and the punches and kicks will be fierce.

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  𝟨𝟫𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙭.𝙘𝙤𝙢-+  Chapter 5: Posture Training and Breathing Techniques

  In a courtyard that is three or four hundred square meters in size, more than thirty people are practicing. ♢🐚 ➅❾ร𝒽Ｕ𝓍.Ć𝕠๓ 😳♖Grab

  with fists and feet, and hold the stone plate high.

  With Jiang Shu's current vision, he can clearly see that, except for a few of them, all the other thirty people have reached the realm of Qi and blood transportation.

  At this level, you no longer need cotton clothes to keep warm.

  Between movement and stillness, the qi and blood surge like waves, and the limbs and a large spine move vertically and horizontally like a fully drawn bow, showing full momentum.

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  He looked for a long time before taking off his jacket, carefully wrapping the small bag of lime powder and the electric baton, and placing them on the edge of the yard.

  Although these punches and kicks are not exquisite, they are obviously more murderous than the martial arts moves in the previous life and on Xuanxing.

  Jiang Shu fought and learned at the same time, and headed towards an empty place. He turned his body suddenly, approached in an instant, and stretched out his palms and turned them into claws, all in one go.

  "Mr. Qiu has gotten up. Please be quiet."

  Suddenly, there was a creaking sound from the door of the room on the south side of the yard, and the door opened a little.

  A pretty maid ran out, her voice a little soft.

  After hearing this, the apprentices who were practicing martial arts in the yard all stopped at a very fast speed, adjusted their breathing, and stood quietly in place.

  All the martial arts schools in the county rarely accept formal disciples.

  Basically all they accepted were apprentices, who wore ordinary training clothes and practiced martial arts in the outer courtyard.

  One has to pay ten taels of silver per month as a martial arts training fee, and can only listen to the master's teachings every three to five days.

  "My surname is Qiu. You can call me Master Qiu or Old Qiu."

  The voice came out before the person arrived.

  The old voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears, beating the eardrums.

  The door of the room was fully opened at this moment.

  The old man walked out slowly, his body slightly hunched, and he looked only about 1.6 meters tall.

  But every step he took shook Jiang Shu's mind, just like a skinny hungry tiger walking towards a sheep.

  "The way of martial arts is like climbing a high mountain or wading through deep water. Without great willpower and courage, one cannot climb to the top or wade into the depths. Even for the first level of skin grinding, one must practice standing meditation for a long time, breathe for a long time, move qi and blood, and strengthen the skin."

  "Come on, let me demonstrate today."

  As soon as Mr. Qiu finished speaking.

  An apprentice in black training clothes walked out quickly, holding a stone plate in front of his chest.

  The stone plate weighed about 500 kilograms. The apprentice practiced the standing meditation, took root on the ground, united his waist and horse, moved the qi and blood, and with a loud shout, he lifted the stone plate directly to his chest.

  Under the puzzled gazes of several new apprentices, Qiu Lao stretched out his seemingly skinny arm, formed his five fingers into claws, and struck the stone plate.

  There was no change on the stone plate, only a slight sound.

  Without any pause, the second time.

  The stone plate trembled, and where the fingers fell on the edge, five finger prints were extremely clear.

  The third time.

  Several cracks appeared on the stone plate, and in the center, there were five half-inch deep finger holes, which was horrifying.

  "Everyone who comes here knows that standing still is divided into three stages: Qi and blood sensing, Qi and blood transportation, and Qi and blood circulation throughout the body. The corresponding strengths are three hundred pounds, six hundred pounds, and nine hundred pounds!"

  "And after the Qi and blood circulate, a mysterious force will gradually form in the body. By circulating the force and forming a membrane on our skin, we reach the first realm of martial arts, the skin grinding realm. This realm is also divided into three stages: cowhide, stone skin, and iron skin. Newcomers can come up one by one to take a look and study it carefully."

  Without too much explanation of the differences between the small realms, the stone plate has given the best answer.

  Mr. Qiu stood aside with his hands behind his back.

  Jiang Shu took the first step forward, touched the finger hole, and subconsciously put his finger in.

  There was still a trace of residual heat in the finger hole. He felt the real touch of the extremely rough finger hole, and the fine stone powder stuck to his fingers.

  In The Legend of the Condor Heroes, even Wang Chongyang, the best in the world, could not carve words on the stone wall.

  But in this world, being able to penetrate a stone plate with one's finger is only the first realm of martial arts.

  If I had reached this level, I would have killed Zhao Tai with a punch on the spot. Even if the leader of the Green Snake Gang came, would he dare to say a word?

  Microdermabrasion.

  Cowhide, stone skin, iron skin.

  This is the real martial arts!

  It's not just a simple increase in strength!

  The state of skin polishing has such power.

  On top of the microdermabrasion.

  In this world, the wonders of martial arts may be close to supernatural powers!

  Jiang Shu's blood boiled, and he forcibly suppressed his inner desire for strength. He took a few steps back, leaving the opportunity to feel the stone plate to other apprentices.

  "You guys, some are learning. New apprentices, step out and learn the breathing method and sitting stance from me for half an hour. The rest of you, stand by and practice stance."

  "Everyone, stand five feet apart and squat."

  A quarter of an hour later, seeing that the newcomers had already felt the ability of the warriors, Old Qiu spoke again.

  "Every martial arts school's stance has its own object of visualization."

  "In our Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School, the Hungry Tiger Sitting Cave Stance is about imagining yourself as a supreme ferocious tiger that has been hungry for days, sitting cross-legged in a cave, with patience, and about to explode."

  "Follow my breathing!"

  Mr. Qiu, who has been practicing stance for who knows how many years, squatted like a ferocious tiger.

  The sound of breathing was long and deep, and was particularly clear in the silent training ground.

  Breathe…inhale…breath…inhale.

  Jiang Shu, who had already mastered the horse stance and was able to sense his own qi and blood, looked at Old Qiu's figure and gradually found the rhythm of the hungry tiger breathing method, squatting like a tiger with his waist and hips united.

  "You, stop, go over there, and let your senior brother teach you how to practice standing meditation later, so that you can lay a solid foundation first."

  Not all newcomers can find the rhythm like Jiang Shu.

  In less than a quarter of an hour, Mr. Qiu finished his training and pointed at a fat boy among the new apprentices, signaling him to go to the edge of the yard.

  The fat boy's face turned red, and he knew that his breathing was disordered.

  At this time, everyone in the yard was practicing the Hungry Tiger Breathing Technique, and it was easy to tell whose breathing was disordered.

  After a while, all the newcomers who had arrived in the past five days walked to the other side with red faces, leaving Jiang Shu the only one who was trying hard to hold on.

  In his mind, a panel slowly emerged:

  Jiang Shu -

  Hungry Tiger Breathing Method: Introduction (6/1000)

  Hungry Tiger Sitting in the Cave: Introduction (9/1000)

  "Okay, stop for a moment and take care of the newcomer."

  Jiang Shu stood there for an unknown amount of time with his eyes closed, only to lose his temper when he heard Qiu Lao's voice in his ears. He almost sat down on the ground.

  A strong feeling of hunger arises from the intestines, making a low rumbling sound.

  "Every martial arts school has its own unique stance and breathing method. But stance and breathing method alone are not enough. After all, they are available in the black market in the county. Why are there so many people who come to the martial arts school to learn martial arts?"

  "That's because of the secret medicine! Whether it is stance or breathing method, they are all about moving qi and blood. Without enough meat to supplement, it will only damage the body and weaken the qi and blood."

  "But meat is hard to come by. The meat in the entire Pingling County is basically in the county government office and in the wealthy households. If common people want to buy some meat, the price is as high as the martial arts training fee in the martial arts school! And if you join the martial arts school and use the secret medicine of our Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School, it can not only make up for the soreness of the skin, flesh, tendons and bones after practicing standing breathing, but also strengthen the qi and blood. One serving is equivalent to ten kilograms of meat!" "

  Of course, what you are drinking now is just the broth diluted with the secret medicine. But even so, this soup will never be sold outside!"

  Old Qiu shouted loudly with a long breath.

  As soon as the voice fell, two maids came out of the room carrying a wooden barrel.

  The unique aroma of the secret medicine broth wafted through the yard, whetting the appetite of every apprentice.

  Under the gaze of the maid, the apprentices lined up, and each of them poured just enough broth into a bowl, not daring to let the soup overflow.

  "Within half an hour after drinking the secret medicine soup, practice the Hungry Tiger Sitting Posture, and you will get twice the result with half the effort!"

  After walking around the entire courtyard several times and seeing that none of the more than 30 apprentices made any trouble, Old Qiu said slowly:

  "For martial arts, there are training methods, nurturing methods, and fighting methods."

  "Standing method is training, and breathing method is nurturing. After you finish this round of Hungry Tiger Sitting Posture, I will show you the fighting methods of our martial arts school."

  "The tiger has only three killing moves." "

  Pounce."

  "Lift."

  "Cut."