Chapter 29 - 29 29 Ancient Martial Inheritor Miao Ruolan

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29: Chapter 29 Ancient Martial Inheritor Miao Ruolan 29: Chapter 29 Ancient Martial Inheritor Miao Ruolan The Miao surname is quite rare. But in this county, there’s a family with the Miao surname that is very famous. “Isn’t that right? It’s the Huashi Bridge one. The Miao Family is known for martial arts. My Dian Dian is such a tomboy, always fighting. She gets along really well with Miao Ruolan...” The Miao Family, Miao Ruolan! Ripples stirred in Lin Xiaosu’s heart... The Miao Family, an Ancient Martial Family. In Daxia Country, there are not many Ancient Martial Families left, in fact, they are very rare. Why? Because throughout the dynasties, Ancient Martial Families were always very taboo. In ancient times, “committing offenses with the prowess of martial arts” became synonymous with defiance. As Daxia Country entered the civilized era, the absolute main theme was rule by law, and it was no longer an era of constant fighting. Martial arts gradually lost their significance. Those Ancient Martial Families also became restrained, never publicly boasting about their martial arts skills. On the contrary, they consciously downplayed their martial arts heritage to blend in with the masses as much as possible. Otherwise, every one of their descendants would become the focus of attention and their lives would be impossible to live, right? For a long time, the Miao Family lived an idyllic life in Huashi Bridge Village, indistinguishable from the ordinary rural folk. It was a chance occurrence that brought this Ancient Martial Family to the surface. That was thirty years ago, when Miao Ruolan’s father, Miao Sanqiang, came into conflict with a local bully in the village. Taking advantage of being a local, the bully, along with his entourage of more than a dozen people, intended to force the Miao Family who immigrated here from Xiao Xiang Province seventy years ago out of Huashi Bridge. At the time, Miao Sanqiang was still young, and in his youthful vigor, he stood up against them. In front of many villagers, he performed a martial arts spectacle. Those hoodlums armed with clubs and knives were thrown by him, one by one, into a sewage ditch ten meters away. When the bully tried to sneak attack from the back, Miao Sanqiang caught his wrist with a reversal and with a slight exertion of force, the bully’s wrist bones shattered. This powerful grasp truly shook the entire county. To crush an adult man’s wrist bones with a mere grip, how strong must that be? Because of this, he compensated the bully’s family with a pig for medical expenses, but also because of this, the Miao Family was no longer bullied by anyone. Lin Xiaosu suddenly developed an interest in Ancient Martial arts due to his own peculiarities. Everyone knew that physical fitness was Lin Xiaosu’s weak point. Number 88 knew, Chang Ye knew, even Xinyue was aware. Of course, he was even more aware of it himself. While at 101, he had considered if he should explore genetic transformation. Had it been before, he would have dismissed the thought because the cost of genetic transformation was astronomical – he didn’t know the specific amount, but with a little thought, it surely wasn’t something a few plots of vegetables could sustain. But by joining Qianlong, everything became possible. As long as he performed outstandingly, a free genetic modification by Qianlong was indeed possible. However, after thorough reading of the “Profound Emperor’s Inner Scripture,” he hesitated. The “Profound Emperor’s Inner Scripture” offers an exceedingly high-end, mysterious positioning of the human body. In this system, the human body is like the universe; every meridian, every breath, every organ is a component of this cosmic system. Various complex and subtle organs operate flawlessly together, making up an almost impeccable human body. Its essence was to expound its medical theory. But Lin Xiaosu focused on the theory’s foundation: the human body is perfect as it is. By developing the body, one can naturally break through various limitations and amplify human potential step by step. “Genetic Principles,” on the other hand, ran counter to this theory, a completely different direction. It wasn’t about developing oneself but about stimulating the body with foreign genes. Genetic transformation has fatal flaws. Because it breaks the balance, it disrupts the natural evolution of the human body. If you accept the basic theoretical framework of the “Profound Emperor’s Inner Scripture” – “the human body is inherently perfect,” then you should not allow such chaotic addition of foreign materials. Lin Xiaosu’s theory was not yet fully formed. He could not judge which of these two theories was superior, so he wanted to wait and see, not blindly follow the trend. Not following the trend also meant that he was currently opposed to genetic transformation. However, rejecting genetic transformation also meant that he could not improve his physical shortcoming. And now, a new method of improvement appeared... Ancient Martial Arts! Ancient Martial Arts are Inner Family Martial Arts that maximize the strength and power of the flesh without destroying its genetic integrity. He didn’t need a very strong body, just one that wouldn’t be a significant drag on his eyesight and reaction speed! “Second Aunt, I’ll go tomorrow. I’ll talk to her since I have to go to the county town anyway,” Lin Xiaosu said. “That would be great. These troubled times have made me quite anxious; I’ve let my vegetable garden grow weeds. I need to be busy for a few days,” the Second Aunt happily responded and went back home without worrying about her daughter anymore. The next day, Lin Xiaosu went to the county town. In Nancheng Development Zone, he arrived at the familiar Martial Arts Hall. Today happened to be the weekend, and there were children taking classes in the Martial Arts Hall. The gatekeeper, an old man, was very polite, opening the side door for him and offering a cigarette, “Little Su, Director Zhou has said several times that he wanted to invite you for a meal. You’re here today, so it’s perfect.” “Uncle, you recognize me?” Lin Xiaosu declined his cigarette, a bit surprised. “Wasn’t there a child who was kidnapped last time? Thanks to you, the child was rescued. I was there that day,” the old man casually clipped the declined cigarette on his ear. “Uncle, you have a really good memory; it’s been such a long time.” “Hehe, that’s the knack of a gatekeeper. Not to hide it from you, standing on this street, day in and day out, I remember pretty much everybody...” The gatekeeper showed a mouthful of nicotine-stained teeth, quite proud of himself. “Pretty much everybody” is a local expression, meaning approximately or quite close... “Uncle, did that teacher named Miao Ruolan come today?” “She did! Let me check if she’s teaching...” “Can I go in and have a look?” Lin Xiaosu said. The uncle chuckled: “It definitely wouldn’t be okay for others, but it’s different for little Su. You’re the hero who saved the kid, you definitely wouldn’t harm the children...” Lin Xiaosu went in. It was quite different from ordinary schools. Ordinary schools are for academic teaching; classrooms have desks and blackboards. Here they teach fighting; the classrooms only have training equipment. And the spacious outdoor sports field largely serves as the lecture platform. More than thirty kids were formed in a circle, and in the middle of the circle was a girl who somewhat overturned Lin Xiaosu’s understanding. Was she Miao Ruolan? Lin Xiaosu had never met Miao Ruolan, only heard of her, heard that she is a direct heir of an Ancient Martial Family. Naturally, an image of a valiant woman came to mind in his head. She must at least be like Hu Ya to live up to the reputation of a direct heir of the Ancient Martial Family, right? However, seeing her now, it was completely overturned... She was only about 1.5 meters tall, very slender, with two braided pigtails, and her face still seemed to carry a childlike innocence; a very ordinary outline—judging by looks alone, six out of ten points at most, the type that gets lost in the crowd on the street... “Students!” Her voice was light, just three words. The children around her were giggling and frolicking; her voice was like a mosquito’s buzz. The children didn’t hear her, and she herself turned red with embarrassment and raised her voice: “Students, listen to me!” The children quieted down a bit, but the noise persisted. Miao Ruolan said: “Today I will teach you all to practice the horse stance. The horse stance is key to practicing kung fu...” A child interrupted her: “Teacher, before, Teacher Li taught us martial arts!” “This is also martial arts, the basics of martial arts,” Miao Ruolan’s face turned even redder: “Watch me demonstrate!” Her tiptoe lightly scored across the ground as she assumed a horse stance. Lin Xiaosu’s eyes widened in shock, his heart throbbing... A light movement, but to his eyes, it was shockingly moving. As if water flowing over land, extremely natural, extremely light. As her tiptoe scored across, the cement dust on the ground rose, just as lightly as her movement. However, as soon as her horse stance was set, the dust—previously as light as clouds in a valley—suddenly fell, forming a Tai Chi pattern. This was not a natural fall of dust, this was under her control; to put it more mystically: one horse stance established her domain within a three-meter radius! Within this domain, even the air must obey her. What kind of mastery was this? This effortless yet also weighty movement had a more profound impact on him than Genetic People did. “Director Zhou, this teacher of yours... not good!” A female voice came from the office next to them. Lin Xiaosu’s gaze shifted toward that window, it was Old Zhou’s office where he was sitting across a tea table from a well-dressed young woman. “She... she is an Ancient Martial Inheritor; her family also taught her this way,” Old Zhou seemed a little embarrassed. “We send our children over, just to let them exercise, to strengthen their bodies, we didn’t think about learning martial arts. You’re running a Martial Arts Hall, not focusing on physical training but instead standing still like an idiot, what’s the point?” The young woman said: “if you continue like this, I will take my child back. The martial arts school in the east city has approached me several times.” “This... to be frank, I also think there’s a problem, but the situation is special, right? Li Diandian has not returned...” “Director Zhou, we know each other well, let me be blunt, I don’t think Li Diandian was good either! Even if she wasn’t great, replacing her with this Miao surname is even worse! Well then, let’s not make things difficult for you. I’ll take my child and go!” The young woman stood up. Old Zhou was anxious. This woman was not just any ordinary customer. She had quite some influence in Fengcheng, at least half of the students in the Martial Arts Hall were brought in by her. If she leaves, the student count would drop by half in the blink of an eye. Once the news spreads, the remaining half would hardly be retained. Without students, his Martial Arts Hall would truly be finished. “Miss Sun, Sister Sun... please sit! Please sit!” Old Zhou jumped up quickly: “Currently I’ve contacted a new teacher, we just haven’t settled on a salary, how about I ask him to come over tomorrow?” “Oh? What kind of teacher?” Miss Sun asked. “This teacher is quite something! He’s a name that can be called throughout the country, his martial arts have been featured on provincial TV, take a look, this is his profile...” From a ten-meter distance, Lin Xiaosu clearly saw the name that Old Zhou was showing to Ms. Sun: Li Gang. His hand moved, and he searched for Li Gang on his phone. Soon it came up. Li Gang, male, 36 years old, technical advisor at Jiangcheng Martial Arts Hall, postgraduate researcher at Jiangcheng Martial Arts Academy, 9th place winner at the National Martial Arts Competition, special sports commentator on Jiangcheng TV Station...

Chapter 29 - 29 29 Ancient Martial Inheritor Miao Ruolan

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