Chapter 13 - 12: So What if You Look Down on Me?

Chapter 13: Chapter 12: So What if You Look Down on Me?Qi Blood Sensing, Qi Blood Transport, the great circulation of Qi Blood throughout the body. Having trained in martial arts for nearly four months, he had finally reached the second stage. When Jiang Shu threw a punch, his Qi Blood surged throughout his body. In the moment he achieved Great Success in his Horse Stance, he could clearly feel the changes in his body. Strength, speed, coordination—all improved in an instant. A Martial Artist who reached the stage of Qi Blood Transport could exert a one-armed strength of 600 jin and move over a dozen meters in one second. If he were to return to Earth now and participate in sports competitions, he would dominate globally, becoming a formidable figure in both weightlifting and track and field. No wonder that ever since Xia Country had announced the transition of high school students to Martial Arts Students and the government’s order to practice the Horse Stance, they had unilaterally declared the very next day that they would no longer participate in any sports competitions on Xuanxing. At that time, Jiang Shu had only just been introduced to the Horse Stance and did not understand why. Now he suddenly realized that once Martial Arts were revived, the Spirit of sports had lost all its meaning. Even just Qi Blood Transport alone was nearly pushing human limits. What if one achieved the great circulation of Qi Blood throughout the body, or even became an official Martial Artist? Achieving Great Success in the Horse Stance, there seems to be no point in persisting further. Half an hour each day for standing practice to transport Qi Blood should suffice. The rest of my energy should be focused on the Hungry Tiger Stance and the breathing techniques, striving to perfect them soon and achieve the great circulation of Qi Blood throughout the body. Jiang Shu calculated inwardly. "Jiang Shu, my classmate said she’s bored at home and plans to take up Martial Arts, thinking of enrolling in a Martial Arts class. She’s already picked one and asked for my help to check it out, but I don’t understand these things. Hurry back! I’ll tell you, my classmate is really pretty!" In his pocket, the phone vibrated. Looking at the sprout-head Jiang Yantuan avatar, Jiang Shu felt somewhat speechless. "Jiang Yantuan, your brother has been practicing Martial Arts; he has no interest in women now." "PFFT! You really think I’d introduce her? I was just testing you to make sure you wouldn’t get any funny ideas later! Now that you’ve passed the test, hurry back!" "Might as well take a look for yourself. If the Martial Arts training class is truly good, you should enroll too. Even if you don’t reach a higher level, considering how cold it is this winter, practicing Martial Arts outside cannot compare to a training class with proper facilities." "As for Martial Arts practice, you guys go ahead. If you get into a situation you can’t handle, you can call me. I’ll be there right away," Jiang Shu quickly typed his reply. After training in Martial Arts, his mind was clear as crystal. But being someone who had transmigrated, and with his Qi Blood strengthened, his basic needs were even greater than those of an average high school student. It could only be said that now, compared to those youngsters, he had better control. Also, having experiences from a previous life, he knew all too well how troublesome women could be. Once entangled, not only would there be no extra help, but it could also impede his progress in Martial Arts training. As for the Martial Arts training classes? He had seen them himself. When he had achieved small success with the Horse Stance, he specifically visited three training classes in Ji City. However, without exception, every class was more sham than substance. They claimed to teach stance training, yet the coaches’ own stances were merely at an entry-level. The best one had only achieved small success, like himself. That was expected, as it had been less than two months since Xia Country announced the Horse Stance. Unless someone had started practicing stance early, how could a normal person achieve small success or even Great Success so quickly? Not everyone was like him, tirelessly persevering. Jiang Shu closed his eyes, imagining Mr. Li repeatedly emptying the night jar and sweeping the floor at the Green Snake Gang’s Poison Tooth Hall, picturing the scenes of his identity being discovered and being chased by a crowd of gang members and several leaders, cultivating a breath of deadly energy, sitting and breathing like a tiger. The Qi Blood Transport achieved through Great Success in the Horse Stance only allowed him to understand what Qi Blood Transport was. To truly possess the combat power of this realm, he still needed to wait until both the Hungry Tiger Stance and Hungry Tiger Breathing Method reached small success! 「Qingjiang Garden.」 "Yanyan, are we still waiting for your brother?" Sang Zhirou asked softly, sitting on the couch and tucking her hair behind her ear. She had a gentle nature and often blushed when talking to others. Her social interactions at school depended almost entirely on her best friend, Jiang Yanyue. Now, like Jiang Yanyue, she had passed the early entrance exam of Ji City’s top high school and was experiencing the most leisurely time of her life. She wondered whether learning Martial Arts might strengthen her Spirit. "I mean, seriously? In this kind of weather, instead of enrolling in a class, he insists on training outdoors, enduring hardship in the cold wind—such a madman. Let’s not wait for him; I’ll take you! He’s only practiced Martial Arts for a few months. Trusting his judgment? I’m afraid he might misguide you. We’ll just go to the Martial Arts training class you mentioned before!" "Yes, it’s definitely better to enroll in a class for Martial Arts training. On one hand, there are coaches and teachers; on the other, the atmosphere is also better. It’s just like our studies: the better the school and the better the class, the harder everyone works, and so the atmosphere is better..." Sang Zhirou’s voice grew fainter. She suddenly remembered her friend mentioning that her brother wasn’t particularly good at academics, and her words took an unconscious turn. "But then, it also depends on the person. Some people might have stronger self-learning abilities and are better suited for studying alone." "Right! He’s the one most suited to train alone in the cold wind. Why hasn’t he frozen to death yet!" Jiang Yanyue said through gritted teeth, thinking about the 800 yuan she would never retrieve. While speaking, she texted the address of a Martial Arts training class to Jiang Shu’s phone. "Little Sangberry, let’s go!" She turned off the air conditioning, picked up a scarf, and wrapped it around Sang Zhirou. She also put on her down jacket and her favorite furry hat, wrapping herself up tightly from head to toe. It’s almost March. Why hasn’t spring arrived yet! Jiang Yanyue felt a sense of despair inside her as she opened the door and faced the northern wind directly. A true warrior dares to face the bleak realities of life, daring to go out and take the bus in such weather! 「Ji City downtown, Gemini Towers.」 「Yang Ming Martial Arts Training Class!」 Today was the weekend, and the venue already had about twenty students like them, standing in stances and learning under the coach’s instruction. A receptionist in office attire immediately came up to them and said, "Hello, welcome to Yang Ming Martial Arts Training Class. Are you high school students? Would you like to enroll? We have both basic and advanced classes available here." "Training is always on weekends. The basic class mainly teaches Horse Stances and body strengthening, with sessions on Saturday and Sunday mornings. If you join the advanced class, you’ll also learn some fighting techniques. It’s very effective, especially for you girls. You should definitely enroll in the advanced class; once you learn fighting techniques, no pervert will dare harass you again." The receptionist spoke eloquently, her words flowing like a lotus blossom. "Yanyue, help me take a look. I feel like they all seem to be training pretty well," Sang Zhirou whispered, looking at the students who were already practicing their Horse Stances and tugging at Jiang Yanyue, who was feeling a bit frozen. "Hold on." After several minutes under the warm air of the heater, Jiang Yanyue, who had finally warmed up, cleared her throat and asked the receptionist, "How exactly do you teach the Horse Stance here?" She didn’t understand Martial Arts, but Jiang Shu had taught her a few days ago, mentioning something about fluctuating squat postures as if running like a horse, and an empty but poised bearing that unfolds the Spirit. But now, the students on the floor were just simply standing in Horse Stances, motionless! Nothing else! "Ah, I am not very knowledgeable about that. You can ask our coach." With an apologetic expression, the receptionist quickly trotted over to a coach dressed in a white training uniform and whispered to him. In a moment, the coach walked over. The coach was only about 1.7 meters tall. He struck a few poses, displaying his well-defined muscles. As he stood nearby, the receptionist began to explain. "You might not know this about our training class. Our boss, who previously studied abroad in Korea, is a genuine Taekwondo master from Korea, and he has won countless awards! He came back to Xia Country after rejecting various teaching offers in Korea when he heard our country had started endorsing Martial Arts again. He returned solely to establish this Martial Arts training class and uplift our nation’s Spirit." "This coach here was his senior back in Korea. Although he’s Korean, he came to Xia Country when he was young and understands our culture very well. His skills in Martial Arts are astonishing, capable of easily splitting several wooden boards!" After the receptionist finished, the coach in the white training uniform looked proud, as if expecting the girls to gasp in admiration at any moment. "PFFT! I knew it. All these Horse Stance poses are so weird. No wonder the coach isn’t even from Xia Country. Little Sangberry, where did you see this ad? It’s so unreliable," Jiang Yanyue said, full of disdain and reproach, pulling Sang Zhirou as she was about to leave. She already felt that the students’ stances were incorrect, and now this coach shows up claiming he teaches Korean Taekwondo. If it’s Taekwondo, then let it be Taekwondo. Why disguise it? Why ride on the trend? Who are they fooling? "You, don’t leave." Just as Jiang Yanyue and Sang Zhirou turned around to leave, the coach in the white training uniform furrowed his brows and, with quick steps, blocked their way. "Enrollment should be voluntary. What, are you planning on forced sales? This is Xia Country!" Jiang Yanyue was not frightened by him; despite the coach being muscular, there was little he could do in such a public setting. "Hmph, this is Xia Country, but I am a citizen of Korea! You have no right to say that my Horse Stance teaching is substandard. Apologize! Otherwise, you’re disrespecting our Korean Taekwondo, our Korean Martial Arts!" The coach blocked the entrance. Inside, many students who had been training for a long time stopped their stances and gathered around. They naturally sided with the training class, and many even pointed fingers at Jiang Yanyue and Sang Zhirou. Sang Zhirou’s face turned red instantly. She couldn’t stand such things and was momentarily stunned. Compared to her, Jiang Yanyue was much calmer. This number of students wasn’t even a tenth of the students who gathered when she gave speeches under the flagpole in the school playground. As for this seemingly formidable Taekwondo coach, she truly did not believe he would dare to lay a hand on two underage girls in Xia Country. Unless this man, weighing over a hundred jin, didn’t have even a gram of sense in his brain. She curled her lip, preparing to organize her words, when just then, a very familiar voice sounded from outside. "Taekwondo?" "What if I look down upon it?"