"Qinghe, you are really here."

Jiquan Martial Arts School!

In my own office, well... there are already guests inside.

I have been here twice, and I am no stranger to the Jiquan martial arts gym. Mao Jing has also learned to be lazy, and she and Qinghe are chatting inside.

"What do you think?"

Tie Qinghe had already put on the black training clothes from the martial arts school. Although he had a very comfortable night last night,... he was here to atone for his sins today.

According to his father's request, he could reach the level of a formal student of the martial arts school within five years, but... the junior high school student said that he could reach it in one year.

You have to come no matter what.

"Yi Chusan, can you really help Qinghe reach the level of a formal student within a year?"

"Really or not?"

"Do you think I am a unique genius?"

Mao Jing also looked curious and expectant.

Within a year, Qinghe can reach the level of a formal student from now on. This must require special training.

I want it too.

"You can't even withstand a punch from me. It's obvious... you're not."

"If you want to reach the level of a formal student within a year, you must first follow me to stand for three months. If you are successful in the standing method, you will be faster if you practice other things."

"Only by starting from the ground can you better control your power."

"What you are learning is Wing Chun. Wing Chun also has pile skills. If you want to become a formal student within one year, you must learn pile skills."

Pile skills are the prerequisite!

That is a process of condensing strength. Of course, if you practice Zhuang Kung Fu according to the records in the book, you will probably fail to practice it.

Zhuang Gong needs someone to guide you in practicing it. Otherwise, if anyone can practice it, it would not be Zhuang Gong.

"You should take Qingqing to change clothes first."

"I'll try Qinghe's muscles first."

"I know a lot of Zhuang Kung Fu, but...some people are not suitable for practicing."

It's almost nine o'clock, and I still have work to do in the morning.

Nodding to Mao Jing, it is not difficult to ask for his own advice. It is easy for a formal student.

If you are in the realm of Ming Jin, it will be a little bit difficult.

"OK!"

Mao Jing responded.

You can understand what Yi Chusan said.

It’s just Zhuang Kung Fu that seems difficult to practice.

I also practiced for a few days, but I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Come on, it's my working time now."

"How about you try your muscles and bones?"

Looking at Qinghe, Yi Chusan pointed to the martial arts training area not far from the office.

"Pile method?"

"Will it be difficult?"

Tie Qinghe didn't know much about Chinese martial arts and the like.

"It may be difficult for others to teach you."

"As long as I teach you, you can understand it next."

The third day of the Yi lunar month is full of joy.

As long as you persist, it's really not difficult.

"All right."

Tie Qinghe feels that it is better to leave professional matters to professionals.

"Relax your whole body."

"Yes, breathe steadily."

Yi Chusan stretched out his hand and pulled Qinghe's arm up with all his strength.

Click!

Click!

There was a crisp sound all over the body, as if all the bones in the body were colliding together, and the whole office was filled with that business.

"this……."

Tie Qinghe expressed that he was a little confused. For a moment, he felt that he could no longer control his body. When he reacted, a numbness spread all over his body.

"Have you ever seen real Tai Chi?"

Looking at Qinghe's dazed expression at this moment, Yi Chusan smiled.

"Real Tai Chi?"

"Learned it in high school!"

Tie Qinghe feels that he has learned Tai Chi before.

"Yeah?"

Yi Chusan stretched out his hand and pulled again, with gentle force. Tie Qinghe's entire body, weighing more than 130 kilograms, lifted off the ground.

Obedient to Yi Chusan's powerful swing, his whole body was like a sandbag, rolling freely between Yi Chusan's hands.

As for the weight of more than 100 kilograms, it seems as if it does not exist.

Tai Chi winding silk power.

The Dzogchen of Hua Jin was fully deployed, and while he was familiar with his own strength, he thoroughly explored all the muscles, bones, and meridians in Qinghe's body.

"Forehead……."

"Forehead……."

The door of the office opened, and Mao Jing and Xuan Yanqing walked in. They looked at Tie Qinghe rolling around in Yi Chusan's hands like a toy.

The key...no sound comes out.

"alright."

"I have a general understanding of your situation."

Finally, as Yi Chusan's palm fell, and a series of muscles and bones roared together, Tie Qinghe stood on the floor again.

The whole person fell into a state of sluggishness.

Just a pair of eyes staring blankly at the third grade of junior high school.

"Wow!"

"Third grade, are you doing magic?"

Xuan Yanqing felt like she was watching a movie, she trotted forward, hugged the arm of the third grader, and said happily.

"This..., is this the level of An Jin?"

Mao Jing also found it eye-opening.

Qinghe was a man. With his physique, which weighed at least 130 to 40 pounds, he was manipulated by Yi Chusan's hands like that.

Anyway, I can't do it myself.

It's really impossible to do it. Even if it's twenty or thirty kilograms, you can pick it up. It's absolutely impossible to say that you can do whatever you want like Yi Chusan.

"Change your appearance."

"What I did just now was Tai Chi."

"As long as you can practice Tai Chi to the point where both strength and softness are combined, that's all."

"Qinghe, how do you feel?"

After tapping Qingqing's little head, Yi Chusan explained briefly.

As he said that, he looked towards Qinghe.

I have recovered now.

"You..., is this Tai Chi?"
To be continued...