Practicing martial arts was much harder than Jiang Xingchen imagined. The posture Tang Chuxue asked him to stand in was too awkward. His whole body was filled with energy, and his hands, feet, shoulders and waist were uncomfortable. It was completely different from the Wuji Zhuang he had seen on the video in his previous life.
no the same.
Standing in this awkward posture for a while made his whole body feel sore, but Tang Chuxue forced him to stand for two hours, and would correct his movements even if they were slightly out of shape.
"Isn't it necessary to practice martial arts step by step? Isn't it easy first and then difficult? Isn't it necessary to slowly increase the intensity? How can you stand for two hours at the beginning? My wife, is the training method you summarized correct? Don't give me up if you can't practice well.
"I'm exhausted from practice"
Jiang Xingchen complained in his heart and begged: "Daughter-in-law, I really can't support it anymore, can I just take a break?"
"Okay!" Tang Chuxue nodded with a smile and said, "Then you can practice by yourself from now on, and don't ask me to teach you anymore!"
When Jiang Xingchen saw Tang Chuxue agreeing, he just smiled, but after hearing the next words, he turned into a bitter face: "No! I'll keep standing, keep standing!"
"I've told you a long time ago, if you want to practice martial arts, don't be afraid of hardship, and don't think I'm strict. You are almost twenty-nine, and your muscles and bones have long been stereotyped and rigid. If you don't increase your efforts, it won't work at all, and it will be difficult for you to get started!
"Tang Chuxue still gave an explanation.
"But in this case, wouldn't it be counterproductive if you get injured during training?" Jiang Xingchen muttered softly.
"With so many talents and treasures, as well as that great doctor like this old guy, what do you have to worry about!" Tang Chuxue replied lightly, waved her hand and said: "Stop talking, keep standing, every day for the first month
You have to stand for three hours!”
"Oh my god~" Jiang Xingchen wailed loudly in his heart. Now he felt uncomfortable every minute he stood, not to mention there was still an hour to go.
"Xingchen, this is not like you. My husband is quite resilient!" Tang Chuxue also saw Jiang Xingchen's condition and smiled to encourage him.
"Of course, I can hold on for three hours!" Jiang Xingchen was aroused by Tang Chuxue's words as a man. He suddenly felt stronger again, adjusted his posture, and corrected himself.
However, after this force lasted for a while, his body went out of shape again, especially his two legs, which felt like they were filled with lead. Every minute felt like a year.
He persisted like this for an unknown amount of time. When Jiang Xingchen felt that his hands and feet were about to lose consciousness, Tang Chuxue suddenly said: "There are less than ten minutes left!"
"It's time to get through this!" Jiang Xingchen thought to himself, but he didn't dare to relax at all. After traveling a hundred and a half miles, the hardest part was to persevere in the end.
At this time, two figures appeared quietly a hundred meters away from them, it was Zhao Danqing and the old man.
"Boy Zhao, you saw it! I told you that Jiang Xingchen was practicing, but you still didn't believe it!" The old man pointed in the direction of Jiang Xingchen.
"It's true!" Zhao Danqing murmured with a look of astonishment on his face: "Brother Jiang can't practice martial arts? Why?"
"Don't worry about why, he has been practicing anyway. Stop talking nonsense and be willing to admit defeat! Bring it!" The old man stretched out his hand.
Zhao Danqing was stupid. In the morning, the old man told him that Jiang Xingchen wanted to practice martial arts. He didn't believe it at all, thinking that the old man was fooling him. As a result, the two made a bet. The bet was a small bottle of Baiyan spiritual fluid.
They did have a small bottle of white rock spirit liquid at home, but it was given to Xiao Hutou by Mei'er. Because he got into trouble with his second brother, all the benefits he distributed were confiscated, and there was none. He made a bet with the old man today, and he didn't expect to lose.
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Xingchen couldn't practice martial arts for more than ten years, and now he's almost thirty and started practicing again. Isn't this nonsense? But he didn't expect this to happen. Jiang Xingchen really practiced. If he lost the white rock spirit liquid from Xiaohutou,
His wife can definitely kill him.
"No!" Zhao Danqing shook his head violently and said, "Old man, you and Brother Jiang must have started a conspiracy to deceive me!"
"Boy Zhao, you want to default on your debt, right? You didn't see that Chuxue girl is here, will she join us in partnership?" the old man asked with his eyes wide open.
"This" Zhao Danqing rolled his eyes and said: "Even if you are not a partner, we can't say that Brother Jiang can practice martial arts. Maybe he just wants to try it on a whim!"
"Hey~ You really have some words, but look carefully. If Jiang Xingchen couldn't practice martial arts, would he be able to stand in that position for such a long time? Ordinary people can't hold it for ten minutes!"
"Tch! How long do you think Brother Jiang can hold on? With his current condition, he can probably only hold on for ten minutes!" Zhao Danqing curled his lips.
"Who said that? They came more than two hours ago, which means he has been standing there for two hours!" The old man's voice rose.
Zhao Danqing turned his head and said calmly: "I don't believe it. Anyway, I just saw it. How did you know they had been here for two hours, and you said you didn't collude to plot against me?"
The old man was blocked by Zhao Danqing and could not refute. He pointed at Zhao Danqing and said angrily: "You kid, just be tough. Wait for Jiang Xingchen to hold on for another ten minutes. Let me see what else you have to say!"
"Hey, Brother Jiang is sweating profusely and is always adjusting his movements. Apparently he can't hold on any longer!" Zhao Danqing said with a smile.
Not long after he said these words, Tang Chuxue in the distance nodded, and Jiang Xingchen's whole body seemed to have collapsed, and he was piled downwards.
Tang Chuxue hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed him, and helped him sit down on a chair aside.
"Hahahahaha" Zhao Danqing laughed loudly in the distance, jumped up suddenly, and said loudly: "Old man, I won!"
The old man jumped as high as he could, said "I am the best", and ran towards Jiang Xingchen.
"Boy, why are you so stupid? You can't hold on for a few more minutes. Get up and keep standing." As soon as he arrived, the old man started yelling.
Jiang Xingchen looked at him blankly, and after he calmed down a little, he asked: "You are constipated. You are holding it in like this. If you are sick, you should seek medical treatment as soon as possible!"
"You're the one who's sick?" The old man was so angry at Jiang Xingchen that he was about to retaliate when Zhao Danqing, who was following, said: "Brother Jiang, I heard that you want to practice martial arts, so the old man brought me to watch!
"
"Pfft!" Jiang Xingchen roared, pointing angrily at the old man and shouting: "Old immortal, you are just here to see my joke, right? Get out of here!"
"Ah! You little bastard, you actually told me to get lost. Do you still want me to help you heal and relax? Take ten bottles of high-end vitality wine to apologize to me, otherwise don't talk to me."
The old man was furious when he heard Tang Chuxue's cold voice: "Old man, what did you say? I haven't settled the accounts with you for stealing wine last time!"
"Ah! I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything!" The old man's anger was extinguished instantly. He turned around and ran away. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared. (To be continued.)