After filling out the registration form, Shen Li paid a bank check with a face value of twenty taels, which meant that the registration was successful.
The strong man said: "Sir, the basic class will start in two days. It will be some strength training and basic skills. It is especially suitable for students like you who have no basic knowledge." Keep fit." After saying that, Shen Li left.
Shen Li thought to himself: "As long as I train hard for about half a year, I should be able to reach the physical strength and agility of my previous life. By then, I will be considered a master among ordinary people."
Two days later, Shen Li came to the Tangmen Martial Arts School again. There were about ten students in the basic class, all of whom were young people. They were in a large training room in the Martial Arts School. There were many equipments in the training room, which looked very much like a modern gym. A teacher from the martial arts school provides guidance. In the morning, he will conduct strength training first, and then teach some basic fighting and grappling techniques. School will be over at lunch time. The discipline is very loose. You can come over at any time in the afternoon, that is, walking indoors. , jogging outside, playing wooden dummies.
After training in the basic class for more than ten days, Shen Li applied to join the advanced class of the martial arts school.
"Dad, our son has recently started going to the Tang Sect martial arts school every day and has stopped studying. Is it because he was stimulated by marrying into the Xiao family?" Shen's mother asked Shen's father.
"When the child is older, it's good to have your own ideas. It's good to practice martial arts, so as not to become a nerd. Go to bed early and worry about it." Father Shen replied.
"It's like a dream that our family can marry into the wealthy Xiao family," Shen's mother said proudly.
"It's not like I have taken advantage of my third brother. Next month I will go with the caravan to the Suzaku Empire to buy a batch of goods. I plan to take Li'er to visit the Xiao family. What do you think?"
"Last time, the Xiao family lowered their profile and came to our house to make an engagement in person. We really should pay a visit."
"Well, I'll ask dad what his opinion is tomorrow."
Shen Li's instructor in the advanced class at the Tangmen Martial Arts School was the middle-aged burly man whom he met before he signed up.
The strong man's name is Niu Ben, and he is the deputy director of the Tang Sect Martial Arts School.
After the class started, Niu Ben first demonstrated a set of boxing techniques to everyone today, and then asked everyone to try to perform them.
"Mr. Shen, have you practiced this before? How can you learn such a complicated boxing technique in one go?" Niu Ben saw that Shen Li could complete the punch just by looking at it once.
"Director Niu, I don't know either. I think it's quite simple and you can learn it once you learn it." Shen Li said.
"You are a genius. If you can learn this set of boxing in ten or eight days, it will be considered fast."
Hearing what Niu Ben said, several students looked at Shen Li with envy, because they had learned this boxing set for a long time and still couldn't do it well.
Shen Li thought to himself: "Although I also practiced Sanda and grappling when I was a soldier, it seems that my practice is not the same as now. Is it possible that I really have a talent for martial arts?"
Shen Li was about to go home after school in the afternoon, when Niu Ben called him.
"Mr. Shen, come with me. The curator wants to see you."
"Oh?, that's good."
Niu Ben led the way and led Shen Li to the second floor of the martial arts hall. When he entered a room, he saw a handsome young man wearing a training robe and meditating on a futon, looking like a worldly master.
"Coming?" This handsome man who looked to be in his twenties opened his mouth and said.
"Director, this is the Shen Li I mentioned to you. You guys chat, I'm going out first." After saying that, Niu Ben left and closed the door.
"Hello, curator!" Shen Li saluted.
"Little brother, don't be restrained. Please sit down." The curator stood up and looked at Shen Li with a smile.
Shen Li found a stool next to the coffee table and sat down, feeling very uncomfortable with the curator's gaze.
"Director, please sit down too," Shen Li said.
"Okay, I'll take a seat too." The curator sat down opposite Shen Li.
"Little brother, I'm very happy to see you. I opened this martial arts gym just to wait for you." The gym director looked very happy.
"How do you say this?" Shen Li was very confused.
"Do you know the name of the boxing set you learned today?" the curator asked Shen Li.
"It's called Taizu Changquan. Niu Ben said it was created by the founding emperor of the Chuyun Empire three hundred years ago. It was widely spread and is an entry-level boxing technique for martial artists." Shen Li also heard what Niu Ben said.
"These words are all made up by Niu Ben himself. They are nonsense. In fact, this set of boxing was originally called Emperor Wu Fist. It was created by a peerless master and is now used by my martial arts disciples. My master sent me to Wanwan ten years ago. The city opened a martial arts hall and asked me to recruit a young disciple for the sect here, a person who can complete the martial arts fist after seeing it once. How come I haven't met anyone who meets the conditions in this place for ten years? I have been waiting for a whole ten years. Years!" The curator became more and more excited as he spoke.
"Director, I didn't expect that I have such a high talent. Your words make me a little flattered." Shen Li also became excited when he heard that he was a martial arts prodigy who was rare to see in ten years. His seemingly simple introduction Boxing actually has such functions.
"Haha, immortal cultivators have heard of it, right?" The curator was also happy.
"I've heard about this. My third uncle is an immortal cultivator from the Qingyun Sect. Immortal cultivators are the most respected people in the Huangwu Continent." Shen Li was no longer reserved, and he felt as if he and the curator were late to meet each other.
"That's right. Immortal cultivators are one of the main factions among the many cultivators, and I belong to another faction. I entered the Tao through martial arts and am called martial arts cultivator." The curator said very proudly.
"As far as I know, most people on the mainland have no spiritual roots to cultivate immortality. I took a spiritual root test when I was six or seven years old. I have no spiritual roots. Can I really become a martial artist? Shen Li asked.
"Our faction doesn't need any spiritual roots! Those without spiritual roots just can't mobilize the true energy in the world. True energy is also called spiritual energy, which is the foundation for the prosperity of immortal cultivators in Huangwu Continent. Our faction doesn't cultivate true energy, so we don't need it. Spiritual roots are cultivated from the original soul power, also called internal power. Only those with strong natural soul power can practice it. Emperor Wuquan is a test for this. You have passed the test. Our martial arts lineage can defeat immortal cultivators of the same level. I hope you can become my first disciple." The young curator smiled again, and his smile was meaningful.
"Master, please bow to me as a disciple." Shen Li also made a decision immediately. He was about to kneel down and bow to the director and perform the apprenticeship ceremony, but he was thinking to himself: "I have never heard of martial arts. Could this kid be? Are you a liar? You would rather believe what you have than what you don’t have.”
"Okay, don't pretend to me, I know you still have doubts. Come with me." The curator supported Shen Li who was about to kneel down.
After the curator said this, he took Shen Lige's arm and walked outside the house and into the yard.
"Watch it."
The young curator pointed his finger at the largest tree in the courtyard, and the tree suddenly broke in half and fell down.
Shen Li felt his scalp numb instantly, "I'm going! It's amazing!"
The young curator grabbed Shen Li's shoulder with one hand, stepped into the air, and flew out of the city.
"This is unscientific. Is there no Newton in this world?"
The two stopped in front of a huge rock in the forest outside the city.
"Watch it."
The curator slapped it with a palm, and the boulder was shattered into gravel!
Shen Li felt numb all over.
"Could it be Yi Yang Finger? Lingbo Weibu? Iron Sand Palm?"
As a modern person with scientific education, Shen Li was shocked by these anti-science and anti-human tactics.