After a few messages, the two friends were at most curious. After asking a few questions, they found out that Ding Yi had actually signed up.

Although I found it interesting, I had no intention of signing up together. Instead, I asked Ding Yi about the Tianxing Club as a fun thing. After learning that Ding Yi was going to the club to attend the first morning class before 5 o'clock the next day, I found it incredible.

Everyone joked that Ding Yi, who loved to sleep in, might have had a stroke, and asked him to tell everyone about the training course later to see if there was anything magical about it.

After taking a shower and lying on the bed, Ding Yi looked at the joking statements of the two guys on the mobile chat app and realized that they didn't care at all about his urging them to sign up.

However, I cannot express clearly in words what I saw today. The momentum I just witnessed is difficult to express in words if I have not experienced it personally. Even if I express it, people may not believe it. Obviously, his two colleagues do not believe it.

Originally, he would play games and watch videos every day, and would not consider going to bed until at least after 12 o'clock. However, he has to get up before five o'clock tomorrow. It is so late today, and he may not be energetic tomorrow. I don't know if it will affect his teaching.

Several chat messages popped up on WeChat.

It was his friends who urged him to go online and team up to play games, but today he didn't plan to respond. He just replied that he had something to do and needed to go to bed.

He looked at the time and it was just past eight o'clock, but in order to be more energetic the next day, Ding Yi decisively chose to go to bed.

The place he rented was relatively close to his workplace. Normally, it would only take him 20 minutes to walk to work, so it wouldn’t take him long to get to the clubhouse in the park next to the company.

Just set the alarm at 4 o'clock and turn off the lights and go to bed.

He originally thought that he would be too excited to sleep, but his body was feeling strange. Not only did his appetite gradually increase, but he was also able to get into a good resting state easily and fell asleep within a few minutes of closing his eyes.

After a dreamless night's sleep, Ding Yi woke up when the alarm was about to ring in a dozen seconds. He turned on his mobile phone and waited for the moment to turn off the alarm.

“Huh~”

Ding Yi got up from bed and prepared to wash up.

The room they rented was just a smaller one in a two-bedroom apartment. There was another couple living in the other room, so he moved very quietly to avoid waking them up.

It was just past four when I quickly packed up and went out.

Mornings in the capital are always busy. Even so early, there are breakfast stalls open, so Ding Yi doesn't have to worry about not having breakfast.

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Outside the Tianxing Hall, people were approaching one after another. After arriving, Ding Yi realized that he was not the only one who had arrived early.

There are already seven or eight people here.

Everyone sits on the rest couches in the training hall, and they can make hot tea in the room on the side.

We chatted about the morning class for a while while waiting.

At 5 o'clock, Mo Shaoge and Mo Qingxue came down from upstairs, looked at the students who had already sat on the cushions, and frowned slightly.

Thirty people came, but 8 did not come. This was a bit surprising. I thought that after what happened last night, at most a few people would be absent.

All the children are here. They would have come anyway even if their parents disagreed. There might even be parents waiting outside downstairs and some of them might be dozing off.

At this moment, everyone in the audience sat up straight subconsciously. They saw seven or eight teaching assistants walking towards them with transparent bags in their hands.

"Here are the training uniforms. Each piece of clothing corresponds to your name. The teaching assistants have selected them according to your size and have made some modifications to them. If they don't fit, just make do with them today and bring them up after the morning class."

After saying this, the teaching assistants went over and distributed training uniforms to everyone.

"Okay, now everyone go to the locker room and change. The clothes are made of a new material, so they won't feel hot in this kind of weather, and they are sweat-absorbent and breathable. The only thing you need to pay attention to is that the clothes are a little heavy."

When we got to the locker room to change clothes, we finally understood what the coach meant by "a little heavier".

When I'm not wearing it, it feels fine, about the same weight as a thick book.

But after putting it on, they felt that the weight was just like carrying a backpack full of books, and many people complained in surprise.

Ding Yi felt the weight and thought that the person next to him was shouting too much. Although it had weight, it was not that heavy or exaggerated.

"Wow, so handsome!"

A sixteen-year-old boy nearby shouted excitedly.

This sound shifted everyone's attention from the weight to the instrument.

They looked at each other and found that the training suit was obviously designed to be slim, but not tight. Some parts such as shoulders, sleeves, waist and knees were contracted and some were loose; some were thickened and modified, while others were light and thin.

Although it is a bit heavy to wear, it feels very comfortable.

With the help of several floor-to-ceiling mirrors in the locker room, handsome figures with an ancient style but capable spirit appear before our eyes. No matter they are muscular or slightly thin, they all have different temperaments.

"Wow, this dress is so elegant!"

"Yeah, I feel like I've become more handsome. It's true that clothes make the man!"

"Damn, I want to wear this to my blind date next week!"

Ding Yi suddenly smelled his sleeves and body.

"It seems to have a fresh fragrance, not the smell of perfume, but a very fresh and natural feeling, a bit like the fragrance of grass and trees mixed with elegant flowers."

"Yeah?"

Someone followed his instructions and smelled it.

"How could that be? Don't bluff me!"

"Yes, indeed not."

Ding Yi stopped talking. He could clearly smell the scent, but he probably just misheard it.

Zhao Long and Du Heng were more excited than the others after putting on their training clothes. They pretended to practice punching and kicking, dreaming of becoming martial arts masters.

By 5:15, everyone had returned from the locker rooms on the first floor to the practice hall on the second floor.

Mo Shaoge looked at the group of people below, whose temperament was obviously very different from before, and his expression became better.

This training suit is not only good-looking, but also made of special materials, with a portion of active breeding moss added.

Lu directly and roughly asked the people in the training camp to integrate the protective gear into their skin because those who could enter the Silent Knight standard training camp were basically internal members of the association, so they had no scruples.

The reason why Mo Shaoge and his sister from Tianxing Club chose to wear the same training suits was because it was necessary for selecting core members in the initial stage.

As long as you wear the training suit, the "symbiotic photosynthesis" function during the important sunrise and sunset stages is still available, but the efficiency is not as high as integrating into the skin, and the density is not as high as that provided by Baru.

"Everyone, come with us."

The morning class did not start with a lecture as everyone expected, but instead we all went up the stairs to the top of the building under the guidance of the coach and the teaching assistant.

The several arenas naturally attracted attention, but I guess they wouldn't be allowed to fight each other so early in the morning.

Sure enough, under the leadership of Mo Shaoge, a group of people went to the small platform on the east side.

“Although this small building has only three floors, it is not worth mentioning in Kyoto where there are many tall buildings, but the beauty is that there is no obvious obstruction on the east and west sides, so it can receive sunlight very well.”

At this time, the students discovered that the head coach, Mr. Mo, was already standing in a corner of the small platform.

Mr. Mo actually still felt a little ashamed about learning "unique skills" from his grandson, but as a martial artist who has practiced Kung Fu for decades, he suddenly learned a method to go further. Even though he was in his twilight years, he couldn't help it.

What's more, his grandchildren said that learning it would make him healthier and prolong his life.

Mo Shaoge and Mo Qingxue, who were familiar with their grandfather's temper, naturally adopted an attitude of "If grandpa doesn't learn, we will close the school and give up". Under the pleading of his grandchildren, Grandpa Mo reluctantly agreed.

An old man in the family is like a treasure. Although the old man's strength is far from comparable to Mo Shaoge and Mo Qingxue, and even because of the decline of qi and blood, two fitness coaches may be able to beat him up with random punches, but his vision after decades of practicing martial arts is real.

Mr. Mo himself could not fully understand some of Mo Shaoge's requests, but after thinking about them and adding some imagination, they became "martial arts truths" when he spoke them out.

More than 30 people went on stage together and stood in a row facing east. Even the teaching assistants were wearing training clothes.

But everyone pricked up their ears and waited for the coach to speak.

Mr. Mo's powerful voice rang out.

"Most martial arts in the secular world today have form but no spirit, skin but no bones. Even the martial arts that ordinary people see are weak and powerless. Even those who have achieved some success need more than ten years of hard training, but they are still no match for four hands with two fists!"

The old man's urge to teach came back, and he thought that on-the-spot teaching had a lot of implications, but when he saw his grandson looking at the watch, he realized that there was no need to say more.

"As the old saying goes, we should absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon. Although it may sound a bit mysterious, it is not without reason."

The sun hasn't risen yet, but the sky is already bright.

As he spoke, the old man took his feet shoulder-width apart, bent his legs slightly with his knees slightly outward, raised his arms, placed his hands on top of his head, with his fingertips facing outwards towards his palms.

This posture is somewhat similar to horse stance in the lower body, but is quite different overall. It is a posture that was jointly developed by the old man and his grandchildren to be the most suitable posture for receiving sunlight.

"This is the Heavenly Posture. Everyone, quickly follow my posture and stand upright. The sun is about to rise."

After hearing this, everyone looked at the old man and followed his movements, while the assistant instructor and the Mo brothers and sisters corrected them.

But everyone has an idea in mind.

"Is it enough to just do this action?"

After standing for two or three minutes, the sun was about to come out and the answer was finally about to be revealed, and the old man's voice rang out at this moment.

"Close your eyes!" "Exhale all the air in your stomach!" "Hold your breath!"

Different from the calm and gentle voice before, the voice now had a special heaviness, echoing in everyone's ears.

There was a faint secret realm ritual at the feet of where Grandpa Mo was standing. It could not form a secret realm, but it could borrow a trace of the power of the mermaid to complete the simple use of "sound illusion".

But the old man didn't know this, and he was just thinking about not messing up things for his grandchildren, so his expression was extremely serious.

As each word was spoken, everyone followed it subconsciously.

After holding their breath for more than ten seconds, the first ray of sunlight broke through the skyline and shone onto the rooftop, making everyone feel a hint of warmth in their hands.

"Breathe in!" "Imagine the light of the sunrise absorbing into your body!"

Influenced by the sound, everyone took a deep breath, and the warm feeling seemed to flow along their arms into their bodies along with the sunlight.

"Exhale!" "Imagine that the impurities in your body will be expelled!"

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"Breathe in!" "Imagine yourself as a towering tree, absorbing the sunlight and purple energy into strength!"

Following the rhythm of the old man's words, everyone adjusted their bodies while taking deep breaths and imagined the changes in their minds.

The heavy training clothes on my body brought bursts of warmth at this moment, just like the branches and leaves of the big tree in my imagination, photosynthesizing with me.

Later on, the old man's words were no longer heard and everyone got into the mood.

If Baru were here, he would be amazed. If it weren't for the density of the moss, this method would be much more efficient than his rough "sunbathing" training.