Chapter 101 Ghost Story Commission
The next day, despite going to bed late the previous night, Chen Chuan still woke up at his usual time. This didn't make much of a difference to him. After a few guided breathing exercises, he was in the best shape possible.
Starting from today, he planned to temporarily put aside his sword practice in the training hall and prepare to correct his shortcomings according to the guidance given by He Xiaoxing, because this is the foundation of everything.
Only after the foundation is filled and consolidated can the house be built on it.
He practiced quietly in the dormitory for more than twenty days, correcting his previous weaknesses and omissions one by one.
Besides himself, Cheng Zitong would also come over to help him check and discuss any problems he encountered in his practice. After all, as an instructor, Cheng Zitong had far more experience than he did. Even if he couldn't see the problem at the moment, he knew what it was and could offer some reference advice.
These days, Chen Chuan felt that he had gained a lot. Even though there was no way to make an accurate comparison, he could feel that he was much stronger than his previous self.
The most intuitive thing is that after nearly a month of training, the alienated tissue has become stronger, which obviously allows it to withstand more damage and exert more force.
He came to the desk, picked up a notebook and started flipping through it.
This was sent ten days after the meeting with He Xiaoxing. No address was left, but according to Cheng Zitong, it should have arrived at a new place.
The notebook, which was not too thick, contained many things he needed to pay attention to in his subsequent practice. It could be said that not a single sentence was redundant and it was full of useful information.
Just talking about the Xiqiao breathing method to examine oneself, it lists many special techniques, and each one is used to deal with different situations.
Many people are using the Xiqiao breathing method, which indeed contains a lot of experience from veteran masters. However, in specific situations, you can either find out which one is useful for you yourself or rely on a teacher to tell you. The method given by He Xiaoxing is obviously a good remedy.
Before checking according to this method, he didn't even know that he had so many problems. It was with the help of the above techniques that he found the defects one by one.
Cheng Zitong told him that the first level was called "building tendon bridges and laying bone beams" in the old days, but when broken down, it was actually two stages.
The first stage is to focus on strengthening the alienated fascia, and the second stage is to allow the basically spread alienated fascia to continue to penetrate into the bones, and even change some bones and muscles.
Many Jin-style movements rely on the skeleton for support, and different Jin-style techniques require different bones to be strengthened. However, his Jin-style technique is destined to strengthen all bones, so it may take longer.
He is not afraid of this because, in reality, the time others can use for exercise is far less than that of him.
Because many trainings require a recovery period, you have to stop and start, and the time spent each day is not long, not to mention that drug stimulation also requires slow adjustment.
But he doesn't need to. Any damage can be borne by the second me. As long as the second me can still bear it, he can keep exercising like this. If it's more extreme, he can even reduce his sleep time, but it's not necessary to do so at the moment.
At this time, he heard bursts of noise and cheers coming from outside the window in the distance. During these days, the B-level student competition was also being held, which would last from the end of this month to the end of the year, and the real semi-finals and finals would not begin until after the New Year.
Of course, this is all done between Grade B students. Grade A students will not have such open confrontation. If what Grade B students learn is more inclined towards normal competition, what Grade A students learn is pure force.
What Wei Changan had said to him at the beginning was absolutely correct. The path of the A-grade students was aimed at becoming law enforcers, and during the conversation with Cheng Zitong, he could sense that these students seemed to have some other uses for the upper echelons, but his current status was not high enough to reach that level.
Here we have to talk about the "Unlimited Defense Certificate". He noticed that another function is to participate in law enforcement when the country needs it. It is very likely that if you get this certificate, you will have channels to contact the upper level.
Regardless of the significance of the certificate itself or the possibility of advancement after obtaining it, he must find a way to obtain it.
After that day, he went back and tried to find out more. Actually, this certificate is divided into three grades: A, B, and C. Grade A is a lifetime certificate, but don't count on it. It's directly awarded by the state, not simply earned through examinations. When the higher-ups decide to award it, the examination is just a formality.
As long as the requirements for a Class B certificate are met, you can take the exam at any time after applying. The exam is valid for ten years after one pass, and you need to take the exam again after ten years. The difficulty is relatively high.
Grade C is less difficult and is tested every two years, but it is only valid for two years. If you fail to get Grade B twice in a row, a huge examination fee will be charged for each subsequent test, and the fee will continue to increase as the number of tests increases.
This means that if the children of powerful people want to hold this certificate, they must either pass the B certificate. If they want to hold the C certificate, they must make repeated investments, and even multiple members of the family must hold it. The amount of money invested here is very huge, which seems to be a disguised form of taxation.
Chen Chuan felt that it was either not necessary to take the exam, or if one did, one had to find a way to obtain a Class B certificate. Apart from the money involved in obtaining a Class C certificate, its use to an individual was very limited, as the certificate was only held for a short period of time. By the time one obtained the certificate, one would probably be looking for ways to profit for oneself or leave a way out.
He could imagine the resistance here. If he didn't want to follow Shen Zheng's old path, not only would he need force, but he would also need a lot of off-field work, and all the forces that could be used had to be utilized.
Fortunately, he still has enough time to prepare, but force is the first priority after all. He needs to raise the first limit to the limit he can reach before considering other things.
After flipping through the notebook for a while, he put it down and went back to training.
Around noon, Cheng Zitong came to his dormitory and found him. He said to him, "It's almost the New Year now. I originally thought that you should adjust yourself first and then find you a task next year. But now someone has asked me for help through connections.
I've looked at this assignment and it's not very dangerous as long as the person carrying it out is sensible. So I'm giving it to you to take a look. If you think it's okay, then you can take it. If you don't have time, then I'll just turn it down."
Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Even if the teacher doesn't come to see me, I will come to see the teacher. Students need to use a lot of medicine for training, and they can't just sit there and eat up all the medicine."
Cheng Zitong smiled and said, "That's not the case. You will definitely receive the school scholarship this year. You placed an ad in the newspaper this semester. Who else would they give the award to? Well, this matter is almost certain to happen. I won't say more. Since you have decided to accept it, let's talk about this task first."
He took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and said, "Take a look first."
Chen Chuan took the information, flipped through a few pages, and was a little surprised. "Is there really such a thing? I used to think it was just a midnight story or a gimmick deliberately created by the cinema."
Cheng Zitong smiled and said, "Although it has been distorted and exaggerated in the rumors, it does exist. If you accept it, you will be able to see it with your own eyes. Teacher, I have only seen it once before."
Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Teacher, I am also very interested in this. I will go and take a look today."
Cheng Zitong said, "Then be careful and don't be careless." He stood up and said, "There's a lot to do at the end of the year, so I'll go get busy. The contact cards are in the file, so you can call the manager yourself."
Chen Chuan said hello, stood up and sent Cheng Zitong away, then came back and read the information from beginning to end to make sure there was nothing missed. Then he took out the name card, went to the public phone outside, and called the number on it.
The call was quickly connected, and after a brief conversation, the other party said that they would send a car to pick him up, so he went to the cafeteria to have lunch first. After returning, he washed up, changed his clothes, and then took the Xuejun Knife off the knife rack.
After thinking for a while, he came to the desk, opened the drawer, took out the "Wuji" pistol that Cheng Zitong had given him a few days ago, took out the bullet box, put the bullets one by one into the magazine, and pushed them into the pistol.
However, he did not put the gun into the holster, but directly put it into the shoulder bag he carried with him. The pistol was just a backup for him, and his main combat power still depended on the Xuejun Sword.
After getting ready, he went down from the dormitory building and walked out of the school gate with a knife. At this time, a car had stopped in the square in front. When it saw him coming out, it honked the horn.
He walked over, and when the car door opened, a man came out, bowed, and said, "Mr. Chen? Manager Huang asked me to pick you up."
Chen Chuan nodded and said, "That's troublesome."
"No trouble, no trouble, please get in the car."
Chen Chuan got in the car, fastened his seat belt, started the car, and drove along the road towards the south of the city.
Apart from the city center, the south of the city is the most prosperous area in the entire city. It has almost half of the population of Yangzhi City. Most of the rich people live here. It is very different from the north of the city and is relatively prosperous.
After driving for about twenty minutes, the car stopped at a place called Lanxiang Cinema. Chen Chuan could see that the huge advertisement on it was a portrait of a heavily made-up woman. She was blowing a dandelion with her eyes closed, and the scattered fluff floated outwards, which was very literary and artistic.
This cinema is relatively large. Although the building is not very tall, just looking at the main entrance, it extends for at least three hundred meters.
The driver drove the car directly into the arched door of the cinema and parked it in an internal parking lot. The door opened and Chen Chuan came out holding the Xuejun Knife. He straightened his clothes and looked around at the environment inside.
When the pedestrians in the cinema saw him, they couldn't help but open their eyes wide and look at him a few more times. When some security guards saw him, they couldn't help but focus their eyes on him, with a mixture of nervousness, curiosity and surprise.
Because they all know that anyone who can walk around outside with a weapon openly must be from Wuyi College and have a weapon license.
The driver ran out first, raised his head and said, "This is the guest invited by Manager Huang. Make way, everyone." He then gestured to Chen Chuan and said respectfully, "Mr. Chen, this way, please."
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(End of this chapter)
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