Chapter 16 Songhe Posture
Coach Xu was already waiting on the training ground.
His upper body was naked, his muscular body was covered with a thick layer of sweat, and he was holding a spear in his hand, honing his martial arts skills.
When he saw Zheng Fa and the other man, he shook his arm and the spear flew accurately onto the weapon rack like a dragon.
"Here you are?" He looked at the two people's faces with a mischievous smile on his face: "Why, did you get humiliated by the Seventh Young Master?"
Zheng Fa, Gao Yuan: "..."
"Everyone says that this servant is the best in the Zhao family, but this is already my sixth time teaching the servant for the Seventh Young Master." Instructor Xu's tone was filled with sympathy.
Zheng Fa recalled that Gao Yuan once said that the Seventh Young Master did have five servants.
Gao Yuan on the side looked even more depressed.
"The Seventh Young Master is hard to serve. Even every servant doesn't stay with him for long. But almost everyone in the Zhao family is willing to do this job. Why do you think so?"
Coach Xu suddenly changed the subject.
Zheng Fa and others looked at him.
"It's because of the martial arts I'm going to teach you later!"
Coach Xu continued, "Our Zhao family's ancestor was a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and even every generation has people who can enter the Immortal Sect to practice, which is why our Zhao family has achieved the status of a thousand-year-old county."
"But the immortal law is ethereal, and we are of humble origins. The immortal fate is beyond our reach."
Coach Xu's face was a little dull, but he became excited in the next sentence: "But my Zhao family not only has a predestined relationship with the immortals, but also has martial arts that can help us navigate the mortal world. If you learn martial arts, you are no longer a weakling! Even if you are not a book boy in the future, you will have the foundation to establish yourself!"
"For someone like me, if I learn martial arts and have the skills, I can be trained as a guard in the Zhao family and live a good life! Who wouldn't look up to others when they go out?"
Coach Xu's words made Gao Yuan, who was standing beside Zheng Fa, have sparkling eyes.
Zheng Fa felt that it looked strangely familiar - this thing was far from the modern way of selling courses.
At least you have to create some anxiety first, right?
Coach Xu looked at Zheng Fa and the others, also feeling a little puzzled.
He knew he was not good at talking, so he thought for a long time before coming up with these few empty promises.
As a result, Gao Yuan, who came from a well-educated family, was so inspired that he almost screamed.
Zheng Fa didn't react. He looked at Zheng Fa and asked Gao Yuan, "You have learned martial arts. Do you know what it takes to find a martial arts school in Jingzhou City to learn martial arts?"
Gao Yuan thought for a while and replied, "Generally speaking, you have to pay the entrance fee first. It seems that the minimum is... the minimum is twenty taels of silver?"
"What else?"
"I heard that the rules of martial arts schools outside are that you have to learn martial arts for three years and sell your body for five years?"
"Right!" Coach Xu stroked his palm and said loudly, "If you learn martial arts outside, you won't be able to learn real skills. You will have to work like a slave for others for a few years."
"As for our Zhao family, Madam thought that although you are only the Seventh Young Master's servants now, you will be able to manage our Zhao family's business in the future, so she allowed you to learn martial arts from me! This is Madam's great kindness!"
Zheng Fa agreed with what he heard.
Being a servant of the Zhao family may not sound good, but in this world it is considered a blessing.
It is because the Zhao family essentially occupies too many social resources, and if they share some of them with the lower classes, they will be much better off than the real common people outside.
"Besides, how can the martial arts taught in other martial arts schools compare to the martial arts treasured by my Zhao family?"
"Coach, how do you judge the level of martial arts?" Gao Yuan asked curiously.
Coach Xu smiled proudly and explained, "The martial arts of our Xuanwei world, after all, actually all come from one place - the Immortal Gate!"
"Xianmen?"
"It is said that the disciples of the Immortal Sect have countless magical powers, and their skills are even more powerful. But there is one thing - these skills require immortal qualifications. Without qualifications, you cannot practice immortal skills. The disciples of the Immortal Sect must have relatives and friends who don't have qualifications, right?"
"So that's why martial arts were created?"
"In fact, it cannot be said to be creation. The original martial arts were simplified or incomplete versions of immortal sects' skills." At this point, Master Xu's eyes dimmed a little: "Those who do not have the qualifications to cultivate immortals can become stronger than others after practicing martial arts. Of course, they are not even a fraction as strong as immortal techniques."
Hearing this, Gao Yuan whispered: "Then I still want to cultivate immortality."
"Nonsense, who wouldn't want to? Regardless of whether you have the talent to cultivate immortality, the Seventh Young Master of our Zhao family has some immortal qualities, can he cultivate immortality?"
"Seventh Young Master? Why not?" Gao Yuan was stunned.
Coach Xu patted his cheek lightly, obviously a little annoyed because he had revealed a secret in the middle of the conversation.
"Shut up! The martial arts passed down by the martial arts schools in the city were passed down by the descendants of the impoverished immortal clans. The inheritance was gradually lost, and the descendants do not have the ability. It is very likely that it is incomplete and cannot match the original power at all."
"But our Zhao family is different. We have immortals in every generation! The martial arts of the Zhao family have actually been revised by generations of immortal disciples. In terms of sophistication, it is even better than before."
Both Zheng Fa and Gao Yuan believed this. After all, the Zhao family’s thousand-year-old reputation was always better than those martial arts schools.
"What I want to pass on to you two today is a martial art inherited from my Zhao family called 'Songhezhuang'." Coach Xu didn't seem to want to waste any more words because of his slip of the tongue just now.
“Watch this!”
He took a stance, with his feet one in front and one behind, his front foot lightly touching the ground, his back foot's five toes tensed, his instep arched like a bridge in his shoe, his hands clenched into fists and slightly closed.
The most peculiar thing is the movement of his upper body.
From waist to neck, he stood in an arched position, looking like a singing crane.
"Watch my movements carefully! Follow my lead!" He said to Zheng Fa and the others, "You need to keep your feet planted! Use your five fingers to poke five holes in the floor! But keep your upper body loose!"
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Seeing that both of them were in similar poses, he continued, "Breathe with me! Exhale, inhale!"
When he inhaled, the muscles in his upper body rolled like wheels until his chest and abdomen became a big ball.
When exhaling, a long breath flows out from the throat and turns into a clear and loud crane cry.
Zheng Fa has been learning from them, but he still feels awkward.
Coach Xu circled around him a few times, patting him all over with his hands.
"You need to pull your back up, but don't pull it in too much!"
"Stomach, stomach!"
"Pay attention to the rhythm of your breathing!"
As Coach Xu trained him, Zheng Fa seemed to have found some feeling - a warm current followed his breath, running up and down his body.
After practicing for a while, Zheng Fa felt sore all over and could not maintain the posture.
Gao Yuan on the side also grinned.
"Coach, this 'Songhe Posture' is so difficult!"
“It’s difficult because it’s powerful!”
"What's so great about it?" Gao Yuan asked.
Coach Xu glanced at the two of them, spread his arms, and flew up like a bird.
He was a muscular man who looked extremely strong, but at this moment his movements were extremely light, and he even seemed to be flying in the wind.
When he landed, he actually jumped over a distance of five or six feet!
"Can...can fly?" Gao Yuan asked with his mouth wide open.
"Of course you can't fly, but after you master the Songhe Posture, you will be the most powerful Qinggong master in the mortal world." Coach Xu said proudly: "Moreover, the Songhe Posture comes from a fairy method that is said to be able to achieve immortality. After practicing it to the extreme, you can..."
"Immortality?" Gao Yuan asked excitedly.
"Dream on, it will prolong your life!" Coach Xu rolled his eyes.
"This..." Gao Yuan thought about it and felt that his imagination was a bit too ideal: "Then how long will it take me to reach the pinnacle of practice?"
"For someone like you, it might take thirty years." Coach Xu rolled his eyes at him.
"How many more years can you live if you master this skill?"
"Twenty years?"
"… Isn't this ten years of wasted time?"
This is the evaluation of Gao Yuan, a young math genius.
(End of this chapter)