Huo Xiaolong's father was very worried about her martial arts training. The external martial arts he practiced were not suitable for her, and there were no good internal martial arts techniques available here.
Just as he was feeling melancholy and lost in thought that evening, his wife took a booklet back to their room.
"Brother Wen, look at this, Sister Cen gave it to me," He Yi said, shoving the booklet into his hand.
Huo Shuwen opened the booklet and began to look through it, immediately becoming engrossed. It took him a while to recover before he hurriedly asked...
"Did Mother Cen give this to you?"
He Yi nodded and replied.
"Yes, she said she'll teach this to Long'er from now on. If you agree, she'll definitely teach you everything she knows. What, is this some kind of secret manual?"
The man pulled his beautiful wife into his arms and kissed her cheek.
"Our Long'er is truly blessed, my wife. Do you know how priceless this little booklet is? If word gets out, it could be worth ten thousand taels of gold!"
He Yi opened her eyes wide and asked...
"really?"
Then she continued...
"But Sister Cen said that men shouldn't practice this manual recklessly."
Huo Shuwen nodded without asking any further questions. He had just realized that the cultivation technique in this manual clashed with the primordial yang energy in the man's body.
Finally, she could put the splint on her daughter completely, and this time she wouldn't have time to practice that kind of hooligan kung fu.
"You can tell me what you want to learn."
The little dumpling stood in a horse stance, watching the lively scene at the Fengyue Tower.
A group of pretty young women dressed in riding outfits stood listening to Zhang's mother's lecture.
“We sisters have no complaints, please guide us, Masters,” Chunying said, stepping forward.
What she meant was: We don't understand, we're not picky, we'll learn whatever you think suits us, you can choose whatever you want.
"Then let's practice the basics first, and see everyone's strengths and weaknesses," Old Madam Ye chimed in from the side.
Apart from Miao Cuifang, who was in high spirits, the other martial arts instructors looked listless and reluctant.
It wasn't until the group of girls had been practicing horse stance for three incense sticks' time that...
Including the little ones in that room, not one of them complained of being tired; in fact, their legs remained steady, and none of them trembled.
"Can it hold on?"
The girls nodded.
Zhang's mother then hung a wooden bucket on each of their hands, and even Huo Xiaolong had two sandbags tied to his hands.
After five incense sticks
Only Liu Xu couldn't hold on any longer. She bowed to her masters and Zhang Mama and stepped aside.
Her body was not suited for martial arts, unlike the little maid Huanlu's physique.
Although Huan Lü was also slender and delicate, the muscles in her arms and legs were very firm.
Liu Xu is indeed somewhat frail, a condition she has had since birth.
"Hey! Why don't you learn from me?"
Miao Cuifang brushed aside the willow catkins and said
The man in front of her was a few years older than her, wore a silver earring in his right ear, had slightly foxy eyes and brows, and exuded a faint fragrance.
"If Master doesn't mind," Liu Xu replied.
Miao Cuifang waved her hand
"I practice snake manipulation and Gu poison. Unlike them, you don't need to be a martial arts expert; you just need to be good at movement."
The willow catkin girl smiled with relief and asked...
"I didn't hear you clearly. Master, what did you just say you were playing?"
"Playing with snakes, huh?"
The girl took a deep breath and stood up.
I think I'm okay.
Playing with snakes? That's a privilege other sisters should probably enjoy.
She can't handle it.
When the seven incense sticks had burned out, all the girls except Chunying could no longer stay upright and stood up.
At this moment, the martial arts masters looked at the girls in front of them.
Just like a dog seeing a bone.
"Madam Ye! I think we don't need anyone else. I can teach these girls myself! I can manage on my own."
"What do you mean? Wu the Old Dog, you whip-wielding scoundrel, how dare you say you want it all? Madam Ye, why don't you just choose me? I brought our sect's secret manual with me this time. The Azure Rainbow Sword Technique is one of the best in the martial world, and I can teach it to you."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Miao Cuifang looked completely bewildered.
Are we going to go hungry?
Is this going to steal our jobs?
Didn't you say last night that you'd just fool around and leave?
"My Moshu Sect has many female disciples, and our cultivation methods are suitable for these beautiful young ladies. Madam Ye, I, Hong, am hereby recommended."
"Our sect has quite a few female disciples. I observe that these young ladies have slender fingers, which is perfect for our sect. If Madam Ye trusts me, I believe that within three years, these young ladies will be among the best in the martial arts world."
"Junior nephew! Junior nephew! I'm your uncle! I came over as soon as you said a word. If you don't let them practice hammer techniques with me, you're disrespecting me!"
Zhang's mother was also causing trouble, with a burly man over fifty years old nagging her.
Zhang's mother felt like she had two heads to crack.
Looking back, he saw Old Cen drinking tea with the little dumpling, and his anger flared even more.
She winked at Cen's mother.
This girl is yours, you'd better come and do something about her!
Cen Ang pursed his lips and exchanged a glance with the little dumpling.
We can't control her. Yesterday, she went through a lot of trouble to get the teaching rights for Huo Xiaolong's internal martial arts from Zhang Mengzhu's father.
As for external martial arts, even Little Dumpling's own father didn't get a chance to learn them; they were snatched away by Alliance Leader Zhang. This infuriated Huo Shuwen so much that he almost got into a fight with the old man.
Mrs. Ye was starting to regret it.
These girls, apart from Chunying, had absolutely no foundation. At this age, being able to persist for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn is usually the limit.
They all held the horse stance for at least five incense sticks' worth of time the first time they did it.
What's this?
A five-stick incense stick is a martial arts prodigy.
So many six-stick and seven-stick incense sticks
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