Immortal Martial: Sweeping Across the Two Worlds from Reality — Chapter 13

Sportsmanship no longer held any meaning.

Mere Qi and Blood Transportation had already pushed him close to the limits of humanity.

What if he achieved a Full Body Vital Energy Circulation, or even became an official martial artist outright?

There was no need to keep grinding the Horse Stance now that it had reached mastery. I only need to set aside half an hour each day to hold the stance and circulate my qi and blood. My next efforts should go toward the Hungry Tiger Sitting Cave Stance and the breathing method. I need to reach mastery as soon as possible and achieve a Full Body Vital Energy Circulation.

Jiang Shu calculated inwardly.

"Jiang Shu. My classmate says she's bored staying at home and wants to learn martial arts, so she's planning to sign up for a martial arts class. She's already picked one out and wants me to take a look, but I don't know anything about it, so hurry back! I'm telling you, my classmate is super pretty!"

His phone vibrated in his pocket.

Looking at Grass-Growing Yuantuanzi's avatar, Jiang Shu was somewhat speechless. "Jiang Yantuan, your brother has devoted himself to martial arts. There are no women in his heart anymore."

"Pah. As if I'd introduce anyone to you! I was just testing you so you don't get any crooked ideas later! You've passed the test now, so hurry back!"

"While you're at it, take a look for yourself. If the martial arts training class is really good, sign up too. Even if you can't climb another level, it's so cold in winter. Practicing outside can't compare with a training class that has a proper venue."

"I'm practicing martial arts. You two can go on your own. If you can't handle things when you get there, call me. I'll come over right away."

Jiang Shu typed back swiftly.

After taking up martial arts, his heart might have become as clear as crystal, but he had crossed over from another world, and with his qi and blood growing stronger, his basic urges were actually greater than those of ordinary high school students.

All that could be said was that he had better control than those young punks.

And because of his experiences from his previous life, he understood even better just how troublesome women could be. Once one latched onto him, not only would she provide no extra help, she would also affect his martial arts progress.

As for martial arts training classes? It wasn't as though he had never checked them out. When his Horse Stance had reached minor mastery, he had specifically visited Ji City's three training classes.

Yet without exception, every one of them was all bark and no bite.

They claimed to teach people how to hold stances, but in truth, even the coaches themselves had only reached the beginner level.

The best one had merely reached minor mastery, just like him.

That made sense. At the time, it had been less than two months since the Xia Kingdom announced the Horse Stance.

Unless someone had started practicing stances early, how could ordinary people reach minor mastery, much less mastery, so quickly?

After all, not everyone was a panel-grinding emperor like him.

Jiang Shu closed his eyes and imagined Old Man Li emptying chamber pots and sweeping floors again and again at the Poison Fang Hall of the Green Snake Gang. He imagined his identity being exposed and himself being hunted down by a crowd of gang members and several major bosses. He brewed a mouthful of killing intent, crouching like a tiger, breathing like a tiger.

The Qi and Blood Transportation gained from mastering the Horse Stance had merely taught him what Qi and Blood Transportation was.

To truly possess the combat strength of that realm, he would still have to wait until both the Hungry Tiger Sitting Cave Stance and the Hungry Tiger Breathing Method entered minor mastery!

Qingjiang Garden.

"Yan Yan, are we still waiting for your brother?"

Sang Zhirou sat on the sofa, tucking her hair behind her ear as she asked softly.

Her personality was rather gentle. She easily blushed even when chatting with people normally. Her social life at school basically relied entirely on her best friend, Jiang Yanyue. Now, just like Jiang Yanyue, she had passed Jicheng First High School's early entrance examination and entered the most leisurely period of her life.

So she wondered whether practicing martial arts might strengthen her heart.

"What's there to say? In weather like this, instead of signing up for a class, he insists on practicing outdoors and suffering in the cold wind. He's a lunatic. We're not waiting for him. Big sis will take you! He's only practiced martial arts for a few months. If we let him inspect the place, I'm afraid he'll get you scammed. Let's go to that martial arts training class you mentioned before!"

"Mhm, it's definitely better to sign up for a class when learning martial arts. On one hand, there are coaches and teachers to guide you, and on the other, the atmosphere is better. It's like studying for us. The better the school, the better the class—when everyone is working hard at their books, the atmosphere is good..."

Sang Zhirou's voice grew softer and softer. She suddenly recalled that her best friend had seemingly mentioned before that her brother's grades were not particularly good, and her words unconsciously changed direction. "But that also depends on the person. Some people may have stronger self-learning abilities and be better suited to studying alone."

"Right. He's the most suited for it—most suited to practicing martial arts alone in the freezing wind. Why doesn't he just freeze to death!"

Thinking of the eight hundred yuan she might never get back, Jiang Yanyue gritted her teeth as she spoke. At the same time, she sent Jiang Shu the address of the martial arts training class.

"Little Mulberry, let's go!"

She turned off the air conditioner, picked up a scarf, and wrapped it around Sang Zhirou.

She then put on her own down jacket, donned her beloved fuzzy hat, and wrapped herself up from head to toe.

It was nearly March already. Why hadn't spring arrived yet?!

Jiang Yanyue despaired inwardly. She opened the door and faced the north wind head-on.

A true warrior dared to face the bleakness of life, and dared to take the bus outside in weather like this!

Downtown Ji City, Gemini Tower.

Yangming Martial Arts Training Class!

It happened to be the weekend, and there were already more than twenty students like them inside the venue, learning stances under the coaches' guidance.

The stocking-clad receptionist in work attire came over to the two of them at once. "Hello, welcome to Yangming Martial Arts Training Class. Are you high school students? Are you looking to enroll? We have a basic class and an advanced class for you to consider."

"Our training sessions are all on weekends. The basic class mainly teaches the Horse Stance for Body Strengthening and fitness, with training on Saturday and Sunday mornings. If you enroll in the advanced class, we'll also teach some combat techniques. They're very effective. Girls like you especially should enroll in the advanced class. Once you learn the techniques, no pervert will ever dare harass you again."

The receptionist spoke without pause, her tongue blooming lotus flowers.

"Yan Yan, help me take a look. I feel like they all seem pretty good at this."

Sang Zhirou looked at the trainees already holding Horse Stances in the training area. She tugged lightly at Jiang Yanyue, who was somewhat numb from the cold, and spoke in a low voice.

"Wait a second."

After basking in the warm air from the heater for several minutes, Jiang Yanyue finally came back to life. Feeling refreshed all over, she cleared her throat and asked the receptionist, "How exactly do you teach the Horse Stance here?"

She didn't understand martial arts, but Jiang Shu had taught her a few days ago, saying something about rising and lowering, crouching like a galloping horse, emptying the crown toward the sky as form and spirit opened. Yet the trainees in the venue were merely standing in simple Horse Stances without moving at all!

There was nothing else!

"Ah, I don't really understand that either. You can ask the coach."

The receptionist wore an apologetic expression as she jogged over to a coach dressed in a white training uniform and spoke quietly to him. Before long, the coach came over.

The coach was only a little over 1.7 meters tall. He struck several poses, displaying his well-developed muscles. Once he stood beside them, the receptionist spoke again.

"You two students may not know much about our training class yet. Our boss studied abroad in Korea before and is a true Korean Taekwondo master. Who knows how many awards he has won! When he heard that our Xia Kingdom had begun promoting martial arts again, he resolutely returned home, turning down every attempt by Korean Taekwondo instructors to keep him there. He did it solely to establish a martial arts training class and raise the spirit of Xia Kingdom's sons and daughters."

"This coach was his Senior Brother in Korea back then. Though he is Korean, he came to the Xia Kingdom when he was young and understands Xia Kingdom culture very well. And his martial arts are astonishing—he can easily chop through several wooden boards!"

After the receptionist finished speaking, the coach in the white training uniform wore a proud expression, as if he could hear the girls' cries of amazement the very next moment.

"Pfft, no wonder those Horse Stance postures all looked so strange. Turns out the coach isn't even from our Xia Kingdom. Little Mulberry, where did you find this advertisement? How unreliable."

Jiang Yanyue looked disgusted and resentful as she pulled Sang Zhirou away to leave.

She had already felt that the trainees' stance postures were wrong, and now a coach had appeared claiming to have learned Korean Taekwondo.

Taekwondo was Taekwondo. Why put up a false front and ride someone else's wave of popularity?

Who were they trying to fool?

"You two are not allowed to leave."

Just as Jiang Yanyue and Sang Zhirou turned to walk out, the coach in the white training uniform frowned. In several swift strides, he actually blocked their path.

"Signing up for a class should be voluntary. What, are you trying to force a sale now? This is the Xia Kingdom!"

Jiang Yanyue was not afraid of him. Although the coach was covered in muscles, what could he do to them in broad daylight and before so many people?

"Hmph, this is the Xia Kingdom, but I am a Korean citizen! You have no right to say that the Horse Stance I teach is substandard. Apologize! Otherwise, you two are looking down on Korean Taekwondo and looking down on Korean martial arts!"

The coach in the white training uniform stood in the doorway. Quite a few trainees in the venue stopped holding their Horse Stances and gathered around. They had trained there for quite some time, so naturally they sided with the training class. Many even pointed and whispered at Jiang Yanyue and Sang Zhirou.

Sang Zhirou's face instantly turned red. She was the least able to endure things like this, and for a moment, she froze where she stood.

By comparison, Jiang Yanyue was much calmer.

With so few trainees, there weren't even a tenth as many people as there were below the stage when she gave speeches beneath the national flag on the school field.

As for this Taekwondo coach who looked rather formidable, she truly didn't believe that he would dare lay a hand on two underage girls in the Xia Kingdom.

Unless every gram of the hundred-plus kilograms on this man's body had somehow missed his brain.

Curling her lips, Jiang Yanyue was about to gather her words and speak when an extremely familiar voice rang out from outside.

"Taekwondo?"

"So what if I look down on it?"

Wearing an utterly ordinary pair of canvas shoes.

Jiang Shu stepped in through the doorway in a shirt. At 1.78 meters tall, he stood before the coach in the white training uniform and looked down at him calmly. "Were you the one who wouldn't let my sister leave?"

"If you look down on Taekwondo, you must apologize!"

"Korean Taekwondo is true martial arts. The Xia Kingdom's stance arts have only just begun! Our training class is using Taekwondo's abundant experience to guide your Xia Kingdom's crude stance arts!"

"Your sister has eyes but cannot see!"

The coach in the white training uniform snorted coldly. He had studied Taekwondo for ten years and was devout beyond measure. He believed Taekwondo was the best martial art in the world!

Although the youth before him was somewhat taller than him, his muscles were nowhere near as developed. His slightly handsome face still carried a trace of immaturity. One glance showed that he was still a student.

He looked like one of those pretty-boy youths from Korea, without a shred of a real man's bearing!

So what if he was taller!