Prajna Palm

Chapter 44: Prajna Palm

Today's Mingchan Courtyard was vastly different from yesterday. It wasn't that the environment had changed, but rather that people were continuously entering through the large bronze-colored gate.

It was nothing like the desolate and quiet atmosphere of the previous day.

These people were all dressed as ordinary students. Some carried backpacks and water bottles, while others wore large glasses.

There were even a few girls in casual shorts, proudly showing off their attractive figures.

Although these people looked like ordinary students heading to class.

Zhao Rui didn't dare to underestimate them. If his guess was correct, they should all be senior members of the Dongqi University Martial Arts Team.

"You look new here?"

As he was walking towards the courtyard, two male students called out to him from the side.

The one speaking had his hair cut to ear length and parted to one side. His hair was smooth and flowing, and his face was handsome, giving him the look of an anime character.

The other was quite burly, with well-defined muscles. He was wearing a rather flimsy tank top, which made his chest muscles appear even thicker and more prominent.

"Greetings, senior brothers. I'm a freshman who joined the team yesterday."

Zhao Rui quickly stopped and said to the two of them.

"New to the team?"

The side-parted male student was taken aback. He frowned and looked at his companion, seeing that he was also clueless. He then said, "Oh, that's quite strange! Did you report to Teacher Wang?"

"Yes! I registered yesterday!"

Zhao Rui replied.

"Oh, let's talk about it in the courtyard."

The side-parted male student nodded and said. The two of them then walked directly into the courtyard.

Zhao Rui pouted and followed a few steps behind.

A few minutes later, inside the main hall of the courtyard.

Under the gazes of the crowd, some intentional and some unintentional, Zhao Rui stood obediently at the very edge of the line, waiting with over twenty other people in the center of the hall.

After a while, Teacher Wang walked over, wearing slippers, making a "guaji guaji" sound.

He glanced lazily at the line. When he saw Zhao Rui standing somewhat isolated at the corner, he was momentarily surprised. Then, as if remembering that this was the student who had reported yesterday, he cleared his throat and said, "Um, our Martial Arts Team has a new member. Everyone, please give him a welcome. By the way, what's your name again?"

"Teacher Wang, my name is Zhao Rui!"

Zhao Rui quickly said loudly.

"Oh, right, Zhao Rui!"

Teacher Wang muttered. Then, he turned to the line and said, "Teams, proceed with your training according to your set goals. If there's nothing else, you're dismissed!"

After speaking, Teacher Wang beckoned to Zhao Rui. After receiving the course schedule handed over by Zhao Rui, he then called out to a corner of the hall, "Wang Zhe, come here for a moment."

Hearing his name, the person who looked like "Mitsui Hisashi" from earlier quickly walked over.

"Zhao Rui will be temporarily assigned to your team. His situation is a bit special; he's not from the Martial Arts Academy. You'll take him under your wing for now."

"Understood, Coach!"

Wang Zhe quickly replied.

Then, Coach Wang looked at Zhao Rui and said, "The master leads the way; cultivation depends on the individual! Don't think that just because you've joined the Martial Arts Team, you can cultivate any profound Martial Arts. You still have to hone and study it yourself."

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Coach! Your disciple will keep it in mind!"

Zhao Rui quickly and obediently replied.

"Alright, you can go. For now, you'll follow Wang Zhe to practice our basic techniques of Dongqi University!"

After saying that, he shuffled in his slippers and lazily walked towards the office desk in the corner of the hall.

"Let's go, junior brother. I'll show you around our Martial Arts Team!"

Wang Zhe said, then gestured for Zhao Rui to follow him out of the hall.

As they walked, he began to introduce the situation of the Martial Arts Team.

The Dongqi Martial Arts Team can also be called the Dongqi Martial Arts Academy. It was founded in 1935 when the eminent Buddhist master Zen Master Wenhui was invited by the school's founder to temporarily establish it.

Later, it continued to the present day through many hardships of war and foreign invasions, with a history of nearly a hundred years.

The martial arts inheritance includes Buddhist martial arts passed down from Zen Master Wenhui, as well as many other schools' techniques collected by successive instructors.

Later, when the authorities relaxed restrictions on low- and mid-level martial arts and allowed universities to form corresponding research teams, the academy's martial arts saw further significant development.

"Our academy won the second prize nationally last year, but it was only thirteenth place. The results can only be considered decent."

"I heard you're not from the Martial Arts Academy? You must have strong practical combat skills, right? However, the further you go, the higher the demand for Internal Energy..."

Wang Zhe spoke quite patiently, which was quite inconsistent with his "flowing long hair" image.

"Senior brother, does our team need sparring partners? My foundation is shallow right now, so I can be a sparring partner for everyone to hone my skills!"

Zhao Rui said considerately.

"Sparring Partner? You?"

Wang Zhe was stunned for a moment, then said with pleasant surprise, "No problem at all. Good kid, you're really getting the hang of it. Don't worry, I'm not an irresponsible person."

"Uh..."

What do you mean, irresponsible? What are you even saying?

Zhao Rui didn't know if Wang Zhe understood his meaning, but as long as he could be a sparring partner, that was enough.

As for learning the academy's martial arts, with his talent, it would be difficult to learn without a sparring partner.

While chatting, Wang Zhe brought Zhao Rui into his team's circle.

There were seven people in total, five men and two women.

Besides the burly guy Zhao Rui saw in the morning and Wang Zhe, there were three other senior disciples who looked unremarkable, blending into the crowd of students.

The two senior sisters, however, were good-looking. While not stunningly beautiful, they possessed a good temperament and excellent figures.

Bodies honed by post-natal martial arts training were truly graceful, with firm, elastic flesh.

Completely different from the flabby, soft bodies of those who didn't train.

No wonder ancient perverts were so fond of female martial artists!

After a simple introduction, Zhao Rui learned the names of the two senior sisters: Peng Xinnan and Li Shuwen.

As for the senior brothers' names, well, it was enough to know them; he'd worry about them if something came up.

"Honestly, our Martial Arts Team has never had anyone from an external department join. It's not because they can't pass the trials, but even if they do, they don't stay long and can't pass the review."

"The team has reviews every year, and those who don't meet the standards are eliminated. Originally, our team had twelve people, but five were eliminated, which is quite a high ratio."

After speaking, Wang Zhe looked at everyone again and continued, "Don't get complacent just because you passed once. If you don't meet the standards next year, you'll be eliminated too."

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

Everyone responded in unison!

Zhao Rui hadn't expected the elimination rate of the Martial Arts Team to be so high, and these were the elites among elites in the Martial Arts Academy.

Tsk, it seemed he had a long way to go!

After chatting for a bit, Wang Zhe called Zhao Rui aside. After adding each other on WeChat, he sent him a file.

"This is the Prajna Palm from our academy's Martial Arts Team. Practice it first. If you have any questions, you can ask me!"

"Ah, Senior Brother, I have to practice it myself?"

Zhao Rui was surprised. While self-learning martial arts wasn't uncommon, having to practice it yourself under the premise of a "sect" felt a bit...

"We all practice it ourselves. This palm technique is also called the Wisdom Awakening Wheel. It emphasizes cultivating Zen through martial arts, seeing one's true nature within the palm. You'll understand when you practice it," Wang Zhe said with a smile.

Zhao Rui didn't quite understand, but since his senior brother said so, he could only do as he was told.

"Our Martial Arts Team doesn't have many rules. The biggest rule is that internal conflict is forbidden. Violators will be directly expelled from the Martial Arts Team."

"Of course, internal sparring isn't prohibited. If there are conflicts, we settle them in the arena. Simple and straightforward."

Zhao Rui quickly nodded in agreement. This was a good rule. As fellow martial artists, they were accustomed to using power to suppress others.

Talking too much about reason would put them at a disadvantage.

However, even with that said, with teachers around, they still had to reason when necessary.

The word count is a bit low today, I'll write more tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)