Since he had only recently recovered from his injuries, Chen Shouyi still felt a little weak. When he woke and opened his eyes, it was already eight in the morning. He sat up and picked up a T-shirt from the bed.
The moment his body moved, Shell Girl beside him woke with a start.
She opened her eyes in a daze. Seeing that it was Chen Shouyi, she relaxed, closed her eyes again, rolled over, and sank back into a deep sleep.
He got dressed and climbed out of bed.
After washing up in the bathroom, he opened the bedroom door and heard his cousin Chen Yuwei talking with his younger sister.
"Xingyue, how do you practice this move? I just can't get it right." Chen Yuwei held a wooden sword, demonstrated a forward lunge stab, and asked Chen Xingyue for advice.
Ever since she had narrowly escaped death in Dongning, she had secretly resolved to work hard at practicing martial arts.
Fortunately, her school now offered martial arts classes, with two lessons every evening. But she had rarely practiced martial arts before, so she had no real foundation. On top of that, classes had resumed late, and she had missed so much time that she could no longer keep up with her classmates.
After all, martial arts had never been mainstream. Unless a child had good talent for it or little hope of succeeding academically, few parents would let their children stake everything on such a narrow path.
"Just like this. Keep your body relaxed, but don't let your muscles get too loose. Your force should flow smoothly and rhythmically, and you need to step forward decisively... I'm not very good at explaining it. You have to feel it for yourself, again and again." Chen Xingyue demonstrated the move.