This Luck Is Too Good

This Luck Is Too Good

"All right, enough talk. You lot, watch carefully!"

"Next, I'll teach you a set of basic body-tempering boxing techniques!"

Zhang Xianzhong stood in the center of the raised platform and shouted loudly at the 180 orphaned youths who had just finished lining up below him!

"Don't think that this Tiger Roar Fist is merely a Basic Fist Technique. It is actually the most comprehensive body-tempering fist art!"

"Moreover, it is the only Basic Fist Technique officially disseminated by the imperial court among the soldiers stationed at the border!"

"In terms of body tempering, if your aptitude is good enough, you can even continue cultivating it until you form an Impenetrable Golden Body!"

"Of course, what I'm teaching you now is only the first level of this Basic Fist Technique."

"As for the second level, it is irrelevant to you for now. Once one of you awakens Qi and Blood Power and becomes a Martial Artist, I will teach this entire basic body-tempering fist art to you little brats!"

Every word he spoke was the truth, without the slightest embellishment.

Since he intended to spare no effort in cultivating capable, loyal subordinates, he naturally had to treat people with sincerity first.

Besides, he had already formally raised his banner in rebellion. He had neither the time nor the energy to waste on complicated schemes against these orphaned youths. It was better to be straightforward.

With that, he sank into a horse stance, raised both fists, and began shifting and moving. He deliberately slowed his movements as he demonstrated this basic body-tempering fist art on the platform, move by move.

The orphaned youths here had already longed to become Martial Artists, and their interest was extremely high. One by one, they watched intently from below the platform and began imitating him.

Of course, how could teaching a body-tempering fist art be so simple?

For now, Zhang Xianzhong was merely demonstrating it several times to leave everyone with an impression.

To truly learn this fist art, they still needed personal instruction. While memorizing the moves, they also had to master the corresponding breathing methods, as well as the most important stance training.

Because these youths were all beginners in martial arts, they also needed explanations of the body's meridians, as well as how to freely gather and release force.

In short, it was impossible to achieve it all in one leap.

From Zhang Xianzhong's own experience, as someone who had walked this path before, he knew that even if there were exceptionally gifted individuals among these orphaned youths, the fastest they could awaken Qi and Blood Power and become Junior Martial Artists through cultivating this Basic Fist Technique would still be around seven days.

And that was only possible with dedicated instructors, daily Spirit Rice Meals, and Vitality and Blood Soup to assist them.

Entering the path of martial arts was difficult when one called it difficult, but easy when one called it easy.

It was closely tied to one's bone structure, qi and blood, and talent.

As long as you met the requirements for entering cultivation and received ample cultivation resources, those who could successfully enter the path would naturally do so within half a month at most.

Conversely, if your aptitude fell short and your bone structure was poor, then no amount of time or effort would be of any use.

With sufficient cultivation resources, dedicated guidance, and wholehearted instruction in cultivation methods, if you still could not awaken Qi and Blood Power after half a month of training, that was enough to prove that your aptitude was unsuitable for martial arts cultivation.

Unless you could obtain one of those legendary supreme-grade Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures capable of changing your bone structure, qi and blood, and talent, allowing you to defy the heavens and change your fate.

But those supreme-grade Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, spiritual herbs, and spiritual roots were not only exceedingly rare, but mostly occupied by the kings of Demons and Monsters lurking in deep mountains and ancient forests, wilderness marshes, and the depths of rivers, lakes, and seas.

Under normal circumstances, they were basically impossible to obtain.

So without heaven-defying luck, don't even think about it.

After demonstrating the Basic Fist Technique, Zhang Xianzhong flashed down from the platform. Together with his two trusted subordinates and more than a dozen soldiers, he began personally instructing the orphaned youths one by one.

Even those dozen-odd soldiers were already First Stage of the Body Tempering Realm Martial Artists. As people who had walked this path before, they were qualified to give these youths personal guidance.

As time passed, more and more youths began practicing the Tiger Roar Fist with decent form.

By the time half a day had passed, every orphaned youth had received detailed instruction.

Because they had previously eaten Spirit Rice Meals and drunk Vitality and Blood Soup, their energy was abundant now, as if they possessed inexhaustible strength. Despite practicing for so long, they did not feel the slightest bit tired.

Everyone still stood in formation, practicing diligently with every movement in proper order.

With such a fine opportunity to change their fates before them, so long as they were not fools, they would work extremely hard without needing anyone to urge them on.

The miserable state of the large number of orphan beggars who had been eliminated earlier was still vivid in their minds!

Thinking that if they did not work hard, they would become one of them, the youths could not help but shudder!

"This isn't that difficult!"

After half a day of practice and receiving detailed personal guidance, Li Dingguo had basically grasped the essentials of cultivating this Basic Fist Technique.

However, having lived two lives, his mental attributes surpassed those of these orphaned youths by quite a bit. Coupled with the fact that his original body truly possessed extraordinary talent, he naturally comprehended the fist art somewhat faster than they did.

"Not bad!"

While teaching these orphaned youths, Zhang Xianzhong had been closely observing their performances. Seeing that more than a dozen youths were progressing extremely quickly, he nodded in satisfaction.

Even more gratifyingly, four of them were the most outstanding. They appeared even better than he had been when he first entered the path of martial arts!

Of course, he had not enjoyed such excellent conditions when he first entered martial arts cultivation.

If he had possessed resources equal to those available now, along with someone to personally guide him, he believed that when he first entered martial arts, he would not have been inferior to those exceptionally gifted youths.

"This time, I've truly picked up treasures!"

From his current perspective, those four youths who displayed extraordinary performance were undoubtedly people of exceptional gifts and outstanding aptitude.

Is my luck really this good?

Zhang Xianzhong was no ignorant man; he had seen the world.

Even throughout the entire northwestern border region, the total number of known people with exceptional talent and outstanding aptitude did not exceed a hundred.

Yet now, after merely ordering the gathering of little beggars from one dilapidated border town, he had unexpectedly discovered four of them at once!

If this were spread around, absolutely no one would believe it.

Because it was simply too abnormal.

Encountering one could still be understood.

But four had appeared all at once, and they had come from a group of little beggars Zhang Xianzhong had gathered on a whim. It simply overturned everything he had always believed!

"Good! Very good!"

Unable to suppress the joy in his heart, Zhang Xianzhong stroked his beard, laughed, and repeatedly praised them!

He now believed that he was surely blessed by fate itself, and that his luck was far beyond ordinary.

Otherwise, how could there be so many coincidences? How could he casually gather so many monstrous geniuses?

Even among those ancient aristocratic clans with a thousand years of history, such geniuses appeared at most once in a century.

Moreover, most medium-sized and large aristocratic clans might not possess even a single one.

If this was not because his luck was good, then what else could the reason be?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xianzhong became even happier.

At last, a long-lost smile appeared on his face, which had remained gloomy throughout these past days.