What If I Look Down on It?

Qi and Blood Sensing, Qi and Blood Circulation, Whole Body Qi and Blood Great Circulation.

After nearly four months of martial arts training, he had finally reached the second stage.

Jiang Shu threw a punch. Blood Qi surged through his entire body, and at the instant his Horse Stance reached mastery, he could clearly feel the changes in his body.

His strength, speed, and coordination all rose in an instant.

A martial artist who had reached the Blood Qi Circulation stage possessed six hundred jin of strength in one arm and could move more than ten meters per second.

If he returned to Earth Star now and competed in sporting events, he could directly dominate the world and become the ultimate demon king of weightlifting and track and field.

No wonder Xia Kingdom, the day after issuing its policy allowing high school students to switch to Martial Arts Students and learn the Horse Stance, had unilaterally announced that it would no longer participate in any sporting events on Xuanxing.

Back then, Jiang Shu had only just begun learning the Horse Stance and had not understood why.

Now, realization suddenly dawned on him. Once Martial Dao revived—

the spirit of sports would no longer hold any meaning.

Mere Blood Qi Circulation had already pushed close to the limits of humanity.

What if one achieved the Whole Body Qi and Blood Great Circulation, or even became a formal martial artist?

"Now that the Horse Stance has reached mastery, there's no point grinding it any further. I only need to set aside half an hour each day to hold the stance and circulate Blood Qi. My next efforts should go into the Hungry Tiger Sitting Cave Stance and the Breathing Technique. I need to reach mastery as soon as possible and attain the Whole Body Qi and Blood Great 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. She wants me to help take a look, but I don't understand any of this, so come back quickly! Let me tell you, my classmate is insanely pretty!"

His phone vibrated in his pocket.

Looking at Long Cao Yan Tuanzi's profile picture, Jiang Shu felt somewhat speechless. "Jiang Yan Tuan, your brother has devoted himself to martial arts. There are no women in his heart anymore."

"Pah! As if I'd introduce her to you! I'm 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 too. If the Martial Arts Training Class is really good, sign up for one as well. Even if you can't get to the next floor, winter's so cold now. How can training outside compare to a class with an actual venue?"

"I'm training. You can go on your own. If you can't handle it, call me, and I'll come over right away."

Jiang Shu quickly typed his reply.

After taking up martial arts, his heart might have become as clear as crystal, but he had transmigrated here after all. Coupled with his growing Blood Qi, his basic desires were actually stronger than those of an ordinary high schooler.

All one could say was that, compared to those young kids, he had better self-control.

And because of his experiences in his previous life, he knew even better 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 was not as though he had never checked them out. When his Horse Stance had reached minor mastery, he had specifically visited Jicheng's three training classes.

But without exception, every single one had been all name and no substance.

They claimed to teach people how to hold stances, but the coaches themselves had only barely entered the door.

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

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

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

Not everyone was a Panel-powered grindlord like him.

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

The Blood Qi Circulation brought by the Horse Stance reaching mastery had merely allowed him to understand what Blood Qi Circulation was.

If he truly wanted the combat strength of this 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 Zhi Rou sat on the sofa, tucking her hair behind her ear as she spoke softly.

Her temperament was rather gentle, and she easily blushed whenever she spoke with people. Her social life at school depended almost entirely on her best friend, Jiang Yan Yue. Now, like Jiang Yan Yue, she had passed Ji City First High School's early 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 training outside and suffering in the cold wind. He's a lunatic. We're not waiting for him. Big sis will take you! He's only trained martial arts for a few months. I'm afraid he'd lead you into a pit if I let him inspect it. Let's go to that Martial Arts Training Class you mentioned before!"

"Mm, it's definitely better to sign up for a class if you want to learn martial arts. On one hand, there are coaches and teachers to guide you. On the other, the atmosphere is better. It's like studying—at better schools and in better classes, everyone works hard at their books, so the atmosphere is good..."

Sang Zhi Rou's voice grew softer and softer. She suddenly recalled that her best friend had once mentioned that her brother's grades did not seem particularly good, and she unconsciously changed tack. "But it also depends on the person. Some people may simply have stronger self-learning abilities and be better suited to studying alone."

"Exactly. He's the most suited—most suited to practicing martial arts alone in the freezing wind. Why doesn't the cold freeze him to death!"

Thinking of the eight hundred yuan she might never get back, Jiang Yan Yue gritted her teeth as she spoke. At the same time, she sent the address of a Martial Arts Training Class to Jiang Shu's phone.

"Little Mulberry, let's go!"

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

She then put on her own down jacket and beloved furry hat, wrapping herself from head to toe.

It was nearly March already. Why had spring still not arrived?!

Despairing inwardly, Jiang Yan Yue opened the door and walked straight into the north wind.

A true warrior dared to face a bleak life, dared to leave home and take the bus in weather like this!

Jicheng's downtown district, Twin Towers.

Yangming Martial Arts Training Class!

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

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

"Our classes are held on weekends. The basic class mainly teaches the Horse Stance and strengthens the body, with training on Saturday and Sunday mornings. If you sign up for the advanced class, we also teach combat techniques. They're very effective. Girls like you especially should enroll in the advanced class. Once you learn combat techniques, no pervert will ever dare harass you again."

The receptionist spoke in a torrent, her tongue blossoming like lotus flowers.

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

Sang Zhi Rou looked at the trainees already holding Horse Stances in the venue, tugged at Jiang Yan Yue, who was somewhat numb from the cold, and spoke quietly.

"Wait a second."

After basking in the warm air from the air conditioner for several minutes, Jiang Yan Yue finally came back to life and felt thoroughly refreshed. She cleared her throat and asked the receptionist, "How do you teach the Horse Stance here?"

She did not understand martial arts, but Jiang Shu had taught her a few days ago, saying something about rising and sinking like a galloping horse, the crown lifted into the void as form and spirit opened. Yet the trainees in the venue were merely standing in simple Horse Stances, utterly motionless!

There was nothing else at all!

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

The receptionist looked apologetic. She jogged over to the coach in white training clothes and spoke softly to him. Before long, the coach walked over.

The coach looked to be only a little over 1.7 meters tall. He struck several poses, displaying his developed muscles, and once he stood beside them, the receptionist spoke.

"You two students may not understand our training class yet. The owner of our class used to study abroad in South Korea. He's a genuine South Korean taekwondo master, and no one knows how many awards he's won! Now that he heard Xia Kingdom had begun promoting Martial Dao again, he rejected every attempt by South Korean taekwondo teachers to keep him and resolutely returned home. All to establish a Martial Arts Training Class and elevate the spirit of Xia Kingdom's sons and daughters."

"This coach was his senior brother in South Korea. Although he is South Korean, he came to Xia Kingdom when he was young and understands Xia Kingdom's culture extremely well. His martial arts are also astonishing—he can easily split several wooden boards!"

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

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

With disgust and complaint written all over her face, Jiang Yan Yue grabbed Sang Zhi Rou and turned to leave.

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

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

Who were they trying to fool?

"You two are not allowed to leave."

Just as Jiang Yan Yue and Sang Zhi Rou turned to walk out, the coach in white training clothes frowned and took several swift steps, blocking their path.

"Signing up for classes is supposed to be voluntary. What, are you planning to force us into a sale? This is Xia Kingdom!"

Jiang Yan Yue was not afraid of him. Though the coach was covered in muscles, what could he do to them in broad daylight?

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

The coach in white training clothes blocked the doorway. Inside the venue, many trainees stopped holding their Horse Stances and gathered around. They had trained here for a long time, so naturally they stood with the training class. Quite a few even pointed and whispered at Jiang Yan Yue and Sang Zhi Rou.

Sang Zhi Rou's face immediately turned red. She could not stand situations like this, and for a moment, she froze where she stood.

In comparison, Jiang Yan Yue was far calmer.

There were so few trainees here—not even one-tenth as many as the students below when she gave speeches beneath the national flag on the sports field.

As for this taekwondo coach, who looked rather formidable, she truly did not believe that he would dare lay a hand on two underage girls in Xia Kingdom.

Unless not a single gram of his hundred-plus jin of body weight had grown into his brain.

Curling her lip, Jiang Yan Yue prepared to organize her words and speak. At that moment, however, a voice she knew extremely well sounded from outside.

"Taekwondo?"

"What if I look down on it?"