Promise!

Chapter 14, Quarrel

While practicing martial arts in the morning, Zhuang Jin could clearly feel the strange looks from other martial artists, obviously because of what happened in the morning.

In fact, the beggar rumor was only one aspect. On the other hand, both Zhuang Jin and Xiong Lei's gangs had gone on stage and been instructed by Ping Yongfeng. They were considered "celebrities" in the Huangzi No. 1 Martial Arts Training Ground. The disturbances caused by celebrities like Zhuang Jin could better satisfy the mentality of other martial artists who wanted to have fun and were jealous of others doing well.

However, Zhuang Jin was not affected at all. He remained calm and continued to practice martial arts as normal. After all, what was there to worry about? Would other people's gazes make him lose a piece of flesh?

In his heart, pursuing his own strength and practicing martial arts are the most important things. Other trivial details and the eyes of others are insignificant and not worth mentioning!
After lunch, Zhuang Jin went to the martial arts training ground for extra practice as usual. Today, Xiong Lei actually followed him.

Xiong Lei opened his mouth, thought for a long time, and carefully considered his words before saying, "Jinzi, I believe you. Don't worry about what other martial artists say behind your back."

"What they say has nothing to do with me. I'm fine, no need to comfort me." Zhuang Jin laughed. He really didn't feel troubled or affected by it.

"That's good." Xiong Lei let out a long breath and continued, "I told you, with your character, Jinzi, how could you possibly be affected? I've been worrying for nothing."

"Thanks anyway, Brother Xiong."

The two of them practiced standing meditation separately.

Not long after, Xiong Lei suddenly stopped, his face showing an expression of uncontrollable joy: "Jinzi, the first step of controlling the Qi and blood and refining the internal energy is becoming more and more obvious to me! I have a feeling that I'm almost there, just a little bit more... But it's this little bit that I can't seem to grasp for a moment..."

Perhaps because he was excited, his words were a little incoherent.

"Oh?" Zhuang Jin couldn't help but feel a little jealous when he heard this, but he quickly dispelled it and would not let it affect him or cause him to lose his balance.

After all, what does it matter to him if others are fast or slow? If others can't succeed, how can he succeed?

"Today is only the fourth day. The first step is to control the Qi and blood and refine the internal energy. Brother Xiong, you already have a clue. Don't worry, take your time. I think success will come in the next few days. At this rate, becoming a formal warrior and staying here will be a matter of course. Brother Xiong, congratulations!"

"Hehe!" Xiong Lei scratched his head and laughed: "Jinzi, I believe you will reach this step soon."

"Then I'll take your kind words, Brother Xiong." Zhuang Jin nodded slightly, but sighed in his heart. His previous life died of starvation and freezing, and it seemed that his body was indeed in poor condition, which had an impact on the first step of controlling the qi and blood and refining the internal energy.

He had previously asked others about this, and found that even martial artists like Xiong Lei, who were physically strong, could sense the rush of Qi and blood when practicing the Black Evil Posture, while he could only sense the flow of Qi and blood. For example, while a normal person's Qi and blood flowed like a vast river when practicing the Posture, his was only a stream. Perhaps because of this, he still had no idea how to control Qi and blood and refine his internal energy.

"Never mind. Just think harder and practice more. Everything depends on human effort." Zhuang Jin shook his head, calming himself down. Then, another thought occurred to him. "Brother Xiong, just keep your progress to yourself. Don't tell anyone else, or they'll do something bad."

"No way?" Xiong Lei was somewhat wary, but his understanding was not deep enough, so he said unsurely: "Those who can participate in the martial arts recruitment and enter are all respectable families. This kind of thing won't happen, right?"

Zhuang Jin shook his head slightly and said, "Human nature cannot stand the test. Brother Xiong, if you believe me, don't tell anyone about your progress from now on, including me. It's best not to tell anyone."

"Okay, I got it." Although Xiong Lei still didn't think there would be any accidents after he said it, he still knew the good and bad words. He nodded seriously and wrote it down. Then he shook his head and laughed: "Jinzi, others are others, you are you, I believe you!"

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Perhaps because he was about to complete the first step of controlling the qi and blood, Xiong Lei became more energetic. After dinner, he continued to practice with Zhuang Jin, and they went back together when the martial arts training ground was about to close.

Today, as they just entered the dormitory, a sarcastic voice suddenly rang out: "Brother Zhuang, Brother Xiong, you are so hardworking every day, I wonder if you have achieved anything?" The person who said this was Wang Rui, but many martial artists in the same dormitory had the same thoughts in their minds.

Originally, many people were dissatisfied with Zhuang Jin's self-discipline and extra training every day. They probably thought: After lunch and dinner, we are all resting, but you go to extra training to show that you are capable?
This morning, Hou Yong came and insisted that Zhuang Jin was a beggar. This incident made them feel relieved and happy. At the same time, they also looked down on Zhuang Jin a little more, so there was Wang Rui's sarcasm at this moment.

Zhuang Jin paused, seemingly oblivious to the sarcasm in the words, and continued as usual, "Just like the past few days, I don't feel anything."

Xiong Lei rolled his eyes and said in the same tone, "Me too!"

Afterwards, the two of them stopped talking and planned to go wash up.

Xiong Lei would have been fine, but Zhuang Jin's nonchalant attitude made Wang Rui feel irritated and even more excited. He deliberately muttered loudly, "Oh, a beggar, why are you pretending?"

Xiong Lei stopped and said indignantly, "Wang Rui, watch your mouth!"

Zhuang Jin also turned around and looked at him calmly.

Perhaps out of guilt, Wang Rui subconsciously avoided the gaze, but he immediately realized his cowardice and felt ashamed and angry, and was about to say something.

"Okay." Bi Kai said. Regardless of whether the beggar rumor in the martial arts training ground was true or not, he admired Zhuang Jin's attitude of not being surprised by praise or criticism, so he spoke out to help.

He showed off his progress every day. He was the undisputed number one in the No. 2 dormitory of Wu. He was also rich and was the center of the dormitory. He naturally had face. When he spoke up at this time, Wang Rui took the opportunity to back down and said nothing more.

In fact, Wang Rui also regretted speaking up. After all, if he really got angry and started fighting, he would not be in a good situation. If the situation got out of hand, he would be punished by the Shen family's manager and might even be kicked out.

"Brother Xiong, let's go!" Zhuang Jin didn't say anything else and turned around to go out and wash up.

Go out.

Seeing Zhuang Jin's silence, Xiong Lei comforted him, "Jinzi, don't take it to heart. Wang Rui just has a foul mouth."

"I know, it's okay." Zhuang Jin turned his head and put the matter aside. He was just a child, a coward with a strong appearance. What was there to worry about? He was silent because he was reviewing the meridian points he had learned that afternoon. As he said, for him now, martial arts came first, and everything else could be put aside.

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Soon, another two or three days passed, and the beggar incident concerning Zhuang Jin gradually subsided. After all, no matter what the other martial artists said behind his back or talked about him to his face, when Zhuang Jin heard it, they remained calm and had no reaction, which was boring!
If we talk about the changes in the past two or three days, Qian Wende has gradually become distant and no longer shares any secrets with Xiong Lei. It is probably because he has already mastered the Black Evil Posture. In addition, after seeing Zhuang Jin in trouble, he feels that the small group of two people has no value in making friends, so he is unwilling to continue investing.

The time came to the seventh day of November, which was the seventh day since this group of martial artists entered the outer courtyard of the Shen family.

In the morning, as usual, Ping Yongfeng led the martial artists to practice standing meditation several times. After about an incense stick of time, they were ready to leave.

At this moment, a martial artist suddenly raised his hand and asked, "Master Ping, I have completed the first step, controlling the Qi and blood, and refining the internal energy. The second step is to gather the internal energy, break through the bottleneck of the martial artist, and complete the first meridian circulation of the internal energy. How should I do it?"

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(End of this chapter)