From Beggar to Emperor: My Profession Has Its Own Characteristics

Chapter 94 Martial Arts School Situation

He has already reached the maximum level in all four professions, so becoming a nurse should be a breeze for him.

If all goes well, I'll be able to start working as a nurse tomorrow.

After clearing his mind of all thoughts, Zhu Yuan began to get into the zone.

The method clearly explains the breathing rhythm that accompanies each posture.

"Not bad for a first attempt at this level."

Dong Duzhou nodded, and then began to correct Zhu Yuan's posture.

The more correct the posture, the hotter Zhu Yuan felt in his body, which greatly affected his breathing rhythm.

"You can't let your breathing get out of control. Follow the rhythm. Cultivating Ming Jin stage stance training is not as simple as you think."

Zhu Yuan did not respond, and while maintaining the same posture, he continued to adjust his breathing rhythm.

Compared to basic stance training, which requires mastery before any increase in strength, stance training at the Ming Jin stage only requires initial entry to increase strength by 0.

His current feeling is not enough to achieve an overall improvement in his physical fitness, because he has not yet mastered the Ming Jin chapter of Tianyun Zhuang Gong.

In the morning.

Zhu Yuan has made great progress.

There are already two postures; maintain the most standard posture for half an hour.

This means that he has mastered these two postures.

"Zhu Yuan, you're doing very well." Dong Duzhou was very satisfied with Zhu Yuan's progress.

"Thanks to Master's teachings."

Zhu Yuan was telling the truth. Without Dong Duzhou's guidance and constant correction of his posture, he wouldn't have been able to master the two postures so quickly.

If you practice on your own, it would take at least a month to possibly master a single posture.

Four positions mean at least four months.

Of course, this is only because Zhu Yuan is confident in himself. If it were someone with poor comprehension, it might take them a long time to figure it out.

Once you get the basics down, you just need to practice diligently on your own.

"Hmm, I'll try to master the other two positions this afternoon, then I'll have an easier time, hahaha."

As he continued, Dongduzhou burst into laughter.

As a master, in addition to teaching the techniques, you also need to help your disciples get started with stance training.

The faster Zhu Yuan mastered the basics, the less time he would spend crossing the river to the east, and naturally, the easier his journey would be.

"This disciple will do his best to make Master's life easier."

"Haha, you rascal." Dong Duzhou laughed and shook his head. "Take a break, then we'll go eat."

"Yes."

Zhu Yuan responded and then left.

Dongduzhou watched Zhu Yuan's departing figure, growing increasingly satisfied.

After spending the morning with him, he understood Zhu Yuan better.

Disciples with Zhu Yuan's character are usually rather dull, but this kid is actually quite eloquent.

Even if Zhu Yuan only had average to below-average aptitude, Dong Duzhou felt he had struck gold.

but----

Dong Duzhou thought of his father, the former headmaster of Dongyun Martial Arts School.

His ideas are probably different from mine.

The old master valued innate talent far more than he did.

Dong Duzhou himself was only of average talent, so he was more lenient with disciples like Zhu Yuan. Moreover, Zhu Yuan's actual performance was no worse than that of his average talent master.

Zhu Yuan, who had left the courtyard where Dongduzhou was staying, had already gone to find Zhao Tiezhu.

He probably doesn't know yet that he has become a martial artist.

Given Zhou Ping's personality, he usually wouldn't bring up this news unless Zhao Tiezhu asked him directly.

The moment Zhu Yuan arrived at the small martial arts arena, Zhao Tiezhu, upon seeing him, immediately stopped cultivating and quickly walked up to him.

"Zhu Yuan, congratulations on becoming a martial artist!" Zhao Tiezhu congratulated him happily.

"Tiezhu, it seems you went to ask Senior Brother Zhou."

Zhao Tiezhu nodded and recounted his experience that morning: "I didn't see you for half an hour, so I went to ask Senior Brother Zhou. He then told me that you had become a martial artist and had gone to the head of the martial arts school."

After explaining the situation, Zhao Tiezhu asked a question out of curiosity.

"How's it going, Zhu Yuan? How does it feel to become a martial artist?"

"All I can say is, fantastic!" As he spoke, Zhu Yuan stretched his body, making Zhao Tiezhu hear the cracking sound of his bones.

The two chatted for a while.

The registered disciples in the small training ground all gathered around, calling out to Senior Brother Zhu Yuan and congratulating him on becoming a martial artist.

Zhu Yuandu gave a brief response to this.

After the registered disciples dispersed, Zhou Ping came over.

"Senior Brother Zhou," Zhu Yuan called out upon seeing this.

"Junior Brother Zhu, how was your stance training this morning?" Zhou Ping asked Zhu Yuan about his progress.

"You've mastered the two basic poses."

"Very fast!"

Zhou Ping praised Zhu Yuan without reservation.

Looking back on my own experience, there was a significant difference in the speed at which I mastered the skills.

Zhou Ping was not so surprised that Zhu Yuan had successfully broken through to the Ming Jin stage after only using the basic sword technique five times; he just thought Zhu Yuan was amazing.

"Let's go eat."

"good!"

We arrived at the backyard where we ate.

The first time he came here, it was when Zhou Ping parted ways with him and Zhao Tiezhu.

Now, at this point, he, Zhou Ping, and Zhao Tiezhu have parted ways.

As introductory disciples of Dongyun Martial Arts School, they are already part of the school, and their dining areas are now separate from those of the registered disciples.

The registered disciples ate under the shed built in the backyard, while the others ate inside the house.

"Come, everyone, let me introduce Junior Brother Zhu Yuan."

"Hey Junior Brother Zhou, does Junior Brother Zhu even need an introduction? He's quite famous in our Dongyun Martial Arts School."

"That's right, that's right."

During his time as a disciple, Zhu Yuan won every single sparring match; he never lost.

With his undefeated record, Zhu Yuan's fame spread rapidly within the Dongyun Martial Arts School.

"Haha, now Junior Brother Zhu truly has an undefeated record during his time as a disciple."

"They're all martial artists, then."

"Come, Junior Brother Zhu, sit here with your senior sister." A young woman who looked to be in her early twenties patted the long wooden bench where she was sitting.

Inside the Dongyun Martial Arts School, besides Zhou Ping, there were five other novice disciples instructing the registered disciples.

There were four men and two women in total. Judging from their ages, one man and one woman were around forty years old.

These two are most likely to have inferior physical constitution.

"Greetings, fellow senior brothers and sisters."

Zhu Yuan first gave a general greeting, and then, with Zhou Ping's introduction, he greeted his senior brothers and sisters one by one again.

Then he sat down next to the woman who had invited him, a senior sister named Song Qingtong.

The reason he sat here was simple: only this senior sister had invited him to sit next to her.

Besides the newly initiated disciples, the other disciples rarely stay at the martial arts school. Except for the three major festivals and two birthdays, when they do come back, it's usually because they have something to do or need some guidance.

The food for novice disciples is much better than that for registered disciples.

Putting everything else aside, at least there's plenty of meat; you can eat until you're stuffed.

While eating and chatting, Zhu Yuan, as if struck by a thought, looked all his senior brothers and sisters over.

The third characteristic of the peddler profession has been activated.