After being reborn, I have seven older sisters.

Zhang Junwu explained some basic knowledge of Vajra Arhat Fist to Song Chunsheng in detail, but his hands and feet were also idle. While talking, he used both hands and feet to perform the movements.

"Although this kung fu is called Arhat Fist, if the legs and feet are not used properly when practicing, not only will the punches not be powerful enough, but the practitioner may also be injured."

"Therefore, before we formally start practicing boxing, we must first master some basic leg and foot movements correctly. Only when our lower body is stable can we fight with ease and defeat our enemies..."

Zhang Junwu explained in detail, and Chunsheng listened attentively.

Soon, Zhang Junwu began to teach Chunsheng how to practice standing meditation.

First, he taught the most basic and easiest-to-learn horse stance.

An hour later, Zhang Junwu looked at Song Chunsheng, who was covered in sweat, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

I thought to myself, this kid is pretty good. In less than half a meal, he can squat in a horse stance so perfectly!

Not only have his legs met the stringent requirement of "three points and one surface", but his waist has also fully mastered the movement principle of "relaxed but not slack, straight but not stiff". He is truly a good prospect for martial arts!

Although Zhang Junwu thought this in his heart, he didn't say a word. He just glanced at the watch on his left wrist from time to time.

Chunsheng had been squatting there for a full twenty minutes in this posture that looked unbearable to watch. Apart from the constant dripping of sweat from his forehead, his legs did not even show the slightest sign of trembling.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Junwu finally curled up one corner of his mouth.

He noticed that Chunsheng's calves had begun to tremble slightly.

If they hadn't grown up in the same village, Zhang Junwu would have seriously suspected that this kid must have practiced martial arts before, otherwise how could he be so stable?

Ten minutes later, when Chunsheng's thighs started trembling, Zhang Junwu finally couldn't hold back any longer. "Chunsheng, you've already squatted for a whole class. If you really can't take it anymore, get up and rest!"

Zhang Junwu thought that after he finished speaking, Chunsheng would definitely find a way to back down and then sit down on the ground, panting heavily.

To his surprise, Chunsheng said, "It's okay, Junwu-ge, I think I can stand for one more class!"

"No, no, that won't do!"

Zhang Junwu was startled by these words. As he spoke, he rushed over to Chunsheng, grabbed one of his arms, and lifted him up in one swift motion. "You can't practice martial arts like that! You've used up all your strength today, what will you do tomorrow? Besides, you have to go to school tomorrow morning!"

Zhang Junwu didn't want Chunsheng to keep squatting like this indefinitely for two reasons: besides fearing that Chunsheng would damage his health from practicing martial arts and affect his studies, there was another reason.

The reason is that Chunsheng had just drowned the day before yesterday and had only just recovered. He was really afraid that he might cause some problems for the little guy if he trained him too hard, which would be troublesome.

After Chunsheng was forcibly pulled up by Zhang Junwu, he kept shouting, "Brother Junwu, I'm really fine. Even if I can't sit through a whole class, I can definitely hold on for another twenty or thirty minutes."

Zhang Junwu was instantly amused by Chunsheng's fighting spirit. "Chunsheng, listen to me, I know you're good, but I don't want you to do the horse stance anymore. Let's rest for 10 minutes, and I'll teach you another move later, how about that?"

"Of course, no problem!" Chunsheng readily agreed.

Just as Chunsheng stood up to relax and stretch his legs, Zhang Junwu turned around and gently exhaled, thinking to himself, "Goodness, no wonder Huang Quangang said his brother is an excellent student."

Seeing Chunsheng's attitude and dedication to learning martial arts today, he could really imagine how absorbed Chunsheng would be once he got into a learning state.

If everyone could do things like Chunsheng, it would be strange if things didn't go well.

In an instant, Zhang Junwu suddenly realized that there was something about Chunsheng that he had never had in all his life.

It might be Chunsheng's persistence in doing things, or his fighting spirit, or something else entirely!

In short, Zhang Junwu felt that teaching Chunsheng was worthwhile.

After the two rested, Zhang Junwu taught Chunsheng the bow stance, the single-character stance, and the independent stance.

He originally planned to teach the last three basic leg skills in a couple of days, but who knew that Chunsheng could learn the horse stance so well, standing steadily and holding it for a long time.

"Chunsheng, the four stance training exercises I'm teaching you today are the four most basic leg techniques in Vajra Arhat Fist. They're like the foundation for building a house; they're the most fundamental and important part of the entire Arhat Fist martial art!"

"I know you learn quickly and well, but to truly master the skills, you mainly need to rely on consistent daily practice..."

At this point, Zhang Junwu thought that he had already learned enough today, and Chunsheng had learned so well. Should he simply not let him come tomorrow, and instead practice and consolidate his knowledge at home for a day or two, and then come back the day after tomorrow or the day after that?

But then I immediately felt that it was really inappropriate for him to change what we had agreed on that afternoon so quickly.

So after thinking for a moment, he said, "I'll be here promptly at 6:30 tomorrow morning. If you come... you'll still only learn what we taught today. You shouldn't try to do too much at once; you should understand that!"

Chunsheng nodded!

Zhang Junwu thought that Chunsheng would say something like he wouldn't come tomorrow or that he would practice at home after hearing what he said, but apart from nodding, he didn't say another word.

Therefore, Zhang Junwu could only smile and say, "Alright, let's stop practicing here for today!"

At this moment, Song Chunsheng finally spoke up, "Alright, then see you tomorrow morning, don't be late!"

On the way home, Chunsheng kept asking questions about how to properly use the exercise equipment at home!

To the untrained eye, those pieces of equipment may seem like a huge pile, but in reality, there are only two or three types, differing only in weight and size.

Therefore, even without the actual equipment in front of him, Zhang Junwu quickly explained the specific usage methods and precautions of several pieces of equipment to Chunsheng through verbal description and gestures.

When Chunsheng arrived home, his mother and two older sisters were cooking.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he immediately took down the bamboo basket containing the steamed buns that was hanging on the iron hook on the ceiling.

This action immediately startled the busy mother and sister.

The mother, Liu Yan'e, hurriedly asked with concern, "What's wrong with my child...?"

Before she could finish her sentence, Chunsheng had already taken a big bite out of a cornbread.

His two older sisters were instantly amused by his hungry wolf-like appearance and burst into laughter.

Liu Yan'e looked at her son with a wry smile and exclaimed in surprise, "My goodness! My son spent half an afternoon learning kung fu from Junwu, how did he get so hungry!"

"Alright, stop eating these cold steamed buns! The steamed buns in the pot will be heated up soon, and we'll eat them hot later."

As Liu Yan'e spoke, she snatched the cornbread that Chunsheng had taken a bite out of from his hand and put it back in the basket.

Then he turned to Chunmiao and said, "Miao, quickly take two eggs from the earthenware pot under the cutting board and steam them for your younger brother!"

Chunmiao covered her mouth and laughed, "Look at him, like a hungry wolf. Are two enough?"

Liu Yan'e thought for a moment, then said, "Five will do. I'll cook one for you and one for your sister too!"

"I won't eat it!"

"I won't eat it either!"

Chunmiao and Chunzao immediately declined their mother's offer, as they spent all their time in the kitchen and knew the household's daily necessities all too well.

There are only three chickens in the backyard henhouse, one of which is a rooster. If you want to collect 10 eggs, don't even think about it for less than ten days or half a month.

Their father was in poor health, and their younger brother was still growing, so the two sisters never even considered eating the few eggs that were already plentiful.

Looking at her two sensible daughters, Liu Yan'e suddenly felt a little uneasy.

She was about to say, "If you two aren't going to eat them, then we'll just cook three."

But just then, Chunsheng suddenly said, "Mom, if Sixth Sister and Seventh Sister aren't going to eat, then I won't eat either!"