Gou Zai Wudao Shi Lian Shen

Early in the morning, Lu Chen was the first to arrive at the training ground to practice the Panlong Stance Technique.

After he got into position, his whole demeanor was completely different from the previous few days.

Open and close your feet, with the soles of your feet on the ground.

Sink your waist and hips, and slowly rotate.

His back rose and fell with his waist and hips, like a long dragon lying on the ground. Although it was not yet agile, it already had some form and meaning.

After practicing over and over again these past few days, Panlong Zhuang Gong has already taken shape on him.

As the practice progressed, Lu Chen gradually felt the changes within himself.

His lower body became more and more stable, and his arms gradually developed muscle definition. His previously thin shoulders and back also became more toned.

Especially those eyes, which had lost some of their confusion and gained a calm and resilient light.

After Lu Chen finished practicing once, the transparent light screen reappeared:

[Panlong Stance Exercise: Not Yet Entered]

[Progress: 24/100]

Hard work pays off!

This feeling made Lu Chen feel incredibly at ease.

"Brother Lu Chen, you're here really early!"

Lu Yuan, a boy from the same village, also came to the training ground. When he saw Lu Chen practicing stance training, he waved to him.

Lu Chen nodded to him.

Lu Yuan was younger than Lu Chen, thinner in build, and his face still held a touch of the childishness typical of mountain boys. He rubbed his aching thighs as he jogged into the training ground. Seeing Lu Chen already practicing, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

Only the two of them from Lujia Village were selected by Canglong Martial Arts School.

Having just arrived, surrounded by boys from other villages, the two naturally became closer than others.

Lu Yuan walked over to Lu Chen's side, warming up as he spoke to him, "Brother Lu Chen, how's your training going?"

"My stance training is not yet proficient, and some of my movements are not in place, but I am too embarrassed to ask Senior Brother Chen Chong for guidance."

"I see that Brother Lu Chen has become completely familiar with the Panlong Stance these past two days. He practices it in one go without even needing to catch his breath. He's really amazing!"

After completing one round of stance training, Lu Chen was drenched in sweat. He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I was just forcing myself to keep going."

In reality, the practice of the Panlong Stake cannot be interrupted, otherwise the progress of the panel cannot be increased, and you will have to start all over again.

Lu Chen could only grit his teeth and persevere each time. After getting used to it, practicing the Panlong stance became smoother and smoother.

As the two talked, more and more people gathered in the training ground, and other teenagers also arrived one after another to begin their morning practice.

Senior Brother Chen Chong also arrived at the training ground.

He was dressed in a short, fitted outfit with the cuffs tucked in, and his steps were steady. As soon as he entered, the previously somewhat relaxed teenagers immediately tensed up.

Chen Chong didn't say much, and walked around the field with his hands behind his back.

Occasionally offering guidance, frequently reprimanding.

Until he saw a boy named Shi Hao, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The boy was agile and more muscular than his peers, with slightly dark skin and a wild, mountain-forest-like air about him.

The young man had heavy shoulders, a rounded back, and a closed waist and hips. His arms were wrapped around his body, as if a dragon was coiling around him, driving the circulation of qi and blood throughout his body, and a faint red glow appeared under his skin.

Chen Chong's expression changed slightly, and he asked:

"What's your name?"

After finishing his practice, Shi Hao's forehead was covered in sweat, but unlike the other teenagers, he didn't collapse. He just took a few breaths, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said:

"Shiqiao Village, Shihao".

Chen Chong paused for a moment, then said:

"Practice it again for me."

This sentence attracted the attention of the surrounding teenagers.

Shi Hao took a deep breath and got into position again.

The same Panlong Zhuang Gong (a type of martial art) can be practiced by others like a wooden stake, stiff and clumsy.

When Shi Hao practiced, it felt as if a force was slowly coursing through his body.

The energy rose from his legs, driving his waist and hips, flowing into his shoulders and back, and then gradually coiling around him as his arms embraced him.

After practicing once, Shi Hao's face was flushed and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Chen Chong's expression was shocked:

"The coiled dragon unleashes its power, tempering the tendons and bones."

"This is the basics!"

The words were not spoken loudly, but they were like a stone thrown into water.

The surrounding teenagers instantly erupted in excitement.

"getting Started?"

"Has Shi Hao mastered the skill?"

"Only three days have passed!"

"I haven't even memorized the moves yet, and Shi Hao has already learned them?"

The boys stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

They were both boys from mountain villages.

They had only started practicing Panlong Zhuang Gong three days ago.

While some of them hadn't even memorized the movements, Shi Hao had already mastered them.

The faces of the boys from Shiqiao Village immediately lit up with ecstasy.

"Good job, Little Stone!"

"I knew Hao-ge could do it!"

"Our Shiqiao Village is going to produce a martial artist this time!"

Shi Hao stood in the crowd, his chin raised, looking quite smug.

Chen Chong ignored the commotion.

He gave Shi Hao a deep look, then said in a stern voice, "Quiet down!"

The boys immediately shut up.

Chen Chong looked at Shi Hao, his tone much gentler than usual.

"Entering the sect in three days is quite impressive. Even the senior disciples in the inner courtyard might not possess your talent!"

"You wait here."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the inner courtyard.

Standing next to Lu Chen, Lu Yuan watched Shi Hao being surrounded by the crowd and couldn't help but swallow.

"Brother Lu Chen, you've only mastered the basics in three days... Is this little stone from Stone Bridge Village really that amazing?"

Lu Chen looked at Shi Hao and remained silent for a moment.

A panel quietly appeared before his eyes.

[Panlong Stance Exercise: Not Yet Entered]

[Progress: 25/100]

His progress in the Panlong stance training is only a quarter, and he is still far from mastering it.

Shi Hao, on the other hand, has already mastered the basics.

For the first time, Lu Chen felt the pressure that comes with being a so-called genius.

Some people take one step, which is equivalent to ten steps for others.

However, with the panel available, as long as he practices diligently and makes steady progress every day, he will eventually master the basics!

Focusing on himself, Lu Chen resumed his practice of the Panlong stance.

Before long, the owner of the museum, Qin Wuhe, came over, with Chen Chong following closely behind.

Qin Wuhe was in his fifties, not particularly tall, but his steps were steady.

After entering the training ground, Qin Wuhe's gaze swept over the crowd.

His gaze wasn't sharp, nor did he deliberately put on any air of authority, but the boy whose gaze swept over him still unconsciously lowered his head.

It was an aura that had been cultivated over many years of martial arts training.

"Master, that's Shi Hao!"

Chen Chong called Shi Hao out from the crowd and introduced him to Qin Wuhe.

"Introduction to Panlong Stance Exercise in Three Days"

When he said this, Chen Chong's tone still carried a hint of barely concealed excitement.

It's been a long time since the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts School has seen such a dazzling young man.

Shi Hao walked out of the crowd.

Qin Wuhe's gaze fell on Shi Hao.

Shi Hao felt a tightness in his spine, as if he had been seen through from head to toe.

He subconsciously held his breath, and his hands clenched involuntarily.

"How old are you?"

Qin Wuhe asked.

Shi Hao quickly clasped his hands in greeting: "Reporting to the Master, this disciple is fifteen years old this year."

Qin Wuhe nodded, then asked, "Have you practiced martial arts before?"

"No," Shi Hao shook his head. "I only went hunting, moving stones, and chopping firewood with my father in the village."

Upon hearing this, Qin Wuhe's interest intensified.

He had never practiced martial arts or built a solid foundation.

Relying solely on physical strength and comprehension, he reached the basics of Panlong Zhuang Gong in three days.

The quantity is even more different.

"Practice it once and let me see."

Qin Wuhe said.

Shi Hao knew that the master wanted to personally test his stance training.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the tension surging in his chest, and began practicing the Panlong stance with utmost seriousness.

He knew in his heart that this was an opportunity to change his destiny.

If he is chosen by the head of the martial arts school, his status in the school will be completely different from that of the other boys.

As Shi Hao gradually shifted his stance, Qin Wuhe's eyes slowly brightened.

Seeing the energy flowing around Shi Hao like a coiled dragon, Qin Wuhe nodded in satisfaction.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said "good" three times in a row, his voice echoing across the training ground.

These past few years have been tough for Canglong Martial Arts School.

Among the five major martial arts schools in Chixia County, Canglong Martial Arts School was once quite prestigious. Its ancestors produced martial arts masters who were famous throughout Chixia County, and their Panlong Zhuang Gong and Canglong Tongbei Quan were renowned martial arts techniques in the martial arts world.

The biggest fear for martial arts schools is a lack of successors.

For several years in a row, Canglong Martial Arts School failed to train a single martial arts scholar.

As his reputation waned, fewer and fewer newcomers came to become his apprentices.

With fewer new recruits, the tuition fees are also lower.

With fewer tuition fees, martial arts schools have even fewer resources to dedicate to training disciples.

As things declined, Canglong Martial Arts School gradually fell to the bottom of the county.

Other martial arts schools were bustling with activity, as wealthy families vied to send money and their children in.

Meanwhile, the number of new recruits at Canglong Martial Arts School has been declining year by year.

Qin Wuhe saw this and was very anxious.

If things continue like this, Canglong Martial Arts School will only decline further and further, and may even be forced to close down.

For this reason, after much deliberation, Qin Wuhe turned his attention to the depths of the mountains.

The mountain village was poor, and the boys were unruly.

They couldn't afford tuition and were unfamiliar with the world.

But children who grow up in the mountains, who spend their days chopping wood, carrying water, and traversing mountains, may not necessarily have weak bones and muscles.

If a few promising talents can be selected from among them, it can also add some fresh blood to the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts School.

Thus, the "Good Luck Plan" was born.

To put it nicely, it's about opening up a path to martial arts for children in mountain villages.

To be realistic, this is also a desperate measure for Canglong Martial Arts School to save itself.

Qin Wuhe hadn't had high hopes.

He thought that if three or five out of the forty village boys could succeed, then all his efforts would have been worthwhile.

But to his surprise, in just three days, a promising martial arts talent actually emerged from the deep mountains.

Panlong Zhuang Gong is a martial arts stance training method passed down through generations at Canglong Martial Arts School. It can be considered a superior foundational method in the entire Chixia County.

It would take at least ten days to half a month to even get a basic understanding of it.

Shi Hao mastered the Panlong Stance Technique in just three days, demonstrating his exceptional talent, which could even rival that of some of the most outstanding members of prominent families.

The more Qin Wuhe thought about it, the happier he felt.

He looked at Shi Hao with the same gaze he would give a piece of uncut jade that had just been carved out of a rock.

"Shi Hao".

Qin Wuhe spoke, his voice much gentler than before.

Shi Hao quickly straightened up: "Disciple is here."

Qin Wuhe nodded and said, "You're very good."

"Being able to master the Panlong Stance Technique in three days shows that your innate talent and comprehension are not bad."

"However, mastering stance training is just the beginning. The path of martial arts is long, so don't be complacent."

Shi Hao immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Disciple understands!"

Qin Wuhe looked at Chen Chong beside him and instructed, "From today onwards, Shi Hao may go to the pharmacy every day to collect a dose of Tiger Bone Strengthening Soup."

Then he looked at Shi Hao and said, "Come with me. Now that you've mastered the basics of the Panlong Stance, you're qualified to learn boxing. I'll teach you the techniques!"

The other teenagers were filled with envy as they watched Shi Hao leave with Qin Wuhe.

Chen Chong shouted, pulling everyone back to reality: "Alright!"

"Keep practicing martial arts!"

"With hard work, you too have a chance to gain the master's favor and soar to great heights!"