I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 14 The Free Lunch

Swordsmanship Club, Martial Arts Training Ground.

The freshmen were all practicing the first stance in "Six Forms of Military Competition" with great effort, and every now and then someone would be corrected by Xu Lan for not performing the movements correctly.

Some of them learn very quickly, while others make slow progress even after being corrected several times.

This shows that good techniques are indeed necessary for martial arts training, but the same techniques can produce vastly different results when practiced by different people.

Just like when studying mathematics, some people can become mathematicians by self-study with just a textbook, while others, even if they study diligently, will end up being completely ignorant. This is due to the difference in individual talent and aptitude.

In addition, if one wants to quickly master martial arts, one must have a renowned teacher to guide them.

This is why students at No. 1 Middle School are so eager to join the four major clubs of the Fighting Center, because only the four major clubs have professional-level martial artists serving as instructors.

It is very difficult for an ordinary student to adjust their posture and breathing rhythm without the guidance of a professional martial artist.

As for the kind of large-scale, one-size-fits-all instruction used in physical education classes, it certainly won't be as effective as the learning outcomes of having only a few students.

Of course, wealthy people usually hire private trainers, as one-on-one instruction is obviously the most effective, but also the most expensive, and ordinary people simply cannot afford such expenses.

Fortunately, Ye Qingzhou didn't need any famous teachers, because he himself was a grandmaster of martial arts, and no one knew better than him how to cultivate martial arts.

While the other students were all circling around Xu Lan, constantly asking her various cultivation questions, Ye Qingzhou had already found a corner and started to ponder the cultivation technique she had acquired.

Instead of rushing into practice, he first tested and adjusted his posture through various strange movements to find the most suitable body movements and breathing rhythm for himself, rather than rigidly practicing according to the standard movements.

After all, the standard movements are only the most suitable for most people, and people's physical conditions are different. That's why Ye Qingzhou needs to confirm and adjust the standard postures to fit himself best. Sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood, and Ye Qingzhou is very patient.

However, to those around him, Ye Qingzhou's actions seemed extremely awkward and reckless.

Especially Zheng Zigang and others, who already disliked Ye Qingzhou, now felt that Ye Qingzhou was just trying to gain attention, and they all cast mocking and contemptuous glances at him.

However, Ye Qingzhou didn't care at all about the opinions of these small fry.

At this moment, Ye Qingzhou was completely immersed in cultivation. He had found the stance that best suited him and then began to formally cultivate the first stance of the "Six Stances of Military Competition".

It is as swift as the wind!

Ye Qingzhou moved gracefully, throwing a punch that stirred up a storm, the swirling air sweeping across the entire training ground, causing some girls in skirts to scream.

This punch was different from Ye Qingzhou's previous "A Sound Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold". It not only gathered the power of the body, but also mobilized the internal energy. It used the internal energy of the wind to cause changes in the surrounding airflow, making its power even greater!

Zheng Zigang and the others, who had just been dismissive of Ye Qingzhou, were nearly stunned: "His fist generates wind, and his aura shakes in all directions? This is a sign of mastering the basics of wind-based techniques!"

Tian Hongling also found it unbelievable: "He only practiced for less than three minutes, and he's already mastered it?"

"I don't believe it!"

Zheng Zigang clenched his fists so tightly that his back teeth were almost ground to powder.

The martial arts techniques on Blue Star are divided into six levels from low to high: beginner, proficient, master, advanced, perfect, and finally, transcendent.

As for the wind force in "Six Forces of Military Competition", Zheng Zigang practiced for a full six months before he even got the basics down, and to this day he has only just barely reached the threshold of proficiency. This is the result of his diligent study and practice day and night.

Ye Qingzhou mastered it in three minutes. That's not even enough time to heat up some food in the microwave. Do you have to be so unbelievable?

Regardless, Zheng Zigang couldn't accept it: "He must have secretly practiced before, otherwise how could he master it in three minutes? Are you kidding me? Does he think he's Zhang Xinwu?"

Tian Hongling didn't say anything. Although she also felt that it was a bit unreasonable for Ye Qingzhou to master the skills in three minutes, she didn't get as carried away as Zheng Zigang.

At this moment, Xu Lan also stopped instructing the other students, walked quickly towards Ye Qingzhou, and called him into the office.

Across the coffee table, Xu Lan looked at Ye Qingzhou with admiration in her beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but exclaim, "You've already mastered the Wind Force?"

Ye Qingzhou was not pleased by this. Instead, he frowned and said, "Just now, all the vital energy in my body was completely drained. What happened?"

Xu Lan laughed upon hearing this, "You've only had your first martial arts meal today. How much vital energy can 200 grams of artificially raised Iron Feather Chicken provide? In my opinion, you are a prodigy. You've managed to cultivate Wind Force to the entry level with just this little bit of vital energy. I'm afraid even the Extreme Dao Madman Zhang Xinwu at your age is not as good as you."

Who is Zhang Xinwu?

"He is a taboo in the martial arts world of our Eastern Pole Kingdom. It is said that his martial arts talent is far superior to that of Chairman Qi, who is known as the Nine Dragons Fist Saint. However, he is arrogant and disdainful of others, making him an extremely terrifying martial artist."

When this person was mentioned, Xu Lan's face showed a look of fear, clearly unwilling to say more, which shows that "Zhang Xinwu" is no ordinary person.

Ye Qingzhou didn't bother asking any more questions; he was more concerned with improving his cultivation and foundation: "Teacher Xu, how do I absorb vital energy?"

Xu Lan patiently explained, "Although the concentration of primordial energy on Blue Star has been rising continuously since the appearance of the Cave Heaven Secret Realm, the content is still too thin. It is difficult to obtain through normal breathing. The most efficient way is to eat the meat of rare birds and beasts, or to eat the immortal herbs, spiritual herbs, and exotic flowers and fruits produced in the Cave Heaven."

As for the free lunch only available at noon each day, it was clearly insufficient to meet Ye Qingzhou's energy needs for training: "So, Teacher Xu, when are you going to start taking care of me? I can't wait any longer."

"..."

Xu Lan gave Ye Qingzhou a disgruntled look: "Who wants to support you? I can barely support myself! As for wanting to eat martial arts meals, you'd better work hard for it yourself. The weekly qualifying round is in three days. As long as you make it into the top five and secure a spot, the Kendo Club will naturally provide you with free martial arts meals."

"Three days? I don't want to wait even a second longer."

Just now, Ye Qingzhou was breaking through the barrier. If his internal energy hadn't been exhausted, he probably would have reached the Great Perfection realm in one go, let alone just the entry level of the Wind Force.

"Teacher Xu, can't we pay out part of the benefits in advance?"

"You really are impatient. Fine, I'll reluctantly agree. But let's get this straight: if you don't make it into the top five in the spot battle three days from now, you'll see how I deal with you."

"Top five?"

Ye Qingzhou looked at Xu Lan with great confusion: "Why can't I be the chief?"

Xu Lan was speechless: "Chief? You think you can beat Lu Yifan?"

Ye Qingzhou blinked in confusion: "Is he strong? I didn't see it."

For Ye Qingzhou, defeating Lu Yifan was a piece of cake, with virtually no difficulty.

Although Lu Yifan is the chief of the sword club and one of the five kings of "sword, fist, palm and leg" in No. 1 Middle School, his strength is still very strong.

But that's true for ordinary high school students; for Ye Qingzhou, it's just so-so.

(End of this chapter)