You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 4 Introduction to Ancient Martial Arts Spearmanship
"it hurts."

After returning home, Jiang Qiu sat with his hands on his waist. He twisted his shoulders slightly and felt that his skeleton had been dismantled. The piercing stubbornness of the gun barrel almost broke his muscles.

And this is just the beginning of learning to shoot. With such high-intensity training, the most uncomfortable part will be tomorrow, when it will be hard to muster the energy.

But it is precisely because of this that it shows that the ancient martial arts spear technique has an outstanding effect on strengthening the body!

Although Wu Shan had just explained the first four moves today, Jiang Qiu benefited greatly from it. He vaguely felt that he could break through a brick wall when his strength returned. After all, he had practiced it 32 times today!

【Ancient Martial Arts Spear (Not yet started)】

[48/100]

"As long as I work hard to practice my gun, I should be able to get a spot as the gun leader, and then I can successfully register for the college entrance examination."

Jiang Qiu's eyes were burning. After dinner and a shower, he went to bed early to conserve his energy for tomorrow's training.

The next day, he opened his eyes naturally before dawn. He felt sore all over and his arms were so weighed down that he couldn't even support himself. It seemed as if his bones had fallen apart. But in order to get the gun, he had to put these bones back together!
Although he was physically exhausted, Jiang Qiu was very excited. He believed that he could persist in practicing the ancient martial arts spear technique and get the spear head!

When he arrived at the training hall, he keenly noticed that the number of students in Class 8 had decreased today. There were more than 30 students at the end of school yesterday, but only 28 were left.

Most of the students in the class lived in low-income slums. Even if they wanted to change their fate, they did not have the determination and confidence. After practicing martial arts for a day, they probably knew whether they could strive to get into the top three.

Since I can't make it into the top three in the end, I'll just be a bricklayer in the future. What's the point of suffering in practicing shooting?
It’s better to give up.

Gathering his thoughts, Jiang Qiu picked up a wooden spear from the wooden rack, and together with other classmates, under the leadership of Wu Shan, began to concentrate on today's training.

Today, he taught the essence of the last four of the first eight ancient spear techniques. Repeated practice of one section after another forced back the students who lacked perseverance and had unstable bodies. One after another, several of them were yelled out of the training hall by Wu Shan.

Jiang Qiu gritted his teeth and endured a whole day of training. Even though he was extremely tired, he practiced more times and the effect of physical training was immediate.

【Ancient Martial Arts Spear (Not yet started)】

[80/100]

On the third day, Wu Shan finally started talking about actual combat.

"Ancient spear techniques incorporate the strengths of all the famous spear techniques in ancient martial arts. They are both fierce and spiritual. They not only have domineering moves, but also basic defensive footwork. The best way to get familiar with these moves is to practice with each other!" Wu Shan stood with his wooden spear on the ground, standing tall like an insurmountable mountain: "Wang Guanjia, you come and practice with me. The others will form a team of two, with the tip of the pole in front and the tip of the spear behind!"

"Yes!"

The tall Wang Guanjia responded respectfully and left with his gun. The others all looked envious.

As a class monitor, Wang Guanjia not only had a lot of contact with teachers, but also thanks to his father, who had once been a spearman, working in the resources department of No. 8 Middle School, he started learning spears early and occasionally had the help of medicinal bath resources for body building.

Most of us have only learned ancient martial arts spear techniques for three or two days, but he may have been practicing steadily for almost three years. From the perspective of basic training such as horse stance and pole training, he is undoubtedly the number one. He is the uncrowned number one in martial arts among the eight classes, and he will definitely be selected as the leader of the spear!
Bang Bang Bang.
The clanging sound of gun barrels colliding echoed in the training hall. The man sparring with Jiang Qiu was a tall young man with broad chest muscles, a high back, and a wooden spear in his hand that seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds.

His name is Li Xueming. He lives in a civilian area in the outer city. His parents strongly support his martial arts training, and he can eat pork or beef for every meal. He is among the top students in the class in terms of innate conditions, and he also learned the first eight styles of ancient martial arts spearmanship one year in advance through other channels. He believes that except for the incomparable crown armor, his strength is not inferior to anyone in the class.

But facing the spear of the young man in front of him, he felt like a village child poking a hornet's nest. He was so frightened that he didn't know how to block with the wooden spear in his hand. The ancient martial arts spear skills that he had learned for at least a year were suddenly forgotten. His back hit the wall as he stepped backwards, but the wooden pole took advantage of the situation to stab him, and his heart stopped!
Huh—his wide eyes were filled with wood color, the breeze blew on his face, blowing his bangs away, revealing his broad forehead, and a round wooden handle was firmly stopped two inches between his eyebrows, trembling with a buzzing sound.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and waited for the wooden handle to slowly fall down before he lowered his chest and exhaled a breath of foul air. He was secretly shocked: "Could it be that Jiang Qiu has already mastered the ancient martial arts spear technique?!"

"Come on, I'll hold back."

Jiang Qiu held his gun and retreated to the starting point ten steps away. He slowly exhaled between his lips and teeth, his eyes bright.

[One actual combat exercise]

[1/500]

They had only practiced for less than thirty rounds and had just gotten started with the ancient martial arts spear technique. Subconsciously, he wanted to test how much change there was, and this scene happened.

It seems that they are stronger than most of the students in the class. After all, this pair of sparring partners was one of the five men and two women who survived the first two days.

But compared to the Crown Armor, it's probably not enough.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qiu turned his eyes to the fierce figure in the distance who was fighting Wu Shan, who was holding a gun with one hand, without fear of making any sound, and whispered to himself: "I will be stronger than him sooner or later."

Li Xueming, who vaguely heard the voice, subconsciously turned his head to look, with his eyebrows slightly raised.

Who are you talking about?

Class monitor Wang Guanjia, or teacher Wu Shan?

That's impossible. I must have heard it wrong.

"Not bad, Wang Guanjia. You are more talented than your father was. You have mastered the ancient spear technique and can deliver three-point Ming Jin before you even received a spear."

Throughout the day, whether he was resting or not, Wu Shan no longer yelled at or scolded other students. He just occasionally glanced at the other two students who needed attention, explained the key points briefly, corrected their postures, and paid more attention to Wang Guanjia.

A large number of students did not wait for Wu Shan’s detailed explanation today, or even a single word of criticism worthy of consideration. It was as if they had returned to the dull days of basic training, except that they had a wooden spear in their hands.

Jiang Qiu also felt a little regretful that he didn't get to hear more detailed explanations. He could only rely on his own practice to further improve his understanding of the ancient martial arts spearmanship.

After school, he went home alone again. During dinner, he checked his phone. In the class eight group, many classmates were expressing their dissatisfaction.

[Zhang Shan: Can’t Wu Shan teach us ancient martial arts spear techniques seriously? I have been laying the foundation for seven or eight years. I just want to learn ancient martial arts spear techniques well, so that I can at least master martial arts.]
[Li Si: So what if I master martial arts? Can I move bricks faster? There are only three people who can learn the complete ancient martial arts spear technique. When will it be your turn or mine?]
[Zhang Shan: Damn it, Wu Shan is just afraid of being blamed by his superiors and trying to cope with the school’s tasks. He has never taught us seriously. I don’t want to go tomorrow. Anyway, the final quota will definitely be decided. Why go!]
[Liu Zili: You have to give it a try. You only have one chance.]
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[Zhang Shan was banned from speaking for one day by administrator Qian Cheng]
[Li Si was banned from speaking for one day by administrator Qian Cheng]
[Turn on universal mute]
[Qian Cheng (Administrator): Tomorrow is the proficiency test, so it’s better not to discuss it in the group. After all, there are only three months left until graduation.]
[Qian Cheng (Administrator): Also, moving bricks requires a certain skill, whether to move them to the destroyed city wall or to move them in the outer city area, I suggest you do more research, for some students, martial arts is useful.]
The originally lively student group suddenly became deserted, the number of group members decreased by two, and an information section was formed from then on.

Jiang Qiu chewed rice and murmured, "Study Committee member Qian Cheng seems to be one of the five men and two women who can stick to the end every day. Haha, I remember that he has the best relationship with the class monitor and can occasionally convey notices for the teacher."

Shaking his head, he continued eating. He and Qian Cheng were not the same type of people and had no contact with each other.

He was one of the few students in the class who could live in a civilian area outside the city, and he was friends with a dozen or so classmates with similar conditions, while he himself was still living in a shantytown.

(End of this chapter)