Starting with photographic memory, I've worked my way up to become a martial arts immortal.

"Turtle, Tiger, Crane?" Jiang Yuan scratched his head. "Judging from the name, I thought our martial arts school practiced White Crane Fist."

Wei Xuan wasn't surprised; every disciple would ask this question when they became his apprentice.

He said calmly, "These three boxing techniques are foundational techniques. We'll discuss other techniques after you've mastered them."

Next, I will talk about the characteristics of these three boxing styles.

The tortoise-shaped creature is primarily defensive, possesses great strength, and has strong regenerative abilities.

The Tiger form primarily enhances burst damage, is well-balanced in all aspects, and has high versatility.

In the later stages of practicing the Crane Form, the body becomes light and agile, and speed is increased, which can replenish vital energy.

"I wonder which one is more suitable for this disciple?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"Your slender build makes you the most suitable for the Crane Style Fist in the martial arts school. However, this style of boxing has complex stance training and requires a high level of physical fitness and comprehension. It would be better to settle for the Tiger Style Fist instead. This style of boxing is considered top-notch in their martial arts school."

At this point, Wei Xuan picked up his teacup and waited quietly for his disciple's reply.

Jiang Yuan lowered his head.

After listening to his master's words, it was clear that Crane Style Fist had the deepest potential, and it was also somewhat related to the name of the martial arts school.

He was confident that with the panel in his possession, there would be no bottleneck in any skill, and he was confident that he could improve this boxing style to perfection, no matter how difficult it was.

Without further hesitation, he declared loudly:

"Master, I've made up my mind. I'll choose Crane Style Fist."

"Just as I expected, in fact, the vast majority of disciples who join the martial arts school choose Crane Style Fist as their first style of boxing." Wei Xuan revealed an expression that said, "I knew it."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but grin to himself.

It's all because of the name of your martial arts school that everyone thinks Crane Style Fist has some profound techniques hidden behind it.

What's strange is that when he passed by the courtyard yesterday, even with his layman's eyes, he could tell that only a small portion of the disciples practiced Crane Style Fist.

Wei Xuan immediately explained the reason to him.

"The Crane Form Fist is indeed the core foundational fist technique of this martial arts school. However, I have a rule: you must master the basic stance training within half a month, otherwise you will have to switch to another fist technique. Currently, only two or three out of ten disciples who have entered the school have the aptitude to do so. Are you still sure you want to choose the Crane Form Fist?"

"Half a month?"

Jiang Yuan was startled. As for whether he had confidence, of course he did, but not as much as before.

The panel he relies on is primarily for steady improvement and eliminating bottlenecks, but the speed of progress still depends on his own aptitude.

According to his master, this aptitude doesn't seem to be very good.

However, he also has a photographic memory, which is helpful for martial arts training.

Seeing Wei Xuan's gaze, he forced a smile and replied, "This disciple is certain."

"OK."

Wei Xuan withdrew his gaze, somewhat disappointed.

This disciple came from a poor family and worked hard. He must have suffered a lot behind the scenes to earn the money to enter the martial arts school.

For Old Wang's sake, and considering how obvious my hints were, I didn't want him to waste his precious half-month.

Unexpectedly, this disciple is still so persistent, clearly lacking self-awareness.

It can only be said that he was too young and ignorant, and had a stubborn personality that wouldn't turn back until he hit a wall.

However, since his disciple insisted on making his choice, he said no more; otherwise, it would not be a hint but an obstruction.

He will still do his best to fulfill his responsibilities.

Wei Xuan stroked his beard and asked, "Old Wang mentioned in his letter that you often borrow books from his study, so you must be literate?"

"You can read." Jiang Yuan nodded.

"This is quite rare in the outer city. This way you can learn the stance training faster. If you can really master it in half a month, I will give you a small reward."

"Thank you, Master. Perhaps you wish to show me the secret manual first?"

"What secret manual? It's a boxing manual. I'll personally teach you over the next few days." Wei Xuan pointed to the door. "Go and call Chong'er here."

"Yes."

A short while later, Wei Chong and Jiang Yuan came in together.

Wei Xuan instructed, "Chong'er, take Jiang Yuan for a walk around the martial arts school, change his clothes, and then have him look at the boxing manual and explain what needs to be explained."

"Yes, Father." Wei Chong replied obediently, then smiled at Jiang Yuan, "Junior Brother Jiang, come with me."

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Wei Chong led Jiang Yuan around the courtyard, talking as they went.

The martial arts school was originally a three-courtyard building consisting of an outer courtyard, an inner courtyard, and a rear courtyard.

The inner courtyard is where the master lives; disciples are not permitted to enter.

The inner courtyard is where disciples who have reached the Ming Jin level or above practice martial arts.

The outer courtyard is the largest, complete with bathrooms, kitchens, latrines, and storage rooms, for the convenience of the disciples.

Jiang Yuan received a set of training clothes, which were yellowish in color and had a black circle on the left chest with the character "crane" written inside the circle in white on a black background.

He changed into the clothes directly in the storage room and found them to be much more comfortable than his previous clothes.

He looked much cleaner and more organized than before, finally resembling a martial artist.

"Third Senior Brother, where do we go next?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"I'll take you to the study." Wei Chong locked the door to the storage room and led the way.

"The area we're going to is no longer part of the outer courtyard. You're not allowed to come in without Father's permission, or you'll be punished," Wei Chong instructed.

Jiang Yuan assured him, "Third Senior Brother, don't worry, I know the rules and will never break them."

Wei Chong nodded. Although he was young, he had seen all kinds of people since he opened this martial arts school. Many disciples who seemed normal were actually quite dull in some aspects. It was never wrong to remind them a few more times.

"Junior Brother Jiang, what style of boxing did you choose? Let me guess, it must be Crane Style Boxing."

"Third Senior Brother is really amazing, he guessed it right away." Jiang Yuan gave him a thumbs up.

Wei Chong looked a little smug and blinked as he said, "It's not entirely based on guesswork. If you had chosen the other two boxing styles, Father would have mentioned it to me."

Jiang Yuan was somewhat speechless, then a thought struck him, and he asked, "Why did Master say this exercise is complicated? Is it more difficult than the other two?"

Wei Chong nodded: "It's quite difficult. The other two stance training methods each have twenty-four forms, while the Crane Stance Training method has forty-eight forms!"

"That sounds difficult."

Jiang Yuan was impressed but didn't understand. He felt that the difference could be felt just by looking at the numbers, and the Crane-shaped one was clearly a level higher.

"However, if you can master it, there will be many benefits." Wei Chong suddenly smiled mysteriously, and then no matter how much he pressed for an answer, he would no longer answer questions on this topic.

Jiang Yuan felt a tickle in his teeth. In his past life, he hated riddle tellers the most, but he never expected to encounter them so often in this world!

But he was helpless.

Soon, they arrived at the study.

Jiang Yuan waited in the outer room. Outsiders are generally not allowed to enter private places like the study.

Before a cup of tea could be brewed, Wei Chong took out two books and handed one to him.

"You can look at it here, but you can't take the book out of this room. It would be best if you could read, but if you can't, just look at the pictures inside. If you don't understand something, just ask me."

Can you learn boxing just by reading a book?

Jiang Yuan wondered to himself, then asked curiously, "Third Senior Brother, when will I be able to learn stance training?"

Wei Chong blinked: "You're learning now? You need to memorize every picture so you can learn faster when Daddy teaches you this afternoon. Pay attention, okay? Don't fall asleep while reading like the other roughnecks."

"I see."

Jiang Yuan opened the book, and a painting came into view.

It depicts 206 human bones, each with its name noted in tiny print.

"Hiss, is this a boxing manual or a medical manual?"

He was dumbfounded.