Gou Zai Xianwu Wenjing Search for Opportunities

Chapter 34 The Red Instructor's Interest Awakens

The autumn wind was bleak in the early morning, and felt a bit chilly on my face.

The martial arts disciples were all wearing thick training clothes.

Over the past month or so, the number of martial arts disciples has changed several times, and surprisingly, the number has increased to thirteen.

Even though Coach Hong remained as strict as ever, there were still people who came for the fame, but unfortunately, not many of them actually persevered.

Of the thirteen, only four have remained unchanged.

Wu Yong still stood alone in the first row, still acting independently. At the end of last month, he broke through to the mid-stage of Body Tempering, becoming the young man with the highest martial arts realm. He was also the best at performing the Taizu Long Fist.

Therefore, his title of senior disciple was finally recognized by his later disciples, but unfortunately it was never officially recognized by the Red Instructor.

Since that day, when Instructor Hong replaced Lin Yuan with Lin Yuan to teach the new disciples, he not only stopped letting Wu Yong teach, but also stopped letting Lin Yuan teach. Now, Hu Cai is the one teaching the new disciples martial arts.

Lin Yuan was happy to have some free time and could focus on practicing his own skills. Although teaching new disciples martial arts would deepen his relationship with the Li family members, in the world of martial arts, realm is the most important thing. If he were quickly surpassed by the new disciples, they would not think highly of him because of this. Instead, they would think that he was not as skilled as others and was not worthy of teaching them.

In the second row, Hu Cai stood at the head. He had reached the early stage of Body Tempering a few months ago and had been practicing diligently ever since. He was expected to break through to the middle stage of Body Tempering by the end of the year. Because of his serious and responsible attitude towards martial arts, he became the third senior brother among the Li family disciples.

Hu Cai was a lively person who got along very well with these new disciples and they had a good relationship.

Zhao Sheng gradually recovered and broke through to the early stage of Body Tempering in early September. He even treated everyone to drinks at Chunfeng Tower.

Lin Yuan has not yet broken through because he did not practice martial arts to strengthen his body in his early years and did not lay a foundation for martial arts in advance. Now, he has only been practicing martial arts for a few months and is starting from scratch, so he is slower.

Among the disciples were several newly arrived Li family disciples who, after a month of being spurred on by Instructor Hong, had broken through to the next level ahead of him. As a result, these disciples had only a so-so relationship with Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan knew that these disciples had been practicing martial arts since childhood, and had only broken through to higher levels after entering the Martial Arts Hall.

He didn't care about any of this and continued to practice his martial arts. After several months of training, his progress was obvious. Not only did his blood and qi become stronger, but his strength also increased. His body was no longer thin, but became more and more robust, far beyond what it used to be.

At this moment, in the martial arts arena, Instructor Hong had not yet arrived. Under Wu Yong's guidance, the disciples began practicing their boxing in perfect unison.

Lin Yuan habitually warmed up by standing on the barricades first. Now he can stand on the barricades without any effort. Under the long-term spurring of Coach Hong, standing on the barricades has become his instinct. He can not only stand for a long time, but also has a stable lower body and a very standard posture.

After standing for a while, Instructor Hong, as usual, slowly walked into the martial arts arena.

The disciples immediately began practicing their fist techniques with great effort, and the martial arts arena was filled with constant laughter and cheers, especially Wu Yong and Hu Cai, whose styles were imitated by the rest of the disciples.

Lin Yuan had no intention of showing off. Standing meditation was the foundation of martial arts, and the daily practice time was indispensable. He continued to keep his eyes focused on his nose and his mind focused on his heart, insisting on practicing the chevaux-de-frise stance first.

Coach Hong, holding a whip, started urging the first row onwards. After watching Wu Yong's standard boxing technique for a while, he didn't strike him once.

When they arrived at the second row, Hu Cai received one lash, while Zhao Sheng received two.

She walked up to Lin Yuan and saw that he was one of the few people still standing in the static stance. She couldn't help but take a second look and was quite surprised. She also saw that his stance was standard, his power was in place, and his breathing was long and steady. She knew that he had completely mastered the chevaux-de-frise stance and couldn't find a place to strike. She nodded slightly and left.

When she arrived at the third row, Lin Yuan heard the continuous cracking of whips and the sobbing of several teenagers behind him, which hurt his ears. Fortunately, he got used to it and even thought that the accompaniment was not bad.

The whip didn't hurt as much as I'd imagined, but the sound was deafening enough to terrify even the most timid boy.

Some boys, before even seeing Instructor Hong arrive, panicked and ran away. Instructor Hong didn't even glance at them, letting them escape the training ground.

Half an hour later.

After finishing the static stance, Lin Yuan began practicing stance steps, gradually immersing himself in the world of martial arts, ignoring everything else and focusing solely on practicing the Eight Directions Steps.

Even when Coach Hong came over again, he didn't notice at all. When he did see him, he didn't care and continued practicing.

Now, when faced with criticism, he can remain calm and composed, watching the whip rise and fall with ease, identifying and correcting his shortcomings, and constantly refining his techniques.

The instructor stopped and observed for a few breaths. He saw that the Eight Directions Step was smooth, natural, vigorous, and powerful, indicating that the instructor had reached a level of mastery.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she was overjoyed—she had found it!

"Crack!" A whip lashed Lin Yuan's left heel, and a tingling pain instantly spread throughout his left leg.

He endured the first wave of intense numbness and pain, forcing himself not to fall. He twitched his lips, and without uttering a sound, calmly raised his left leg in a one-legged stance, while pondering the oversight he had just made.

After the numbness and pain in his left leg subsided, he finally came up with three possible mistakes. As for which one it was, he wasn't absolutely sure, so he had to test them one by one.

In front of Coach Hong, Lin Yuan immediately lowered his left leg and chose the most likely option, re-performing the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada footwork. However, this time he pressed down on his left heel, causing his left leg to sink and move backward, which made his footwork instantly more fluid.

The sluggishness he felt every time he used the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada instantly disappeared.

So that's the key!

Lin Yuan glanced at Instructor Hong out of the corner of his eye, avoiding direct eye contact, and respectfully said, "Thank you for your guidance, Instructor!"

The Red Instructor nodded, shook the long whip in his hand, and seeing that he could no longer whip it, he felt bored and turned to leave.

Lin Yuan didn't mind and practiced the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada repeatedly to quickly consolidate his understanding.

Half an hour later.

After Lin Yuan finished practicing the Eight Directions Step, he began to practice the Sixteen Forms of Taizu Long Fist. In fact, he could learn more if he wanted to, but he couldn't bite off more than he could chew.

These sixteen forms are the simplest, mainly consisting of straight movements with few variations, making them the easiest to master.

When practicing boxing, he constantly adjusts his breathing and tries his best to coordinate with the boxing movements, so that his strength and energy are in harmony, rising like the wind and striking like lightning, continuous and uninterrupted, his body like a swimming dragon.

Lin Yuan had been learning the breathing method of Changquan for some time, but he could only mechanically coordinate it with the fist and foot moves, and had not yet been able to truly master it.

Before anyone knew it, the Red Instructor appeared in front of him again and started picking a fight. Seeing that his moves were stiff and his strength and energy were not coordinated, his eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth curled up. He immediately whipped the whip and lashed out.

"Snapped!"

Immediately, the sound of whips cracking across the field never ceased.

Lin Yuan quickly corrected himself, but the faster he adjusted, the more fiercely the instructor whipped him, showing no mercy whatsoever.

However, he didn't care. If he really couldn't hold on, he could just fall to the ground and the Red Coach would let him go.

During this time, he also discovered that even if the disciples trained to their limits, as long as Instructor Hong was present, he would never let the disciples suffer serious injuries.

This is truly amazing. Lin Yuan and Hu Cai had discussed it privately and both believed that Instructor Hong was a master of martial arts, capable of forcibly stopping his disciple when he was nearing his limit, thus preventing injury.

Yes, if any disciple overdoes his training and reaches his physical limit, Instructor Hong will knock him to the ground and make him rest properly.

Now, after several months of tempering his physical body, Lin Yuan is able to withstand even stronger training. With increasing confidence in Coach Hong, he no longer holds back his strength and uses all his power to digest Coach Hong's guidance.

He won't collapse unless he reaches his limit.

Seeing how quickly he adjusted and recovered, Coach Hong couldn't help but purse her lips, intrigued. She continued to urge him on his shortcomings, whipping him faster and faster.

The constant cracking of whips made the nearby boys steal glances at each other, each one shrinking back in fright and quietly keeping a safe distance, not daring to approach.

Lin Yuan benefited from his diligent practice of the Sixteen-Road Long Fist during this period, which laid a solid foundation. Therefore, through continuous adjustments, he gradually sensed a glimmer of opportunity for the harmony of qi and strength.

The instructor was helping him quickly master the Sixteen Styles of Long Fist.

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