"Shen Zhou, it's time to go home for dinner."

"I got it, Mom."

"Hurry up, the food is cold, your dad and I have finished eating, and we are waiting for you... The same goes for you. The scar has healed and you have forgotten the pain. Just after the plaster was removed, you went to boxing with the coach again, and you can also practice boxing.

Don’t hurt your body.”

…

Sioux City, 4th floor of Wanhe Mall, Feite Fighting Hall.

In the octagonal cage, the smell of sweat and foot odor are mixed.

Lu Chenzhou turned off his mother's phone and gently wiped the sweat marks on the phone screen with a tissue. Big beads of sweat fell from the tip of his nose and dripped on the rubber mat.

The bald instructor in front of him patted Lu Shenzhou on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Shen Zhou, you really don't plan to continue a few more lessons? Although "Black Tiger Fist" is just an ordinary martial arts, if you want to get started with these thirty-six moves,

It’s not easy either. I’ll plan 360 lessons for you next. As long as you follow me and practice step by step..."

Before the coach could finish speaking, Lu Chenzhou shook his head.

"Thank you coach, let's forget it."

The bald coach asked unwillingly:

"Brother, you are giving up halfway now."

"It's okay, I'll leave now. Thank you coach for your guidance during this period."

Lu Chenzhou got rid of the coach who was still trying to stalk him, and left the fighting gym. The bald coach was left alone, a little depressed, and murmured: "It's difficult..."

The fighting gym can no longer make ends meet. I originally thought of charging Lu Chenzhou a small amount of class fees and then run away and close down, but I didn't expect that this guy couldn't get in.

…

Building 3, Shihu Jiayuan, 2802.

Lu Chenzhou was hungry when he returned home. His mother, Li Xianghua, was washing the dishes. There were two dishes left on the table, a plate of braised pork ribs and a plate of stir-fried lettuce.

Lu Chenzhou took a shower, sat at the dining table and said:

"Mom, I won't go to the fighting gym anymore."

Li Xianghua in the kitchen asked:

"Why did you stop going all of a sudden? Didn't you just have ten classes?"

She looked at Lu Chenzhou who was engrossed in eating.

Li Xianghua doesn't know how to practice martial arts and is just an ordinary person. But she often watches TV and knows that practicing martial arts is just a matter of time and space, and ten classes are definitely not enough.

However, thinking of the 300 yuan per class fee, Li Xianghua guessed that his son most likely found it too expensive and was afraid of adding to the burden on his family.

She thought for a while and said:

"When your father comes back, I will discuss it with him..."

"Mom, there's really no need for that."

"Don't you want to take the martial arts exam at Pingjiang University?"

"I'm only a freshman in high school, and there are still three years left. Mom, don't worry, I have a plan in mind." After finishing his meal, Lu Chenzhou picked up his phone and returned to the bedroom.

While Li Xianghua was washing the dishes, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The poor in literature and the rich in martial arts have always been like this.

"With Shen Zhou's hard work and hard work, even if he was born with average bones, he might be admitted to Pingjiang Wuhan University..."

Upstairs, Aunt Zhang's grandson is three years older than Shen Zhou, but his mind is a little immature. He hangs out with a bunch of people in society every day, which makes the family worry.

But just because he has a medium-sized bone and is naturally suitable for practicing martial arts, he was already a fourth-dan amateur at the age of 18, so he was admitted to Pingjiang Martial Arts University. This is his fate.

When it comes to martial arts practice, one should look at one’s bones, and the other should look at one’s understanding.

Comprehension is the ability to understand martial arts. It is ethereal, has too many variables, and is difficult to measure. Instead, it is the bones, which are fixed at birth. This is what the ancient martial arts masters called "bone surprise" when recruiting disciples.

There are three levels of root bones: lower, middle and upper.

Every newborn in Daxia will have a free opportunity to have their root bones tested after they are one month old. In most cases, ordinary people have inferior root bones.

Low-level martial arts qualifications are mediocre.

But that's the vast majority.

In the old days of Daxia, the country was founded on martial arts and emphasized martial arts education.

However, limited resources can only give priority to those with good foundation. Those with medium foundation can receive the 12 years of state-compulsory martial arts knowledge and martial arts education after the age of 6, free of charge. Aunt Zhang’s grandson is an affiliated student of Pingjiang Martial Arts University.

As long as you graduate from primary and secondary schools in a step-by-step manner, you can study at Wuhan University and have a bright future.

Needless to say, it's a good bone.

There is only one person like this who has been assigned to the top 24 martial arts universities in Daxia since birth. Lu Chenzhou is not qualified to grab the Pingjiang Martial Arts University that Lu Chenzhou dreams of.

Low-level people can only rely on their own efforts.

So Li Xianghua sometimes felt sorry for Shen Zhou.

The child works so hard, but cannot provide any conditions for martial arts training.

…

A cramped but tidy bedroom.

The walls are covered with dynamic posters, all belonging to one person. Sometimes he is standing on the top of Cangshan Mountain, breathing clouds; sometimes he is riding a whale on the waves in the boundless sea.

It rises like a dragon ascending to the sky, and falls like a thunder striking the earth!

This is the winner of the "Number One in the World" title at the last "All Nations Martial Arts Conference", "Cangtian Dragon King Li Ang". He is the fastest wizard in history to break through the "Seven Limits of the Physical Body", and is the leader of countless warriors and even martial arts masters.

Idol. It is human nature to admire the strong.

There is also a wooden man stake stuck in the ground.

This is Lu Chenzhou’s usual boxing practice.

His failure to receive compulsory martial arts education did not stop him from practicing martial arts. In the information age, for most common martial arts, you can find relevant free teaching videos on the official website of the martial arts association, including the "Black Tiger Fist" he learned.

It’s difficult to get started just by relying on self-study through videos.

Practicing martial arts is different from novels. It's not just about getting a secret book. The role of the teacher is very important, so he spent money to hire a coach.

However, he kept an eye on it. He saw that the business of Feite Fighting Gym was bleak recently and there was a possibility of going bankrupt and running away, so he did not continue the class. 300 yuan per session is not expensive, an ordinary fitness instructor costs 200 to 300 yuan.

But he has no money.

In the past, he had saved money by frugally and doing some part-time jobs.

He also didn't want his parents to spend money. He knew that his mother had always wanted to change to a house in the inner city of Su City. The environment there was good, it was close to Pingjiang Wuhan University, and there were many martial arts masters living in the inner city. In case of a "false disaster", it would be safer.

.

After logging into the official website of the Martial Arts Association, Lu Chenzhou opened the teaching video of "Black Tiger Fist". On the screen, an old man wearing black training clothes began to introduce:

"Black Tiger Fist belongs to the Xiangxiang lineage, and the fist style is strong and fierce. To practice this boxing, you must combine footwork, leg skills, and body skills! If you don't slip your legs when punching, you will risk your death..."

Recalling the previous instructions from his coach, Lu Chenzhou started boxing.

He turned on the video recording mode of his mobile phone and placed it on the desk.

In the cramped bedroom, he performed one move after another. Although there were some slight differences from those in the video, he was still very methodical. After doing it again, he was already sweating.

Lu Chenzhou wiped his sweat, opened the video on his phone, and compared it carefully.

"3,000 yuan is not wasted, I should be getting started soon.

The follow-up training this time is obviously much smoother, and the degree of completion is also good. The boxing proverb goes: after punching thousands of times, the divine principles will appear! The ancients never deceived me.

Even if my bones are not good, as long as I am willing to work hard and practice Sanjiu in the winter and Sanfu in the summer, I may be able to break through the first shackles and become a martial arts master one day."

Lu Chenzhou rested for a while and continued practicing.

Before I knew it, it was already night.

He punched five more times, becoming more and more fluent.

After the session, I felt refreshed all over.

However, his physical strength was already at its limit at this time.

Suddenly, the sound of "gurgling" water came from his mind.

People are also a little dizzy.

"Did you practice too hard?"

He subconsciously thought that he had exercised too hard and had low blood sugar, so he quickly ate a Snickers bar that was rich in fast sugar. After a while, the dizziness subsided, and an illusory mysterious seed appeared in front of Lu Chenzhou suspended in the void. A drop of

Drops of "rainwater" exuding a salty and humid smell fell on it and were quickly absorbed by it.

The seeds sprouted and quickly grew into a lush three-foot sapling. There were green branches at the bottom of the trunk and two green leaves on the branches.

Lu Chenzhou looked at it intently.
To be continued...