Chapter 11

"Lin Shi, I'll leave them to you!"

Huang Jin didn't stay long. He didn't come here to supervise everyone's training, but to communicate with Weiyuan Hall and pay the fees.

As for whether Xu Yang and the others were diligent in their training, the Huang family didn't care at all, and he could also ask Weiyuan Hall about this.

If they weren't diligent and just wanted to slack off, the fees would be stopped, and they would naturally be kicked out by Weiyuan Hall.

"Greetings, Lin Shi!"

Once Huang Jin left, everyone bowed to Lin Cheng in unison.

Although they were paying to learn, the respect and etiquette that should be there must not be missing.

Lin Cheng nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the ten people, stopping on Lu Ren: "What do you think is the most important thing in practicing martial arts?"

"Innate talent!"

"Perseverance!"

"Ability to endure hardship!"

"Diligence and persistence!"

There were all kinds of answers, but the most common one was innate talent. After all, if innate talent wasn't the most important, the Huang family wouldn't have checked their bones first before selecting them.

As for enduring hardship and perseverance, there were plenty of people who could do that. Why did the Huang family only select them? Oxen and horses could also endure hardship, but could they practice martial arts?

"It's money!" Xu Yang said with feeling.

He had prepared for half a year to practice martial arts, and the thing he heard most was money. Few people said he had no talent or couldn't endure hardship when they heard he wanted to practice; what they said most was that he had no money.

To support Yang Jun's training, Xu Laoer even eyed the few hundred wen of hard-earned money he dug out of the mine.

Lin Cheng looked at Xu Yang in surprise and nodded: "Not bad, it is money. Without money, you wouldn't even be able to see me!"

Luo Dehu, Lu Ren, and the others were dumbfounded, not expecting that a master like Lin Cheng would be so mercenary, talking about money right off the bat.

"Don't think I'm mercenary. I just want to tell you that for others, the most important thing in practicing martial arts might be innate talent or perseverance, but for you, the most important thing is money.

You have gone through the Huang family's bone-checking, so you naturally have the innate talent, and since you are all from the bottom, enduring hardship is a given. The only thing you don't have is money.

And practicing martial arts is the most money-burning thing.

Let alone medicinal supplements, even just the food part can bankrupt some small families."

Everyone was confused. Was Lin Shi trying to persuade them not to practice?

Only hearing Lin Cheng continue: "If you can't even get enough to eat, even if you have Yi-Upper innate talent like Lu Ren, you won't become a martial artist after ten years. So the first lesson I teach you today is to eat—eat desperately, eat until your belly can't hold any more, preferably four or five meals a day. That way, you might have a day to struggle out of the mud.

When you go home tonight, talk to your family. If you have money, take it all out and eat well."

His statement might not be correct, but for this group of people struggling in the mud, it was a golden rule.

Because in terms of food, it was the only thing the Huang family was generous about, allowing them to eat as much as they wanted.

"The disciple has been taught. Thank you, Lin Shi, for your instruction." Everyone bowed in unison.

Lin Cheng nodded secretly. Rich kids have their advantages, and poor people have their advantages. At the very least, he didn't need to urge this group of people to endure hardship. The rest was a matter of comprehension.

"Come, Master will first teach you stance training. Stance training is the foundation of all methods, and also the only way to nourish Qi and blood and temper the body. For those just starting to practice, stance training is more important than fist techniques."

Finally, they were about to come into contact with the true martial dao. Everyone was excited, eyes fixed on Lin Cheng. Even the group practicing punches not far away ran over in a swarm, surrounding Lin Cheng in the middle.

He struck a strange pose, looking like a giant python standing upright. A fierce Qi and blood emanated from his body, his skin began to turn crimson, his already sturdy body swelled again, and strong muscles appeared like intertwined tree roots.

"This is the Turtle-Snake Great Stance. Turtles and snakes are long-lived. We martial artists often have hidden injuries, some of which even medicine can't regulate. Only stance training can repair them. Remember, no matter how high your cultivation base is in the future, you must stand it once every morning and evening; it can prolong your life."

Xu Yang and the others began to imitate Lin Cheng's movements while watching.

"Don't rush to learn my movements. The true core of stance training isn't the movement, but the breathing method. Pay attention to my breathing rhythm and the way my skin and membranes bulge..."

Xu Yang stared at Lin Cheng intently. At a certain moment, a faint light flashed before his eyes, and the Martial Dao Longevity panel popped out.

【Turtle-Snake Great Stance · Not yet entered (0/5)】

He couldn't help but twitch his eyelids. He hadn't actually remembered everything Lin Cheng taught, but at this moment, as long as he recalled it in his mind, the panel would transmit Lin Cheng's images and words to him.

He hadn't remembered it, but the panel helped him remember it. The rest was just practicing by following the pattern.

Of course, it wasn't that simple, but it was equivalent to having a constant replay. The benefit was that he didn't need to struggle to memorize it, and the difficulty of cultivation hadn't changed.

"The proficiency only needs 5 to enter."

Xu Yang didn't know the difficulty level represented by "5" for the time being, nor did he ponder it too much.

"You guys come and try!" Lin Cheng finished his practice and stood up, his crimson skin returning to normal.