The third uncle stared at Jiang Heng for a long time, and finally sighed slightly, "Brother Heng, tell the truth, is it because of your elder brother's affairs that you want to practice martial arts?"
Jiang Heng said nothing, but still stared at his third uncle closely.
"Originally, your father and I have discussed it, and we planned to introduce you to a marriage immediately, get married as soon as possible, and then give birth to an heir to inherit your father's mantle. Now since you are serious about it, I have nothing to hide, third uncle.
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The third uncle shook his head slightly, sighing and admiring at the same time.
"It would be great if you could be wiser a few years earlier!"
The third uncle stared at Jiang Heng for a long time, reached out and patted Jiang Heng on the shoulder and said: "Since you want to practice martial arts, you have to work hard to learn it. Don't be afraid of hardship and suffering. If you want to stop practicing in the middle, don't blame me.
Third uncle will not show mercy when the time comes!"
Looking at the solemn look on his third uncle's face, he thought that he had to express his opinion. However, without any hesitation, he directly raised his head and said firmly: "Third uncle, don't worry, I will definitely not give up!"
Seeing Jiang Heng being so decisive, the third uncle was stunned. He looked at the nephew in front of him with some surprise, who he thought was very lazy in the past.
Seeing the other party's firm and decisive attitude, the third uncle nodded with satisfaction and said: "I used to be scared to ask your kid to kill a chicken, but this time you are a bit more manly."
After some more chatter, the third uncle finally got down to business and began to formally teach Jiang Heng martial arts.
"The road to martial arts is not a technical job. The only thing required is one step at a time. Only by studying hard and practicing hard for several years can you see any results!!!"
"No problem, I will stick to it!"
Jiang Heng didn't want to continue listening to his third uncle's ramblings and nodded quickly.
Hearing this, the third uncle shook his head helplessly and frowned: "Why are you anxious? You have plenty of time after practicing martial arts. And your body is too weak now. You can't do any tricks even if you are given martial arts routines. It will cost a lot of money."
Time to refresh your body!”
Jiang Heng didn't think too much, and now he wanted to learn from his third uncle's ability to break a willow tree with one move.
"You're too weak, you'd better start with Zama Step first!" However, the third uncle's words immediately extinguished most of the fire in Jiang Heng's heart.
So the third uncle didn't care what Jiang Heng thought, and kept explaining to himself while giving a demonstration to Jiang Heng. It was a very standard horse step. After finishing it, he immediately motioned for Jiang Heng to follow suit.
Jiang Heng was a little depressed, but he still forced himself to do the poses. He thought he could practice something within his inner strength from the beginning like in martial arts dramas, but he didn't expect it to be so realistic.
Isn't this similar to the ancient martial arts practitioners in previous lives? But how did the third uncle create such a powerful sword?
Simply working hard will definitely not work.
Just when Jiang Heng was wandering in the sky, the third uncle whipped his leg and almost kicked Jiang Heng to pieces. He kept shaking for a long time before he regained his balance.
"Don't get out of shape! Stay calm and don't worry about the length of Zama Step. Start with the form first. If the posture is right, practicing one stick of incense will have a much better effect than practicing it for an hour!"
The third uncle was teaching earnestly on the side, and Jiang Heng thought it was reasonable, so he had to keep persevering with a grimace. It must be said that this serious Zama Step was indeed very difficult, and after standing for a while, he felt a little out of breath.
But at this time, the third uncle was minding his own business and said: "We martial arts practitioners have three major stages. One is to refine the strength, the second is to refine the pulse, and the third is to condense the Qi!"
Jiang Heng listened silently, and was secretly surprised. It seemed that this world did have a mature martial arts system. Perhaps if you practice it to the extreme, it would be something extraordinary.
"There are three major stages, and each major stage is divided into three small strata, which are divided into nine grades. The first grade is the lowest, and the ninth grade is the ultimate!"
"Third uncle, then I am the lowest grade now?"
"No! You haven't even touched the threshold now!" The third uncle shook his head mercilessly.
"The first major stage is the power-refining realm! If an ordinary person wants to enter the first level, he must have sufficient strength. If he wants to step into the first level, he must have strength throughout his body, and he must gather all his strength in one place and punch it out! There is
With half a bull's strength, one has entered the lowest stream of martial arts, that is, the first rank.
After this, you will be able to learn all kinds of martial arts routines."
"The power of half a bull?"
"That's right!" The third uncle nodded slightly, "Martial arts is hard! Even the lowest level of a first-level warrior cannot be achieved overnight. I am only a first-level warrior now. I have practiced hard for more than ten years before I entered it. During this period, I also minored in martial arts.
Routines can be considered a little bit of strength. But in the world of martial arts, they are considered to be at the bottom of the pack! They can’t get on the stage!"
"Besides, Brother Heng, you have missed the best age to practice martial arts now, so you should work harder! Okay, that's all. I'm afraid you will be too ambitious if you talk too much!" The third uncle shook his head and ended the conversation.
Jiang Heng was a little helpless. He also wanted to ask how strong a person at the pinnacle of martial arts was.
The Zamabu thing looks very simple and crude, but in fact it is the real test of basic skills.
After just half a stick of incense, Jiang Heng felt his whole body shaking, as if his legs were beginning to twitch, his breath began to become chaotic, and sweat appeared drop by drop.
This is so painful!
Jiang Heng's expression began to become distorted. This was really painful, as if his legs no longer belonged to him.
What's more, this body has never suffered anything at all, and its body is like that of a girl. Jiang Heng felt that his forehead was covered with sweat.
Jiang Heng missed the gentle hometown before, and missed the white and tender thighs of those girls' school boys!
But just when his consciousness was about to blur, a warm current burst out from his lower abdomen. The warm current was like a hot spring washing over his numb legs. At this moment, his legs seemed to be being washed by the delicate girls' school books.
It feels like it's being kneaded, and it's extremely comfortable, and all fatigue dissipates invisible.
This...is...a golden finger?!
Not only that, this warm current seems to quickly replenish nutrients and energy for the legs, restoring the strength of the legs to their original state.
As long as it stays like this... I can stand five pillars and ten sticks of incense without gasping for breath, right?
And it’s so comfortable!
Jiang Heng just felt that practicing martial arts was really exciting!
This seems to confirm the miraculous effect of golden fingers. The energy absorbed is so helpful for martial arts practice!
The third uncle was scolding the escort boys who were training at the side, but he never took his eyes away from Jiang Heng.
Time passed little by little, half a stick of incense, one stick of incense, three, nearly four sticks of incense passed.
The third uncle's expression has changed slightly. He knows that his nephew has a fickle temper and it is difficult to calm down. In the past, when the second brother asked this kid to do something serious, he would lose his temper after a while.
What's more, something as boring as Zamabu requires a lot of willpower. If you want to persevere, even ordinary people who are willing to endure hardships can't stand it for the first time.
Generally, for those who are new to this practice, it is difficult for them to hold half a stick of incense for the first time. They can barely maintain their posture, but if they hold it longer, their breath will become unstable and their posture will become distorted.
At first, Jiang Sanhai was still thinking that if his nephew couldn't hold on, he would have to give him a hard blow and ridicule to let him know that practicing martial arts was not easy.
But I never expected that this kid could actually hold on, and it seemed that he still had some strength left.
Seeing this, the third uncle nodded slightly. It seemed that his nephew was the best choice for his temperament and talent.
But I feel it is a pity. If I had practiced martial arts earlier, I might have achieved far better results than he did!
Jiang Heng didn't know what his third uncle was thinking, but he was in surprisingly good condition now. But he was just very boring.
But in order to become stronger, Jiang Heng felt that his current state was much better than ordinary martial arts practitioners who were struggling.
"Brother Heng, don't force yourself to hold on! You can't show off in this way of martial arts. Once you force yourself to hold on, you will destroy your future!"
The third uncle was a little nervous. This nephew was really good-natured, but if something went wrong during his training, he couldn't afford it.
"It's okay, uncle! Don't tell me, this horse's step is quite comfortable."
"Comfortable?"
The third uncle was silent, and his eyes looked a little silent when he looked at Jiang Heng.
Naturally, he really thought about Jiang Heng when he said this. He had seen many first-timers who couldn't even hold on for a cup of tea.
However, people like Jiang Heng who can stick to three sticks of incense have mostly been exercising since they were young. Without practicing since childhood, it is really unusual for someone to be able to stand for such a long time.
However, the food of wealthy people is very good. My nephew has been eating a lot of meat and fish since he was a child. This makes sense.
Fortunately, after a few more minutes, Jiang Heng finally ran out of energy and rested aside.
Seeing this, the third uncle nodded with satisfaction, but felt relieved in his heart.
"Okay, okay! It's the first time Brother Heng has been able to persist for so long. Not to mention his martial arts qualifications, his character alone will definitely make a difference!"
The third uncle was very happy, but also a little regretful. His nephew's qualifications really surprised him. This character is also very important. But it's a little late...
This time, he could not be more satisfied with Jiang Heng. He thought that his nephew was a weakling, so he might just talk about it casually.
But he didn't expect it to be serious, and he really appreciated his stubbornness!
He was afraid that a young master like his nephew would just get a fever for a while, but now it seemed that he might actually be able to make a name for himself.
So much so that at this time, the third uncle officially took Jiang Heng's martial arts practice seriously.
"Brother Heng, don't sit still for now. Move around as you please. Don't let the blood accumulate."
Jiang Heng nodded and started to move a little.
In fact, he feels in extremely good condition now.
That warm current was like a power bank that continuously recharged his legs, making Jiang Heng feel that he was always at his peak.
After practicing for so long, not only is it not strenuous, it is actually very comfortable!