Hearing Zhang Lin's words, Niu Xiaosheng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly panicked. His first reaction was that his secret had been discovered, but when did it happen? What should he do now?
For a time, all kinds of thoughts came to him one after another, and he became confused.
"Everyone must be curious now, why is Niu Xiaosheng progressing so fast?"
Zhang Lin looked meaningfully at Niu Xiaosheng, who was trying to keep calm, and was so frightened that his heart went cold.
"Because he is of martial origin."
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Niu Xiaosheng was dumbfounded. What is Wu Yi? He himself didn't know that he had such an identity.
"The so-called warrior descendants are actually the descendants who have inherited the bloodline of warriors."
Zhang Lin began to popularize science for everyone, "Warriors condense themselves from the outside to the inside, from acquired to innate, and transform layer by layer. The stronger they are, the stronger the blood they leave behind. Children who inherit this blood will be born with a better physique."
Far superior to ordinary people, this is also the reason why many martial arts families and famous sects in the world have been able to thrive forever."
He looked at Niu Xiaosheng and said, "The reason why Niu Xiaosheng has made such rapid progress is that his ancestors must have produced powerful warriors. This kind of thing is not uncommon in the martial arts academy. It is not a shameful thing. There are even some powerful warriors who are born warriors!"
Zhang Lin said this not only to clear up everyone's doubts, but also to tell Niu Xiaosheng not to worry. The academy knew everything about his situation and it was nothing.
Hearing this, Niu Xiaosheng breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, he found that this martial identity is also very useful. Even if his strength grows rapidly in the future, he can still blame it on this identity. But after he goes back, he has to live with his family.
Just unify your tone.
But this is not a long-term solution after all. If you want to keep the secret, you still need to be strong enough.
Zhang Lin's eyes fell on Liu Sheng and continued: "Actually, not only Niu Xiaosheng, Qin Fang and Liu Sheng can also be regarded as martial descendants."
After hearing this, Liu Sheng and Lu Qing's expressions remained unchanged, but Qin Fang immediately raised his forehead, enjoying the surprised and envious looks of others.
As the sandalwood sticks burned out, night fell, and the onlookers dispersed one by one.
"Boom!"
There was a spring thunder, and not long after, light rain began to fall in the sky.
"There are still two hours."
Zhang Lin hid under the eaves and shouted to the four people in the school field.
"Teacher, it's raining and you don't even get us an umbrella. What if we get sick?"
Qin Fang shouted loudly.
"All your strength has been wasted? Can't you bear this little rain?"
As Zhang Lin was talking, he was eating a roast chicken and taking a sip of wine from time to time, feeling very uncomfortable.
In fact, this spring rain came just in time, and he was not deliberately embarrassing the four little guys.
According to the procedure, new students in the martial arts school will be taught the pile skills and breathing methods after they have practiced horse steps for three months.
Both of these things involve one thing, which is the transportation of qi and blood. To transport qi and blood, you must first feel the qi and blood. Otherwise, if you can't sense the qi and blood, how can you transport it?
Although the rain was not heavy, over time, the four of them were soaked to the skin. Their wet clothes clung to their bodies. The night wind blew and all of them couldn't help but get goosebumps.
"Do you feel cold?"
At this time, Zhang Lin's words came through again, "I will teach you a way to imagine that there is a furnace in your body, and you can burn wherever it is cold, so that you are not cold anymore."
When the four heard this, they started to do it.
After half the payment, Qin Fang silently gave up. He was even a little embarrassed that he believed Zhang Lin's lies. What kind of stove? It was of no use at all. Instead, he felt colder and hungry.
"Teacher Zhang, how long will it take?"
After a while, Qin Fang felt that he was almost reaching his limit.
Zhang Lin glanced at him and looked at the half-burnt sandalwood, "It's still early."
After gritting his teeth and persisting for half a stick of incense, Qin Fang's calves began to tremble uncontrollably. Although he tried his best to stabilize his lower body, he found that his legs were completely out of control, his center of gravity gradually became unbalanced, and then he inevitably collapsed.
Squatting on the muddy ground.
At this time, Zhang Lin lazily walked over from under the eaves.
Niu Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he once again saw the tip of the iceberg of the warrior's strength.
When the pattering rain fell on Zhang Lin, it seemed as if it had fallen on a red-hot iron plate, evaporating directly into a small ball of thin water vapor.
Along the way, Zhang Lin was covered in white mist. With his handsome facial features and fluttering clothes, he looked like an immortal descending to earth.
"It won't work so soon. It seems that you will continue to walk on horseback tomorrow."
Zhang Lin twisted Qin Fang up with one hand.
"It's not because of the rain, and I haven't eaten enough for lunch. I'll try again tomorrow!"
Qin Fang said angrily.
"Forget it, if it doesn't work, it won't work. Do you think these sandalwoods cost nothing? Just go to the horse step for me tomorrow."
Zhang Lin said and waved to the side, and two handymen in gray came over immediately.
"Send him back to the cabin."
"No, I won't leave."
Qin Fang hugged Zhang Lin's calf and looked at Liu Sheng who was standing outside.
"also."
Zhang Lin waved to the handyman, turned around and sat on the recliner.
When the eleventh stick of sandalwood was lit, another figure sat down on the ground.
"It's down, it's down!"
Qin Fang shouted loudly to Zhang Lin, looking extremely happy.
This time it was Lu Qing who couldn't hold on.
"Don't be discouraged. It's just a little bit close. If you practice for a while, you will be able to meet the requirements."
Zhang Lin comforted her and took out medicated oil to smear the girl's calves.
"Teacher Zhang, this is unfair. When I fell down just now, why didn't you help me use medicated oil?"
Qin Fang's eyes widened with dissatisfaction on his face.
"I'm not happy, what's the matter? Doesn't the medicinal oil cost money?"
These words immediately made Lu Qing's face turn slightly red, and he retracted his legs unnaturally.
"Xiao Qing'er, your clothes are all wet. I'll have someone take you back first."
"Zhang, Teacher Zhang, I want to stay and take a look."
Lu Qing said dullly.
"That's okay."
Zhang Lin didn't force it and asked the handyman to get a brazier.
Such differential treatment made Qin Fang blush with anger. If it wasn't for watching Liu Sheng fall down, he would have turned around and left. But why hasn't that guy fallen yet?
Seeing the sandalwood that was about to be burned, Qin Fang felt a little frustrated.
In fact, Liu Sheng was at the end of his strength at this time. The reason why he never fell down was because of the belief in his heart that supported him. Niu Xiaosheng was still persisting. How could he fall first as the eldest brother?
It was with this thought that he constantly exceeded his own limits. In order to divert attention from his feet, Liu Sheng wholeheartedly tried what Zhang Lin said before, imagining that there was a furnace in his body.
As he thought about it, he seemed to feel a burst of heat suddenly coming out of his body.
"Huh?"
Zhang Lin, who was lighting the last piece of sandalwood, seemed to realize something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Liu Sheng in the school ground, his eyes shining brightly.