Chapter 11
There are still experts
"Junior brother, you've got some skills! It's only been a little over a week, right? Your Broken Mountain Fist has improved so much!"
Zhang Chen and Duan Xuan stood under the early spring sun, sparring for the past seven days.
What are the training techniques for the first move of the Breaking Mountain Fist, the Breaking Mountain Stance, and its three smaller forms: Breaking Earth, Opening Stone, and Destroying Wall?
The essence of the training was explained to Duan Xuan in great detail.
Duan Xuan clearly sensed that Zhang Chen treated him very well, holding almost nothing back.
In some places, he also incorporated his unique insights, allowing Duan Xuan's slender frame to better unleash the power of the Mountain-Breaking Fist.
"Senior Brother Zhang Chen, you flatter me. You have been holding back your strength under the Mirror of Light when sparring with me, and you have been letting me win in every way."
"How could my junior brother possibly be your match?" Duan Xuan bowed respectfully.
Zhang Chen's broad, calloused hand swept over Duan Xuan, who was much shorter than him: "You little rascal, after hanging out with your senior brother for a few days, you've actually learned how to use sweet talk."
Although your blood and energy are still not abundant, you are too diligent.
If my senior brother had been half as diligent as you back then, he might have already achieved mastery of internal energy.
"It's alright, take your time. Your punches are getting stronger and stronger, even better than Zhao Hui's!"
Mentioning Zhao Hui, Duan Xuan couldn't help but glance at the boy in the corner who was fiercely exchanging punches with his sister, Zhao Zazhong.
The two are about the same age.
But Zhao Zazhong's eyes were often filled with confusion, bewilderment, curiosity, and fear of his sister.
On several occasions, he saw that as soon as Zhao Zazhong opened his mouth, Zhao Hui would immediately squat on the ground in fear, covering his head with his hands.
Clearly, Zhao Hui had experienced something that left a lasting shadow on him, but Duan Xuan didn't know what it was.
Duan Xuan only cared about his own progress in martial arts.
Suddenly, the entrance became lively, and everyone turned to look.
Then Chen Feng walked in with three or four well-dressed and rather wealthy people.
Chen Feng was flanked by two tall and rather beautiful women.
"Stop looking, Junior Brother Duan. These two are Master's daughters. The one on the left with eyebrows like distant mountains and sharp eyes is Junior Sister Chen Jingshu."
The woman on the right, gentle and refined like a pool of autumn water, is my junior sister Chen Jingyun.
Both of them are masters of Ming Jin (a type of martial arts).
"I've been busy helping my master with his connections lately, so I haven't been to the temple much, which is why you haven't seen me much."
Zhang Chen stood to the side, laughing heartily, his face beaming with joy.
Duan Xuan glanced at it briefly; it was indeed rare to find such a beautiful face in a county town.
But it shouldn't make all the disciples' eyes sparkle with hearts.
Duan Xuan's attention was entirely focused on the people behind his master.
Everyone seemed to be just like the wealthy man or shopkeeper he had seen on TV.
Two strong men followed beside him, walking with great swagger.
Abundant blood and energy radiated outwards from their muscles; all of them were Ming Jin martial artists!
No, Duan Xuan carefully sensed it. This was no ordinary Ming Jin! This should be the perfected Ming Jin!
"Senior brother, who are these people?"
After chuckling to himself, Zhang Chen wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and replied, "The one wearing gold and silver and a sable coat is the third master of Jin Mantang in the inner city of the county."
The entire jewelry trade and cargo transportation in Huangshe County are inextricably linked to him.
The man standing next to him, wearing gold-threaded leather boots and armor, was the young master of Longmen Escort Agency, the largest escort agency in the inner city.
Every year around this time, they personally visit various martial arts schools.
They sought out suitable disciples to serve under their tutelage. Of course, this wasn't limited to just them; anyone with a bit of business was welcome to join.
They are either from wealthy families or security escort agencies; both are short of manpower.
Recruiting martial artists to hold official positions is a perfectly common practice!
The main goal is to build connections with people who have high potential and are destined for great success.
"Is a temporary post... similar to a contract of servitude?" This was the first time Duan Xuan had heard this term.
"No, that's not it. A temporary posting simply means your name is displayed under the name of a martial arts school."
They will notify you in advance if they have any tasks or matters to attend to, and you can go and help them.
Of course, you need to discuss all of these things in advance.
However, top-tier shops and families in the inner city require disciples who are assigned to official positions to be at least at the Ming Jin level.
Relatively speaking, there is more freedom, especially if the power is smaller.
Our interest will be significantly lower, and our freedom will be much less!
Duan Xuan said "Oh": "Senior brother, I might have to trouble you to keep an eye out for any suitable temporary posts for junior brother."
As you know, my family isn't well-off. If I don't break through to the Ming Jin level within two months, I'll have to leave the martial arts school.
So I want to save more money to improve my family's situation, and also buy some medicine to replenish my blood and energy.
"It's a minor issue. I'm in charge of a small portion of the staff in our institute who are on temporary assignments every year. It's only recently started, and those who are coming are all powerful figures."
Their work is sometimes life-threatening, and it's not very good. In a couple of days, I'll find you a suitable one.
Duan Xuan immediately cupped his hands in greeting and continued practicing his boxing.
……
Duan Xuan wanted to calm down, but more and more people were gathering in the training ground. The disciples, having heard the good news about the temporary postings, all crowded around.
"Old Chen, I've heard that your Broken Mountain Stakes has actually recruited two disciples with top-tier physical attributes this year."
"Congratulations! Congratulations!" The man who spoke so fluently was none other than Jin Qianwan, the third master of Jin Mantang, who was dressed in rich clothes.
"Old Chen, you can't be so stingy. With such a promising talent, why don't you introduce him to me?"
"If the requirements are met, I can lower some of the requirements for Poshan Martial Arts School and increase some profits after this temporary assignment ends," Zheng Qiao, the young master of Longmen Escort Agency, said earnestly.
Hearing the two important figures from the inner city praising him so highly, Chen Feng tried hard to suppress his smile and coughed, "Lin Hu, Liu Mingze."
"Come here and demonstrate your recent martial arts progress to the two gentlemen. You no longer need to hold back your Ming Jin strength!"
"Oh? These two have already crossed the first threshold and broken through to the Ming Jin level after only one month on the job. No wonder they have top-tier physical constitution!"
Chen Feng waved his hand: "What top-grade talent? It's only been twenty days."
"Twenty days?" Jin Qianwan and Zheng Qiu were both taken aback: "You can reach the Ming Jin level in less than a month."
These two disciples have a bright future ahead of them.
"Fortune's wheel keeps turning; your Po Shan Martial Arts School will grow big and strong in just a few years!"
While the group was talking, Lin Hu and Liu Mingze clasped their fists together, stood in a good open space, and assumed a boxing stance.
Lin Hu was strong and muscular, like an iron man.
Liu Mingze is tall and thin, but after training for more than a month, he has developed a lot of muscle and has long, slender arms.
One sentence inevitably comes to mind.
An inch longer, an inch stronger.
The two had already clashed, their blows crackling and exploding like the sound of hoes chiseling through a mountain.
Moreover, during the battle, the blood and qi in their bodies poured out like a torrent, generating heat waves in the minus twenty degree weather.
What surprised the surrounding disciples and Duan Xuan the most was that the two of them used not only the first move of the Mountain-Breaking Fist, but also a second move.
Two major moves and six minor techniques, back and forth, made for a very exciting battle.
Because of their combined strength and exceptional talent in martial arts, Chen Feng often gave them extra lessons.
The difficulty of mastering the Broken Mountain Fist had been explained to Jin Qianwan and the others beforehand, so everyone present gave it a thumbs up in admiration.
Soon, the two clasped their hands in a fist salute and bowed to Jin Qianwan, Zheng Qiao, and Chen Feng.
"Wonderful, wonderful! These two are the best I've seen in all the martial arts schools in Huangshe County."
There are only a handful of people who can outdo them.” Zheng Qiao couldn’t stop praising: “I’m willing to give the two of them a monthly allowance of four thousand cash, plus fifty catties of meat as a tonic, and a packet of Qi and Blood Powder.”
"That won't do. I, Jin Yutang, am willing to offer four thousand coins, fifty-five catties of meat, and two packets of Qi and Blood Powder."
Chen Feng was quite satisfied. Other forces that followed him were also arguing endlessly over the two outstanding disciples.
Suddenly, Lin Hu's lips twitched, and he glanced at Duan Xuan, who was silently practicing his boxing next to Zhang Chen.
Liu Mingze understood immediately and cupped his hands in a fist salute: "Actually, we are not bad, just a minor Class A root bone."
The senior students who entered the martial arts school at the same time as us were even more formidable.
Senior Brother Duan, come here for a moment...
"Oh? There's another expert?"
Zhang Chen and Duan Xuan stood under the early spring sun, sparring for the past seven days.
What are the training techniques for the first move of the Breaking Mountain Fist, the Breaking Mountain Stance, and its three smaller forms: Breaking Earth, Opening Stone, and Destroying Wall?
The essence of the training was explained to Duan Xuan in great detail.
Duan Xuan clearly sensed that Zhang Chen treated him very well, holding almost nothing back.
In some places, he also incorporated his unique insights, allowing Duan Xuan's slender frame to better unleash the power of the Mountain-Breaking Fist.
"Senior Brother Zhang Chen, you flatter me. You have been holding back your strength under the Mirror of Light when sparring with me, and you have been letting me win in every way."
"How could my junior brother possibly be your match?" Duan Xuan bowed respectfully.
Zhang Chen's broad, calloused hand swept over Duan Xuan, who was much shorter than him: "You little rascal, after hanging out with your senior brother for a few days, you've actually learned how to use sweet talk."
Although your blood and energy are still not abundant, you are too diligent.
If my senior brother had been half as diligent as you back then, he might have already achieved mastery of internal energy.
"It's alright, take your time. Your punches are getting stronger and stronger, even better than Zhao Hui's!"
Mentioning Zhao Hui, Duan Xuan couldn't help but glance at the boy in the corner who was fiercely exchanging punches with his sister, Zhao Zazhong.
The two are about the same age.
But Zhao Zazhong's eyes were often filled with confusion, bewilderment, curiosity, and fear of his sister.
On several occasions, he saw that as soon as Zhao Zazhong opened his mouth, Zhao Hui would immediately squat on the ground in fear, covering his head with his hands.
Clearly, Zhao Hui had experienced something that left a lasting shadow on him, but Duan Xuan didn't know what it was.
Duan Xuan only cared about his own progress in martial arts.
Suddenly, the entrance became lively, and everyone turned to look.
Then Chen Feng walked in with three or four well-dressed and rather wealthy people.
Chen Feng was flanked by two tall and rather beautiful women.
"Stop looking, Junior Brother Duan. These two are Master's daughters. The one on the left with eyebrows like distant mountains and sharp eyes is Junior Sister Chen Jingshu."
The woman on the right, gentle and refined like a pool of autumn water, is my junior sister Chen Jingyun.
Both of them are masters of Ming Jin (a type of martial arts).
"I've been busy helping my master with his connections lately, so I haven't been to the temple much, which is why you haven't seen me much."
Zhang Chen stood to the side, laughing heartily, his face beaming with joy.
Duan Xuan glanced at it briefly; it was indeed rare to find such a beautiful face in a county town.
But it shouldn't make all the disciples' eyes sparkle with hearts.
Duan Xuan's attention was entirely focused on the people behind his master.
Everyone seemed to be just like the wealthy man or shopkeeper he had seen on TV.
Two strong men followed beside him, walking with great swagger.
Abundant blood and energy radiated outwards from their muscles; all of them were Ming Jin martial artists!
No, Duan Xuan carefully sensed it. This was no ordinary Ming Jin! This should be the perfected Ming Jin!
"Senior brother, who are these people?"
After chuckling to himself, Zhang Chen wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and replied, "The one wearing gold and silver and a sable coat is the third master of Jin Mantang in the inner city of the county."
The entire jewelry trade and cargo transportation in Huangshe County are inextricably linked to him.
The man standing next to him, wearing gold-threaded leather boots and armor, was the young master of Longmen Escort Agency, the largest escort agency in the inner city.
Every year around this time, they personally visit various martial arts schools.
They sought out suitable disciples to serve under their tutelage. Of course, this wasn't limited to just them; anyone with a bit of business was welcome to join.
They are either from wealthy families or security escort agencies; both are short of manpower.
Recruiting martial artists to hold official positions is a perfectly common practice!
The main goal is to build connections with people who have high potential and are destined for great success.
"Is a temporary post... similar to a contract of servitude?" This was the first time Duan Xuan had heard this term.
"No, that's not it. A temporary posting simply means your name is displayed under the name of a martial arts school."
They will notify you in advance if they have any tasks or matters to attend to, and you can go and help them.
Of course, you need to discuss all of these things in advance.
However, top-tier shops and families in the inner city require disciples who are assigned to official positions to be at least at the Ming Jin level.
Relatively speaking, there is more freedom, especially if the power is smaller.
Our interest will be significantly lower, and our freedom will be much less!
Duan Xuan said "Oh": "Senior brother, I might have to trouble you to keep an eye out for any suitable temporary posts for junior brother."
As you know, my family isn't well-off. If I don't break through to the Ming Jin level within two months, I'll have to leave the martial arts school.
So I want to save more money to improve my family's situation, and also buy some medicine to replenish my blood and energy.
"It's a minor issue. I'm in charge of a small portion of the staff in our institute who are on temporary assignments every year. It's only recently started, and those who are coming are all powerful figures."
Their work is sometimes life-threatening, and it's not very good. In a couple of days, I'll find you a suitable one.
Duan Xuan immediately cupped his hands in greeting and continued practicing his boxing.
……
Duan Xuan wanted to calm down, but more and more people were gathering in the training ground. The disciples, having heard the good news about the temporary postings, all crowded around.
"Old Chen, I've heard that your Broken Mountain Stakes has actually recruited two disciples with top-tier physical attributes this year."
"Congratulations! Congratulations!" The man who spoke so fluently was none other than Jin Qianwan, the third master of Jin Mantang, who was dressed in rich clothes.
"Old Chen, you can't be so stingy. With such a promising talent, why don't you introduce him to me?"
"If the requirements are met, I can lower some of the requirements for Poshan Martial Arts School and increase some profits after this temporary assignment ends," Zheng Qiao, the young master of Longmen Escort Agency, said earnestly.
Hearing the two important figures from the inner city praising him so highly, Chen Feng tried hard to suppress his smile and coughed, "Lin Hu, Liu Mingze."
"Come here and demonstrate your recent martial arts progress to the two gentlemen. You no longer need to hold back your Ming Jin strength!"
"Oh? These two have already crossed the first threshold and broken through to the Ming Jin level after only one month on the job. No wonder they have top-tier physical constitution!"
Chen Feng waved his hand: "What top-grade talent? It's only been twenty days."
"Twenty days?" Jin Qianwan and Zheng Qiu were both taken aback: "You can reach the Ming Jin level in less than a month."
These two disciples have a bright future ahead of them.
"Fortune's wheel keeps turning; your Po Shan Martial Arts School will grow big and strong in just a few years!"
While the group was talking, Lin Hu and Liu Mingze clasped their fists together, stood in a good open space, and assumed a boxing stance.
Lin Hu was strong and muscular, like an iron man.
Liu Mingze is tall and thin, but after training for more than a month, he has developed a lot of muscle and has long, slender arms.
One sentence inevitably comes to mind.
An inch longer, an inch stronger.
The two had already clashed, their blows crackling and exploding like the sound of hoes chiseling through a mountain.
Moreover, during the battle, the blood and qi in their bodies poured out like a torrent, generating heat waves in the minus twenty degree weather.
What surprised the surrounding disciples and Duan Xuan the most was that the two of them used not only the first move of the Mountain-Breaking Fist, but also a second move.
Two major moves and six minor techniques, back and forth, made for a very exciting battle.
Because of their combined strength and exceptional talent in martial arts, Chen Feng often gave them extra lessons.
The difficulty of mastering the Broken Mountain Fist had been explained to Jin Qianwan and the others beforehand, so everyone present gave it a thumbs up in admiration.
Soon, the two clasped their hands in a fist salute and bowed to Jin Qianwan, Zheng Qiao, and Chen Feng.
"Wonderful, wonderful! These two are the best I've seen in all the martial arts schools in Huangshe County."
There are only a handful of people who can outdo them.” Zheng Qiao couldn’t stop praising: “I’m willing to give the two of them a monthly allowance of four thousand cash, plus fifty catties of meat as a tonic, and a packet of Qi and Blood Powder.”
"That won't do. I, Jin Yutang, am willing to offer four thousand coins, fifty-five catties of meat, and two packets of Qi and Blood Powder."
Chen Feng was quite satisfied. Other forces that followed him were also arguing endlessly over the two outstanding disciples.
Suddenly, Lin Hu's lips twitched, and he glanced at Duan Xuan, who was silently practicing his boxing next to Zhang Chen.
Liu Mingze understood immediately and cupped his hands in a fist salute: "Actually, we are not bad, just a minor Class A root bone."
The senior students who entered the martial arts school at the same time as us were even more formidable.
Senior Brother Duan, come here for a moment...
"Oh? There's another expert?"