Chapter 949:Strength Super Martial Arts Dojo
Translator: Strength Super Martial Arts Dojo Editor: Henyee Translations
The foundation was naturally very important when it came to cultivating body techniques, and Father Chen had a unique cultivation method, which was to rub trees.
Quickly rubbing the palms over the rough tree bark could help both arms with strength training. One maintained a martial arts squat in this process, which also helped to inject a tiny amount of spirit qi into the dantian so that spirit qi could circulate on its own in the body. No supplementary medicines were required, and it would only take a few short years for one to reach the Qi Condensation stage from the Body Condensation stage.
There were plenty of medicines on the market now to a.s.sist those under the Golden Core stage with their cultivation, and it wasn’t like the Chen family couldn’t afford them at all. However, the foundations of children who took these supplementary medicines in the end weren’t as strong as those who progressed steadily and surely.
Children with the same realm who relied on supplementary medicines clearly couldn’t last as long in battle, and would feel tired not long after they started fighting.
This was in fact the reason why more and more people chose to become mages now.
Body techniques consumed too much energy, and kids who took supplementary medicines would lose after throwing a few punches.
This also resulted in a vicious circle in modern preschool education. At some point, in the eyes of some kids, body techniques had already become outdated, making it seem like only people who could cast cla.s.sy fireb.a.l.l.s and water bombs were the true cultivators.
“Dad… I can’t do it…”
During the first month of training, Super Chen felt like he was going to die. His palms often bled from the rubbing, and some drops of that bright scarlet red blood fell to the snow-covered ground, slowly melting the snow with a sizzle.
“Even though one is old, he may still be full of ambition 1. Do you know what an old tree’s network of roots signify?”
“Dad, are you telling me I have to lay a solid foundation?” Three-year-old Super Chen didn’t understand.
“No. It means that when you’re in trouble, you must never be afraid!”
Father Chen shouted, “Charge, and take it down!”
Super Chen: “…”
“Come, follow me! Keep rubbing the tree and take it down!” Father Chen was fired up.
Super Chen rubbed his palms on the bark, and it was so painful he almost cried.
Father Chen directed him from behind: “One, two, three, four!… Two, two, three, four!… Keep it up!… Do it again!”
Super Chen: “…”
w.a.n.g Ling: “…”
And so, that year, three-year-old Super Chen rubbed the tree day after day, and when he was four, he finally understood the profound meaning of Iron Sand Palm.
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While Super Chen’s childhood seemed uninteresting, in fact it was quite productive.
Children in the cultivation world received enlightenment at an earlier age, and Super Chen was already able to speak fluently at the age of three. This proved that his apt.i.tude wasn’t bad, and Father Chen obviously took this into consideration before deciding to help Super Chen establish an early foundation.
In the sea of memories, w.a.n.g Ling reached out and plucked out another silver-gray memory fragment.
This was a dark-colored fragment, which meant that it was a heavy and unpleasant memory; it wasn’t like most of the other fragments, which looked like colorful gla.s.s.
w.a.n.g Ling held the fragment in his hand and slowly closed his eyes. This time, he decided to observe Super Chen’s world more closely…
And so, in Super Chen’s memory world, a four-year-old girl named w.a.n.g Xiaoling appeared.
This was a transformation created from combining the King’s Eye with the Great Memory Spell, and was used to conceal one’s ident.i.ty.
The “w.a.n.g Xiaoling” whom w.a.n.g Ling had turned into inside Super Chen’s memory did exist.
w.a.n.g Xiaoling was originally an important part of Super Chen’s memory. In order not to affect the order of the memory world itself, the King’s Eye turned w.a.n.g Ling into an image of this girl.
It was a little like a first-person perspective and could help w.a.n.g Ling observe Super Chen more closely.
The silver-gray memory fragments represented the great changes and upheavals in one’s life. w.a.n.g Ling transformed into w.a.n.g Xiaoling and observed this world through the eyes of a little girl. Instantly, the scene before his eyes grew bigger.
Everything looked big and tall in a child’s world.
When he came to his senses, w.a.n.g Ling found himself surrounded by several children in a park.
“Your mother is the woman who picks up the trash around here, isn’t she? She comes to my house every day to collect broken gla.s.s. She’s smelly and dirty, and so disgusting.”
The speaker was a fatty whom w.a.n.g Ling didn’t recognize.
But the girl in Super Chen’s memory knew him. Now that w.a.n.g Ling had become the girl, he also shared her memories.
The fatty was called Tiger Liang and his family was very rich. His father, who ran a magic center for kids called Balance Center, was Super Chen’s father’s business compet.i.tor.
In this neighborhood, the more well-known schools were the Chen family’s Strength Super Martial Arts Dojo and the Liang family’s Balance Magic Center.
In recent years, however, the Liang family’s business had continued to prosper day by day, and the Chen family was almost drowned out by the former’s fame.
w.a.n.g Ling didn’t speak, because w.a.n.g Xiaoling was in fact a mute.
But he had the little girl’s memories, and could sense her fear.
This made w.a.n.g Ling a little uncomfortable.
Should he make a move…
w.a.n.g Ling was hesitant.
He knew very well that he would change something if he made a move, and might change the world line of this memory… He remained silent, and decided to be patient for the time being and wait to see what would happen.
What was more, there really was no point in arguing with a bunch of little brats.
Everyone had silver-gray memory fragments in their lives, which symbolized a calamity that they had to endure; it was their fate to pa.s.s through this trial, and something they couldn’t avoid.
For example, when w.a.n.g Ling was six years old and Loopy Toad had fallen from the sky and pulverized the crispy noodle snacks flags.h.i.+p store, that had been a calamity…
w.a.n.g Ling knew that if he forcibly changed things here, Super Chen might run into even worse trouble in the future.
Just then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out in w.a.n.g Ling’s ears.
It was Super Chen.
“Let go of that girl!” Super Chen suddenly appeared in front of w.a.n.g Ling, his arms folded.
w.a.n.g Ling was in tune with the girl’s memories, and at that moment, Super Chen seemed like a hero who had fallen from the sky.
“Little Brother Hu, this is Super Chen from the Chen family. He doesn’t look like he’ll be easy to deal with.”
“That’s right. Super Chen has been practicing body techniques since he was three years old. I heard he’s not half-bad.”
Tiger Liang was accompanied by two lackeys, who were both student members of the Balance Magic Center who viewed Tiger Liang as their leader. At the same time, they enjoyed course discounts as his flunkies; each person got up to a forty percent discount at most.
Enrollment into the magic center was at an unprecedented high. To save money, parents would have their kids deliberately approach Tiger Liang, so the lackeys around Tiger Liang just continued to increase.
“Super Chen? From that Strength Super Martial Arts Dojo, right? Body techniques?”
Tiger Liang laughed. He opened his palm and a ball of fire appeared in it. “Let’s see if your body techniques or my fireb.a.l.l.s are stronger!”
Super Chen took a deep breath, then walked over to stand in front of Tiger Liang and gaze at him. “Get lost, or I might destroy you with my palm.”
“Hahaha! You think you can do the Buddha Palm?! You’re only four years old. What can you fight me with? An idiot plus a mute!” Tiger Liang laughed loudly.
Thud!
Without saying a word, Super Chen struck Tiger Liang in the leg with his palm, so fast that Tiger Liang couldn’t follow it.
“I might not be able to do the Buddha Palm, but I’m still capable of the Iron Sand Palm.” Super Chen pulled his hand back.
“Ahhh!”
Tiger Liang yelled in pain and clutched his leg in a fl.u.s.ter.
But he forgot to cancel his own Fireball Spell, and just like that, it exploded on his leg…
That year, Super Chen acted for the first time.
He saved a girl with his body technique.
That year, he was four years old.