The master who came out of the real world

Chapter 17 Charity quota
"No, the effect is very poor, and the speed of gaining experience is too slow."

Chen Xiong stood on the Hunyuan pile for a while, then stood up and shook his head.

Although the Hunyuan pile and breathing method are the foundation and core of Taijiquan, it is obvious that only practicing these two things cannot bring Taijiquan to a very high level.

He estimated that if the realm of boxing was digitized, Niu Baoguo's Tai Chi should be around Lv1, and at most it would touch the threshold of Lv2.

When you reach Level 1 Tai Chi, you still have to combine the breathing method with the Thirteen Postures of Tai Chi, or have other methods of practice in order to make progress.

It's not that Chen Xiong has never tried to change his breathing habits, so that he can always stay in the rhythm of the breathing method.

But it can't be done at all. The breathing habits that human beings are born with are not so easy to change. As long as they are a little distracted, the rhythm of the breathing method will inevitably be interrupted.

"Standing in the water is an idea, but going to the swimming pool is still too troublesome."

"Not to mention the influence of outsiders, it is difficult to get into the state at any time, and the swimming card is about to expire, and the renewal fee is a bit uneconomical. One thousand and six months, it is worth half a ginseng."

"Oh, I'm really having a hard time!"

At noon, the courier boy delivered a large 1.4-meter-high plastic bucket.

This is the biggest bucket he can buy in the world. It is a beef tendon bucket used for pickling vegetables in a food factory. If it were not made of plastic, it would not even fit through the door.

When the courier boy helped him put the bucket into the bathroom, his eyes were quite strange.

Silence is gold.

This barrel is 320, and the courier fee is 80.

"WDNMD Tai Chi, if this doesn't work, you will lose your blood!"

He first washed the plastic bucket inside and out with shower gel. This thing took up a lot of the small bathroom, and he had to stick it out in the future.

Filled with 38-degree hot water, Chen Xiong took off only his shorts, and slowly stood up.

"The water surface is a little low, but there is nothing we can do about it. Unless we customize it, there is no higher barrel."

Feeling the warmth brought by the water temperature, he felt an inexplicable sense of security. Standing out of the Hunyuan Pile, he adjusted his breathing rhythm faster than usual.

There seemed to be some kind of force that was helping him adjust his breathing and feel his breathing.

[You practice Tai Chi Zhuang Gong in the water, and you seem to have gained a little bit about Tai Chi]

【Tai Chi experience +2】

"It's done!"

"Hu, hu, hu~"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Chen Xiong stretched and relaxed his body while finishing today's morning jogging training.

Study, think, summarize, and practice hard.

Running, swimming, boxing, drinking tea.

Although it is a bit boring, he is making progress every day and is never tired of it.

Chen Xiong
Physical: 1.3
Soul: 1.0
技能：跑步Lv4（已然大成83%），游泳Lv3（登堂入室2%），太极拳Lv1（初窥门径81%），八部金刚功Lv0（未入门）

Features: none

Before his swimming card expired, he took the lead in improving his swimming skills to Lv3, and with the help of ginseng tea and a vat, his Tai Chi experience progressed steadily.

He suspected that the practice conditions of a large barrel and 38-degree warm water allowed him to accidentally simulate the fetal breath environment in the Taoist scriptures, which could make the effects of Hunyuan Zhuang and the breathing method much better.

As for the highest-level running skill, it is only one step away from Lv5. Just wait half a month for the start of the Jiangcheng Most Beautiful Ancient City Marathon, and you will be able to win the prize money!
If he didn't click any more, he really couldn't afford to drink his beloved ginseng and wolfberry tea.

"A certain Alipay arrived, 150 yuan~"

A female voice that was emotionless but very evocative interrupted his thoughts.

Huh?
Just when he said that he was about to lose his temper, someone gave him money?

All he wanted to say was: Please step up!

Chen Xiong took out his mobile phone, and while he was sipping wolfberry tea without ginseng, he looked for some kind-hearted person to give him help.

"Look, um, the registration fee refund from the Jiangcheng Marathon registration website."

???

!!!

"puff!"

Chen Xiong almost choked on his tea. At this moment, a text message popped up. He clicked on it and read:
"Dear Mr. Chen, because you didn't get a place in the Jiangcheng Most Beautiful Ancient City Marathon, you will be notified by text message. The registration fee will be returned by the original route within three working days. If you have any questions, please log on to the official website for consultation."

Wipe it, this is not sending charcoal in the snow, this is obviously making the snow worse!
Before starting a business, the middle road collapsed!
Chen Xiong wiped his mouth expressionlessly and looked at the count on his watch.

Distance: 43 kilometers.

Time: 2 hours, 22 minutes and 07 seconds.

Rounding it all off, this is already the result of a professional athlete.

Besides, Deep Blue hasn’t added any points to him yet!
"Axiba, if you don't let me sign up, I will blow the head of the spicy chicken panel."

Personal panel:? ? ?
Chen Xiong muttered quietly while logging into the official website to see if things had improved.

After reading it, he learned that there were four kinds of quotas for the marathon.

The first type is the direct invitation to the competition, which means that the organizer invites social celebrities or star professional players to directly participate in the competition.

The second type is the professional track. With valid results within 2 hours and 20 minutes of a large-scale application event, you can click on the professional registration window to participate.

The third type is direct registration. For all qualified running enthusiasts in the society, the number of applicants can directly participate in the competition if the number exceeds the competition quota. If it exceeds the competition quota, it needs to be drawn.

This is what Chen Xiong signed up for before. Obviously, he was a bit unlucky.

The fourth type is charity quota. The quota is not fixed, first come, first served. After donating a certain amount to charity, you can get a participation quota.

It is equivalent to using the registration fee to buy places, but the money is used for charity.

The most beautiful ancient city marathon in Jiangcheng has a marathon quota of 5000 people, a registration fee of 150, a charity quota of 100, and a charity registration fee of 1000.

Current remaining places: 100.

No one signs up for charity places at all.

For ordinary fans, the registration fee of 150 is not too much. If you win the lottery, you can come and play, and the most important thing is to participate.

As for spending 1000 yuan to sign up for a local marathon, it's unnecessary.

No.1奖金10000/15000，No.6奖金1000，No.8奖金500，九-二十名奖金200。

Most runners are self-aware.

But not Chen Xiong, he came here to be a bounty hunter.

He gritted his teeth, chose a charity quota, donated 1000 yuan, and got a competition quota.

If you don't finish in the top six, you'll lose everything.

In other words, for bounty hunters, only by getting the No. 1 prize in such small events can they barely make ends meet.

Participating in competitions is not just a matter of going alone. The cost of carriage, horse, board, accommodation and professional equipment is a huge expense.

"Run, don't just run!"

"The liver is finished!"

"Deep Blue, fill it up, let me see where your limit is!"

Chen Xiong stood up, stared at the skill line on the panel, running level 4 (already 83% successful), and gritted his teeth.

He spent a whole 1000 yuan for charity quota, if he can't get the bonus, it's really more uncomfortable than killing him!

(End of this chapter)