Two Realms: A giant of immortal martial arts emerges from low Wu Gan

Chapter 15 He doesn’t deserve it

Yandang Lake Park.

Jiang Shu casually performed a set of punches to warm up. His lower body was firmly planted on the horse stance to carry the energy and blood. As his fists moved out and in, a small bulge appeared all over his body.

After half an hour, a stream of white air came out of his mouth like an arrow that had taken off its string.

In his opinion, the few sessions in the famous martial arts training class were not even a basic warm-up.

It was just a matter of mentioning it.

What's more, at that time, he still held back his strength.

Otherwise, use all your strength.

What kind of coach is that? He is either dead or disabled.

After all, it is still a harmonious society, after all, we are in Xuanxing.

If it is in Pingling County...

With murderous intent surging in his eyes, Jiang Shu closed his fists and stood up before taking out the cell phone that had been vibrating in his trouser pocket for a long time.

Seeing that the number was labeled "Teacher Yan", he answered the call.

"Jiang Shu? I'm Teacher Yan." Yan Dehou's voice came from the mobile phone: "On March 1st, that is, tomorrow, at 8:30 in the morning, the school will organize a special lecture on martial arts. The martial arts teacher giving the lecture, He is from Shengjing and seems to have great status and strength. I don’t know the details. If you have time, remember to come on time."

"The content may be about some Xia Kingdom's political decrees on martial arts and the division of realms behind martial arts practice. It should be very helpful to you."

"Thank you, Teacher Yan. I will come over. In recent days, the flu has been frequent. Teacher Yan also pays attention to rest and a balance between work and rest. No matter what, the body is always the most important."

Breathing the fresh air in the park, Jiang Shu spoke with sincerity.

In his previous life, he was born as an orphan. He had poor food and clothing since he was a child, and he accumulated many physical problems. After I came out of the orphanage and started working, I went out early and came back late, and worked excessive overtime for the low salary. Before he was thirty, he fainted on the way home late at night.

By the time he was taken to the hospital, it was already too late. He was too ill to be treated.

His original intention to practice martial arts also originated from this.

In this life, he just wants to hold fate in his own hands!
  "Okay, okay, thank you Jiang Shu for your concern. Teacher also wishes you success in martial arts, your dreams come true, and you are admitted to a satisfactory university."

Yan Dehou laughed heartily. He is not like some teachers who only value academic performance.

Isn’t respecting teachers and teachings an obvious advantage?

If all students do not respect their teachers and just focus on studying. So are these teachers still teachers?
  I'm afraid that in the eyes of students, they are just educational machines!

"Well, I'll try my best."

After hearing Teacher Yan hang up the phone, Jiang Shu saw the note on WeChat saying it was a friend request from his younger sister's classmate, and clicked Agree.

"Brother Jiang Yanyue, hello, my name is Sang Zhirou. You can call me little Sangpao like Yan Yan."

"Jiang Shu."

"I'm standing still, no more chatting."

Quickly making a note of Sang Zhirou, Jiang Shu typed out his name, added another sentence, immediately put the phone into his trouser pocket and started to stand.

Although I only glanced at it a few times, I didn't pay attention to it.

Although I have experienced various short videos in my previous life.

Jiang Shu also had to admit that his sister's classmate was really a typical beauty.

Before it has grown up, it is already like a small lotus emerging from the water, with a bit of stunning beauty.

But what does this have to do with him.

to chat with?

How can chatting be better than the exhilarating feeling brought by zhanzhuang!

On the translucent panel, the proficiency of Hungry Tiger Sitting on a Hole Stake and Hungry Tiger Breathing Technique increases every day.

Jiang Shu has the joy of a farmer watching the ears of rice he planted mature and harvest. "It would be great if the Hungry Tiger Sitting on a Hole Stake and Breathing Techniques could practice at this speed after attaining minor successes."

Jiang Shu couldn't help but fantasize. If this were really the case, it would probably take less than two months for him to be able to circulate Qi and blood throughout his body.

Become one of the strong men in the outer city of Pingling County.

We are only one step away from becoming a true warrior!
  Warrior, warrior. The first level of the warriors of the Dajing Dynasty was the skin-grinding state, where their strength penetrated into stone and they were invulnerable to weapons and weapons. How powerful are the warriors on Xuanxing?

Next Monday, there will be a special lecture on martial arts.

Hope you won't let yourself down.

Jiang Shu withdrew his thoughts, squatted like a tiger, and breathed like a tiger.

Milk tea shop.

Sang Zhirou was sitting on a high stool. She was less than 1.6 meters tall, and her legs were dangling because they could not touch the ground: "Yanyan, your brother is really amazing. He replied to my messages all the time He said he wanted to stand up."

"That's just how he is, he just sits around while eating."

After being defeated by Sang Zhirou's milk tea offensive for a month, Jiang Yanyue, who presented her brother's WeChat ID with both hands, sighed and said: "I stand there every day and rarely even take out my mobile phone. I feel like, Smartphones are not suitable for him. He should be equipped with an elderly phone like that of my grandparents. He only needs to make calls."

"It's amazing." Sang Zhirou exclaimed in a low voice. In the Internet era, mobile phones have become one of people's indispensable personal belongings. Being able to stop playing with mobile phones and concentrate on martial arts, this kind of restraint of desire has surpassed many of his peers.

It's over, women who want to fall into the whirlpool of love really think differently.

Jiang Yanyue held her forehead and looked helpless, then took a sip of milk tea and said: "His daily routine is to get up, have breakfast, practice martial arts. Lunch, practice martial arts. Dinner, practice martial arts, and sleep. Repeat every day, follow Like a robot."

"Then how far has he practiced martial arts now? Is the horse-stepping skill a minor or a major?" Sang Zhirou asked curiously, and she directly ignored the option of getting started. It is absolutely impossible for a horse-stepping beginner to have such power.

"I don't know. Last time I asked him if he could sense the blood, and he told me directly no. I know that no word from a stinky man can be trusted!" Jiang Yanyue clenched her fist fiercely, showing a cute expression Little Huya said, "How can ordinary people have such strength? They even lifted people up!"

"You know how to lie to me every day! You even lied to me and said that after practicing martial arts, your heart will be like crystal and there will be no distracting thoughts. When you sleep, you will be in deep sleep. One hour is equivalent to two hours for ordinary people. You told me that I can also practice martial arts and sleep deeply every day. Yao Shou, he really doesn’t know how to enjoy it at all. Sleeping is such a comfortable thing. I wish I could sleep for ten hours every day."

"Think about it, I'm really in deep sleep. I sleep for five hours a day, which is comparable to ten hours. When I wake up, I can't fall asleep or remember when I get up. This is too uncomfortable!!!"

Jiang Yanyue was chattering, and when it came to Jiang Shu, she had endless things to say.

But in Sang Zhirou's mind, the image of a strange man became increasingly clear.

Restrain desires, persist in martial arts, and value family ties.

Although his academic performance is average, with this strength and ability, he should have no problem getting a major. Even if it’s just a junior college, what’s the matter? I can’t just focus on my undergraduate degree...

What's more, he is so handsome...

No, no, Sang Zhirou, what are you thinking about.

I didn’t even go to high school!
  In her wild thoughts, Sang Zhirou took the last sip of her milk tea, shook it to make sure it was empty, and finally couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Yanyan, your brother...has he ever told you what he likes?" A girl."

Jiang Yanyue was startled. Before, it was just a guess on her part.

Sang Zhirou's words confirmed the suspicion to a certain extent.

She held Sang Zhirou's face and looked at it from top to bottom.

The black hair is smooth and smooth to the waist, and the skin is fair and stretchable. The entire upper body is really underdeveloped for someone of the same age. Even now wearing a velvet winter coat, there is still a trace of curves.

Although the height of 1.58 meters is a little short, didn't Jiang Shu say that he would be taller after practicing martial arts?

Maybe, in two years, this little mulberry will become a beautiful woman who is over 1.6 meters tall.

Such appearance, such figure, such family background.

Thinking of little Sangpai's family situation and the various overt and covert cares given by the school teachers to Sang Zhirou.

Jiang Yanyue sighed and said solemnly: "Sang Zhirou, you are so beautiful."

"He doesn't deserve it."

Sang Zhirou:? ? ?

(End of this chapter)