Chapter 163: Chapter 154 Snacks
Wang Boxiong quietly looked at the data sent by Deng Zhijue, recalling the data from Yunhua Jinjing in the past few years.
Zhou Leng, he is already infinitely close to the first echelon of Yunhua Jinjing.
He can indeed be directly admitted to the Lieutenant Camp.
After Zhou Leng finished the No True Qi training at the class Martial Arts Dojo, he entered the High-level Martial Arts Hall for the first time under the guidance of Deng Zhijue, and his identity was recorded.
The High-level Martial Arts Hall is more spacious, as large as four basketball courts.
There are more and larger equipment inside, even four strikers.
But there are very few people.
Zhou Leng turned his head and saw only four people.
Deng Zhijue ignored those four and explained the usage of various advanced equipment to Zhou Leng as they walked.
"This is a True Qi Rope, made of special materials, used to train control over changes in True Qi..."
"This is a True Qi Barbell, prohibited for daily training below the Body Refinement. Because the load is too heavy, at least 2000 kilograms, a slight error can fracture bones."
"In daily training, the weight of True Qi load is generally twice that of No True Qi load, of course, individual differences exist, the strongest can reach about four times..."
"True Qi load must progress gradually. No True Qi load at most damages the body, with various ways to treat it."
"If True Qi load goes wrong, it can slightly damage meridians and blood vessels, or seriously damage the dantian, with treatment costs a hundred or thousand times, so definitely be extra careful..."
"This is a Skin Smoothing Device, though it looks like a fly swatter, it is particularly painful when it hits. It can continually strengthen the skin..."
"You have seen the Striker. Previously it was a test device, but by the Body Refining Stage, it’s just an everyday anti-strike equipment..."
"This is a Water Pressure Device, which looks like a big fish tank at first glance, but it can train heart, lung, and organ functions, extremely important. You must shower before entering and disinfect, or you will easily get scolded. When you have money, buy one yourself..."
Deng Zhijue continuously introduced various cultivation equipment.
The four seniors only glanced here occasionally during their rest and continued training after resting.
After introducing all the demonized equipment, Deng Zhijue said, "I’ll pick some you can use now, then I’ll demonstrate once, and you imitate it once..."
Then, Deng Zhijue gripped the True Qi Rope with both hands, two fingers thick, intertwined with red and black colors.
"Our True Qi possesses immense power, though harmless inside the body, once released, ordinary materials cannot withstand it."
"For example, ordinary steel swords, once infused with True Qi, rapidly decay and age, even shatter directly."
"Therefore, humans are still constantly researching True Qi weapons, yet to become widespread."
"The principle is simple, like in the technological era, the more powerful the weapon, the better materials are needed."
"True Qi is so strong that if ordinary steel can withstand it, demonic bodies far surpassing steel would not be wounded."
"This True Qi Rope, crafted by a legendary Demon Spirit Master with extremely expensive materials, can be used long-term. One rope costs ten million, equivalent to a piece of ordinary high-level demonized equipment..."
"Among the Human Race, there’s a Grandmaster who uses a demonized True Qi Rope worth hundreds of millions as a weapon, extremely terrifying power..."
"True Qi Rope is mainly used to train True Qi manipulation and release, requiring mastery of twenty-one basic forms, then learning or even creating new forms based on one’s True Qi..."
"Alright, now I will demonstrate the twenty-one forms of the True Qi Rope..."
Deng Zhijue held a True Qi Rope in each hand.
"The True Qi Rope, without True Qi, cannot be shaken."
He said, shaking with force but without True Qi, the force couldn’t transmit, the rope on the ground only slightly moved.
"Now, the first form, small waves..."
Deng Zhijue didn’t move his hands, only sent in True Qi.
The True Qi Rope on the ground started to shake up and down, gradually forming small wave shapes, with waves even and continuous.
"The small wave form tests stable True Qi output. If the True Qi is unstable, the distance between wave crests becomes uneven; if too strong or weak, the height between wave crests and troughs is uneven..."
"Next, is the second form, large waves...third form, double whirlwind...fourth form, horizontal snake move..."
Deng Zhijue taught seriously, and Zhou Leng learned slowly.
Finally, Deng Zhijue said: "This is the twenty-first form, also the hardest, horizontal straight."
Deng Zhijue assumed a horse stance, the True Qi Rope stretched more than ten meters in front on the ground.
He took a deep breath, infused the True Qi into the True Qi Rope, and the rope closest to his hand slowly hardened and straightened.
Parallel to the ground.
The horizontal straight part extended forward, pulling up the rope below.
Before long, over ten meters of the True Qi Rope, looked like two long sticks, suspended in midair.
As strong as Deng Zhijue, his hands also trembled slightly.
This is an enormous challenge in True Qi, stamina, arm strength, or wrist strength.
After holding for a full minute, Deng Zhijue slowly withdrew his energy.
The rope, which was like a long stick, slowly softened like a snake and drooped to the ground.
"Now, you try..."
And thus, Deng Zhijue taught, and Zhou Leng learned, quickly familiarizing himself with some equipment.
But some demonized equipment required too much hard strength and experience, making it impossible for Zhou Leng to handle in a short time.
"Go eat. In the coming week, you call on me here. After seven days, you can cultivate on your own."
"Thank you, Instructor!"
Deng Zhijue and Zhou Leng finished their session and walked out of the High-level Martial Arts Hall.
The four senior students kept using the demonized equipment to temper their bodies, finishing training covered in sweat, gathering to chat.
The four Body Refining Stage experts wore only shorts, with defined and sinewy muscles.
Chatting away, one person asked: "That student just now, which class is he from? Seems I haven’t seen him before."
"I don’t know, definitely not a senior, maybe a junior."
"That doesn’t add up, that Instructor Deng, I’ve seen him, he’s responsible for the freshmen martial arts students."
"Freshmen? Don’t be ridiculous."
"The freshman Rao Mingxian is considered a genius, ranked first among new students, already in the Early Stage of Body Refining, but his skills don’t measure up. I saw him here the other day, and he couldn’t even practice the basic True Qi Rope without it being all crooked. Out of twenty-one forms, he could only manage seven. He went back to the class’s Martial Arts Dojo without a fuss, and it will be two or three months before he returns."
"That guy from earlier couldn’t be a freshman. He practiced all twenty-one forms of the True Qi Rope in one go. Although not perfect, he’s definitely experienced."
"Who is he?"
"No rush, he’ll definitely come often; we can ask him once we’re familiar."
"I think he’s good, we could invite him to join our Ruda hunting team later."
"Yeah, we could use another skilled person at the Body Refining Stage."
Zhou Leng and Deng Zhijue parted ways, looked at the time, and called Xu Qingjin.
"I’ve finished my cultivation, it’s getting a bit late, my apologies. What do you feel like eating?"
"Let’s go to the street food market together? It’s been ages since I last went."
"I haven’t been in years either, perfect."
The two arranged to meet at the school gate and took a taxi to the street food market.
It was already close to January, the weather was chilly, but the street food market was still bustling.
Xu Qingjin chuckled as they walked, "Do you know what the biggest regret of eating street food is?"
"What?"
"It’s having eyes bigger than your stomach. Every time before I come, I want to eat tons, yet once I start, I’m full after just a few types."
"True."
Zhou Leng looked up at the brightly lit stands lining the street, stretching endlessly.
Xu Qingjin hesitated for a bit and said, "How about this, we buy one portion and I’ll have a little, and you can have more. This way, we can try many different kinds, how about it?"
"Sure," Zhou Leng agreed casually.
"Let’s start with the nearest one, take a number for stinky tofu and then for meat buns at that stall to cut down queue time..."
Soon, Xu Qingjin came over with stinky tofu, skewered with bamboo sticks.
The two shared one paper box, each using a bamboo stick to eat the stinky tofu.
They stood facing each other with the paper box in between.
Xu Qingjin ate a few pieces of stinky tofu, for some reason her ears warmed, and she pretended to look around.
Zhou Leng now had an enormous appetite, one box of stinky tofu wasn’t even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.
He quickly polished it off, leaving one piece, "Why aren’t you eating anymore?"
Xu Qingjin hurriedly said, "I’m done, the rest is yours."
"Alright." Zhou Leng wasn’t polite and ate the last piece.
Afterwards, they walked to the meat bun stall and got one meat bun.
Zhou Leng looked at it skeptically, such a small meat bun wasn’t enough for even a bite for him.
Xu Qingjin handed over the meat bun, "You eat first, leave me just one bite. I’m not like you, I can’t eat that much."
"You go ahead, have two bites first, then I’ll eat," Zhou Leng said.
"Okay then." Xu Qingjin slightly lowered her head, opened her small mouth, gently bit into the meat bun, then handed it to Zhou Leng.
Zhou Leng helplessly said, "You didn’t bite the meat, take a bigger bite."
"Okay." Xu Qingjin opened her mouth wider, revealing her cute little white teeth, taking a big bite from the gap, reaching the meat filling.
Her cheeks puffed up, chewing with her mouth closed, smiling as she passed it to Zhou Leng.
Zhou Leng took the meat bun, aligned it with Xu Qingjin’s bite, and took a big bite, chewing heartily.
Xu Qingjin watched as Zhou Leng bit where she had bitten, her face blushing, heart racing.
Zhou Leng finished off the meat bun in three bites.
"Let’s go, next one." Zhou Leng seemed truly here for a street food feast.
Xu Qingjin smiled cheerfully as she followed beside Zhou Leng, enjoying various street foods together.
Many times, Xu Qingjin would take a bite, then Zhou Leng would polish off the rest.
Until they had almost tried every kind on the street, Xu Qingjin patted her slightly bulging belly and said, "I really can’t eat anymore. From now on, it’s up to you."
"Then I’ll really go for it."
"Eat more, I know you can eat."
Zhou Leng nodded and said to the vendor ahead, "Twenty beef pies please."
Next, Zhou Leng showcased the prowess of a dining Martial Saint, retracing the path to gobble up everything, ordering at least ten or even twenty portions each time.
Stopping at a lamb kebab stall, Zhou Leng said, "Ten red willow lamb skewers, and ten tripe buns."
The vendor enthusiastically suggested, "Our kidneys are the originals, best sellers, want some? You’ll definitely like them."
"Ten of those, your lamb is fresh," Zhou Leng replied.
"Good choice!" the vendor gave a thumbs up, starting to grill.
Xu Qingjin watched happily as Zhou Leng devoured the meat in big bites.
Passersby couldn’t help but glance at the pair when they saw the pile of lamb kidneys in Zhou Leng’s hands.
After finishing, Zhou Leng moved to the next fried dumpling stall.
"A whole pot, please..."
Then he said to the neighbouring rice roll stall owner, "One of everything."
As he said it, he traced his finger down the price list from top to bottom.