"Is that person... related to the coach?"
"Probably. Otherwise, who else would Qin Jiao pay so much attention to?"
In front of the training ground, Fang Qingyu was personally singled out by Qin Jiao for instruction.
A sour tone permeated the surroundings.
But at this moment, someone suddenly murmured from the side.
"Could it be that he's just progressing quickly..."
The atmosphere instantly quieted down.
Indeed, the truth is like a quick knife...
"Not bad."
Qin Jiao looked at Fang Qingyu, whose stance in the final Pile Skill was quite standard, and showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"Does this count as Pile Skill Introduction?"
Fang Qingyu wiped the sweat from his forehead, slightly furrowing his brow as he looked at Qin Jiao.
Although compared to others, I am indeed fast.
Including Qin Jiao's attitude, it doesn't lie.
But when I left the Martial Arts Hall yesterday, the progress was at 34%.
Today, at the start of class.
Qin Jiao took me by the hand and personally taught the next three forms, and the activation speed was much faster than yesterday.
However, now the activation progress on the professional panel is stuck at 80%...
"Just one last step."
"Remember, the postures are alive."
Qin Jiao shook his head and walked to the side.
Then he took off his outer shirt, exposing a robust upper body, his feet slightly apart like the roots of an old tree, while his spine was subtly stretched as if suspended by invisible threads.
First, his waist and hips sank, his knees compressed like springs, and finally, the ankles completed a subtle twist.
Then, suddenly leaning back at a bizarre angle, his arms formed an arc forward as if embracing the moon, and his body created a perfect curve under extreme extension.
The postures previously practiced suddenly came to life...
When Qin Jiao clasped his palms together to finish, Fang Qingyu was still frowning and pondering.
"Did you understand?"
"The five Pile Skills are interconnected: the steadiness of Mountain Root, the liveliness of Horse Riding Posture, the softness of Moon Embracing Style, the changeability of Dragon Roaming Style, all culminating in the integration of Yin and Yang in Guiyuan Posture."
"Not really."
Fang Qingyu thought for a moment and shook his head honestly.
The five movements have hardly any connection, unlike the simplicity of lifting a foot or kicking.
"Pile Skill is like drinking water; you alone feel its temperature. Some are like resilient pines on a cliff, others are like green vines at the bottom of a ravine. The circulation through the meridians differs, and the manifestation within the postures can be diverse."
"So, this is all I can teach. Whether you can enter the gate depends on yourself."
Qin Jiao listened without surprise; in modern times, it's rare for anyone to master Pile Skill in two days.
Previously, it was just about learning a stance.
Fang Qingyu listened thoughtfully.
After thanking Qin Jiao, he went to the Punching Post area.
This is where those who have already mastered the Pile Skill can train further, although they are also ordinary students.
But Fang Qingyu looked at the shadows of their punches, and it was really as Qin Jiao said.
Each was different.
This was a bit like watching military training and seeing people practice military boxing.
Some had clumsy punch movements, some were fierce, and others showed a bit of effeminacy...
"Let's give it a try..."
Fang Qingyu watched for a while and then went to practice on his own.
Just then, Qi Hao was taking a break and saw Fang Qingyu practicing enthusiastically but didn't disturb him, turning instead to Qin Jiao.
"So, Qin Jiao, Qingzi is quite talented, right?"
"Not bad."
Qin Jiao nodded, but his expression didn't change much.
"So, is there a chance for him to join the Elite Class?"
Qi Hao suddenly leaned in close to Qin Jiao and asked quietly.
"..."
Qin Jiao listened, turned to look at Fang Qingyu, who was trying to connect the five moves, and then glanced at the time.
"If he can get through today, there's still a chance."
"His physical foundation is really too weak; if it were better, the probability could increase by two levels."
Qi Hao initially wanted to argue, but then he closed his mouth instantly when he heard this.
Indeed...
Like him, he'd been building a foundation since childhood, now for more than ten years.
It's not something that can be compensated for in a short period.
Fang Qingyu was unaware of their discussion; he just knew that he seemed to have found a new way to use the blueprint...
The difficulty of Pile Skill Introduction lies in how to connect the five moves.
This was originally something one couldn't know the answer to directly.
But the progress bar on the professional panel was like a beacon at the finish line guiding him...
When heading in the right direction, the progress bar increased.
In the wrong direction, it stopped moving.
This discovery directly caused Fang Qingyu's activation progress to surge again.
An hour passed.
It had reached 99%.
Only a single step away.
"Ha!!"
As the final Guiyuan Posture was completed, different from Qin Jiao's practice, Fang Qingyu instinctively punched forward.
The sound of the punch breaking through the air was not loud, but it made Qin Jiao turn his head first from afar.
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"This kid... really has something going on."
Fang Qingyu only felt exhausted at this moment and slowly sat on the ground, flipping open the manual.
[Congratulations on successfully unlocking the "Martial Arts Apprentice" profession!]
[Congratulations on obtaining the professional basic skill "Hidden Dragon Posture"!]
A brand-new profession panel appeared before him, with two new contents currently both at Level 1.
However, besides feeling delighted, Fang Qingyu didn't forget to turn to the introductory page.
From the moment he entered the introduction.
He could clearly feel changes in his body.
Apart from being tired.
His limbs and body seemed to have a warm current flowing through them.
This was something he had never felt before.
Indeed...
The basic information panel on the introductory page had also quietly changed.
[Power: 7.8→8.0]
[Speed: 8.1→8.2]
[Physique: 7.9→8.1]
The effect was so good it was a bit scary.
He had only been practicing for two days.
But compared to this, practicing martial arts was indeed correct, much better than fitness!
"Not bad..."
Qin Jiao, at some point, had already walked over. This time, not only was there admiration in his eyes, but a smile also hung on his lips.
"Qin Jiao."
Fang Qingyu closed the manual and stood up.
"I didn't expect you to get started so quickly."
Qin Jiao shook his head and laughed.
"Do you have anything urgent later?"
Fang Qingyu was slightly startled as he listened.
He had an afternoon shift as a deliveryman, which could be considered as having something.
But if he had to say, it could also be considered as nothing.
So he shook his head.
"Then later go out, take a right 200 meters to Qingtang Clubhouse, and tell them Chenfeng Martial Arts Hall, herbal massage package."
Qin Jiao whispered two degrees lower as he walked beside Fang Qingyu.
Fang Qingyu's mouth twitched as he listened...
10,000 per session, how could he possibly afford it right now?
"Been there?"
Seeing Fang Qingyu not speaking and his expression, Qin Jiao slightly frowned.
"Um... I went with Haozi yesterday."
Fang Qingyu answered honestly.
"Then you should know about the Elite Class, right?"
"I know a bit."
Fang Qingyu nodded.
Qin Jiao thought for a moment and explained the significance of going to Qingtang Clubhouse to Fang Qingyu.
"Your physical foundation is very poor. If you want to enter the Elite Class, you must train intensively every day, and the prerequisite for high-intensity training every day is to go to Qingtang Clubhouse, understand?"
"Understood."
"Hmm, try to go if you can. It's very effective for relieving physical fatigue and recovery."
Qin Jiao left this last sentence and walked away.
Pointing this out was already very considerate.
After all, Fang Qingyu now wasn't yet 100% guaranteed to enter the Elite Class; he just lacked a physical foundation.
If that were the case, Qin Jiao might even lend him the money.
For now, it's just a chance.
Fang Qingyu watched Qin Jiao's departing figure and sighed slightly.
Understood, but it's of no use.
Right now, even if he put all his sleeping time into part-time jobs, he wouldn't earn 10,000 in a short time.
Unless he literally went without sleep.
"Awesome, Qingzi, hahaha!!!"
Meanwhile, on the other side, Qi Hao finished his training and ran over to sling his arm over Fang Qingyu's shoulder.
His hearty laughter drew constant glances from those around.
"Awesome at what?"
"I was just talking to Qin Jiao about you, and then you turned around and mastered the Pile Skill Introduction."
"How do you know?"
Fang Qingyu showed surprise in his eyes.
It made sense for Qin Jiao as a coach to see it, but how could Qi Hao see it too?
"Because everyone has a certain aura around them... It's something you learn after becoming a formal disciple."
Qi Hao explained a bit.
Hearing the term formal disciple, Fang Qingyu didn't ask anymore.
"Come on, to celebrate your mastery of Pile Skill Introduction, I'll take you for some fun!"
By now, the trainees were already packing up and leaving, and Qi Hao was pulling Fang Qingyu along to head to Qingtang Clubhouse again.
"No, I have something in the afternoon, you go ahead."
Fang Qingyu's mind was overflowing with the figure 10,000, eager to get on an electric bike and fly away.
Besides, one invitation is enough...
Too many invitations, and the meaning changes.