When cultivating body techniques, the foundation was naturally extremely important. Father Chen had a special cultivation method for this, and that was to rub trees.
By rubbing his palms against the rough bark, he could train the strength of his two forearms. During this process, he could maintain a horse stance, which would also help him pour the little spirit qi he breathed into his dantian, thus achieving a self-circulation of spirit qi in his body. He didn't need the help of any medicine; given time, he would be able to advance from Body Refinement to Qi Condensation in just a few years.
Although there were a lot of medicine on the market for cultivation aids before the Golden Core stage, and it wasn't like the Chen family couldn't afford them at all, children who took pills didn't have as strong a foundation as those who worked steadily and steadily.
At the same realm, children who took pills clearly didn't have enough stamina in battle, and would feel tired after fighting for a while.
This was in fact the reason why more and more people now chose to become mages.
Body techniques consumed too much energy, and children who took pills would be defeated after a few punches.
This had also created a vicious cycle in modern preschool education. It was unknown when, but in the eyes of some children, body techniques had already become outdated techniques. It was as if only those who could release fireballs and water bombs were the real cultivators.
"Dad … I can't take it anymore …"
In the first month of training, Super Chen felt like he was going to die. His palms often bled from the friction, and some of the blood dripped onto the snow on the ground, slowly melting it into steam.
"An old steed has great ambitions, and an old tree has deep roots. Do you know what it means?"
"Dad, are you telling me to lay a good foundation?" Three-year-old Super Chen didn't understand.
"No, it means that you're in trouble. You mustn't be afraid!"
Father Chen said loudly, "You have to go, rub him!"
Super Chen: "…"
"Come on, follow my rhythm! Envoy, keep rubbing trees, rub him! "Father Chen was excited.
Super Chen rubbed his palms against the bark, and it hurt so much that he was about to cry.
Father Chen gave instructions from the back. "One, two, three, four! … Two, two, three, four! … Keep working hard! … One more time! "
Super Chen: "…"
Wang Ling: "…"
So that year, three-year-old Super Chen rubbed trees day after day, and finally comprehended the profound meaning of the Iron Palm at the age of four …
…
It was clear that while Super Chen's childhood seemed boring, it had in fact been fruitful.
Children in the cultivation world were enlightened at a relatively early age. Super Chen could already speak fluently at the age of three, which proved that his aptitude wasn't bad. Father Chen clearly saw this point, which was why he had decided to help Super Chen establish his foundation early.
In his sea of memories, Wang Ling reached out and plucked out a silver-gray memory fragment.
This was a dark colored fragment, which represented a heavy and unpleasant memory. It was not like most of the other fragments, which were colored like glass.
Wang Ling pinched the fragment in his hand, then slowly closed his eyes. This time, he decided to observe Super Chen's world from a closer distance …
Thus, a four-year-old girl named Wang Xiaoling appeared in Super Chen's memory world.
This was a transformation phenomenon formed by combining the King's Eye and the Great Memory Spell, which was used to conceal one's identity.
In his memory, Super Chen could see Wang Ling as "Wang Xiaoling" actually existed.
Wang Xiaoling had always been an important part of Super Chen's memories, but in order not to affect the order of the memory world, the King's Eye had transformed itself into this girl.
This was a little like a first-person view of the plot, which allowed him to observe Super Chen up close.
The silver-gray memory fragments represented huge changes and disasters in life. Wang Ling transformed into Wang Xiaoling and observed the world with the false identity of a little girl. In an instant, he felt the scene in front of him grow bigger.
In a child's world, everything seemed so lofty.
When he came back to his senses, he found himself in a park, surrounded by several naughty children.
"Your mother is the woman who picks up trash nearby, right? Every day, you come to my house to collect the broken jars. They're smelly and dirty. Disgusting. "
The speaker was a fatty whom Wang Ling didn't recognize.
But he knew this girl in Super Chen's memory. Now that he had transformed into this girl, he also shared her memories.
The fatty who had spoken was called Tiger Liang, and he came from a very rich family. His father ran a magic dojo for children called Balance Dojo, which was a business rival of Super Chen's father.
In this neighborhood, the only reputable dojos were Super Chen's Strength Super Body Techniques Dojo and Tiger Liang's Balance Magic Dojo.
However, Tiger Liang's family's business had been booming over the years, and their reputation had almost eclipsed the Chen family's.
Wang Ling didn't say anything, because the Wang Xiaoling he had transformed into was actually a mute.
But he had the little girl's memories, and could feel her fear.
This made Wang Ling a little uncomfortable.
Should he make a move …
Wang Ling hesitated.
He knew very well what kind of changes he would bring about if he made a move. Maybe the world line of this memory would change … He was silent in his heart, and decided to endure it for the time being and see how things developed.
Besides, he really didn't need to lower himself to the level of a bunch of brats.
Every single person had a silver-gray memory fragment in their life. This represented a great calamity that they had to endure. This calamity could only be overcome, and it could not be avoided.
For example, when Wang Ling had been six years old, Loopy Toad had fallen from the sky and smashed his crispy noodle snacks flagship store; that had been one of the catastrophes …
Wang Ling knew that even if he forcibly changed the course here, Super Chen might run into even bigger trouble in the future.
At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang out in his ear.
It was Super Chen's voice.
"Let go of that girl!" Super Chen suddenly appeared in front of Wang Ling, his arms crossed.
Wang Ling synchronized the girl's memories, and in that moment, he felt that Super Chen was a hero who had fallen from the sky.
"Brother Tiger, this is Super Chen from the Chen family. He doesn't look easy to deal with."
"That's right, Super Chen has been cultivating body skills since he was three, and I heard he's made some progress."
Tiger Liang had two lackeys by his side. They were both student members of the Balance Magic Center, and they followed Tiger Liang's lead. Similarly, as Tiger Liang's lackeys, they also enjoyed discounts on their courses, with one person getting a 40% discount.
Magic Dojo's enrollment was unprecedented, and parents would deliberately get close to Tiger Liang to save money. Thus, the number of lackeys around Tiger Liang would only increase.
"Super Chen? You're from that Strength Super Dojo, right? Body skills? "
Tiger Liang smiled. He opened his palm and released a fireball. "Let's see if your body skills are fierce or if my fireball is more powerful!"
Taking a deep breath, Super Chen walked up to Tiger Liang and stared at him. "If you don't leave now, you might be crippled with this palm of mine."
"Hahaha! You think you know Buddha's Palm?! You're only four, how can you fight me? An idiot! A mute! "Tiger Liang laughed.
Bang!
Without another word, Super Chen's palm struck Tiger Liang's leg so fast that Tiger Liang couldn't follow it at all.
"I don't know Buddha's Palm, but I can still use the Iron Sand Palm." Super Chen withdrew his technique.
"Ahhh!"
Tiger Liang cried out in pain and hurriedly grabbed his leg.
But Tiger Liang forgot to withdraw his fireball, and just like that, it exploded on his leg …
That year, Super Chen had made a move for the first time.
He had used his body skills to save a girl.
He had been four years old.
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