"How do we raise them?" Sun Wusheng looked at Sun Wuben.
"Grandpa, I'll use a person's life as an analogy." Sun Wuben said, "The practice of martial arts is like a person's life. A person starts from the moment he or she falls to the ground and lets out his or her first cry. At this time, he or she must be carefully protected by his or her parents in order to grow up safely. In martial arts, this is the stage of 'raising one's fist to the highest level.'
"And when the child grows up, both his body and mind have matured, this stage is the breaking of the world gate in martial arts. At this time, the child can leave his parents and do whatever he wants. He may soar to the sky and become a top scientist, a billionaire, a head of state, and other winners in life. That's why I call it the beginning of martial arts."
"Of course, at this stage, if he is carefully protected by his parents and raised in a greenhouse, it will be difficult for him to achieve anything in his life. Let's not talk about this in a hurry. Let's think about how we can make our children grow up better, and this is the real key to breaking the world gate in martial arts. "Sun Wuben stopped here, giving Sun Wusheng time to think.
Sun Wusheng squinted his eyes, and after a moment, his body suddenly shook.
"I understand, I understand, children, that's right, it's raising children!"
"Wrong, wrong, I'm really wrong!"
Sun Wusheng murmured and suddenly looked up at the sky, "Fist cultivation is the most important thing. It turns out that this cultivation is also constantly changing. If you take care of a ten-year-old child like how you take care of a one or two-year-old baby, you will only spoil him!"
"Wrong, wrong, it turns out that all the martial artists in the world are wrong!"
"It turns out that when we encounter the so-called human limit, our growth slows down and almost stops, it's not the human limit at all, hahaha …" Sun Wusheng laughed wildly at the end, and only stopped when tears came out of his eyes.
"What a simple truth, but it trapped the entire martial arts world!" Sun Wusheng sighed, of course he understood.
As the saying goes, one true sentence is better than ten thousand false books.
Simple was only after the breakthrough. Before the breakthrough, it was very difficult to understand and firmly believe in this principle because the bodies and bloodlines of the people who practiced martial arts in the world were different, and the conditions for cultivation were different as well. In addition, there were various complicated factors such as culture, customs, martial arts inheritance, and so on. It could even be said that to understand this simple principle was no easier than to understand the universal gravitational force.
"Wuben, different nurturing methods at different times, I have personally experimented with nurturing like raising a child, but it did not succeed, why?" Sun Wusheng looked at Sun Wuben with sparkling eyes.
"There is a gap, it doesn't reach balance."
"Lack of balance?" Sun Wusheng looked at Sun Wuben.
"I just said that the human body has three treasures: Essence, Qi, and Spirit. Cultivating martial arts must be done with all three, otherwise, you may fall into a state of untapped potential, and your progress will become extremely slow, or even stagnate. Many martial artists think that the growth has stopped, in fact, it is not the real door, it is the cultivation of the three treasures, the physical body is deficient."
"The human body is a very complex system, if there is a piece missing in this system, or if there is a place that is not cultivated to perfection, it will make the whole system unable to achieve upgrade …" Sun Wuben began to explain the specific cultivation method, and this is the most crucial thing of a martial arts school, something that is not divulged to outsiders.
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
During these seven days, Sun Wusheng did not return to the 18th combat training hall, and a major event happened in the combat world of Satan City. Because of this, all the disciples of the 18th training hall began to panic.
Just as they were panicking to the extreme, Sun Wusheng returned.
As soon as he came back, the sensitive disciples found that Sun Wusheng was different. Although his appearance did not change much, his temperament seemed to have turned upside down.
Especially when Sun Wusheng occasionally opened and closed his eyes, they were overflowing with light, and his aura was threatening.
Of course, the most important thing was the smile on Sun Wusheng's face, the confident smile that would not be shocked even if the sky fell, was frightening.
In an instant, the panicked hearts of the apprentices who were still in the training hall calmed down.
"What happened?"
"Master, the Combat Alliance has issued a new classification system for combat training halls, re-classifying the 18 training halls. It is different from before, this time, every apprentice in the training hall must participate in the competition."
"Every single one of them?" Sun Wusheng understood in an instant, the only true pillar of the 18th training hall was Mark. If every apprentice had to participate in the competition, then only Mark could achieve good results in the competition, and the rest would not be able to withstand a single blow.
"Master, in this way, our training hall will often lose in the competition, and we will only become the laughing stock of the entire Satan City, so …" Junior Brother Yong said this, his voice was full of frustration, "So, these days, the juniors who joined us have all left."
"Is that so?" Sun Wusheng's face was calm, as if he was not in a bad mood because of this. He smiled slightly, "It's good that they left. You and Mark go and count who wants to leave. Don't stop them from leaving, just refund their tuition fees to them."
"Ah?"
"I'll give you three hours to settle everything. Those who are willing to stay can meet me in my room after three hours." After Sun Wusheng finished speaking, he hummed a song and walked towards the side door at the back.
Mark and the others did not understand Sun Wusheng's arrangement, but even if they did not understand, they had to do it. Soon, they passed on Sun Wusheng's instructions.
"Will we get a refund if we leave?"
"That's great, the family saved up those fees for a long time, and I was thinking that we shouldn't waste it!" Because they could still get a refund for their tuition fees if they left, another three quarters of them left. Even among the group of 15 seniors, six or seven of them left.
Soon, three hours had passed.
"Let's go and see Master!"
"Now, the training hall has returned to its usual deserted state, I don't know what Master is thinking." Mark, Junior Brother Yong, Junior Brother Yu, and the others sighed as they walked into Sun Wusheng's room, and were stunned.
They saw an old man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room.
At this time, although the old man was meditating cross-legged with his eyes closed, the place where he sat cross-legged was empty.
That's right, he was sitting cross-legged in the air, and this person was their Master — Sun Wusheng.
"You're all here!"
Sun Wusheng suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the crowd, and nodded slightly: "Not bad, there are still 13 who are willing to stay. You're all very smart."
"Master, you're …" Mark stepped forward, reached out his hand to touch the air above Sun Wusheng's head, and stretched out his foot to touch the air below him.
"What are you doing?"
"Master, I'm touching the transparent rope and stool, strange, why isn't there anything?"
"Get lost!" Sun Wusheng shouted, then released his feet and stood firmly on the ground, "Those who stay will be my official disciples, and their status will be the same as Mark."
"Yes, Master!" The 13 people's faces were filled with excitement. If they didn't care much about this official disciple before, but the scene just now completely conquered them.
"Master." At this time, Mark looked at Sun Wusheng strangely, "You didn't come back for seven days just to learn magic tricks from Sun Wuben senior brother? This magic trick is good, when will you teach it to me? "
Sun Wusheng looked strange.
"This is Wuben School's Sky Dance Technique, not a magic trick, it's a martial art." Sun Wusheng shouted in a deep voice, "If you practice with me seriously, you will eventually learn it, but if you don't, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it even if I teach it to you."
"Ah? No way? "Mark stared at him.
But junior brother Yong on the side noticed Sun Wusheng's words, "Master, you just said Wuben School? Aren't we Sun Woo-ryu? "
"Wuben School originated from Sun Woo-ryu but surpassed Sun Woo-ryu. It's the martial art of my grandson Sun Wuben." Sun Wusheng said lightly, "If you can learn a little bit of Wuben School's martial art, it will be enough for a lifetime. Whether you can learn it or not depends on your performance."
"Performance?"
Everyone looked at Sun Wusheng doubtfully.
Sun Wusheng waved his hand, "Okay, you all go out." Sun Wuben easily told Sun Wusheng how to open the Realm Gate because the two were grandfather and grandson. Although these disciples were official disciples of Sun Wusheng, after all, they were a little far away. Who knows how many of the thirteen disciples were ingrates? Sun Wusheng has traveled all over the world and knows how sinister people are. Naturally, he won't easily pass on what Sun Wuben taught him.
Even if he taught Mark for several years and had a deep relationship with him, Sun Wusheng didn't intend to teach him, at least not at this stage.
The apprentices left. Before, Sun Wusheng still wanted to rely on the 18th Training Hall to make money, but now he had a bank card of nearly ten million in his arms. He didn't lack money at all, so he naturally didn't care.
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