Chapter 403: Chapter 232: Grandmaster Descends from the Heavens, Rage and Ferocity!
Nanhuang Daoist School, front yard open space, Qin Shi brought over a long bench and sipped on energy liquid while instructing Zhou Ning on stance training.
“Stand firm, Little Zhou. Your legs can’t hold steady; how do you expect to fight in the ring later? If someone attacks your lower body, you’ll fall over!”
Zhou Ning was drenched in sweat, his thigh muscles quivering like jelly, as weak as two strands of noodles swaying.
He was practicing the Nanhuang Daoist School’s “Cultivation Furnace” stance, with third rank breathing from bottom to top, guiding life force to the chest, then through the heartbeat, pumping it to the rest of the body.
Every time his breathing slacked, unable to integrate with the body’s vibration, Qin Shi would remind him with a shout.
“Tighten your core, expand your torso, imagine your breath as a flow of water, drawing external energy into your body…”
The subtle changes within Zhou Ning’s body couldn’t escape the “farseer vision” of Qin Shi.
Under the coverage of his life magnetic field, every fluctuation was exposed.
About fifteen minutes later, bead-sized sweat droplets dripped down from Zhou Ning’s forehead, and the tightly held bundle of life force finally couldn’t be maintained, swiftly dissipating into nothing.
Zhou Ning plopped down on the ground, ignoring his image completely.
He was soaked all over, as if he had just climbed out of a river.
“This Cultivation Furnace stance is no different from half death for me. Old Qin, I heard from the instructor that you can hold it for several days and nights without a break?”
Qin Shi nodded. The Cultivation Furnace stance, to him, was akin to elementary arithmetic, without any difficulty.
“You monster! How I’d love to be a genius for once, to experience these superhuman stats!”
Zhou Ning looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, falling backward to lie spread-eagled.
“Keep practicing. The Cultivation Furnace stance is a compulsory course at Nanhuang Daoist School. Once your muscles memorize the rhythm of the third-rank breathing, your endurance, physical strength, and explosive strength will all improve significantly.”
Qin Shi finished off the last gulp, tossing the sealed can into a bamboo basket not far away.
“My recent physical test showed a rapid increase in life force, and old Qian even praised me for it.”
Zhou Ning let out a long breath, his breathing gradually becoming even.
“Who knows, maybe I could even get into a second-tier university and find a high-paying foreign trade job in the future.”
Qin Shi’s lips curled into a smile. As long as Zhou Ning maintains such a stable speed in developing his life force, he could definitely reach the admission scores for a first or second-tier university.
“Thank you, Old Qin. Without your influence, I couldn’t have stepped into the gates of Nanhuang Daoist School! Even top students from the New First Elite Class, like Xu Mo and Zhao Yunzhu, couldn’t get in even with connections!”
Zhou Ning said sincerely.
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Qin Shi stood up and walked down the steps. He didn’t need to deliberately pose; his every move naturally flowed with energy, a dense brilliance emerging from his body, wisps intertwining with his limbs and torso.
From afar, he resembled a bright white cocoon, waiting for the moment of successful emergence.
“Old Qin, when do you plan to break through to the Specialized Level?”
Zhou Ning felt the majestic aura, wave after wave, as if it were a tidal wave crashing, and couldn’t help but marvel.
It’s hard to imagine that just a few months ago, Old Qin was working summer jobs alongside him.
In less than half a year, he had already become the most dazzling supernova in all of Heng Province, a renowned prodigy.
“Soon, once I’ve pushed the progress a bit more.”
Qin Shi was releasing the life force within. At his stage, there was no need to deliberately adjust muscle activity. The Cultivation Furnace of Nanhuang Daoist School had become instinct, deeply imprinted in his mortal body.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for introspection, nearly eighty nodes had already lit up, right at the chest, resembling a ring shimmering brightly.
The vitality extracted by the Cultivation Furnace continuously injected into it, then erupted into lustrous beams as thick as a thumb.
After a few minutes, Qin Shi experienced the same gradual exhaustion that Zhou Ning felt from the stance training earlier. The “Warfare Strategy” did have a unique edge in wearing down the mortal body and consuming reserves.
Even with his stats template, making countless prodigies envious, he felt his body being hollowed out each time he ignited a node with life brilliance, inevitably feeling a sense of weakness.
After reigniting two more nodes, breaking through the count of ninety, Qin Shi stopped channeling energy, sitting down to rest as well.
“Old Zhou, why don’t you join my older sister? She doesn’t want to stay idle, planning to start a long-distance freight company. I figured if we’re going to do it, we might as well make it big.”
Zhou Ning asked in confusion:
“How big are you planning to make it?”
Qin Shi’s throat was dry and parched, so he had Xuan Ming bring two cans of level four energy liquid to moisten his throat, then said:
“A dozen vehicles with guns leading the way, mainly coordinating with the Inspection Department and contracting their projects.
Right now, it’s in the planning stage; manpower is lacking, and funds are insufficient. If you’re willing to invest, you’d be considered a founding member, and later on, there’d be a share of dividends for you.”
Zhou Ning shrugged with a smile:
“Old Qin, if you want to take care of your brother, just say it next time. I’m the least formal person, my attitude towards holding onto opportunities is definitely positive.”
He’s not a fool. Old Qin might say it’s just in the planning phase with nothing concrete.
But given his influence and appeal, rallying troops would be a breeze, pulling him in is just offering a better path considering their past brotherhood.
“Alright. In the future, if I get a meal, you’ll have a bowl to wash, how about that?”
Qin Shi jokingly said.
“Feels comfortable, feels at ease.”
Zhou Ning responded earnestly.
“We’re the offspring of workers from Old Factory Street, the best future we could hope for in the past was to make it to permanent residency in the Tai’an Metropolitan Area, and that was impressive.
I originally planned to become the security chief at the factory right after graduation, but now you’re making me the general manager of a transportation company; it’s like bringing glory to my family. During festive dinners, my dad would have to toast me proactively!”