You promised to practice martial arts, but you have mastered the golden body and Dharma?

Chapter 1 Bodybuilding punch!
  Daxia Kingdom, No. 9 Middle School in Xixiang City, Jiangnan Province.

Midsummer has passed, and the remaining heat has not dissipated. In the afternoon, sweat is steaming in the training hall. On the field where Class 9 is located, dozens of boys and girls press their lower legs and practice horse steps. At the same time, they are doing one stroke at a time under the gaze of the substitute teacher. He waved his fists loudly and sweat poured out freely.

There is no coherent method to the fist dance, just the most basic punches, shoulder shakes, chest thrusts, etc.

Among them, Li Jiu, who was standing at the back, gritted his teeth. While his lower body was trembling, several large beads of sweat ran across his cheeks and fell to the tile floor.

Snapped.

Someone fell to the ground because the bottom plate was unstable. The substitute teacher watching on the side glanced at him and then looked away without having anything to do with it.

Substitute teachers are only temporary substitutes and are not responsible for them. Moreover, the basic martial arts courses only practice the most basic things. If you don't want to practice, don't practice.

Everyone knew this. In fact, there were several classmates sitting on a bench nearby, chatting, and the substitute teacher didn't even look at them.

"Jingle Bell"

When the school bell rang, the substitute teacher casually shouted "get out of class is over" and left without looking back.

Li Jiu took a long breath and stood up to wipe the sweat from his face. His whole body ached, especially the muscles between his calf and thigh, which seemed to be disconnected and throbbed every time he moved.

"Today is finally over. I'm so tired."

"We're already in our senior year of high school and we're still taking basic classes. When can we learn body-building boxing?"

"We don't teach in the first year of high school, we don't teach in the second year of high school, and we don't teach in the third year of high school even after school has started for several days. They really don't plan to give us the opportunity to register for the martial arts college entrance examination."

The training hall was filled with complaints from classmates. Li Jiu silently picked up his black backpack in the corner and walked out of the training hall.

In eighteen years, he has already become accustomed to the way of life in this world.

Every high school student in Daxia Kingdom has the clearest pursuit, which is to practice martial arts, apply for the college entrance examination, and enter Wuhan University.

Only by entering a martial arts university can one become a highly-anticipated warrior, possess a lofty social status, and gain privileges independent of ordinary people. The most important thing is that the warriors themselves are powerful. They can kill aliens and defend the country.

Since the secret realm resurrected three hundred years ago, aliens invaded, and thermal weapons could not pose a sufficient threat to them. Ordinary people were brutally slaughtered, so warriors emerged as the times require.

Under the powerful light of warriors, human society can recover from disasters, and only then can human civilization continue to this day.

Warriors are synonymous with status and strength.

Li Jiu wants to become a warrior.

His idea is very pure. If you become a warrior, you will have a lot of money and your life will be adequately protected.
  After school, Li Jiu went to the vegetable market as usual and bought a pound of pork and some vegetables before going home.

His house is in the Yuhua community on Laojie. The house is old and the door lock is rusty. He takes out the key from his pocket, inserts it, and twists it hard. When he opens the door, he can smell the stuffy smell of dust hitting his face. taste.

Since his parents died together on the battlefield in the northwest province six years ago, he has been the only one living here. He usually feels sore when he comes back from school and has no time to clean.

His only source of funds now is the government's monthly subsidy of RMB 1,500. The pension due to his parents who died on the battlefield has been used to pay tuition at No. 9 Middle School. He does not have much savings.

Over the past few years, my biggest dream has been to rely on my own efforts to get into Wuhan University and become a warrior, thus escaping from the fate of being at the bottom.

"Zi"

As soon as the faucet was turned, a gush of water washed over the pork, and Li Jiu began to prepare today's dinner.

After a while, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of oil, and Li Jiu brought simple meat and vegetables to the small square table. In the past, he would not dare to be so luxurious, but now that he is in his third year of high school, most of the day is spent on martial arts training. The physical exertion is too great, and he cannot sustain it on a vegetarian diet.

Although it was still the most basic training, Li Jiu was very attentive and did not neglect it.

"drop"

Li Jiuzheng was eating a big meal when suddenly the screen of his mobile phone next to the dinner table lit up and a message popped up.

[Martial arts teacher Wang Shan: @All members, tomorrow the Municipal Martial Arts Bureau will have leaders from the inspection team to supervise our school to complete the teaching of martial arts. Since the students in Class 9 have not yet learned the exercise boxing, I will upload the electronic version now. In the training video of bodybuilding boxing, everyone must memorize the first twenty-four postures in one night, and at least be able to maintain a straight posture! ]
  [Martial arts teacher Wang Shan: Remember, the teaching video belongs to the school and may not be shared externally. Violators will be punished according to law! ]
  [Zhao Xueming: But teacher, our Class 9 hasn’t learned any physical training yet, how can we learn it well in one night? ]
  [Martial arts teacher Wang Shan: I have posted the teaching video. It is your fault to learn poorly. First of all, I would like to remind you that if anyone can't even show the basic posture tomorrow, they will be deemed to have given up their qualifications to enter the martial arts class! ]
  When he saw this passage, Li Jiu's expression suddenly froze.

At this time, the other group of students, who did not have a teacher, was already noisy. At least six sentences jumped out in one second, all of which were complaints.

What is a martial arts class?
  That is the core class that gathers all the martial arts resources of Ninth Middle School for training. It is mainly for the nine classes in the senior high school. Even the ninth class with the majority of children at the bottom can get some places.

When you enter the martial arts class, the school will teach martial arts seriously and treat every student as a student preparing for the martial arts college entrance examination.

Data on admission to higher education over the years show that without entering a martial arts class, it is impossible to pass the martial arts college entrance examination, and there is no chance at all.
  "If I lose the qualification to enter the martial arts class, I will have to take the ordinary college entrance examination route in the future, and I will not be able to become a martial artist."

"In this world, there are too many people who come from ordinary universities. Those above the ninth and ninth floors are still at the bottom, serving warriors and capital."

Li Jiu frowned, finished his meal three times, washed the dishes, wiped his hands on his stomach, and watched Wang Shanfa's body-building boxing instruction video with his mobile phone.

In the video, an old man wearing black training clothes dances his fists vigorously, and the sound of wind can be faintly heard. Every move and every move is very neat, as agile as a tiger leaping and standing tall.

The basic twenty-four postures of body-building boxing are fully demonstrated.

But there is no analysis, no focus point, not even the core key points.

Apart from knowing how to perform the moves, this video did not bring any substantial martial arts teaching information to Li Jiu.

He pushed aside the tables, chairs and clutter piled up in the living room, squeezed out a relatively spacious space, watched the video once, and stood his phone against the wall.

Follow the movements of the old practitioner and imitate them like a cat or a tiger.

The punches looked somewhat similar, but Li Jiu was in a panic. The connection between each move was like an inverted jigsaw puzzle, and the muscle power was also strange. The momentum and power of the punches were not even as good as the basic straight punch.

Knowing that there were many loopholes, Li Jiu gritted his teeth and continued to imitate, just like Handan learning to walk, only focusing on the form but not the spirit.

Finally, Li Jiunian managed to finish the twenty-four postures of the Bodybuilding Fist intermittently. He took two deep breaths and couldn't help but shake his sore arm.

"Haha, how can you learn all twenty-four poses in one night by imitating videos?"

"Do I deserve to be the bottom of other people's horses in my life?"

Just as Li Jiu frowned and smiled bitterly, his expression suddenly froze.

In his sight, several words floating in mid-air appeared at some point.

[Body training boxing (not yet started)]

[Experience value: 2/100]

After confirming that this was not his hallucination, Li Jiu's eyebrows relaxed, his face suddenly became brighter, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)