Chapter 24: Doping, Old Martial Arts, and the Dragon Gate

"Canglong Dojo?"

Xue Jing raised his eyebrows.

He had an impression of this dojo.

When he had just awakened his panel and planned to practice martial arts, he checked the tuition fees of various dojos in Qingcheng, and Canglong Dojo was one of the dojos with the highest fees.

However, the high fees were not the reason why Xue Jing remembered it.

It was because the negative reviews of Canglong Dojo were very high on the Internet...all of them were criticizing that the teaching quality was not worthy of the tuition fees.

Xue Jing's expression was a little subtle.

Maomao licked his paws, yawned, and said:

"Canglong Dojo has a bad reputation...but that's just the opinion of outsiders."

"In the circle of real martial artists, no one would underestimate Canglong Dojo, especially the old owner Li Qi."

Maomao stretched out his two front paws forward, stretched his waist, and raised his butt high.

"He is one of the few old martial arts masters who has never taken 'banned drugs' but has successfully jumped over the dragon gate and broken through the limits of human beings."

"During his peak decades ago, he had a great reputation in the inner ring city, and was as famous as 'Vajra Zhou' and 'Shura Chen', known as 'Dragon King Li'."

"Although he is just an old man in a wheelchair now, I am more than enough to teach you martial arts."

Xue Jing reached out and picked up Mao Mao and put him on his lap, curiously:

"Banned drugs? Jumping over the dragon gate? Old martial arts? What do they all mean?"

He felt that a brand new door was opening in front of him, and behind the door was the world of martial artists.

Maomao seemed to be sleepy, with half-closed eyes, and lay down on Xue Jing's legs. The latter reached out and stroked its back along its fur, and the familiar comfort came, making it drowsy.

"Banned drugs are made from products from special border areas. They are extremely irritating and can cause all kinds of alienation in the body of the user, and then have non-human flesh."

"For example, there is a type of drug that can change the nature of a person's skin, making it as tough as steel. Some drugs can even make people grow extra limbs and become six-armed monsters..."

"Since the emergence of banned drugs, the development of martial arts has taken a completely new path..."

"And martial artists who are unwilling to take banned drugs and insist on pursuing the limits of the human body with their original flesh are called 'old martial arts schools'."

Maomao yawned, "As for Leaping Dragon Gate, it's too early for you, and you may not even be able to touch it in your lifetime. You don't need to know so much for the time being..."

After struggling to finish the last sentence, Maomao's eyelids closed, curled up in Xue Jing's arms, breathing slowly, and fell asleep.

Xue Jing slowly stopped stroking its back, gently picked it up, returned to the room, put Maomao on his bed, and covered its body with a thin blanket, leaving only its head exposed.

Then he walked out of the room lightly, took a shower in the bathroom, changed into pajamas, put the bloody school uniform into the washing machine, and then took his phone to the balcony.

It was already half past ten in the evening. Xue Jing turned on the screen of his phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and opened the dialing interface.

He had a strange habit of being cautious. He would not store notes about the numbers of his relatives in his phone, so that even if his phone was lost, others would not be able to defraud his relatives through his phone after picking it up.

Although this habit would probably never be used in his lifetime.

After entering a string of numbers on the interface, Xue Jing dialed the phone.

He didn't have to wait too long. After three or four beeps, the call was connected.

"Hello, hello~ woof woof?"

A cheerful and pleasant voice came from the receiver.

When he was a child, Xue Jing often played a fighting game with his sister Xue Wan. Many times, they would bet on something, or a piece of candy, or a few pocket money.

If Xue Jing lost, he would hand over the bet honestly and accept the loss. Xue Wan lost, but she often refused to pay, so the bet later added a sentence "If you refuse to pay, you are a dog".

That day, there was one less person in the world and one more dog.

"Sister, are you asleep?" Xue Jing said with a smile.

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying?" Xue Wan said unhappily.

After a pause, she continued: "What's the matter, calling me at this time? Let me make it clear first, sister, I have no money."

Xue Jing: "What do you mean by that? Am I the kind of person who only calls you when I need money?"

Xue Wan: "No, that's good. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Xue Jing: "V me 50."

Beep...beep...beep...

The call was hung up by Xue Wan directly.

Xue Jing smiled and called again.

"Tell me what's the matter, sister, I'm going to sleep." Xue Wan said helplessly.

After a moment of silence, Xue Jing whispered, "Sister, what unhappy things have happened to you?"

Xue Wan seemed stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "What can happen to me? I'm fine, don't think too much."

Xue Jing thought for a moment, and continued to ask, "Are you really okay?"

"It's really okay... You seem to have a little sister complex, which is not good. If you have a girlfriend in the future, she will be jealous."

Xue Wan teased.

Xue Jing heard that there was nothing unusual in her tone, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Mom is very worried about you, going to college alone in Fengcheng..."

...

Because they haven't seen each other for a long time, Xue Jing and Xue Wan still have a lot to talk about, and the two chatted for a long time.

When Xue Jing hung up the phone, it was already eleven o'clock.

"It should be nothing."

Xue Jing said to himself.

There was nothing wrong with Xue Wan just now, and it should be that Mom was worried for nothing.

Stretching, Xue Jing walked back into the house.

He did not go back to his room to sleep, but came to the sofa in the living room and sat cross-legged.

Started to practice basic breathing.

An hour later.

Xue Jing closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa with a dizzy head.

Because the blood was running at an overspeed, the whole body was emitting heat, almost feverish.

After a long time, Xue Jing, who had recovered, opened the panel and took a look.

[You practiced breathing once, fitness experience +16]

[You practiced breathing once, fitness experience +16]

[You practiced breathing once, fitness experience +16]

[You practiced breathing once, fitness experience +16]

The physical fitness improved by the improvement of several skill levels, and because he gradually began to adapt to the breathing method, this time he directly performed four complete breathing cycles in a row.

"Strength..."

Xue Jing stretched out his right arm and touched the elbow of his right arm with his left hand, looking thoughtful.

When he was practicing the breathing method just now, he seemed to have touched some key nodes. At a certain moment of breathing, the muscles of his right arm moved.

Trying hard to recall that feeling, Xue Jing tried to reproduce it, but failed after several attempts.

He was not in a hurry. Since he couldn't try it out, it meant that the heat was not yet right.

After pouring a glass of water and drinking it, Xue Jing returned to the room, lay down on the bed, stroked the cat sleeping next to him with one hand, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

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