Capítulo 24: Chapter 24: Banned Drugs and Old Martial Arts
"Canglong Dojo?"
Xue Jing raised his eyebrows.
He had an impression of this dojo. When he first awakened his panel and planned to practice martial arts, he checked the tuition fees of various major dojos in Qingcheng, and Canglong Dojo was one of the most expensive.
However, the high tuition was not the only reason Xue Jing remembered it.
It was also because, on the Internet, Canglong Dojo had a very high rate of negative reviews; all criticizing the teaching quality as not justifying the tuition fees.
Xue Jing's expression was a little subtle.
Maomao licked her 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 her front paws, stretched lazily, and raised her 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 limit 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, he is more than capable of teaching you martial arts."
Xue Jing reached out, picked up Maomao, placed her on his lap, and curiously asked, "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 it was the world of martial artists.
Maomao seemed to be sleepy, and with her eyes half-closed she lay down on Xue Jing's legs. The latter reached out and stroked her black fur, the familiar comfort made Maomao even more drowsy.
"Banned drugs are made from special products from the border areas. They are extremely potent and can cause all sorts of mutations in the user's body, leading to super-human effects."
"For example, there are drugs that can toughen a person's skin to the hardness of steel. Some can even grow extra limbs, turning a person into a monster with six arms..."
"Since the emergence of banned drugs, the development of martial arts has taken a completely new path..."
"And martial artists who refuse to use banned drugs and insist on pursuing the limits of the human body with their original flesh are called 'old martial artists.'"
Maomao yawned. "As for jumping over the dragon gate, it's too early for you, and you might not even touch it in your lifetime. You don't need to know that much for now..."
After struggling to finish the last sentence, Maomao's eyelids closed. She curled up in Xue Jing's arms, breathing slowly, already asleep.
Xue Jing stopped stroking Maomao's back, gently picked her up, returned to the room, and placed Maomao on the bed. He covered her with a thin blanket, leaving only the head exposed.
Then he walked out of the room quietly, took a shower in the bathroom, changed into pajamas, put the bloody school uniform into the washing machine, and then took his mobile phone to the balcony.
It was already half past ten in the evening. Xue Jing turned on the screen of his mobile phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and opened the dialing interface.
He had a strange habit of being more cautious when it came to mobile numbers. He would not store names on the numbers of his relatives in his mobile phone so that even if his phone was lost, others would not be able to defraud his relatives by accessing his contact information.
And this habit was likely to last a lifetime.
After entering a string of numbers on the interface, Xue Jing dialed the number.
He didn't have to wait long. After three or four beeps, the call was connected.
"Hello, hello~ Woof 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, like a piece of candy or pocket money.
When Xue Jing lost, he handed over the bet honestly and accepted the loss, but When Xue Wan lost, she often refused to pay, so they added a clause to their bets "If you refuse to pay, you are a dog."
That day, the world lost a person and gained a dog.
"Sister, are you asleep?" Xue Jing said with a smile.
"Are you really listening to what you're asking?" Xue Wan replied unhappily.
After a pause, she continued, "What's the matter, calling me at this time? Let me make it clear first, I have no money."
Xue Jing "What are you saying, am I the kind of person who only calls you when I need money?"
Xue Wan "It's good that it's not. Tell me, what's the matter?"
Xue Jing: "Send me 50 dol..."
Beep... beep... beep...
Xue Wan hung up the phone.
Xue Jing smiled and called again.
"What's the matter? Tell me quickly or I'm going to sleep," Xue Wan said helplessly.
After a moment of silence, Xue Jing whispered, "Sister, have you encountered any unhappy things?"
Xue Wan seemed stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "What can happen to me? I'm fine, don't worry about it."
Xue Jing thought for a while and continued to ask, "Are you really okay?"
"I'm fine... You seem to have developed a little sister complex, which is not good. If you have a girlfriend in the future, she'll 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 hadn't seen each other for a long time, Xue Jing and Xue Wan had a lot to talk about, and they chatted for a long time.
By the time 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, and his mother must have worried for nothing.
After stretching, Xue Jing walked back into the house.
He did not go back to his room to sleep but sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room.
He began to practice basic breathing.
An hour later, Xue Jing closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa with a dizzy head.
Because of the intense circulation of blood, his whole body was emitting heat, almost feeling like a fever.
After a long time, Xue Jing, who had recovered, opened the panel and took a look.
[You have practiced breathing once, fitness experience +16]
[You have practiced breathing once, fitness experience +16]
[You have practiced breathing once, fitness experience +16]
[You have practiced breathing once, fitness experience +16]
The physical fitness improvement brought by leveling up several skills, coupled with his gradual adaptation to breathing, allowed him to perform four complete breathing cycles in a row.
"Strength..."
Xue Jing stretched out his right arm and felt his elbow with his other hand, with a thoughtful look.
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 find it, it meant that he was not yet ready.
After pouring a glass of water and drinking it, Xue Jing returned to the room, lay on the bed, touched the cat sleeping next to him with one hand, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
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