Cultivating through increasing my stats in America-Chapter 78 - Human Sentiments and Worldly Affairs
Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Human Sentiments and Worldly Affairs
Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Human Sentiments and Worldly Affairs
Li Ang’s inspiration for his practice movements mainly came from street dance.
But others usually wear helmets, at the very least, a hat, and at the bare minimum, they perform on smooth tiles. Who has ever seen such tough training?
This type of stone can’t exactly be described as uneven, but it’s also definitely not smooth.
Once the spinning starts, the scalp would also be subjected to more friction.
“It’s probably something like that,”
Li Ang stood up and said solemnly.
“This is an improvement I’ve only recently thought of, but I still feel the effect is average. I wonder if Master Zhao has any good advice?”
After a long silence, Zhao Zhengxi managed to squeeze out a sentence:
“You could try using cobblestones; that’s a method I’ve started using recently.”
In the following half an hour, both of them truly exchanged many insights about Sideways Training Martial Arts—not only did Zhao Zhengxi impart his experiences to Li Ang, but Li Ang’s many ideas also gave him a lot of inspiration.
Originally, Master Zhao was quite satisfied with his own disciple, but upon seeing Li Ang, he instantly felt that the gap between people is truly bigger than that between a human and a dog.
However, he couldn’t blame anyone, as he too fell into the lower category.
“Brother Li’s Sideways Training Martial Arts must have at least twenty years of skill. Compared to you, I feel like I’ve lived my life in vain,”
Zhao Zhengxi sighed, suddenly feeling somewhat melancholic.
Back in the day, he was the most talented among his fellow disciples, once praised by others. But now it seemed he was just the tallest of the short, so to speak.
“Master, isn’t Master Xiao Li not even twenty years old? How can he have twenty years’ worth of skill?”
Jiang Dahai interjected, somewhat confused.
Zhao Zhengxi gave him a glance, originally thinking that although his disciple was less talented in martial arts, at least his mind was quick. Now, he wasn’t so sure.
“The skill we usually talk about definitely has quantifiable indicators. If a genius and a fool have both practiced Martial Arts for ten years, can you say they have the same ten years of skill?”
“Generally, we judge based on the average level of ordinary people. The realm Master Xiao Li has reached would take an ordinary person twenty years of arduous training, so he is said to have twenty years of skill.”
Jiang Dahai nodded, then looked up expectantly and asked:
“What about me? Master, how many years of skill do I have?”
“You? Go inside the house and bring two bottles of icy cola.”
Zhao Zhengxi didn’t even bother looking at him and continued to speak to Li Ang:
“Brother Xiao Li, even though you have made rapid progress in Sideways Training Martial Arts, as someone who has been through it, I still have to remind you that even though our practice of Inner Qi hardens the body and causes less harm and strain than external hardening, it should not be neglected.”
“I’m not being alarmist, but the faster you progress in a short period of time, the greater the burden your body needs to bear, and it’s easy to develop health issues if you’re not careful. Not to mention damaging your martial arts foundation, there are also numerous cases of physical disability.”
Li Ang nodded gravely, knowing that Master Zhao was speaking out of genuine concern for his well-being.
“Indeed, that’s why I’ve made quite a few preparations, such as medicinal baths, medicinal wines, dietary supplements, and so on. The only issue is that I currently don’t have any good prescription for medicated supplements, and I was wondering if perhaps you might have…”
Li Ang felt somewhat embarrassed as he spoke, feeling like he was shearing a sheep rather greedily, fearing that once this opportunity passed, there would be no other. Had he known it would come to this, he would have brought some gifts with him.
He had not even tried medicated supplements yet, primarily because there were just too many recipes online, and since “all medicines have their toxins,” he did not dare to randomly pick a recipe and start taking it.
Zhao Zhengxi chuckled, “Prescriptions are easy to provide. I’ll write you two types: one is milder, suitable for gradual nourishment, and the other is a bit more potent, best used when your constitution is strong enough; otherwise, the body may not absorb the tonic well and it could lead to side effects instead.”
“Also, if you’re thinking of buying medicinal materials, I can recommend a shop for you. The owner is an old friend of mine. Just mention my name and he definitely won’t cheat you. Of course, if you have a reliable source yourself, that’s fine too.”
His enthusiasm and readiness to help Li Ang were not because of the typical notion of Chinese helping their compatriots. In fact, in America, it was common for Chinese to swindle one another.
First of all, these things didn’t cost him much; at most, it was a matter of saying a few words and writing a few characters, but at the very least, he earned Li Ang’s gratitude.
Zhao Zhengxi had practiced martial arts since childhood and had nearly forty years of experience, and he had yet to see anyone, either domestically or abroad, with such a terrifying natural talent as the young man in front of him.
Some good relationships, if you don’t forge them early, by the time the person rises to prominence, even begging to meet them could prove difficult.
Moreover, the martial arts Li Ang practiced were similar to his own, and they were already able to exchange thoughts. In a few years, it might be Li Ang giving him pointers.
This was an account he could certainly calculate clearly.
He used to look down on Yan Tianqi, thinking he was somewhat insincere, but now he had to thank him for introducing him to a genius.
Similarly, Li Ang felt his trip had been quite fruitful as he managed to resolve the issues that had troubled him lately.
During lunch, Jiang Dahai had planned to settle the bill in advance, but his master stopped him with a look.
It wasn’t until after Li Ang had left that Jiang Dahai asked somewhat puzzledly, “Master, I believe Master Xiao Li has an unlimited future ahead, and besides, we’re the hosts. Why didn’t we go ahead and invite him for the meal as well?”
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Zhao Zhengxi shook his head, “Remember, everything should be in moderation, including martial arts practice. It’s just a meal, who can’t afford it?
This time, he came here mainly because we were offering help. If he is a normal person, he would certainly feel a bit embarrassed and would want to show his appreciation in some way. If you took away even this chance for him to pay the bill, wouldn’t that make him feel uncomfortable?”
Jiang Dahai was speechless; having moved to America with his parents when he was a teenager, he had always disliked the obligations of social relationships in China and thought that America would be free from them. Only now did he realize that as long as the dealings were with intelligent beings, social niceties were an inescapable part of life.
Even monkeys in the zoo know to please the alpha to get a larger share of food, let alone humans.
“By the way, Master, I seem to remember that Master Xiao Li came here on a bicycle. Perhaps I should offer to drive him back in the truck?”
Zhao Zhengxi revealed a smile that said his disciple had finally understood and nodded his head.
