61 Female Martial Arts Practitioner (2/2)

Qin Xiaoyou's crescent large eyes squinted as she said prettily, ”Then I'll learn. In the future, I want to become a female martial arts practitioner and take action to uphold justice, take down the bullies, and help the weak.”

She responded as if learning ancient martial arts could make her a great female practitioner with great heroic spirit and coolness in no time. She could uphold justice and punish the evil from then on.

Mo Wen rolled his eyes while saying, ”Before training in martial arts, you have to first train your body. From today onwards, you will learn a routine of fighting techniques from me.” She wanted to uphold justice, take down the bullies, and help the weak, but first she had to ensure that she herself was not bullied by others.

Qin Xiaoyou was alert in an instant as her eyes widened and she asked in anticipation, ”What fighting technique? Is it the Shaolin Luohan Golden Fist?” The Shaolin Luohan Golden Fist was prestigious and domineering just by the sound of its name alone. Didn't the ancient books also say that the Shaolin martial arts were the world's most orthodox?

”That is the Luohan Fist and Firm Golden Fist, what Luohan Golden Fist,” Mo Wen replied helplessly. Qin Xiaoyou's innovativeness was rather strong to have been able to combine two profound teachings of the Shaolin Clan.

Qin Xiaoyou let out a light humph, ”Are those different? Then what fighting technique do you want to teach me? I don't want to learn it if it's not powerful.”

”The Dragon Tiger Fist. Follow me if you wish to learn,” he replied. Mo Wen was too lazy to give Qin Xiaoyou a second thought. It was not easy to learn a segment of martial arts, and amazing techniques like the Dragon Tiger Fist were even harder to come by.

Yet, she looked as though she was not very happy about it. She simply did not know how lucky she was.

As he said that, Mo Wen walked out of the secret chamber and stood firmly at one of the bare patches of land in the cave abode.

Although the Dragon Tiger Fist was exquisite, Mo Wen had since long accomplished it. With his personal coaching, he could ensure that Qin Xiaoyou would pick up the most basic level of the Dragon Tiger Fist. At this point, she did not require a very deep understanding. She simply needed to learn the most simple and basic technique and that would be sufficient.

Unearthing her potential, collecting vitality, altering her vitality, and altering Qi meant she could naturally take a step towards the Regulated Breathing realm in time.

With the help of the Dragon Tiger Fist, Qin Xiaoyou just had to stick to conventions and practice continuously. Even a pig could enter the Regulated Breathing realm if they followed these instructions.

It was only after the Regulated Breathing realm when the internal body had to endure a continuous unending cycle of Inner Qi. Then training on martial arts techniques could begin.

If Qin Xiaoyou wanted to train the Nine Yin Scripture, she would have to first train well in the Dragon Tiger Fist.

Mo Wen did not train the Celestial Scripture: Sun and Moon from the start mostly because he had yet to complete the process of Body Consolidation. If he did not have the continuous unending cycle of Inner Qi in his body, then martial art techniques would be useless no matter how amazing they were proclaimed to be.

Initially, Qin Xiaoyou followed Mo Wen seriously and meticulously in learning the Dragon Tiger Fist. With every punch and movement, she remained serious and did not slack off at all.

However, after half an hour, Qin Xiaoyou started to become mischievous and did not follow Mo Wen's teachings as diligently. She purposely found all sorts of reasons to slack off. She was absent-minded even while training and seemed to be going through the motions just to handle Mo Wen and complete the task.

After returning from the toilet and training for a while, Qin Xiaoyou looked at Mo Wen pitifully again, ”I want to go to the toilet.”

Within an hour, Qin Xiaoyou had gone to the toilet at least three or four times and took her own sweet time with each visit. ”Just how many times have you gone to the toilet?” Mo Wen asked in exasperation.

”I just have to go to the toilet, why do you have to care so much. Do you really have to care about other people going to the toilet?” Qin Xiaoyou directly made a scene. The novelty and excitement in the beginning had worn off and the training of the technique had become more and more painful and full of suffering.