Chapter 35 The Path of a Martial Artist

On the fifth floor of the martial arts hall.

All I could hear was Qin Long's discussion, and Qi Sui's occasional echoes.

"So, Xiao Sui, let me ask you a question. Among the women I just talked about, which one do you think I have the deepest feelings for?" Qin Long held the table with both hands, his expression extremely serious, as if he was asking a question of life and death.

Qi Sui listened carefully, and after a little thought, he answered: "It should be the class monitor girl in high school."

"Oh? What's the reason?"

Qin Long had no expression on his face.

"In the story just now, you and the class monitor met when you were young, and you both had feelings for each other, but you, the teacher, were obsessed with martial arts training, while the girl had no martial arts talent and could only pursue scientific research."

"Teacher, you chose to take the initiative to extinguish this budding relationship because you were afraid of delaying the other party's future."

"But teacher, you may not realize that the women you fell in love with later actually had her shadow, but they would not be her after all, and could not bring you that clear and beautiful feeling."

"It was not until you later entered a high level of martial arts and dared to face your own state of mind that you realized and understood the girl's feelings back then."

"It's a pity that when you tried your best to pursue that relationship, you found that she had disappeared from your memory. "She died in a secret realm explosion, and it is this irreparable regret that will elevate your relationship with her to a whole new level."

"So even if you have never really owned each other, I still feel that you, the teacher, have the deepest feelings for her."

"Hahahaha!"

Qin Long's tense face instantly turned into laughter, and his palm slammed heavily on the table: "Good boy, transparent!"

Qi Sui shrugged, took out a grape from the fruit plate and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it vaguely: "So, teacher, there is a saying that goes, if there are flowers to be picked, you must pick them immediately, don't wait until there are no flowers to pick branches."

"Don't wait until there are no flowers... to pick branches."

The smile on Qin Long's face gradually faded, and the whole person sank into the armchair, looking out the window with deep eyes, speechless for a long time, I don't know what he was recalling.

The atmosphere fell into a dead silence for a while.

Didn't I say that the teacher is emo?

Qi Sui muttered in his heart.

After a long time, Qin Long sat up again and picked up a strawberry and put it in his mouth: "I wanted to teach you a lesson, but now you are the one who taught me a lesson. But it's good this way. You are smart and clever, and you don't need the teacher to worry about your relationship."

"Come to think of it, your senior brother is dull and has trained his muscles into his brain. Your senior sister is too cold, as if there is nothing she cares about. But you are the most like me when I was young."

"The teacher also talked to that girl about relationship problems before and asked the same question as you. Guess what she said?"

Is it Gu Xiyue?

Qi Sui was a little curious. Thinking of the other party's lonely and indifferent style of behavior, it must not affect the relationship.

Qin Long said to himself: "That girl said that I have no feelings for anyone. If not, how could I still be an old bachelor at such an old age."

Qi Sui laughed and cried.

But this kind of words really sounded like something that came out of Gu Xiyue's mouth.

"Okay, okay, I've gone a little too far!"

Qin Long cleared his throat, and the smile on his face gradually became solemn and dignified: "Qi Sui, you are my fourth direct disciple, and you will also be my last disciple. The teacher will do his best to train you. Have you read the agreement I sent you yesterday?"

"Teacher, I have read it all!"

Seeing that the other party was serious, Qi Sui also sat up straight.

"Very good, nowadays, the times are developing, and the red tape of apprenticeship should be kept simple. Teacher, I am not the kind of person who likes pomp and circumstance. No matter who you interact with, you must pay attention to the word heart. As long as the heart is sincere, the rest will be easy to say."

Qin Long said these words very seriously.

He has been in the martial arts world of Daxia for decades, and he has always acted openly, frankly and sincerely. It is precisely because of this that he has the prestige and reputation he has today. Although there are many masters in the world, most of them are willing to give him some face.

"Teacher, I've got it!" Qi Sui nodded solemnly.

He didn't dare to say that he was a noble, kind, and righteous person, but he was definitely a person who knew how to repay kindness.

A favor must be repaid, and a grudge must be avenged!

This was the principle he had determined.

"Very good, teacher, I believe you. If you had problems as a person, if you were a treacherous and evil person, you wouldn't have the chance to sit in front of me."

Qin Long's serious expression softened a bit.

Since that incident, he has been extremely cautious about accepting disciples. He thought he would never accept disciples again in this life, but he was too pleasing to the eye with Qi Sui. After that, he checked his resume and files and found no problems, so they had today's fate.

"Now, you can ask the teacher questions. The teacher can answer any questions about martial arts."

"Teacher, I want to know if the rank of a martial artist is based solely on strength. If the strength reaches the standard of a martial artist of the tenth rank, how should one become a martial artist?" Qi Sui cherishes this opportunity to be answered by the master face to face, which is much more reliable than the strange answers he has searched on the Internet.

"Of course not, strength is only the simplest basis for rank division of martial artists."

Qin Long stood up, walked to the French window with his hands behind his back, looked at the lights of the city at night, and said calmly: "This rank is applicable to a wide range of situations. As long as there is a strength tester, you can test yourself. 1000 pounds of punching force is the entry level, 2000 pounds of second level, and so on. The strongest martial artist of the tenth level needs more than 10,000 pounds of punching force."

10,000 pounds of punching force?

Qi Sui was shocked.

With this kind of strength, it is easy to tear tigers and leopards with bare hands and overturn a small car. It is simply a walking Hulk!

"Why do you emphasize strength so much?"

Qin Long turned around, stroked his beard, looked at him calmly, and answered himself: "Because strength can indirectly reflect the muscle quality of a warrior. Muscle quality is determined by many factors such as muscle density, muscle activity, and muscle mass. Whether these factors are qualified will determine whether you can make the martial arts entrance and become a qualified martial artist."

"I understand. What you mean is that martial arts students who can punch 10,000 pounds may not have the opportunity to become martial artists, because they may only accumulate muscle mass, but the density and activity of muscles are not up to standard." Qi Sui has an extraordinary IQ and a smart mind. He understood the meaning of the words at once.

This is also why fat people are naturally stronger than thin people, but no martial arts students will deliberately eat themselves to become fat for strength.

"Xiao Sui, you are very smart."

Qin Long nodded in approval and took over the conversation: "For a martial arts student to become a martial arts master, the first element is muscle quality, because only when the muscle quality is strong enough can it provide an environment for the birth of internal strength."

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