Chapter 5: Unfettered Body, Unfettered Mind

Mr. Wen sighed slightly and said, "Captain Nian, to be honest, your nephew is a little old."

Nian Fuli was puzzled, "Old? He's only sixteen, seventeen in age, barely qualified to join the army, is that old?"

Mr. Wen said: "Captain Nian, I can see that your nephew has not received any special martial arts training before. Many of the students accepted by Wuyi Academy have started training since childhood.

Their bodies have been developed since childhood, and their foundation is solid. They are ready for high-intensity training and skill absorption in the future. Their upper limit will be much higher than those who are not prepared. With a little guidance, they will have a certain fighting ability. The purpose of Wuyi Academy setting up a re-examination is to select such students and further train them. "

He said with some regret, "your nephew has not experienced this stage. Even if he can pass the retest, he may not be much behind these students at first, but as time goes by, he will be gradually left behind. The gap will become larger and larger, and there is almost no possibility of catching up.

The intensity and severity here are definitely not comparable to those of ordinary students who have not undergone training since childhood. If you force yourself to follow, you may end up disabled or injured. Instead of doing this, I suggest you don't force it. This may be better for your nephew."

Mr. Wen's tone was sincere and contained a hint of advice. After hearing this, Nian Fuli felt disheartened.

If that was the case, he thought it would be better not to bother with it and just let Chen Chuan finish his studies at Wuhan University. After all, even if he studied like this until graduation, he would still have a future. After all, he would be a student of Wuhan University. It was just that he couldn't make the choice for Chen Chuan, so he didn't say anything for the time being.

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly rang out from the warehouse: "Nian Datou, is this your nephew? I heard he was admitted to Wuhan University?"

Nian Fuli's face twitched. Chen Chuan turned around and saw a sturdy patrolman who looked like a captain and wore a hat at an angle. He looked at Chen Chuan and said, "Haha, it's obvious that this kid has never practiced his muscles. He still wants to make a name for himself in Wuhan University? He's dreaming, right?"

Nian Fuli's face darkened and he said, "Wei Lao Hu! Don't think that your son is great just because he is in Wuhan University. If your son can make it, my nephew can do the same!"

"Hey, I just don't believe it." Seeing his rebuttal, Wei Lao Hu got excited and pointed at the mop next to him and said, "If your nephew can make a name for himself in Wuhan University, I will eat this mop."

Nian Fuli sneered, "Then you wait, Xiao Chuan, let's go." As he said that, he walked out, and Chen Chuan followed immediately.

Wei Lao Hu was yelling at him from behind: "You're leaving now? You're not taking the mop with you? I'm waiting for you to feed me..."

After Nian Fuli came out, the cool night wind blew on him and his mind calmed down a bit, but he still felt a little choked up. He turned around and said, "Xiao Chuan, Mr. Wen is the combat instructor hired by our General Administration. You heard what he said. What do you think?"

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Uncle, we left in too much of a hurry just now. We should have taken the mop with us, otherwise what if someone cheats us in the future?" He knew that the problem Mr. Wen mentioned did exist, but he had his "second self", and many things that were originally impossible could become possible.

Nian Fuli was stunned for a moment, then he laughed, patted Chen Chuan's shoulder heavily, and said, "Good boy, why didn't I see it before."

He understood Chen Chuan's thoughts. He fumbled in his pocket, took out a cigarette box, flicked it, took out a cigarette and lit it. The sparks flickered in the night, as if he was thinking about something.

Chen Chuan didn't say anything. After waiting for a while, Nian Fuli threw the remaining half of his cigarette on the ground, stomped it out, and whispered, "I'll give you an address when you get back. You go find a man. This man has a case, but he's quite capable. You learn from him. Don't ask too many other questions, and don't get too close. But when it's time to say nice things, say nice things, don't be pretentious."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Okay, uncle, I'll remember it."

Nian Fuli glanced outside and said, "It's getting late. The roads will be unsafe if we get too late. Let's go back."

He took Chen Chuan back to get the car. This time he did not leave through the front gate, but went out from the high-walled alley at the back door, turned onto the main street, and then went all the way back home.

With the ringing of two car bells, two people entered the front yard one after the other.

Yu Wan had been waiting for the two of them. When she heard the noise, she came out and asked what happened. After Chen Chuan left, Nian Fuli went back to the inner room and told him about the situation.

After hearing this, Yu Wan was worried and complained, "You promised Xiao Chan? What if he gets hurt during practice? Why don't you stop him? It's better for the child to be safe and sound than anything else."

Nian Fuli shook his head and said, "This kid has a righteous mind and cannot be stopped. If I can help him but don't, he might hate me for the rest of his life."

Yu Wan sighed, "Chan'er's temper is the same as my second sister's."

After washing up, Chen Chuan returned to his room, thought for a while, sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes, and tried to observe the outside world with his "second self".

I didn't feel anything at first, but as my mind focused, I could vaguely feel something. However, it was not easy, and I couldn't feel it as soon as my attention was distracted.

But he felt there was a way.

You have to know that people who practice martial arts don't just fight one-on-one, they may be fighting one against many, and sometimes they may encounter various ambushes. If they can observe the outside world from multiple perspectives, they can avoid many dangers.

Maybe he can't do it now, but when he has a closer connection with his second self in the future, maybe he will be able to achieve it.

Knowing that the temperature was not high enough, he did not continue. He stood up and took a book to read. He turned off the light and went to bed at the old time.

A night passed, and he got up on time the next day. After washing up and walking into the living room, he saw a note pressed by an ashtray on the dining table. He moved it away and picked it up. He saw that it was an address left for him by Nian Fuli, with a name noted below.

He went back to his room, looked at the map, and roughly confirmed the location.

After finishing his breakfast, he took his usual shoulder bag, changed into an old blue-gray jacket, and rode out on his bike.

The address that Nian Fuli gave him was in the west of the city, only half an hour's bike ride away. Looking at the map, a few miles further would be close to the outskirts of the city, where there were some abandoned factory areas. The locals in Yangzhi City knew that it was the territory of the Iron Chain Gang, but the people of the Iron Chain Gang generally did not come out during the day.

The houses here are old and messy, filled with all kinds of privately modified sheds that extend all the way to the road. Clothes are hung everywhere on the crooked electric poles, which greatly affects the line of sight. The road is also bumpy and uneven, and some people splash dirty water at will, sometimes from above, so he has to ride carefully.

The house numbers in this area were either not available or difficult to identify, so he could only ask along the way. After searching for a long time, he finally found a simple wooden signboard with the words "Fist House" on a wooden electric pole at the entrance of an alley. There was also an arrow pointing inwards on it. After comparing the address, he realized that this was the place. Because the aisle was narrow and crooked, he had no choice but to get out of the car and push the car slowly inside. After exiting this alley, there was a large open space in front of him, which looked like a playground. On the right were two dilapidated iron doors, and opposite was a three-story reinforced concrete building. In the distance, he could vaguely see an old water tower, which looked like an abandoned primary school.

At this time, he heard the sound of sandbags being hit, which seemed to be very powerful and rhythmic. He asked loudly, "Excuse me, is Mr. Yu here?"

The sound of hitting the sandbag stopped, and a young man in his 18s or 19s with a boxing belt and a naked upper body ran out of the building. He had clear muscle lines, but he looked very thin. When he saw him, he asked, "Are you here to learn boxing?"

Chen Chuanshuo said, "I'm here to look for Mr. Yu Gangyu. Is he here? My uncle Nian Fuli asked me to look for him."

When the young man heard this, he said flatteringly, "Oh, it's Master Chen." He turned around and said loudly, "Master, it's Captain Nian's nephew." A deep and powerful voice came from upstairs: "Let him come up."

The young man turned sideways and said, "Master Chen, this way." He then said, "Master Chen, just park your car here. You don't need to lock it. No one dares to steal it here."

Chen Chuan said: "I'm not a young master, just call me Chen Chuan, what should I call you little brother?"

The young man said, "My name is Lu Ke, and I am Master Yu's apprentice." He emphasized, "Not a student, but an apprentice."

Chen Chuan understood that an apprentice not only has to pass on skills, but also has to take care of the master's affairs after his death. The level of intimacy is not something that ordinary students can compare to.

After parking the car, he followed Lu Ke upstairs. During the conversation, he found out that Lu Ke had been learning martial arts from Yu Gang for five years.

Chen Chuan followed him to the second floor, walked along the long balcony to the end, pushed open a wooden door, and walked in. He saw a tall, middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on a cushion in the spacious room. The man was about forty years old, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, with a square face, thick eyebrows and a straight nose. The bulging muscles on his body looked like stones.

Chen Chuan said, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Yu Gangyu? My name is Chen Chuan, and my uncle Nian Fuli asked me to come to you."

The sturdy man said in a deep voice: "I am Yu Gang, what does Captain Nian want me to do?"

Chen Chuanshuo said: "I just got admitted to Wuyi Academy this year..."

"Wuhan University." Lu Ke beside him showed deep envy in his eyes.

Yu Gang understood and asked, "You wanted to take the retest, so Captain Nian asked you to come to me?"

Chen Chuan said: “Yes.”

Yu Gang said readily: "Okay, I'll teach you, pay first."

Chen Chuan tried to ask: "Mr. Yu, are you talking about tuition?"

Yu Gang said, "I owe Captain Nian a favor, so I'm teaching you for free. But if you want to train well, you need to eat first, replenish your nutrition, and also pay for equipment consumption, hiring people to train with you, and renting venues. All of these cost money, and I won't pay for them for you."

Chen Chuan asked, "How much do you need?"

Yu Gang said, "Pay fifty first, and if you think the practice is good, you can renew it. If you think the practice is not good, you can leave at any time. If there is any money left, I will return it to you."

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Very fair."

Although fifty yuan is a lot, fighting training has always been the most expensive, otherwise Yangzhi City would not be filled with boxing clubs and arenas.

As far as he knows, the entry fee to a regular boxing club is around 150 to 200 yuan, and there's no guarantee that you'll learn anything. He heard that private trainers are even more expensive, with a single class costing hundreds of yuan, so most people can forget about it.

Yu Gang stretched out his big hand and said, "Then give me the money."

Just in case, Chen Chuan brought some money with him. He counted out fifty from his bag and handed it to Yu Gang, who took it and put it directly into his trouser pocket.

Chen Chuan asked: "Mr. Yu, when is it convenient for us to start training?"

Yu Gang said: "If you don't have any inconvenience, you can start now. Before you start, I want to ask you, what is your goal in taking the Wuyi Academy entrance exam?"

Chen Chuan was a little puzzled: "Does this have anything to do with training?"

Yu Gang gave an affirmative answer: "It does matter. Only after I know what your goal is, can I arrange your next training."

Chen Chuan thought about it and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "Isn't the goal of martial arts to be free from constraints and constantly surpass yourself?"

The reason he was admitted to Wuyi University was not only because of his deep yearning and pursuit for martial arts, but also because of the unknown cause of death of his predecessor. He didn't know whether it was a deliberate attack against him or just an accident, so he urgently hoped to make himself stronger and able to deal with various external dangers. Now that he has a "second self", he firmly believes that he can do it.

Perhaps because of this, there was an unshakable confidence and determination in his voice, and even Lu Ke next to him seemed to be infected.

"The body is not restrained, the mind is not bound..." Yu Gang was silent for a while, and said, "Your goal is not easy." While speaking, he slowly stood up from the ground.

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(End of this chapter)

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