Practicing martial arts is much more difficult than Jiang Xingchen imagined, Tang Chuxue made him stand in this awkward posture, his whole body was full of strength, and his hands, feet, shoulders and waist were uncomfortable, which was completely different from the Wuji pile he had seen on video in his previous life.

This awkward posture made him sour after standing for a while, but Tang Chuxue forced him to stand for two hours, and his movements would come up to correct it if he was slightly out of shape.

"Isn't it necessary to practice martial arts gradually, isn't it easy first and then difficult, isn't it necessary to slowly increase the intensity, how can you stand for two hours as soon as you come up?

Jiang Xingchen complained in his heart, and begged: "Daughter-in-law, I really can't support it, can I just rest for a while?"

"Okay!" Tang Chuxue nodded with a smile and said, "Then you can practice by yourself in the future, don't ask me to teach you again!"

Jiang Xingchen saw Tang Chuxue agree, and just showed a smile, but after listening to the words behind him, he turned into a bitter gourd face again: "Don't! I'll continue to stand, continue to stand!"

"I told you a long time ago, if you want to practice martial arts, don't be afraid of hardship, don't think I'm strict, you're almost twenty-nine, your muscles and bones have long been stereotyped and rigid, if you don't increase your efforts, it won't work at all, and it will be difficult for you to practice!" Tang Chuxue still gave an explanation.

"But in this case, isn't it counterproductive to practice injuries?" Jiang Xingchen muttered quietly.

"There are so many natural treasures, and the old guy, the big doctor, what do you have to worry about!" Tang Chuxue replied lightly, waved her hand and said, "Stop talking, continue to stand, you have to stand for three hours every day for the first month!"

"Oh my God~" Jiang Xingchen wailed loudly in his heart, now he feels difficult every minute he stands, not to mention that there is still an hour ahead.

"Xingchen, this is not like you, my husband is quite resilient!" Tang Chuxue also saw Jiang Xingchen's condition, and smiled and encouraged.

"Of course, I can hold on for three hours!" Jiang Xingchen was aroused by Tang Chuxue's words, and suddenly felt that he had strength again, straightened his posture, and corrected himself.

However, after this force lasted for a while, his body was out of shape again, especially the two legs, as if they were filled with lead, and it felt like every minute was like a year.

I don't know how long I persevered like this, and when Jiang Xingchen felt that his hands and feet were about to lose consciousness, Tang Chuxue suddenly said, "There are less than ten minutes left!"

"It's going to be over!" Jiang Xingchen said secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, he walked a hundred miles and a half ninety, and in the end it was the most difficult to stick to the past

At this time, a hundred meters away from them, two figures quietly appeared, it was Zhao Danqing and the old man.

"Zhao boy, see it! I'll just say that Jiang Xingchen is practicing, you still don't believe it!" The old man pointed in the direction of Jiang Xingchen.

"Really!" Zhao Danqing had a stunned expression on his face, and muttered, "Isn't Brother Jiang unable to practice martial arts?"

"Don't care why, he's practiced anyway, don't talk nonsense, I'm willing to gamble and lose!" The old man stretched out his hand.

Zhao Danqing was stupid, in the morning the old man told him that Jiang Xingchen was going to practice martial arts, he didn't believe it at all, thinking that the old man was fooling him, and the two made a bet. The bet is a vial of White Rock Ichor.

They did have a small bottle of Baiyan Spiritual Liquid at home, but it was given to Little Tiger Head by Mei'er. Because he himself got into trouble with his second brother, the distributed benefits were all confiscated, not at all. Betting with the old man today, he didn't expect to lose, Jiang Xingchen couldn't practice martial arts for more than ten years, and now he is almost thirty years old and has started practicing again, isn't this nonsense. But he didn't expect this to happen, Jiang Xingchen really practiced. If he infused the little tiger's white rock spiritual liquid, his daughter-in-law would definitely be able to kill him.

"That's not right!" Zhao Danqing shook his head violently and said, "Old thing, it must be you and Brother Jiang who started a fire to deceive me!"

"Zhao boy, you want to repay the debt, don't you! You didn't see that the first snow girl is also there, will she partner with us?" The old man asked with a glare.

"This" Zhao Danqing's eyes rolled and said, "Even if you don't have a partnership, it can't be said that Brother Jiang can practice martial arts, maybe it's just that he wants to try it on a whim!"

"Hey~ You kid really has a saying, but you read carefully, if Jiang Xingchen can't practice martial arts, can he stand in that posture for so long, ordinary people can't hold it for ten minutes!"

"Cut, do you think Brother Jiang can hold on for how long, with his current state, it is estimated that he can last ten minutes!" Zhao Danqing pursed his lips.

"Who said that, they came here more than two hours ago, which means that he has been standing for two hours, okay!" The old man's voice was raised.

Zhao Danqing turned his head and said lightly: "I don't believe it, anyway, I just saw it and how did you know that they came for two hours, and said that you didn't collude to calculate me?"

The old man was blocked by Zhao Danqing and couldn't refute it, pointed at Zhao Danqing and said angrily: "You kid just have a hard mouth, wait a while Jiang Xingchen will hold on for another ten minutes, I see if you have anything to say!"

"Hehe, Brother Jiang is sweating profusely, and he is always adjusting his movements, obviously he can't hold it anymore!" Zhao Danqing said with a smile.

Not long after his words fell, Tang Chuxue in the distance nodded, and saw Jiang Xingchen's whole person piling up as if he had collapsed.

Tang Chuxue hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed him, and helped him to sit down on a chair beside him.

"Hahahaha" Zhao Danqing in the distance laughed loudly, jumped up suddenly, and said loudly: "Old thing, I won!"

The old man jumped as high as he could, said "I am next", and ran towards Jiang Xingchen.

"Boy, why are you so stupid, you can't hold on for a few more minutes, hurry up and stand up" As soon as he arrived, the old man began to shout.

Jiang Xingchen looked at him stunned, waited for him to be a little more comfortable, and asked: "You are constipated, if you are like this, you have to seek medical attention as soon as possible if you are sick!"

"Why the hell are you sick" The old man was so angry by Jiang Xingchen that his heart rose, and he was just about to scold back, when Zhao Danqing, who came over, said: "Brother Jiang, I heard that you want to practice martial arts, the old man brought me to watch!"

"Poof!" Jiang Xingchen snorted wildly, and pointed at the old man angrily and said loudly: "Old immortal, you are looking at my jokes, what the hell will be rough for me!"

"Ahh

The old man was angry, so he heard Tang Chuxue's cold voice: "Old thing, what are you talking about? I haven't settled accounts with you about stealing wine last time!"

"Ahh The old man's anger was extinguished in an instant, and he turned around and ran away, and disappeared after a few ups and downs. (To be continued.) )