nucmednet Chapter 399 That's right, you're just slow-witted...
Chapter 399 That's right, you're just slow-witted...
"Run faster! You grown men have no shame, running slower than women."
Sitting in Meng Chuan's car, Prince Fu shouted loudly at Meng Chuan through the car window.
They made no attempt to hide the strange looks they received from passersby on the street.
Meng Chuan ran, covered in sweat, his throat feeling like it was on fire.
As the young master of the Green Gang, he was nominally the highest-ranking member after Fifth Master.
Prince Fu was merely a protector of the Green Gang, and was one of his subordinates.
His subordinates are sitting here, while he, the young master, is running on the road.
There is no justice.
Meng Chuan cried out in his heart.
"Snapped!"
However, the next moment, Prince Fu leaned half his body out of the car window and lashed his buttocks with a whip.
The blow made Meng Chuan stumble.
It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.
"you……"
"What do you mean, 'you'? If you don't hurry up, I'll give you another lash."
Prince Fu retorted to Meng Chuan's words.
“Prince Fu, I am the young master…”
Meng Chuan gritted his teeth and said bitterly.
They don't even call him Uncle Fu Mengchuan anymore.
"This is my Guardian Whip, the treasure of the Green Gang. It can be used to knock out a leader or to strike a traitor."
Prince Fu didn't even give Meng Chuan a chance to speak.
The Green Gang actually imitated many of the rules of ancient martial arts sects.
The Green Gang has two protectors, one on the left and one on the right. Prince Fu is the left protector.
The left guardian holds a guardian whip, and the right guardian holds a guardian sword.
It's like the imperial sword of ancient times.
If the leader is incompetent, the left and right protectors can summon the protector whip and protector sword to depose the incompetent leader.
"I...will endure it."
Meng Chuan gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could.
Since Meng Chuan has become the leader of the Green Gang, he must abide by the Green Gang's rules.
Moreover, he has no choice but to defend it, even if he doesn't want to.
Because he was no match for Prince Fu.
However, no matter how fast Meng Chuan ran, he could not shake off Prince Fu.
Because Prince Fu would ask Yingdie to drive the car faster.
Under the tyrannical power of Prince Fu, Yingdie could only step on the gas pedal with tears in her eyes.
Forty minutes later, Meng Chuan looked as if he had been pulled out of the water.
Upon arriving at the abandoned factory area, Meng Chuan simply lay down by the roadside.
He really has no strength left.
The journey would normally take thirty minutes by car, but Meng Chuan managed to get there in forty minutes.
He had exhausted all his strength.
He even felt that he had broken through several limits in a row.
"Get up and learn to meditate with me right now."
Prince Fu jumped out of the car and kicked Meng Chuan.
"Let me lie down for a while..."
Meng Chuan said hoarsely.
"stand up!"
Prince Fu picked Meng Chuan up and threatened him:
"Watch me do it. If your movements are even slightly off, you'll have to run back this afternoon."
As he spoke, Prince Fu sat up cross-legged.
He demonstrated and explained at the same time:
"Relax your whole body, press your tongue against the roof of your mouth, and close your eyes slightly."
"When you inhale, imagine that the fresh air enters through your nose, passes through your throat and chest, and reaches your lower abdomen, from where it swells up."
"When exhaling, imagine the stale air coming out of the dantian and being expelled through the mouth and nose, with the breath being long, thin and even."
Yingdie was completely dumbfounded.
How could Prince Fu teach such things?
Didn't they say that Meng Chuan has already passed the optimal time for cultivation and will never be able to practice martial arts again in this lifetime?
Meng Chuan was also stunned. It wasn't until Prince Fu finished his performance that Meng Chuan said:
"Aren't we supposed to be practicing the 'Hundred-Step Piercing Willow Hand' technique? Weren't we supposed to be training finger strength, wrist strength, arm strength, shoulder strength, back strength, waist strength, and so on? Why do we also need to meditate..."
Although Meng Chuan was a novice in martial arts, he knew that today's questions seemed to be beyond the scope of the curriculum.
"Meditation is a form of breathing training, which is also one of the techniques of the Hundred-Step Piercing Hand. Practice quickly. The effect is best when the purple aura rises in the east and your internal energy is disordered!"
Prince Fu urged impatiently.
Well, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
Meng Chuan had no choice but to comply.
However, Meng Chuan was parched and his breathing was disordered, so he couldn't calm down at all.
But so that I wouldn't have to run back in the afternoon.
Meng Chuan could only replay Fu Wang's actions in his mind over and over again.
Every detail was clearly imprinted in Meng Chuan's mind.
This is the benefit of having a photographic memory; you can learn anything very quickly.
Meng Chuan tried his best to control his body and his breathing.
Although it was a bit awkward at first.
But gradually, Meng Chuan became completely absorbed in imitation.
My heart gradually calmed down.
The energy emanating from his body began to become more orderly.
What Meng Chuan didn't know was that while he was trying his best to imitate and control his body...
The Prince of Fu, standing to the side, was already experiencing a storm of emotions.
"A genius, truly a genius. Heaven has been kind to me! It allowed me to encounter such a gem in my later years."
Prince Fu roared inwardly, his whole body trembling with excitement.
You can remember it after seeing it once, but you can no longer perform it to an 80-90% level.
If this isn't genius, then there's no genius in the world.
If such a genius had been encountered before the age of six, his future would have been limitless.
Before we knew it, more than an hour had passed.
After meditating for more than an hour, Meng Chuan felt more energetic than if he had slept for ten hours.
Even the previous feeling of dry mouth and throat was gone.
He now felt refreshed and his mouth was watering.
Of course, this is only a mental comfort.
The soreness and fatigue in my body have been relieved somewhat, but not by much!
"How does it feel?"
Prince Fu suppressed his excitement and asked in as calm a tone as possible.
"It's alright! My legs are so numb."
Meng Chuan thought for a moment and then said.
"That's right. You're not very bright, so study hard! How much you learn depends on your own destiny!"
Prince Fu did not look Meng Chuan in the eye, and spoke in a flat tone.
God knows how much of his conscience he had to go against to say those words.
Judging from Meng Chuan's appearance, the effect is simply miraculous.
But he couldn't let Meng Chuan become arrogant; he had to remain humble.
"Bring it up!"
Just as Meng Chuan was about to say something more, Prince Fu suddenly spoke up.
Immediately, a powerful warrior from the Battle Hall brought out a whole roasted lamb that had been prepared long ago.
"Is this what we're having for breakfast?"
Meng Chuan stared incredulously at the whole roasted lamb in front of him.
He had never seen anyone eat a whole roasted lamb for breakfast.
To be fair, Meng Chuan was indeed hungry.
He was particularly tempted by the sight of the whole roasted lamb, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
"You don't have to eat it!"
"The Prince of Fu said, then broke off a small lamb's hoof and ate it."
"Why shouldn't I eat? I'm starving."
Meng Chuan didn't stand on ceremony at all; he immediately tore off a large lamb leg and began to wolf it down.
Prince Fu laughed as he watched Meng Chuan eat.
It's normal to be hungry. If Meng Chuan isn't hungry, it means his Qi cultivation wasn't very effective.
The hungrier you are, the more effective it is.
There's a saying: "The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts."
To learn authentic ancient martial arts, you absolutely need sufficient wealth.
"Young Master, it's Whale Hunter on the phone!"
Just as Meng Chuan had almost finished eating most of a whole roasted lamb by himself.
Yingdie suddenly stepped forward and said to Meng Chuan.
"Damn it! My Canon and Nikon accounts were unblocked today. How could I have forgotten about that?"