Chapter Fifty-Three Cultivating Body Techniques

  The upper part of the Fahaisi Temple is like a large flat plain.

  In contrast to the hundreds of meters high statue, the Knight Templar from Grenoble walks in from far away, almost just a small black dot.

  At this moment, the crystal screens in front of Chen Yi and Timothy flashed at the same time.

  "Low-level training, 120 gold coins per hour, Paladin mentor adds 1,000. Mid-level training, 3,000 gold coins per hour, High-level training, 20,000 per hour..."

  Chen Yi couldn't help but frown, this training was actually still charging a fee.

  Timothy's eyes widened in embarrassment as he hastily explained, "Master Chen, I didn't know there was such a requirement."

  "I hope Mr. Holy Knight is satisfied." Chen Yi didn't really care about the expenditure of several thousand gold coins, as he would definitely get more and more in the future, which was beyond doubt.

  Only the "Low-level Training" indicator is lit up, Chen Yi naturally clicks on it, and the crystal screen flickers again.

  "What's going on?" He especially hated surprises at times like these.

  It's indeed a surprise.

  "Master, the Tear of the Gods oil that just appeared on the crystal screen can enhance one's sensitivity to the external environment. Applying it all over the body has a strengthening effect and increases the effectiveness of training. This is something knights love."

  He said with a wave of his hand, letting the people below prepare.

  Chen Yi listened to the sound, only thinking it was "divine oil", and his heart was nervous: Could this oil still have an unexpected effect?

  Tap on the crystal screen to take a look, and there is indeed a new "Tears of God Oil", with a price of 1200 gold coins for level 1 and 5000 gold coins for level 3, equivalent to the energy recovery potion.

  The clanking sound of armor finally appeared in his ears, and the holy knight came straight at him wearing a bright breastplate. He saw that he had his left hand on the hilt of his sword, with his helmet tucked into his waist, standing tall like a pine tree, with a tiger's back and bear's waist, whether from the front or side, there were three or four models of varying thickness, but upon closer inspection, it seemed quite harmonious.

  His reddish face looked more like highland reaction, Grendel's eyes stared straight ahead, "huffing" as he walked closer.

  The central part of the Fahuisi Pagoda.

  The most mysterious place in the entire kingdom.

  "Master." Sander bowed to Chen Yi and said: "This is Grand Knight Glendower."

  Timothy bowed his head slightly towards the Holy Knight and said, "Sir, this is the Master."

  Grundler had no time to go to the Iron Riddle, seeing Timothy was so serious, he also seriously bowed and shouted: "Master."

  He bowed his head slightly, as if being awarded a medal.

  "From today on, please assist the Master, Saint Knight. Understand the martial arts." Timothy said it very tactfully and didn't give the Saint Knight a chance to speak alone.

  "Sorry to trouble you, Sir Knight." Chen Yi looked up at the robust Glendower with a smile. At school, his 1.8-meter height made him stand out from the crowd, but face-to-face with the other man, he seemed like a Tibetan mastiff crouching before a lion.

  Foreign muscle men will die of excitement if they see you!

  Chen Yi gazed at the muscles on the other's neck and clicked his tongue in admiration.

  "Master?" Grundler heard part of the muttering but didn't understand.

  Chen Yi shook his head repeatedly and changed the subject: "Is the training of a Holy Knight martial arts?"

  Accurate translation on crystal screen.

  "It's martial arts." The Holy Knight solemnly returned to the path: "Communicate with the world, connect with the demon net, comprehend nature, and finally build your own demon net."

  "What's with this 'connecting to the demon web' thing? Is it really necessary?" Chen Yi asked hesitantly.

  "The magic web used by the mages is the same as the one used by the Demon Web. Timothy spoke up to explain, and then said: "The martial arts of the Holy Knights are completely different from those of ordinary soldiers. In history, there have been many famous Holy Knights who could grasp the original power of the magic web, and thus burst out with extremely powerful combat strength."

  The great magician spoke to the master. Sandor, in his red robe, whispered into Grendel's ear: "Your Excellency, everything you saw, heard and thought today in the Wizard's Tower is a state secret of utmost importance, not to be revealed for life."

  "I understand." The Holy Knights were beings second only to the Great Mages and Royalty, with a higher reputation among the common folk. Glendler had taught princes and princesses, generals and marshals, as well as mages and bureaucrats, having ample experience. He smiled slightly, sizing Chen Yi up from head to toe: "Master, starting from scratch, you'll need to learn body techniques first."

  "Tai Chi?"

  "Physical training is mainly about tempering the body, making it adapt to various movements, increasing strength and agility, and withstanding magical impacts." Grindelwald had a bit of a military tone, and suddenly said: "Your body is tall and slender, your bones are solid, but you have less muscle. The foundation is good, but you still need additional training. Please follow me from the first move."

  He said, with his legs slightly bent and his hands flat, he made a movement similar to horse stance plus punishment stand, then slightly shook his waist.

  The thousand-hammered and hundred-refined body technique was the skill that the Saint Qiao people had been dreaming of, the mages quietly retreated, only Timothy and another red-robed mage stayed behind, Sandor took charge of clearing the scene.

  The top floor of the Kambly Square's Law Spire was empty except for four people.

  "Learn now." Chen Yi awkwardly shook his hips in the subway. "Please, Master, use your greatest strength to shake, hip power is the foundation of body technique, any movement of a person must rely on the waist to exert force." Grendel said, making an effort to rotate his buttocks in circles.

  Huge body, looks like a brown bear hula hoop.

  As they made their moves, the crystal screen in front of Chen Yi began to flicker slightly.

  1,120 gold coins were automatically deducted from the account.

  Then came the second stroke.

  The third time rowing away.

  Chen Yilei was sweating profusely, in three hours, Glendler taught him three moves, then repeated practice, each time about 10 minutes before switching to another one.

  In his view, Taichi is more like ordinary physical exercise, except that it takes longer and is more intense than the warm-up exercises in school.

  The Holy Knight still showed no intention of stopping. He straightened his face, watched Chen Yi complete the third set of movements, and then said: "Master, please follow me to continue with the first move."

  It's actually going to be another round.

  Chen Yi had a mind to stop, but he couldn't bear the loss of face. As someone who was considered a master by others, how could he end up in a situation where he had to beg for mercy?

  Timothy slipped away and returned to the other end of the mage tower, starting to deal with matters. While Sandar was waiting nearby, not in a hurry at all.

  The subway didn't seem to be moving at all, and Chen Yi soon felt his fatigue disappear, only to be replaced by a new wave of exhaustion.

  "After a long while, he finally spoke up: 'Don't we need to use that **holy oil** first?'"

  "Apply the sacred oil after you have opened your body in activity, and no later."

  "Is this an exercise for opening up the body?" Chen Yi's mouth almost reached the back of his neck, it had been four or five hours already, when was the actual training going to start?

  The holy knight's expression was as serious as if a junior officer were making a report, clearly without any intention of joking.

  At the sight of Chen Yi, he went out cleanly and closed his eyes, letting him ravage.

  It wasn't until an hour later that Grindelwald smiled and said, "Master, you've worked hard, take a rest."

  Chen Yi Qiang endured and didn't directly sit on the ground.

  He shifted over to the side and collapsed onto the chair beside the door, really not wanting to move at all.

  The floor in front of him flashed by, Chen Yixin felt something, suddenly opened his eyes, and found that the subway had widened a lot.

  No wonder he's always bumping into things.

  The holy knight Xiao Kou took a sip of water and said after a while, "Master, after resting, please apply the Tear of God oil on your body. We will begin formal training."

  Chen Yixin sighed inwardly, thinking to herself that she was indeed asking for trouble.

  "Sir Knight, how long will this exercise last and what effect will it have?"

  Grundler thought for a moment and said: "As it stands now, 30 hours of continuous practice seems appropriate. With long-term training, the goal should be achievable..."

  30 hours! Chen Yi almost shouted out loud. He was really tired, usually no matter how hard he worked, there was a limit to it, but now it seemed like there was no limit, like some kind of extreme sports, as if he wanted to turn himself into a special forces soldier.

  Fortunately, he still remembered that the Kingdom of Sanqiu had a time difference with Earth of about three times. After finishing his training, it was just one night. He then asked, "How long is considered long-term?"

  "Three to six months is a long time. If you look at it in terms of one month as a short term, your speed will increase, your strength will grow, and your agility will improve somewhat. It's only after a long period that you can enhance your magical resistance or affinity for magic, and after more than a year, you'll have the chance to sense the magical net. Just sensing it." The Holy Knight spoke calmly, but in great detail.

  Sounds much better than sports. Chen Yi helplessly went to the corner to change clothes and apply sacred oil.

  Eight feet tall, Han Ge Lun De Le, quietly waiting for his return with oil.

  ……