Chapter 111 Apprenticeship
Yan Xu rested in the hotel for two days, and the close-fitting armor was dried. However, the maid who was in charge of washing it was scared to death because some scraps would be brushed out from the gaps from time to time.

But there is nothing that a silver dollar can't solve. Before the blood on his hands had even dried, the maid said that she would be the next person to do the job, and she would ensure that it would be done cleanly without any smell of blood because she had experience.

As for what kind of experience, Yan Xu did not ask, because he did not want to associate his armor that could block bullets with the three-inch wide strip of cloth.

These are all minor problems. The big problem is that Yan Xu really realized that his problem was serious. He even began to suspect whether he had schizophrenia and a second personality.

Yan Xu considers himself to be a cautious person, which can be seen from the fact that he made sufficient preparations during his two time travels.

He also doesn't like conflicts with others. If taking a step back can calm things down, he doesn't mind enduring the anger for a while.

But after coming to this world and seeing blood, he was like a completely different person. Killing people without blinking an eye was outrageous enough, but he didn't even try to dodge when facing a gun. Even with close armor, who can guarantee 100% safety?

This was definitely not something he could do, Yan Xu was very sure of this, so his problem was more serious than he had previously thought.

If things continue to deteriorate, he might very well become something like Yujiro.

However, he still endured for two days, first to determine the attitude of the Qing Gang, second to calm down his murderous intent, and third to wait for the armor to dry.

Now it is certain that the Qing Gang will not dare to act recklessly again, but it is impossible for them to give up, not in this lifetime, unless Yan Xu can bring enough benefits to the Qing Gang.

This is enough. Yan Xu only needs to spend the first month safely, and he can return to the modern world at any time. With a retreat, he can have a good fight with the other party.

On the third day, Yan Xu came to the martial arts hall again. What caught his eyes was a large courtyard with an ancient flavor. It had been prosperous in the past and had produced a Jinshi. Unfortunately, now there was only the shouting from martial arts practitioners instead of the sound of reading aloud.

As soon as he entered the yard, Yan Xu saw someone moving a stone lock on the left. The man took a horse stance and flipped the stone lock weighing dozens of kilograms left and right, occasionally landing on his arms and pectoralis major, very steadily.

The one on the right is beating a sandbag. He also takes a horse stance and uses his arms to take turns beating the sack filled with sand. The muffled sound of "bang bang bang" is very rhythmic.

In the middle is a person who is trying to hit the wooden stake. He presses his body downward and walks around the stake in a half-squatting horse stance, and occasionally hits the stake with his shoulders and back, but he continues to walk around without delay, which shows how stable his lower body is.

After looking around, he didn't see anyone gesticulating seriously and leisurely. Yan Xu wondered if he had come to the wrong place. Was this rigid and stiff posture really teaching Tai Chi?

What made Yan Xu change his mind was the owner of this martial arts school. In this era where the average age is only 30, the other party is over 70 years old, but he still has sharp ears and eyes, and a strong step. It is obvious that he knows how to maintain good health.

"Become my disciple? Young man, I see that you are born with supernatural powers and your blood is as strong as a rainbow. So why do you need to take me as your master?" Yang Zhenze held up his beloved purple clay teapot, took a sip of tea, and politely refused.

As the saying goes, old people become more cunning. As soon as Yang Zhenze saw Yan Xu, he knew that this was a troublesome person. Not only did he have a legacy, but he also had blood in his pupils. Not only was he extremely murderous, but he might have gone on a killing spree not long ago. How could he dare to accept him as his own, even if he was paid?

Yan Xu placed two ten-liang gold ingots and an eighty-year-old mountain ginseng in front of Yang Zhenze. Even this old man who had lived for most of his life had to bow his head in front of money.

His martial arts school is well-known, but he doesn't have many disciples, because Tai Chi is a time-consuming skill. If you really want to become famous, you need at least 10 to 20 years of practice. The problem is who can afford to pay so much money for people to practice martial arts, and those who can afford it will not learn boxing and kicking. So Yang Zhenze, who is so old, has to sell his face and open a school to accept disciples. In addition to saving some money for his coffin and leaving more assets for his descendants, it is also to pass on his skills to future generations, so that they will not be cut off in his hands.

Therefore, facing Yan Xu's financial offensive, Yang Zhenze bowed his head. Not only did he accept a disciple, but he also accepted a high-standard one. Because he was already old and his children and grandchildren did not want to make a living in this business, there was no point in hiding it any longer.

Don't underestimate the difference. Apprentices in ordinary martial arts schools are actually similar to handymen. They watch when the master teaches and learn when other disciples practice. Don't ask other questions and don't say too much, because the money they are paid is worth this.

Someone like Yan Xu is obviously not suitable. Not to mention martial arts schools, even the former sects would treat him like a master, because the money he paid alone is enough to support more than a dozen disciples. So Yang Zhenze planned to show some real skills, but Yan Xu's purpose made him gain some experience even when he was old.

"For health preservation?" Yang Zhenze almost pulled out a few hairs of his beard, because he didn't expect the other party's purpose to be this.

"I have my own inheritance, but I got a little impatient recently. Although my strength has increased a lot, there is a problem with my mentality. I have too much murderous intent. Although those I kill are scum who deserve to die, there is no guarantee that the situation will not continue to deteriorate." Yan Xu did not hide it and told him about his situation.

Yang Zhenze secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that there was something wrong with his training. He was not a natural killer and he knew how to correct it. This was a good thing.

Medicine and martial arts have been inseparable since ancient times. Most people who practice martial arts know a thing or two about medicine. At least they should know something about common injuries and bone setting. Otherwise, if you get hurt and have to go to the doctor, no matter how much money you spend, it will never be enough.

Yang Zhenze was more capable. He had worked in a clinic and his children and grandchildren were also doctors, so he asked Yan Xu to stretch out his hand.

When Yang Zhenze pressed Yan Xu's pulse with two fingers, his fingers twitched. He felt like he was pressing on a bowstring. Not only was it strong, but he also felt like he would be cut.

Is this thing really a human? Yang Zhenze glanced at Yan Xu, took a deep breath, and took his pulse again.

I have to say that Yang Zhenze is really capable. Although Yan Xu did not activate his divine power, the long time of activating the two states not only made his body remember the feeling, but also left a deep mark, guiding the ghost body to continuously evolve in this direction, so he really saw something.

This pulse is incredibly strong even if it is not activated. The strength of his heart and lungs is too terrifying. And his muscles are so strong. He was just being polite when he said he was born with supernatural powers. I didn't expect it to be true.

Yang Zhenze took a sip of tea to calm himself, he was over seventy years old and had seen a lot, he had fought with countless heroes, but he had never seen such outrageous muscles and bones before, he was afraid that only those legendary figures in the martial arts world could compare to him.

However, there is also a big problem. Overly strong muscles and bones begin to oppress the internal organs, causing an imbalance of the five elements. If not adjusted in time, personality will change drastically.

From Yang Zhenze's complicated explanation, Yan Xu understood his current situation, which was endocrine disorder plus menopause, which was why his personality had changed drastically and became so abnormal.

The solution is very simple: eat well, drink well, exercise more, and keep a good mood.

So Yan Xu stayed in the martial arts school and started learning Tai Chi with Yang Zhenze.

(End of this chapter)