Chapter 121: Not Getting Smarter
After the two families moved out, Yan Xu asked his master to find a carpenter to make new furniture. Although the old items were vintage, nothing was vintage in this era. Moreover, the wood was not good enough. If they were brought back to the modern world and sold, they would take up too much space.

The newly purchased courtyard was left to the master to arrange, and Caihua Snake was responsible for running errands. Yan Xu didn't need to ask too many questions about some small matters. He focused on laying the foundation with Yang Zhenze every day. Except for sleeping, he ate in the martial arts hall. Anyway, he didn't lack this little food expense, and it was also hygienic.

He thought he would soar to new heights after stepping into the realm of transcendence, but because he broke through his limits, his boxing progress became even slower.

"How can it be the same to throw an egg with ten kilograms of force as to throw an egg with a thousand kilograms of force?" Yang Zhenze said unhappily.

Now he is no longer surprised. The disciple in front of him is like a monster. He was terrifyingly strong before, and this time he came back and didn't even intend to be a human being.

But the more this happened, the more excited Yang Zhenze became.

He is already this old, and maybe he won't be able to get up after he lies down one day. If he can train a truly invincible apprentice before he is buried, he will wake up with a smile even when he is lying in the coffin. When he sees his old friends in the underworld, he will brag about it until his reincarnation.

Therefore, he would teach his apprentice anything that would only starve him to death, and he would hold back on everything he taught. Yang Zhenze wished to teach his apprentice everything he had learned, so his teaching was extremely strict.

Yan Xu was very troubled by this, but it was not because Yang Zhenze was too strict in teaching. He was not in his rebellious period, so he certainly would not feel disgusted when facing a strict teacher. After all, teaching you is his duty, and whether you learn or not is another matter.

The problem is, he found that after he stepped into the extraordinary world, he was not as powerful as he had imagined.

His body has surpassed the limits of human beings. Whether it is strength, burst, endurance, reaction, or recovery, all of them show signs of being inhuman. He can even have a place in the Baki world.

But his intelligence, comprehension and learning ability have not changed much.

That’s right, no one says that if you have a strong body, your brain must become smart, otherwise there wouldn’t be any athletes.

Neither Yan Xu nor Yang Zhenze took this too seriously.

Yan Xu is mentally old and never thinks of himself as a genius. In addition, having the bronze door is equivalent to having endless possibilities. Naturally, he will not feel disappointed or anxious because of this. He will be fine after some self-adjustment.

Yang Zhenze has taught too many disciples and has seen all kinds of things, so he is no longer surprised by them.

Of course, the most important thing is that martial arts training relies more on muscles and perseverance rather than brains.

Having a good brain and not being at a disadvantage in a fight doesn't mean that one's training in martial arts is efficient.

On the contrary, the stupid method taught by the master is the safest and most solid, while being clever on your own is more likely to create hidden dangers.

Under the guidance of Yang Zhenze, Yan Xu never tired of doing horse stance and Tai Chi, honing his muscles and bones bit by bit to adapt to his current physique, and then he drank Zhuanggu San and Wuqi Tang to nourish his body.

Yang Zhenze was not the one who took care of the medicine and conditioning. After all, the old man was old, over 70 years old, and he felt a little overwhelmed just by teaching boxing. If it weren't for the old ginseng that Yan Xu presented to him to nourish his body, he would have been exhausted and fallen ill.

So the person who helped Yan Xu adjust his body and prepare the medicine was Yang Zhenze's son Yang Delin.

Yang Delin is Yang Zhenze's eldest son and the only surviving son. He had no interest in martial arts since childhood. Instead, he read medical books with great gusto, which made the young Yang Zhenze feel very disappointed with him.

As a result, of the four sons and one daughter, except for the eldest daughter who married far away, only the eldest son, who he thought had no future, was still alive. This was why Yang Zhenze wanted his children and grandchildren to give up martial arts and become doctors. It was not easy to get along in the martial arts world. Yang Delin did not disappoint Yang Zhenze's expectations. His medical skills had already surpassed his father's, and he was considered a famous doctor.

He personally prepared herbal medicine for Yan Xu's body conditioning, and the effect was naturally good. At least his body fat percentage increased, which meant that his metabolism and endocrine system were gradually returning to balance.

Yan Xu was very satisfied with this and bought a lot of precious medicinal materials and medical books as gifts for the other party.

Yan Xu was considered Yang Zhenze's last disciple and of the same generation as Yang Delin. Plus, at the old man's suggestion, he accepted the gifts. However, he worked even harder to help Yan Xu recuperate, and improved the pill recipe he had given to the Yang family, making Yan Xu feel that the investment was worth it.

That day, Yang Zhenze went to rest after lunch, otherwise he would not have enough energy.

Yan Xu was too energetic to sleep, so he just sat in horse stance under a tree in the yard and read a book. There were not many entertainment activities these days anyway.

Yan Xu has been practicing the horse stance for quite some time, and it is becoming more and more enjoyable. Especially as he has strong muscles and bones and plenty of energy. Without the interference of fatigue and soreness, he can feel the pleasure of it more deeply, the feeling of being rooted in the earth, generating strength on his own, and swimming upstream to rush against the dragon.

That is to say, the force starts from the feet, and is exerted on the whole body through the spine. In this way, every punch and kick is fully penetrated, which is the great achievement of Ming Jin.

As for the hidden power, Yan Xu is still a little short of the mark. According to Yang Zhenze, he should not be anxious and continue to practice. Maybe one day he will suddenly be able to do it, because he already has all the conditions, but has not yet felt that feeling.

Yan Xu actually listened to the advice and did some horse stance whenever he had nothing to do, to experience the feeling of full strength.

"Brother Yan."

Following a low shout, a young man of about eighteen or nineteen sneaked around the corner and came up to Yan Xu, grinning, obviously asking for something.

He is Yang Delin’s youngest son, Yang Weizheng, and also the most unreliable one.

Yang Delin has three sons in total. The eldest son, Yang Weichen, follows his father to learn medical skills. He has been able to sit in the clinic and see patients alone a few years ago. He is mature and steady. It is obvious that the Yang family has hope for the future.

The second son, Yang Weixin, was influenced by Western culture and went to Germany to study Western medicine. He didn't know when he would be able to come back, let alone what the current situation was.

The third son, Yang Weizheng, is the youngest and the most favored one. Otherwise, Yang Zhenze would not have named him Zhen, which shows how much he loves this little grandson.

Unfortunately, this kid never liked reading or studying medicine. Instead, he was obsessed with martial arts and often caused trouble outside. He was often beaten for this, but he never changed despite repeated warnings, which gave Yang Delin a headache.

Yang Zhenze also had a headache, but he was also proud, because Yang Weizheng was the one who was most like him among his children and grandchildren, so he often turned a blind eye.

"What brother? Call me uncle." Yan Xu closed the book unhappily, because he knew that this boy must have other intentions and he couldn't continue reading the book.

"Brother Yan is so young. Calling you uncle wouldn't make you old." Yang Weizheng said in a frivolous manner.

Yan Xu sneered. As a disciple of Yang Zhenze, he was of the same generation as Yang Weizheng, not to mention his mental age. It was not excessive to let this kid call him uncle. Let's see what he wants to do today.

(End of this chapter)