Chapter 77 Poor Seedling

Wang Xuan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, comprehending the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover, a priceless body-protecting technique that could be practiced to the Vajra Realm.

The Golden Bell Cover of the Extreme Realm is a simplified version, which lays a good foundation for the practice of the Golden Bell Cover of the Divine Elephant. One only needs to integrate the Golden Bell Cover into this practice to avoid a long period of basic practice.

“The Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover, after practicing it, one can possess the defense and strength of a divine elephant, and the body will be greatly transformed, with a strong physique and greatly improved physical strength.

I have benefited a lot from practicing the Golden Bell Cover to its limit, and it has played a huge role in battle after battle. Now practicing the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover will definitely be the right choice."

With the Golden Bell Cover as a foundation, Wang Xuan found it easy to understand the theory of the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover and eventually began to practice it.

Using the practice method of the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover, the practice results of the Golden Bell Cover will be gradually transformed to form the power of the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover.

As time passed, Wang Xuan's aura gradually spread out, growing rapidly like weeds, and soon became a towering tree. Its power was as deep as a roaring and running elephant, crushing him with an unmatched charge.

After hearing Wang Xuan's instructions, more than 30 students began to stand in a specific posture.

Some people are in the Hunyuan stance, some are in the Wuji stance, and some are in the Taiji stance, each one is different. One group of people have fixed body postures, and their bodies rise and fall slightly with their breathing and heartbeats.

Ten minutes passed, and these students still persisted. They were willing to spend a large amount of tuition to study in the Xianwu Battle Hall, so they naturally had a certain foundation.

Twenty to thirty minutes passed, and half of the students were already trembling with fear. They kept complaining to Wang Xuan in their hearts. You know, the tuition for one afternoon would cost hundreds of star dollars, but Wang Xuan didn't teach them anything useful, but instead asked them to stand still.

Is this just a way to get by, or is it that this instructor has no real talent and can only fool them like this?
These students had a lot of thoughts in their minds and their eyes were fixed on Wang Xuan. The figure was tall and mighty, and he looked very strong.

But a closer look revealed that Wang Xuan's skin was as smooth and delicate as jade, which made the girls in the class envious. Although his face was firm, he looked very young, only about twenty years old.

Such a young instructor? Is he really just a show-off?
After forty minutes, one student could no longer hold on, and he fell to the ground, sweating profusely. After the first one, there was the second one, and more than a dozen students who could not hold on also gave up.

After the first hour, only a dozen students were still persisting. Some had a good foundation, while others had a poor foundation but were determined.

Looking at Wang Xuan, they unknowingly discovered that the instructor's aura was becoming more and more powerful, causing their bodies to instinctively tremble with fear. This was a sense of danger.

Wang Xuan sat cross-legged, apparently without any movement, but these students seemed to see a giant elephant roaring, ready to trample them at any time.

The students retreated one by one, getting farther and farther away from Wang Xuan, and those who insisted on standing still felt even more mentally stressed. Not everyone can remain calm in the face of danger, and even though they knew that Wang Xuan was only emitting momentum at this time, they were still afraid.

Suddenly, the students discovered that Wang Xuan opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed, and a powerful oppression emanated from his eyes.

Such an oppressive gaze devoured their minds, like a sword chopping down on their heads, and their instinct for survival made them stay away.

When these students suddenly realized it, they found that they had retreated more than ten meters away, ten meters further than before.

Even at such a distance, they still had an instinctive fear of Wang Xuan.

At this time, Wang Xuan had already integrated the Golden Bell Cover into the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Cover, but the corresponding transformation had not been completed completely. After the transformation was completed, his physical condition could be improved to a certain extent.

Wang Xuan watched the performance of these students, and he also had a clear idea of ​​the quality of their foundation and the tenacity of their will.

"You, you, you... stand on the left, you, you, and you... stand in the middle, and as for the rest of you, stand on the right."

Wang Xuan knew that those who had a poor foundation and were not tenacious enough to persist would not have high training intensity and future expectations, and they were mediocre. Those with a good foundation and average tenacity were relatively mediocre, and there might be changes in the future. And for those whose foundation was good or bad but whose will was as firm as iron, he had certain expectations.

The students were confused and didn't know how they were divided into three groups.

It's just standing there!
Wang Xuan spoke again: "Today's training ends here. Come back at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't be late."

After saying that, he left directly, while the assistant instructor Wei Zequan looked respectful, which made the students very curious. This instructor Wang was very different from the other instructors.

However, some students sighed that a whole day was wasted. Apart from discovering that Instructor Wang was exceptionally powerful and much more amazing than other instructors, they didn’t gain anything else.

They were exhausted from standing still and have not yet recovered. Their muscles were sore. They left in groups of three or five, all talking about Instructor Wang.

There was a man leading the way, moving quickly, and he didn't seem to be tired at all from standing still. Some students knew that this man was named He Lianshan, and he had a very good physique. He was the best performer in the previous standing still.

He just seemed too arrogant and didn't even look at ordinary students like them.

The students left one after another, and assistant teacher Wei Zequan discovered that there was still a child sitting on the ground. He remembered that the child had only stood in the stance for an hour, but he never gave up. After falling to the ground, he got up again and continued to stand. In total, he barely managed to stand for two hours.

The boy looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, and his clothes were two levels lower than those of the other students. It was obvious that his family situation was not optimistic.

If we have to afford the high tuition fees of a martial arts school, I'm afraid the whole family will have to live frugally and live a hard life for a long time.

The young man's face turned pale. His physical condition was much worse than the others. He had been standing in a posture until he was exhausted. His body was over-consumed and he has not recovered yet.

But the young man's face was filled with smiles at this moment, and he was in a very good mood, because Wang Xuan had just put him into the first echelon, which was a kind of recognition.

"Shi Lei, why are you grinning like an idiot? Why don't you go home?" Wei Zequan asked.

Shi Lei replied with a smile: "I'll rest for a while." He was exhausted now and needed to rest.

"Have a good rest at night. Tomorrow we will start formal training. You must ensure your body functions, otherwise the instructors will be unhappy, understand?" Wei Zequan reminded. Some students continued to practice after returning home, which affected their training the next day and the training effect was poor.

"understood."

After resting for a while, Shi Lei dragged his tired body back home.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Shi Lei smiled when he got home. His mother was busy in the kitchen, the aroma of food filled the air. His father had just got off work and was watching TV series, while his sister was doing homework.

When his parents asked about his day, Shi Lei did not say how hard it was for him to stand in the stance. Instead, he repeatedly talked about how happy he was today. The instructor was quite satisfied with his performance.

This is his biggest gain today, and it makes him very satisfied.

Despite his poor foundation, he was still in the first echelon with outstanding students like He Lianshan. It was obvious that his persistence was recognized by the instructor.

"You're doing well, but take care of yourself and don't work too hard," the father warned.

Shi Lei nodded heavily: "Got it."

But he secretly thought in his heart that his family was not well off, and now he had to live frugally because of his martial arts practice. How could he not work hard?
Apart from his hard work and determination, he has no advantages over others.

"Shi Lei, you have to work harder! You must work harder!"

The boy encouraged himself, had a happy meal with his family, washed up, sat at his desk and began to review his lessons.

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