In the Lieyang Gang branch, Bai Ziyue and Zhang Guoyi had just stepped in from behind.

Suddenly, Zhang Guoyi pulled Bai Ziyue's clothes, "It's that Wang Jian."

A tall and thin young man came over, and it was Wang Jian who directly sent them into a chore apprentice yesterday.

"Hello, senior brother."

Although he was unhappy, Bai Ziyue still greeted him obediently.

Zhang Guoyi, who was standing beside him, quickly lowered his head and looked respectful.

In a short period of time, they had already seen the strict hierarchy of the Lieyang Gang, and the choreographer had the lowest status here. Formal disciples could even beat and scold them at will without any punishment.

Wang Jian glanced at the two of them lightly, ignored them at all, and walked over without even ignoring them.

Seeing this, Bai Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief.

In his opinion, the other party ignored them.

If you really want to cling to what they say, it is very likely that it will be troublesome.

"Phoa, villain."

It was not until Wang Jian left that Zhang Guoyi whispered.

Bai Ziyue was a little amused and crying when he heard this. But he also knew that this was just a way of venting.

The two were treated unfairly from the beginning, and after passing the assessment, they were directly assigned to the lowest chore apprentices, and anyone would feel resentful.

But Bai Ziyue knew that they had no support here, and even Uncle Ming had no say here.

Low-key and forbearance are the best practices.

In the future, if you become stronger and more confident, you will have the chance to take revenge.

...

The black paper paste prepared by the middle-aged doctor was indeed very effective. In just one or two hours, Bai Ziyue felt that his arm was not hurt much. Although he could still feel discomfort if he touched it, it was no longer affected.

So, after lunch in the branch canteen, he hurried to the martial arts venue, found a corner, and stood up with a meditation stake.

As for Zhang Guoyi, after staying for an hour or two, he couldn't stay idle and left.

"What I practice is the practice of qi and blood, and what I practice is the practice of strength.

Although the force transmitted from Master Hong Gang from the air can make me feel the force cultivated from the meditation stance, it is still too advanced for me. The first thing I have to do is to operate blood, or qi and blood, according to the way the force is operated.

And the circulation of qi and blood should first be driven by breathing."

Bai Ziyue analyzed calmly.

He was deeply impressed by the force transmitted from the air, but it was the force of others after all. He was just familiar with the way of operation, but it was difficult for him to develop the force himself.

Therefore, according to his own understanding, he divided the meditation stake into three steps.

First, control the breathing rhythm, second, master the blood flow direction, and third, integrate everything and develop strength.

"so……"

Bai Ziyue stood in the meditation stake, thought carefully about the rhythm of the trembling force, and then began to constantly adjust his breathing according to this rhythm, hoping to be consistent with this tremor.

breathe……

I don’t know how long it has passed, but at some point, Bai Ziyue’s breathing finally trembled with the force in my memory, and it became aligned.

The air flow he breathed gradually drove the blood in his body, trembling, and finally flowed all over his body.

So a trace of heat gradually appeared on his body, and soon his whole body became warm.

Even the pain on the shoulders was relieved. Even the soreness when standing in a stance subsided significantly at this moment.

“That’s how it feels.”

Bai Ziyue's eyes are bright.

He could only hold on to the meditation stance for three or five minutes, but he stood for twenty minutes before he could not hold on and stopped.

Name: Bai Ziyue

Power: 0.55 (not enhanced)

Speed: 0.53 (not increased)

Physical constitution: 0.57 (cannot be improved)

Martial arts: Meditation stance (not being able to be improved without entry)

Soul Power: 795

"After just twenty minutes of standing, my physical strength and speed have improved again.

I believe that as long as I persist in practicing, I will be able to truly get started with the meditation stance in a few days.”

Bai Ziyue's confidence increased greatly.

You should know that with the help of Hong Gang's transmission, his physique and strength were slightly improved.

Now that I am standing in a stance, my physical fitness has been directly improved by 0.05, my strength has been increased by 0.04, and even my speed has been increased by 0.02 accordingly, which is a considerable progress.

"As soon as you start with the meditation stance, you need to stand still and sweat out, forming water droplets when you stand in the stance.

Although I can't do this now, I can do it by steaming and warming all over my body.

Only the real entry is left to the skill of water grinding.”

Bai Ziyue's mind was calm and her eyes were filled with joy.

Even if he doesn't know how long it will take for him to get started, after all, he is still a chore apprentice at this time, and all kinds of complicated work will fall on him immediately, and the time for practice will naturally be greatly reduced.

But he understood that he was on the right path and could begin the practice of meditation without having to endure the pain of spreading power from the air again.

Once the meditation stake is in its entry, it can directly improve with the power of its soul energy.

Small successes, or even big successes, are no longer far away.

For the next period of time, Bai Ziyue took a rest when she was tired. When she felt better, she started standing in a stance again.

As time goes by, his time of standing still begins to extend.

The longest time, even lasted for half an hour.

"Ziyue, Mr. Qian is looking for us, it should be related to the allocation of chore apprentices."

As the sunset was setting in the distance and the sunset shone in the sky, Zhang Guoyi found Bai Ziyue and said with a serious look on his face.

"Then let's go."

Bai Ziyue felt nervous and hurriedly left the martial arts venue with Zhang Guoyi.

"Mr. Qian!"

Bai Ziyue and the others came to Qian Ming's courtyard.

"You are here." Qian Ming nodded to the two of them and said, "There is still a shortage of people in this branch mansion, and I also want you to stay here.

But someone said hello and didn't want to see you here. So, I can only send you out."

As he said that, Qian Ming shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless.

"who?"

Zhang Guoyi asked indignantly.

Bai Ziyue frowned but didn't say anything.

"I said yesterday that you offended people, it seems that it's true."

Qian Ming smiled, and the scars on his face turned even more distorted.

"If you have any relationship, I can help you operate it and stay in the branch, there will always be more opportunities, right?

If you are lucky and you are valued by a big man, you will not be able to soar to the sky.”

Qian Ming was very tempted and continued.

"Uncle Ming, Uncle Ming in our village is the head of the gang at Qinghe Wharf."

Zhang Guoyi's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said.
Chapter completed!