Your Majesty, please stop messing around.

But even the simplest zamabu stance was still extremely difficult and painful for Lin Jiangnian!

The first time he tried, he couldn't even last half a pot of tea.

Even though I tried gritting my teeth and persisting several times later, it still didn't last more than half a quarter of an hour before my legs became weak, I was trembling and unsteady, and I fell to the ground panting.

tired!

too tired!

The gap between idea and reality is indeed too big.

No wonder Prince Lin, who has a world-class martial arts treasure house like Ruyi Tower, doesn't know any martial arts skills. The hardships required to practice martial arts were far more difficult than he imagined.

"The lower body is unstable, weak and short of breath!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from my ears.

Lin Jiangnian turned his head and saw Zhiyuan standing quietly not far from him, speaking softly.

The bottom plate is unstable?

Lin Jiangnian recognized this, but he was physically weak...

He firmly refused to admit it.

"Your Highness, can you still persist?"

Before Lin Jiangnian could refute, Zhiyuan spoke again.

Facing Zhiyuan's indifferent expression, she obviously didn't say anything. But for some reason, I always felt that her eyes were a bit contemptuous. It was like... looking at Lin Jiangnian from a high position with the eyes of any other living being.

No sense of being a slave at all!

"Of course!"

Lin Jiangnian, who was already exhausted, immediately gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground.

"My prince, I will never give up!"

"..."

Another half an hour later.

"No more, no more..."

With only half a breath left, Lin Jiangnian fell to the ground in complete embarrassment, sweating profusely, panting, and so tired that he could hardly lift up any strength. Especially the legs, which were limp and trembling, almost cramp-like.

"My prince is going to die!"

Just doing a horse stance was already difficult for Lin Jiangnian, who was new to the basics of martial arts.

He finally realized what kind of torture those high-powered martial arts masters had gone through behind the scenes.

So awe-inspiring!

This line of work is really not as easy as imagined!

Not far from Lin Jiangnian, the kite was still standing there quietly.

From beginning to end, she was always in the courtyard, quietly watching Lin Jiangnian grit his teeth and persist.

I thought that His Highness might give up as easily as last time, but I didn't expect... that he could actually persist until now?

Thinking of this, Zhiyuan's eyes moved slightly. With light steps, he walked slowly to Lin Jiangnian's side.

"That's all for today."

Zhiyuan spoke softly.

Lin Jiangnian regained some strength and looked up at Zhiyuan, seeing that her eyes were still calm.

"it's over?"

Zhiyuan nodded slightly: "Your Highness is practicing for the first time today, so don't use too much force. Let's stop practicing here for now and come back tomorrow."

It's finally over!

For some reason, Lin Jiangnian felt relieved.

Just when he was about to struggle to get up, he felt the muscles in his legs were sore and trembling again, and he couldn't use any strength to move.

"Help me." Lin Jiangnian said subconsciously.

Zhiyuan on the side heard this and was startled for a moment. He hesitated and looked at Lin Jiangnian who fell to the ground. Finally, he stretched out his bare hands under his sleeves and helped Lin Jiangnian get up.

Lin Jiangnian's legs could barely exert any strength, and he managed to stand up with the help of Zhiyuan. As soon as he took a step, he felt his legs twitching, and almost all of his core energy fell into Zhiyuan's arms.

Zhiyuan frowned and felt that His Highness's body was almost close to her. She subconsciously wanted to push him away...but when the thought emerged, she seemed to think of something, hesitated, and finally did not do so.

The small and delicate body bore the weight of Lin Jiangnian's body, but remained motionless. He helped Lin Jiangnian to rest in the pavilion in the courtyard with an expressionless face.

After she helped Lin Jiangnian sit down in front of the chair, she seemed to relax slightly, took a step back, and opened the distance between her and Lin Jiangnian. He looked down at himself, his expression cold for a long time.

At this moment, Lin Jiangnian didn't notice the change in Zhiyuan's expression. He took a few deep breaths, and when he gradually regained some strength, he raised his eyes to look at Zhiyuan.

"Based on your estimate, how long will it take for this prince to learn the basics of martial arts?"

Zhiyuan was silent for a moment, then said: "Three months."

"so long?"

Lin Jiangnian was shocked. It would take him three months to learn the basics of martial arts?

Doesn't this mean that he has to repeat the boring step of standing still for three months?

“If you don’t accumulate small steps, you can’t reach a thousand miles.”

Zhiyuan looked at Lin Jiangnian calmly and said: "Only by practicing a solid foundation in martial arts and laying a solid foundation can we go further... In martial arts, if you don't advance, you will retreat. If your highness wants to maintain his condition, it is not just this. Three months, and you need to study hard every day from now on!"

"There is never a shortcut to the great road of martial arts!"

Lin Jiangnian understands the truth.

But repeating the Zamabu step for three months is so terrifying when you think about it...

"Then, when can my eldest son start learning real martial arts?" Lin Jiangnian was thinking about the many sword, fist, and kick skills in Ruyi Building with names that sounded very powerful.

The ‘Great Sun Tathagata Palm’, ‘Dugu Sword Technique’, ‘Nine Heavens Entering the Earth Shenglong Fist’… it sounds like top-notch martial arts.

"In addition to the most basic training of the lower body, His Highness also needs to train the waist horse, arm strength, speed and reaction..."

Zhiyuan said calmly: "After Your Highness masters these skills, you can start learning real Kung Fu."

Saying it means not saying it...

Lin Jiangnian sighed quietly in his heart. He still underestimated the difficulty of practicing martial arts.

It is not that easy to truly achieve something. He needs enough time to hone and practice.

Although he was a little disappointed, there was no better choice for Lin Jiangnian at the moment.

After a short rest, Lin Jiangnian's sore legs finally regained some strength, and he could barely stand up.

"hungry!"

After struggling all morning, I was already hungry.

Everyone in the house had prepared lunch early, and by the time Lin Jiangnian finished his meal, he felt that his body had recovered for a long time.

The legs that were originally numb and almost cramped have improved a lot. They were almost paralyzed by fatigue before, but now they seem to have regained most of their strength?

This made Lin Jiangnian slightly surprised.

Then after thinking about it carefully, I vaguely guessed something.

...could it be related to the Xuanyang Mind Technique he practiced?

Lin Jiangnian felt it carefully, and he indeed felt that the extremely weak 'qi' in his body, although it seemed inconspicuous, could vaguely emit a hot breath when Lin Jiangnian was tired, stimulating Lin Jiangnian. body.

Could it be...that it really has something to do with it?

Just when Lin Jiangnian was about to go back to his room to study Xuanyang's mental method, an uninvited guest who hadn't seen him for a few days came to the door again!

Xu Lan!

Xu Lan, still wearing a light green robe, walked in with carefree steps.

When she saw Lin Jiangnian sitting at the table, a look of surprise immediately appeared on her fair face, and her eyes lit up.

But soon, as if she thought of something, her face suddenly fell again, and she rushed to Lin Jiangnian as if she was very angry, and slapped her hand on the table.

An angry, slightly aggrieved voice came.

"Are you finally willing to show up?!"

"..."