Chapter 515: Subduing the Great Dragon

"You want to learn martial arts from me?"

"No, well... it's... um..."

Even for the thick-skinned Zheng Qian, he was uncharacteristically hesitant.

Twenty-one days ago, when Zheng Qian approached Chen Chou and vaguely hinted at wanting to learn, Chen Chou's first reaction was to refuse.

It wasn't because Zheng Qian was too old; when it comes to learning martial arts, it's never too late, regardless of age.

It isn't like what's written in many novels, where you must start training from childhood or practice some kind of 'childhood discipline'.

On the contrary, Zheng Qian's age is the best time to practice martial arts.

He isn't too young, as his bones are already fully formed, making martial arts training twice as effective with half the effort, and he is currently at the peak of his vitality.

As long as one isn't an elderly person in their twilight years, or a Middle-aged Man whose body has already started to decline, theoretically, one can achieve great results.

Zheng Qian is currently in this state, and as long as he is willing to put in the hard work, Chen Chou is confident he can train him.

However, as the saying goes.

It's possible, but there's no need.

Times have changed; why practice martial arts so intensely? For self-defense?

Unless you encounter a top-tier psychopath, as long as you pull out a pistol and fire a few shots, who can dodge that?

Besides, Zheng Qian is so wealthy, so there's even less need for it.

Doesn't he have a powerhouse like me by his side?

But after learning of Zheng Qian's true purpose, even the usually stern Chen Chou couldn't help but show a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

Because, um...

Zheng Qian wasn't practicing martial arts, nor did he want to learn any life-or-death techniques; he simply wanted to "strengthen his body."

To be more precise, it was his waist muscles, leg muscles, sphincter muscles, and other areas.

To put it simply, he wanted to make his [Weapon] more powerful.

Chen Chou naturally hadn't learned any specialized training methods for this, but mastering one principle leads to mastering all.

Although he couldn't directly train the [Weapon], he could use other methods to indirectly assist in enhancing the [Weapon]'s toughness.

How should one put it? It might not make it longer, but it could make it last longer.

Or, on that basis, make it a bit firmer.

Just because Chen Chou isn't interested in such things doesn't mean he doesn't understand them.

It was also the first time he had heard someone proactively ask about techniques in this area. He had previously served as a dedicated bodyguard for certain wealthy individuals, and Zheng Qian was the first person to be so interested in this aspect.

Thus, he tailored a set of training techniques specifically for Zheng Qian's physical condition.

"Of course, the ultimate goal isn't to train your [Weapon], but to strengthen your body and improve your overall state. This is just a method of breathing and meditation; if you persist, you will be reborn by the time we reach our destination."

"Making the [Weapon] more powerful is just an achievement reached along the way to success."

Yes, those were Chen Chou's original words at the time.

So, twenty-one days passed, and Zheng Qian did indeed feel that he had undergone some indescribable changes.

How should he put it? 'Reborn' might be a bit of an exaggeration, but his overall complexion had indeed improved.

Compared to the leg training methods Duan Qiran had taught him before, this method didn't require doing several sets of various movements every day.

Simply put, it was standing on a stake.

And just performing some movements while standing on the stake.

Zheng Qian had previously thought that standing on a stake was just for old men and women in the park, but once he came into contact with the real thing, he realized that wasn't the case at all.

What Chen Chou taught him wasn't just a horse stance, but something called the Dragon-Subduing Stake.

As for why it was the Dragon-Subduing Stake, um... Zheng Qian believed that once mastered, he could subdue his own "Great Dragon."

The posture was very strange, but once held, it was also quite imposing.

In Chen Chou's words, it was to stand with a feeling of "standing tall between heaven and earth."

Standing on the stake isn't just about the body, but also about one's spirit and energy; it requires a certain charm.

Since Zheng Qian was a beginner, there weren't too many requirements at the beginning, and Chen Chou wasn't too harsh in his teaching.

Anyway, he was so rich; why train so hard? He also assumed he was just learning on a whim.

But Zheng Qian's enthusiasm exceeded his expectations.

In just twenty-one days, he had already begun to have a true feeling of standing tall between heaven and earth.

"Actually, this yacht is the best training ground for standing on the stake; you won't have such an opportunity again unless you spend every day on a boat, which is clearly unrealistic. If you can stand properly on a floating boat, once you get off, you'll know what your changes are."

"You can now stand very steadily; even on the deck, you can keep your body from deforming."

"In the words of the ancients, you are already approaching the level of 'drifting and diving in the waves, light on top and heavy on the bottom, without toppling or swaying.' Just keep at it. After practicing for just these few days, you're already comparable to those who have spent months in the gym."

Chen Chou stood with his hands behind his back and said to Zheng Qian, who was standing beside him.

The latter resumed a normal standing posture, already soaked in sweat, yet showing no signs of fatigue.

Looking at Chen Chou, who was as steady as Mount Tai, he couldn't help but exclaim, "I hadn't trained before, so I didn't know how powerful you were, but now I know you're truly a monster. If I'm not mistaken, your body seems incomparably steady, without any fluctuations. But in reality, you are rising and falling with the ship, maintaining a subtle frequency, right? Although I can't see it, I can feel it."

Hearing this, even Chen Chou was a bit surprised.

Zheng Qian... seems to have great talent?

However, he still didn't intend to actually teach Zheng Qian martial arts; with so much money, there was no need to put himself in danger.

When it comes to martial arts, the more powerful a person is, the more they understand the gravity of things and won't just make a move casually.

What's to be feared are those who have just learned for a while, feel they are much stronger, and want to test themselves against anyone they see.

Those are the people who die the most.

Zheng Qian is combative by nature; he doesn't want Zheng Qian to misjudge his own combat effectiveness, leading to trouble in places where it shouldn't happen. Isn't it better to just be a boring and dull rich person?

"President Zheng... Miss Wei is asking when you will go down to rest..."

Just then, Yao Qiuqiu stood not far away and said.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she was slightly lowering her head.

She always seemed so shy. And bold.

Zheng Qian wanted to awkwardly explain to Chen Chou and take the opportunity to find an excuse to leave. But when he turned his head, he found that Chen Chou had already left, not knowing when.

This kind of movement technique is truly perfect for having an affair.

"I'm going down now."

As Zheng Qian said this, he pinched Yao Qiuqiu's delicate cheeks, his large hand sliding downwards, and the latter's cheeks turned even redder.

She appeared somewhat panicked and hurriedly said in a trembling voice, "Don't... don't... don't let anyone see..."

"Ahem, don't think I don't know."

"These days, wherever I go, no one comes to disturb me. Even if they do appear, they deliberately walk very loudly so I can hear them, letting me know someone is coming. You... do you think Wei Rusi is going too far?"