Chapter 7: Tai Chi

Teacher Zhang, I want to learn! Su Xiang looked at Zhang Sanfeng with burning eyes

"Would you like someone to serve you? I, Xiaomei, can make you very happy." The woman who called herself Xiaomei leaned in, her red lips close to Su Xiang's ear, her breath fragrant as orchids

Within a certain artificial hot spring in the growth assistance device, four beautiful women dressed in sheer fabric camisoles attended to Su Xiang's bathing. As the sheer fabric soaked in the water, the contours of the four women's bodies became distinctly visible, with the two points on their chests and the mysterious area between their legs appearing both evident and elusive.

"Young Master Su, what is the matter with you?" Xiao Mei asked, somewhat astonished and perplexed.

Su Xiang was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands, feeling anxious and restless. If possible, he would rather wash himself, but the damned system stipulated that he must be accompanied by four beautiful women during the bath, otherwise he would face a punishment with an intensity of twenty

Su Xiang nodded slightly, fixating his gaze on Zhang Sanfeng

Moments later, Su Xiang appeared before the white-haired elder

Zhang Sanfeng's movements are swift and decisive, exuding a sense of ease. Moreover, as his body dances, one can faintly hear the explosive sound of the surrounding air being torn apart

Young Master Su, feel it, my heart is beating so fast..." Xiao Mei grabbed Su Xiang's hand and slowly guided it towards her exposed, firm beauty

Splash, splash, splash

"It's nothing..." Su Xiang closed his eyes, constantly thinking of Murong Xin'er in his mind, silently reminding himself: Su Xiang, oh Su Xiang, a beauty is a double-edged sword, you must not be tempted by beauty, you like Murong Xin'er

After Su Xiang picked up the vest, he realized its peculiar nature; the vest weighed a staggering fifty to sixty pounds. It was extremely difficult for him to lift it with one hand, and only after he switched to carrying it with both hands did the situation improve slightly

"Brother, this is your Tai Chi teacher, Zhang Sanfeng. He will conduct some restorative training for you to help your body recover coordination as soon as possible," Xiaodie introduced from the side

However, Su Xiang never expected that his first lesson would indeed make him bleed, but it was only a nosebleed

Hello, Teacher Zhang," Su Xiang said respectfully

This is undoubtedly a tremendous test for Su Xiang, who is merely a hot-blooded youth and a genuine virgin. Although he has secretly viewed some bold and avant-garde artistic representations of the human body, nothing can compare to the exhilarating experience of witnessing it in person. Thus, he naturally reacted with the strongest response—nosebleed—while a certain part between his legs also stood proudly with enthusiasm

Su Xiang nodded slightly, walked to the table, and placed the heavy vest back on the table

The moment Su Xiang entered the growth assistance device, he was already prepared to bleed and sweat. He aspired to achieve greatness and stand out; without putting in effort, how could that be possible

"Drink!" Zhang Sanfeng exclaimed in a low voice, fully displaying the majesty of a grandmaster. Subsequently, he slowly executed a set of Tai Chi movements that closely resembled those learned by Su Xiang in physical education class. However, they were merely similar, as many of the movements differed significantly from what Su Xiang had learned in class.

"Your first lesson is quite peculiar," Xiao Die said with a light laugh. "Did you not say that the first lesson would be to teach Young Master Su Tai Chi to help him regain his physical coordination?"

After completing a set of Tai Chi, beads of fine sweat covered Zhang Sanfeng's forehead. He smiled and asked, "Young Master Su, would you like to learn this set of Tai Chi?"

In vain

When Su Xiang read martial arts novels, he came across some individuals with exceptional skills who could execute the "Kongbao Fist"—the "Kongbao Fist" is characterized by the speed of the punch reaching a level that tears through the wind, thereby producing a sound.

"Young Master Su, you must have noticed that this vest is unusual. It is quite heavy, weighing thirty kilograms, and is made from black silkworm silk. Wearing it can make you very strong, but it will also bring a lot of suffering." Zhang Sanfeng's expression was indescribably serious. "Young Master Su, you can choose whether or not to wear it now"

This is yet another test from Zhang Sanfeng for Su Xiang. If Su Xiang is daunted and unwilling to wear it, then he will only teach him some basic martial arts techniques. However, if Su Xiang puts it on, Zhang Sanfeng will teach him some very special things, such as how to execute an air explosion

The white-haired elder nodded slightly, stroking his beard and said: "Indeed, since ancient times, heroes have found it difficult to overcome the beauty barrier. In the face of such beauty, he remains unmoved. Young Master Su's resolve is quite firm. He has passed the test, bring him over."

Zhang Sanfeng possesses an ethereal demeanor and an air of a master of his generation

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled at Su Xiang, then removed his gray robe to reveal a set of white short martial attire, saying: "Young Master Su, please take a closer look"

Su Xiang's mind had lost the ability to think, and a primal desire surged from deep within him. He couldn't help but swallow twice and lick his lips

Su Xiang felt increasingly embarrassed, as he was only wearing a pair of shorts, making it easy for the four women to see the strong reaction of his little brother

Lesson 1, Bathing

Young Master Su, would you like to... The enchanting woman leaned her voluptuous curves towards Su Xiang, playfully tugging at the thin strap on her shoulder with her right hand, causing her fair and firm bosom to bounce into view, fully presented before Su Xiang, with a tempting crimson spot on her chest.

Every man harbors a dream of martial arts. Yesterday, when Xiao Die introduced the teacher, Su Xiang paid special attention to the two renowned figures, Zhang Sanfeng and Bruce Lee.

"Does this mean that Young Master Su has passed the test?" Xiao Die inquired

Murong Xin'er, with her gentle smile, appeared before Su Xiang's eyes

No! Su Xiang seemed as if he had been electrocuted, pulling his hand out from the delicate, almost boneless hand of Xiao Mei, and abruptly stepping back a few paces

Xiao Die kindly reminded him that his current physical limit is to endure a punishment with an intensity of 10. Regardless of whether the punishment with an intensity of 20 doubles or not, he is undoubtedly doomed to die

"Young Master Su, your little brother is quite unruly," said a woman with an alluring appearance, her voice sweet and delicate. Her small hand seemed to unintentionally brush against the elevated area of Su Xiang.

"Hehe, this is merely a test. If his will is not strong, I will naturally teach him some simple methods, but he will not be able to learn profound martial arts. However, if he can withstand the test, then I will certainly teach him some other things." A hint of a mysterious smile appeared on the old man's face.

Beside a hot spring, an energetic elderly man with white hair stroked his beard and said with great satisfaction: "This young man has a resolute spirit; he is destined for greatness"

"Hehe, since you want to learn, then please put that on," Zhang Sanfeng said, pointing to a white vest on the table.

The sound of explosions grew louder and more intense, and within Zhang Sanfeng's slow movements, there was an unexpected force akin to rolling thunder

However, Zhang Sanfeng's movements are not fast; one could even say they are very slow. How is it that he is still able to unleash an air explosion? Su Xiang was both shocked and puzzled

Sometimes, the effect of wearing clothes can be even more alluring than that of being completely unclothed, don't you think