Chapter 9 Transmitting Strength Through the Air

　　Soon, five or six people arrived in front of Instructor Master Hong Gang. 　　Bai Ziyue and Zhang Guoyi glanced at each other and also leaned over with an expectant face. 　　"All stand properly." 　　Hong Gang stretched his hands behind his back as he looked at the eight people in front of him, "Zen Pile, is our Blazing Sun Gang's basic external forging technique. 　　Although this external forging technique is basic, it is very important, allowing you to strengthen your qi and blood and integrate your strength. 　　Once your strength is complete, your power will be very different, so that you can call yourselves martial artists and be counted among the jianghu people. 　　However, I would like to remind you that the Zen Pile is not to be spread out. 　　Not only the meditation pile, every martial art you will learn here in the future, shall not be outsourced, once discovered ...... 　　Hey, even if I don't come after you, the law enforcement disciples of the Blazing Sun Gang will come after you. 　　At that time, you'll just have to pray that you can escape far away." 　　He smiled coldly, but the corners of his eyes twitched vaguely. 　　Obviously, with regards to the Law Enforcement Disciples, he was very scornful and even a little afraid. 　　All of the apprentices did not speak, and only the tightly pursed mouths could tell the tension in their bodies. 　　"The posture of the Meditation Pile is very simple, you all should have memorized it even if some of the new apprentices haven't practiced it, watching the others cultivate. 　　So, the next thing I'm going to pass on to you guys is the method of running the strength inside." 　　Hong Kong Kong had a stern face as he continued to speak. 　　Bai Ziyue was secretly excited in his heart, finally starting to formally practice martial arts. 　　It was just that he didn't notice that on the faces of the other apprentices, there was no sign of elation, instead, they all had taut faces and a nervous look. 　　"Stand in the Zen Pile stance, I'll come and transfer the strength to you." 　　Hong Gang came to an apprentice in front of him as he walked around. 　　That apprentice hurriedly stood up in the Zen Pile, his feet were not ding-dong, his waist and legs were united, and his hands were open in vain. 　　"Once every ten days to pass the energy, you are the third time this time, right? After three times, if you still haven't introduced the meditation pile to the door, you won't need to use it in the future, report to Qian Ming by yourself and transfer to the miscellaneous apprentice." 　　Hong Gang said, reaching out and slapping on that apprentice's body. 　　Boom! 　　With a muffled sound, a special force immediately surged into that apprentice's body. 　　This otherworldly strength entered as if it caused him immense pain, causing his face to distort as a result. 　　"Carefully feel the changes in this vigor." 　　Hong Kong Kong said indifferently and came in front of the second apprentice. 　　Without any nonsense at all, he once again slapped out his palm. 　　"Ah ......" 　　This apprentice actually couldn't endure that pain and screamed miserably. 　　"Hmph, what kind of martial arts practice is there when you don't have any endurance at all? No need to come over next time, you are not qualified to receive my power transmission." 　　Hong Kong Kong's face was cold, and he directly deprived that apprentice of the qualification to pass on strength in the future. 　　If he didn't manage to get the Zen Pile started after this time, there was basically no possibility of practicing it. 　　The apprentice's face was white, and he almost cried out in aggravation, but he didn't dare to make a sound at all, so he could only silently stand on the pile, feeling the changes in his body's strength, expecting to be able to get started. 　　The next transmission of strength, even if the body was in pain, no one dared to make a sound, even the muffled grunts that couldn't be held back due to the pain could make the apprentices' hearts jump in fear of being scolded. 　　Soon, Hong Gang had stood in front of Bai Ziyue. 　　He, who had prepared himself long ago, stood at the Zen Pile, his body tensed and his mouth pursed tightly. 　　Boom! 　　With a muffled sound, Bai Ziyue immediately felt a hot and incomparable strength surge in from his shoulder. 　　This force, as if it had a powerful destructive force, wreaked havoc on his body. 　　He forced himself not to let out a muffled grunt, as if a long time had passed, as if it was just an instant, the force finally escaped and trembled with a unique regularity. 　　"This should be the wonderful use of the Zen Pile's power operation." 　　Bai Ziyue was secretly thrilled, sensing the regularity of this trembling in detail, and adjusting his standing posture continuously along with this regularity. 　　One tremor, two tremors, three tremors ...... 　　The strength gradually weakened, Bai Ziyue's heart was incomparably regretful, and then quickly picked himself up, familiarizing himself with that feeling, and mobilizing the qi and blood in his body to rotate with the law by himself. 　　I don't know how long it took, but Bai Ziyue let out a long breath and opened his eyes. 　　Almost impatiently, he looked at his attribute panel. 　　Name: Bai Ziyue 　　Strength: 0.51 (cannot be raised) 　　Speed: 0.51 (cannot be raised) 　　Physique: 0.52 (cannot be raised) 　　Martial Arts: Zen Stance (not yet initiated, cannot be upgraded) 　　Soul Energy: 795 　　"The martial arts item is finally not blank." 　　Bai Ziyue was overjoyed. 　　Even though he hadn't been able to be initiated yet, he saw hope for rapid improvement. 　　This was because from the attribute panel, he could easily tell that if he had initiated the Zen Pile, he would definitely be able to use his soul energy to raise it to a minor level, or even higher. 　　Moreover, having only just started practicing, his strength, speed, and physique had all gained a certain degree of improvement. 　　Obviously, the unimprovable enhancement on the attribute panel was just a kind of growth limit in restriction, whereas martial arts, on the other hand, could break this kind of restriction. 　　"Next, you guys go cultivate by yourselves, if you can do that when you stand on the pile, you are still and sweat comes through and forms water drops, then you can be considered to have started the Zen Pile. 　　If you can do it within ten days, you can be directly promoted to Inner Sect Apprentice, and if you can do it within thirty days, you will retain the status of Outer Sect Apprentice, stay in the branch, and continue practicing martial arts. 　　The gang will also spend a lot of resources to cultivate you, at the end of the five-year period, you can become an official gang disciple, not only a monthly stipend, there are also a lot of tasks to make extra money. 　　However, if within thirty days, you still haven't gotten your Zen Pile started, then you can honestly go to Qian Ming's place to report as a handyman apprentice. 　　Whenever the Zen Stance is minimally accomplished, only then will you have the opportunity to return to the branch and learn another martial art." 　　Seeing that everyone had come to their senses, Hong Kong Kong routinely instructed, his hand once again going behind his back and leaving straight away. 　　"Zi Yue, how are you feeling? I'm in pain here." 　　It wasn't until Hong Gang left that Zhang Guoyi dared to come closer, pointing at his shoulder and crying. 　　His clothes were the same as Bai Ziyue's, they were all rough linen clothes, and when he was slapped by Hong Gang, the force came through and broke. 　　Through the torn holes in his clothes, Bai Ziyue could clearly see that the other party's shoulder was already bruised. 　　"Fortunately, it can be endured." 　　The corner of Bai Ziyue's mouth tugged, his situation was not better than Zhang Guoyi's at all, perhaps it was due to the fact that his skin was more white and tender, the exposed place where he had been slapped, not only was it a large patch of bruises, there was even some bruises overflowing, it was very scary. 　　However, he also knew that this was not Hong Gang deliberately targeting them, although the transmission of strength through the air was painful and hurt their bodies a lot, it would allow them to get their meditation piles into the door faster, and between the gains and losses, there would be their own judgment.