He Weiqiu brought Ling Feng to the martial arts arena, where many disciples were practicing. Other direct disciples were also there, such as Xie Linlan, Qin Wanfeng, Wang Binghao, and Lu Chengtian, all of whom were guiding some of the disciples as they were doing their exercises.
He Weiqiu and Ling Feng were alone in a corner of the field, and no one was watching them. This was because when Huashan disciples practiced, they were all working hard on their own and had no mood to watch others.
He Weiqiu first asked Ling Feng to practice a few sets of punches and kicks, and then asked him to dance with a waist sword for a while, wanting to take a look at his martial arts level again, and then asked about his resume of learning martial arts.
While recounting his own artistic journey, Ling Feng complained bitterly, "Second Brother, don't even mention it. Other people always find famous teachers when they learn their craft. I've grown up and I don't even know what a famous teacher is. I've always wanted to learn a craft, and I've wanted to do it so badly. But my dad won't let me. He says I was born naughty and not a good child. I always get him into trouble, which is already a headache. If he lets me learn a craft, I'll become a troublemaker. I'll turn Hangzhou upside down. People will have to avoid me when they see me."
He Weiqiu smiled kindly and said, "Your father has his reasons. He's doing this for your own good. But with your aptitude, it would be a shame if you didn't learn a skill."
Ling Feng felt very comfortable after hearing this, so he asked, "Second Brother, you are a man of vision. With your discerning eye, can I learn powerful skills in this lifetime and become a successful person?"
He Weiqiu glanced at Ling Feng and said, "Junior brother, you have great talent. It all depends on how you act in the future. As the saying goes, a master can only lead you to the door, but it's up to you to practice. Whether you have a bright future and whether you can become a dragon among men depends on you, not others."
Ling Feng was no fool; he fully understood what his senior brother meant. He was a real bully in Hangzhou, relying on his father's wealth and Shen Yanbing's martial arts. If Lu Fei'er hadn't beaten him up on his first day at Huashan, Huashan would have been in turmoil. Ling Feng had learned his lesson: there's always someone better than you. Only the strong can command respect and achieve status. Ling Feng was ready; he had to be a strong man. Otherwise, even women wouldn't look down on him, let alone his beloved mistress.
He Weiqiu said, "Junior brother, we officially start training today. You must hold on. Master's wife has high expectations of you."
Ling Feng nodded and said, "I will definitely not let you all down."
Thinking of his master's wife, he suddenly became full of energy again. He wondered what his master looked like? He actually married a woman as stunning as his master's wife. It was truly frustrating to compare oneself to another. Thinking of this, Ling Feng resolved to learn his craft successfully, and ideally surpass his master and win the master's wife's affections. He imagined fucking her and showing her what a real man with a thick penis could do.
Alas, how can one practice martial arts well with such frivolous thoughts!
When He Weiqiu heard Ling Feng's statement, he agreed with it. He nodded and said, "We will go down the mountain to carry water and practice your physical fitness in preparation for learning the skills."
Ling Feng couldn't help but ask: "Second Brother, why don't you carry a big rock or something else? Carrying water is not good."
He Weiqiu smiled and said, "Backwater requires skill. Water is dynamic, so it requires extreme balance and stability, otherwise it will overflow. The benefit of backwater training is that it can train the practitioner's balance and coping skills, which is something that stone cannot compare to."
Ling Feng nodded to show his agreement.
He Weiqiu explained, "Junior brother, it's dozens of miles from the top of the mountain to the waterway at the foot of the mountain. You must be well prepared..."
Ling Feng reiterated, "No problem."
He was a little scared. He had never done such a hard job since he was a child. Damn, he originally thought it would only take three or five miles, but he didn't expect to have to carry it down the mountain for another thirty or fifty miles. This was simply a life-threatening task.
You gave up being the eldest son of the family and came to work as a laborer. Dad, it seems you have misjudged me this time. Ling Feng cursed his father in his heart.
Soon, Second Senior Brother He Weiqiu gathered the disciples who had come to Beishui. They were all informal disciples, numbering several dozen in total. Ling Feng was surprised to discover that a dozen or so were female. It seemed that in Huashan's training, men and women were treated equally. Though the female disciples wore serious expressions, they were all as beautiful as flowers, each with their own unique charm. Seeing them, Ling Feng naturally felt a pang of itch, as if being tickled by a cat's melon seed. He felt his penis stir in his pants thinking about these women.
Ling Feng soon discovered that among Huashan's thousand disciples, there were over three hundred female disciples, each more delicate and beautiful than the last—literally, truly stunning beauties. The waters of Huashan are truly nourishing, the men handsome and the women beautiful. He couldn't help but wonder who these girls would marry in the future. Hehe, if they were all mine, I, Ling Feng, would be the most romantic emperor. With these thoughts in mind, he'd occasionally steal glances at them, imagining bending them over and taking them from behind. The girls noticed, but instead of glaring at him, they simply ignored him. This encouraged Ling Feng, who thought they were interested and wet for him.
After gathering the good people, Second Brother He Weiqiu gave each person a large bucket. The bucket had two straps, perfect for threading arms through it, keeping the bucket securely on his back. Ling Feng shouldered the bucket, looking like he'd accomplished his mission. The empty bucket, naturally, felt like carrying cotton. Just when Ling Feng thought that was the end of it, Second Brother He Weiqiu had everyone strap twenty-jin iron blocks to their ankles with a heavy clank. This made lifting a leg incredibly difficult.
"Is everything okay?" He Wei Qiu greeted.
"Okay!" Everyone answered in unison.
"Set off."
At He Weiqiu's command, everyone followed him.
As He Weiqiu and his group of dozens of people passed by the group of practitioners, Qin Wanfeng and Xie Linlan both looked up. Although Ling Feng wasn't the tallest or most striking among the group, the two beauties could still spot him. Xie Linlan, in particular, actually smiled sweetly at Ling Feng. This momentarily filled Ling Feng with a sense of fantasy, and he felt that life was infinitely beautiful, his cock twitching at her smile. Qin Wanfeng, on the other hand, glanced at him, but didn't smile.
It seems I, Ling Feng, am destined to be the center of attention at Huashan! Ling Feng was secretly delighted. While Ling Feng was lost in thought, the group had already passed through the square and headed towards the main gate. When Ling Feng wanted to look back at his two senior sisters, he was trapped in the group, his view obstructed, so he had no choice but to look forward.
A small group of dozens of people strode down the mountain in the golden sunlight. Fortunately, Ling Feng's light body skills were quite good, and he was able to keep up with the others. After descending the mountain, they had to walk through the town and it took a long time to reach the stream for water.
Instead of taking water from the stream flowing down the mountain, he had to walk thirty miles to get it. This is simply a matter of life and death.
It was a clear stream, winding and full of beautiful curves, and making a tinkling sound. The stream came from the mountains, and after passing through this place, it was impossible to see where it flowed to.
After everyone rested for a while, they filled the buckets with a splash. When they carried them again, the feeling was completely different. Ling Feng's first impression was that they were quite heavy and uncomfortable. It was natural; anyone carrying over a hundred pounds would feel uncomfortable.
Ling Feng looked at the other disciples, all carrying their belongings, regardless of comfort or discomfort. Ling Feng didn't want to fall behind and be laughed at, so he also readily took up his burden with a grunt. Under the command of his second senior brother, He Weiqiu, the group began to head back.
Ling Feng was filled with envy as soon as he saw his senior brother. After all, he was his senior brother. He didn't have to carry water on his back, he didn't have to do hard labor like me. It seemed he had to be the superior. In fact, he understood, having walked this path before. No one reaches the sky overnight, and the ice is three feet thick. Just bear with it. When I, Ling Feng, have mastered my skills, I can also be as glorious as him and fuck any woman I want.
Ling Feng had never experienced this kind of training before. He had been a pampered child. Although he had practiced martial arts, and his skills were quite good, after walking for a while, his speed slowed down a bit, and sweat began to form on his face. Looking at the others, most of them seemed to be able to do it with ease. Needless to say, this was the result of many days of training.
Second Senior Brother He Weiqiu came over and comforted Ling Feng, saying, "It will be tiring at first, but it will get better slowly."
Ling Feng smiled at him and said, "Brother, I understand. I can bear it."
As he spoke, he bent over, exerted force on his body to move the bucket upwards, and then he strode forward.
Seeing Ling Feng's effort, He Weiqiu smiled inwardly, thinking, "Although this child may be spoiled, he actually has a strong character." Very good, if he keeps up this way, he'll definitely become something special. Of all the brothers and sisters at Huashan, He Weiqiu was the oldest, almost the same age as his master's wife. Therefore, looking at his fellow disciple, who was half his age, he always treated him like a child. Although Ling Feng wasn't small in stature, he was actually no longer just a boy. Born into a wealthy family, he matured precociously, even at a young age, already fooling around with the maids and servants. Ling Feng was particularly proud of the fact that his penis was even thicker than that of an adult man, a fact he had proven at Yihonglou, Hangzhou's largest brothel. The unanimous evaluation was: a natural gift, with an indomitable penis!