I Don’t Know Martial Arts, I’m Just Born Strong - Chapter 17

Chapter 17: It’s Still Early, Shall We Practice Some More?

Jiang He ordered a big plate of chicken and a few cold dishes.

His timing was impeccable.

Just as dinner time arrived, the big plate of chicken was ready.

“Ding!”

“Reasonable eating, strength +10kg.”

After dinner, they strolled around for a bit, and at Jiang He’s request, the two went to the park for a 20-minute night run.

After running.

The two sat down on a bench in a corner of the park, and Yun Yanchen asked, “Jiang He, your condition has improved a lot. What are your plans for the future?”

Jiang He didn’t feel the need to hide anything from Yun Yanchen.

He said, “I was poisoned with evil toxins, my meridians and qi sea were completely destroyed, and even the abilities I had awakened are gone. I won’t be able to practice martial arts in the future, so I can only follow the path of physical cultivation.”

Yun Yanchen’s eyes lit up, “As long as you don’t give up on yourself, no matter what choice you make, I will support you unconditionally… Pure physical cultivation might be difficult, but it’s not hopeless. Just let me know whatever resources you need.”

Jiang He shook his head, “I don’t need anything for now, but I’ll definitely speak up if I do.”

But soon, Yun Yanchen became worried again.

“I’ve heard that following the pure path of physical cultivation is very hard, requiring constant challenges to one’s own limits, and only by breaking limits time and again can one reach greater heights…”

“Why don’t you quit martial arts and start a business instead? I’ve saved a few million in private funds over the years. Consider it as me investing in you.”

Didn’t see that coming.

This girl is actually a little rich lady!

She’s beautiful, has a great figure, is wealthy, and even a “water type superhuman awakened.” It’s a pity I’m not in the position to pursue her, or else I’d definitely stick with Yun Yanchen.

As for everyone saying that the path of physical cultivation is hard…

Jiang He didn’t find it that hard.

Just need to eat healthily, exercise regularly, and take medicine appropriately, right?

He joked, “Thanks for the generous offer, little rich lady. If one day I really give up on martial arts, I’ll definitely come to you for sponsorship!”

Not until 10 p.m. did Jiang He get some barbecue from a small barbecue cart at the park entrance.

Yun Yanchen then drove Jiang He back to the Peaceful Mind Psychiatric Hospital.

Back in his room.

He practiced some basic martial arts for a while.

At midnight, Jiang He duly had his “midnight snack.”

“These chicken wings, these large kidneys!”

“So delicious…”

Jiang He ate with relish, couldn’t help but say, “Midnight snacks have to be like this to be energizing. Fruit platters and such are just rubbish…”

“Anyway, I’ve already got something on the dean, so he won’t refuse me going out for a midnight snack every night from now on.”

If only there was chilled beer.

Next time I go for a midnight snack, I must remember to buy two cases and chill them back in the VIP ward.

After a satisfying meal.

Jiang He took his fourth dose of “psychiatric medication” and the eighth dose of “Rehmannia Pills,” then contentedly lay down on the hospital bed.

“Ding!”

“Reasonable medication, strength +10kg.”

“Ding!”

“Reasonable medication, strength +10kg.”

Listening to the system’s notification sounds in his ear, Jiang He complained, “This system is too inhumane. Since reasonable eating, reasonable medication, reasonable exercise can all increase strength… then why doesn’t sleeping count as reasonable?”

Sleeping doesn’t increase strength?

Tsk!

Thumbs down!

After waking up.

Wash up.

Eat breakfast, take medicine, go for a morning run.

【Strength: 2030kg】

Glancing at the system attribute panel, Jiang He nodded in satisfaction, planning to head directly to the fourth floor of the inpatient department.

Just as he was leaving his room…

He heard a familiar voice.

Turning his head, Jiang He saw the young and handsome Dr. Feng Shaoyu, accompanied by several nurses, checking the rooms and talking about “increasing the dosage” and such.

“Dr. Feng…”

Jiang He approached with a smile on his face.

Feng Shaoyu’s expression changed slightly, wanting to flee, but Jiang He blocked his way, chuckling, “Dr. Feng, may I have a word with you?”

Feng Shaoyu: “No!”

Jiang He: “You wouldn’t want photos of yourself to spread all over the hospital, would you?”

Feng Shaoyu, grinding his teeth, turned to the nurses and said, “You go to the next room. I have a few questions to ask Jiang He alone.”

In room 207.

Jiang He locked the door and punched Feng Shaoyu in the chest twice.

Feng Shaoyu winced in pain but dared not make a sound, fearing that the nurses and patients outside might hear. With a whiny tone, he said, “Big Brother Jiang, Grandpa Jiang… I haven’t offended you, why are you always picking on me?”

Jiang He: “Nothing much, just testing my fists… Alright, continue your rounds, I’m leaving.”

In his heart, he secretly thought.

“It seems my guess was right, hitting ordinary people doesn’t count as a 【battle】.”

Arriving at the fourth floor.

Seeing Li Si and Wang Mazi, Jiang He asked, “Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, where’s Third Brother?”

Wang Mazi said, “Third Brother had some business to attend to and will be back in a few days… Old Six, this place is too small, let’s go to the rooftop to practice the saber.”

The inpatient department of the psychiatric hospital has a total of four floors.

At the end of the corridor, there’s a door leading to the rooftop.

However, this door is usually locked.

Wang Mazi used his hand as a saber, lightly slicing, and the iron lock broke apart with a snap.

On the rooftop, he threw the Silence Blade to Jiang He, saying, “The saber techniques I learned require true qi to be activated to unleash their power. You are following the path of pure physical cultivation, so my saber techniques are not suitable for you.”

“You have practiced basic martial arts saber techniques, so you should know the use of a saber… Regardless of the technique, the basics are the same: slash, cut, chop, pare, hack, and stab.”

“These things, you can practice on your own. In battle, use whatever move feels right.”

“What I’m going to teach you today is my understanding of saber techniques, the spirit of a saber wielder…”

“The saber is a weapon for fighting on the battlefield. As a saber wielder, one should be fearless and advance forward without hesitation. This is about spirit; without this spirit, the saber is not truly a saber… So, if you want to truly master the saber, you must experience life and death battles.”

Boom!

A terrifying aura burst forth from Wang Mazi!

Under the pressure of this aura, Jiang He felt almost unable to stand, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, and Wang Mazi, in his eyes, became even more towering and invincible!

However, this feeling did not cause Jiang He to retreat.

Instead, there was a trace of excitement in his heart.

His hands, holding the Silence Blade, were trembling slightly with that excitement!

“Kill!”

Jiang He roared lowly.

Facing the tremendous pressure, he took a bold step forward and swung his saber towards Wang Mazi!

“Good!”

On the side.

Li Si’s eyes brightened, and he couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration!

Wang Mazi was indeed not a grandmaster.

But his saber intent was stronger than most grandmasters. For Jiang He, a novice in saber techniques, to make a move under such a state… This determination was indeed admirable.

“Ding!”

“You have experienced a battle, strength +10kg.”

An hour later.

Jiang He was drenched in sweat, tiredly collapsing to the ground.

“So tired…”

“Wang Mazi is too harsh… under the oppression of his aura, every time I swung the saber, I had to use all my strength, as if I was carrying hundreds or thousands of pounds!”

Jiang He felt sore all over, not wanting to move at all.

Li Si approached, angrily saying, “Get up, is this your limit?”

Jiang He used the saber as support to struggle to his feet.

“Watch closely…”

Li Si stepped forward, dancing around the rooftop like performing a ritual.

However, Jiang He noticed that every step Li Si took left a half-inch deep footprint.

“My training for you is relatively simple. You just need to run eight laps around the rooftop following my footprints. Remember… do not step wrong. If you step wrong once, you have to run an extra lap.”

Under normal circumstances.

Jiang He would have scoffed.

Just this?

Aren’t feet enough?

But now, after being pushed to his limits by Wang Mazi, his legs felt as if they were filled with lead. Each step brought a tearing pain in his muscles.

Almost completing a lap.

But at the last step, he relaxed his concentration…

And stepped off track!

Damn it!

Jiang He internally complained, starting back at the beginning to continue “running circles.”

Wang Mazi and Li Si squatted aside, smoking, saying, “Fourth brother, you’re being too harsh with the extra training… The kid is already at his limit from my training. Aren’t you afraid of overworking him?”

“What’s there to be afraid of?”

Li Si exhaled smoke, casually saying, “I’ll prepare a medicinal ointment for him tonight. He’ll be fine after a sleep.”

He paused.

Then, sighing, said, “I like this kid, Old Six. We’re about to leave… Let’s teach him as much as we can. He’s young; it’s okay for him to suffer a bit.”

“But you, maintaining your aura and saber intent at that intensity for an hour… must be quite tiring, right?”

After another lap.

Jiang He stopped.

Before Li Si could speak, Jiang He said, “Fourth brother, no rush… Let me take some medicine first.”

Taking out a bottle of “Rehmannia Pills” from his pocket, Jiang He took three pills.

“Ding!”

“Reasonable medication, strength +10kg.”

As the system’s notification sound rang in his mind, Jiang He felt the fatigue on his body seemed to fade a bit, and he immediately started “running circles” again.

Soon.

Four laps were completed.

Jiang He stopped again.

Before Li Si could speak, Jiang He said, “Fourth brother, don’t rush… It’s mealtime, let’s eat first, and then continue training.”

Wang Mazi said, “You keep training. I’ll have someone bring the food up.”

“Okay!”

Jiang He said, “By the way, Fifth Brother, remember to have the nurse bring my medicine over too.”

“Ding!”

“Reasonable eating, strength +10kg.”

“Ding!”

“Reasonable medication, strength +10kg.”

After lunch, after taking medicine.

Jiang He “ran” another lap.

【Exercise after lunch】!

“Ding!”

“Reasonable exercise, strength +10kg.”

With strength increasing yet again, Jiang He felt the fatigue and soreness on his body lighten even more. He began to jog following Li Si’s footprints, even running faster and faster. Originally supposed to run 9 laps, he ran 18 laps.

Stopping.

Jiang He looked relaxed.

Considering there were still two more 【battles】 left for the day, he said, “Fifth Brother, why are you sitting there?”

“It’s still early.”

“Shall we practice some more?”

Li Si: “……”

Wang Mazi: “???”

(End of the chapter)