The Nine Cauldrons

Book 2 Chapter 2 : The Difference Between the Past and the Present

In the blink of an eye Teng Qingshan turned three years old.

It was early in the morning. A boy with rosy lips and white teeths, dressed in cotton clothes was having breakfast with a kind-looking woman. It was Teng Qingshan and his mother, Yuan Lan.

“Qingshan, do you want a little brother or a little sister?” Yuan Lan looked benignly at her son.

“I want both.” Teng Qingshan opened his big mouth and gobbled up the whole bowl of porridge.

“Ah. Then I’ll give birth to twins.” Yuan Lan smiled while she touched her belly. Her belly bulged slightly; she was already four months pregnant.

“Mother, I finished eating.”

Teng Qingshan put down his bowl and chopsticks and ran out.

“Run slower, and watch your steps.” Yuan Lan hastily said. She then took a look at Teng Qingshan’s bowl and involuntarily shook her head while sighing, “Qingshan really has a huge appetite. He eats two loaves of bread and a big bowl of porridge in the morning. He is only three years old… but is already able to eat as much as me.”

Teng Qingshan, a three year old boy, had a huge appetite. When mentioning Teng Qingshan, most of the people in Teng Jia Village would sigh in admiration at his immense appetite.

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“Eating more is better…” Teng Qingshan muttered to himself while walked down a small path, “It means that my internal organs are mighty, that my absorption ability is strong, and that the vitality of my body is powerful.”

After coming to this world, Teng Qingshan lived a relaxed life. There were no enemies here, only parents that loved and cared for him deeply. However, playing with other two or three years old children was absolute torture for him!

Teng Qingshan was relieved at the lack of enemies and began training according to his plan.

As the ultimate Hitman and a previous grandmaster of Internal Martial Arts, Teng Qingshan knew very clearly when and what to train.

Although he is three years old this year, babies turn one year old the moment they’re born here. Which meant that in this world, he was in fact only two years old. He did not dare to do any strength training during the past two years. The only thing he could do for now was train his body’s flexibility and accelerate the growth of his bones.

Teng Qingshan based this kind of training method on ancient Yoga and basic Internal Martial Arts training.

Since a child’s body has good flexibility, it’s easier to train his flexibility than to train his strength.

An adult would need to train a year or so before he could split his legs in a straight line. However, children would only need ten to fifteen days. This was because children’s muscles and bones were more flexible, which was also due to their natural stage of growth and development.

The more flexible one’s body is, the more powerful one’s bones and muscles become, which is beneficial for practicing Internal Martial Arts.

“Qingshan, are you going to play in the training field?” On the way, there were some neighbors that smiled as they spoke to Teng Qingshan.

“Yes.” Teng Qingshan nodded.

The training field was an empty field that was at least 200 meters long and wide. Every morning, the men of Teng Jia Village would train there.

“Ha!”

“Ha!”

The forceful and powerful “Ha” sounds that transmitted from the front were like the sounds of rolling thunder.

Teng Qingshan finally reached the martial arts field. In the center of the field, hundreds of people stood in an orderly fashion. Everyone was topless and covered in sweat. Each of them carried spears, from time to time they repeatedly thrusted it towards their front as they shouted their slogan. As Teng Qingshan watched this scene, he couldn’t help but feel his blood start boiling..

On the edge of the training field, there were many kids staring with their eyes wide open.

“The top, shoulder, spear, feet and body should all be balanced!” A loud shout resounded across the whole training field. A thin and middle aged man with blazing eyes was walking in the center of the field. Suddenly, he lifted his foot and kicked the upper leg of a man holding a spear next to him, causing the man to stagger.

“Your body is wavering! Where is the strength of your waist? Did you waste all of that strength on some of your b*tches? Steady yourself now.” The thin man bellowed harshly.

“Yes, Master.” That man hastily stood still and did not dared to say even one word.