Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

June 21st was the summer solstice, the height of summer. On that day when the days began to get longer, a child got up before the sun rose.

He was Su Ping. After quietly closing the dormitory door, he turned and left, walking towards a courtyard of the private school.

In that courtyard, there were weapons masters, heavy stone pillars and other artifacts. It was obvious at first glance that it was a place for practicing and strengthening the body.

"Hmm haha!"

A burst of sonorous shouts came from the mouth of the shirtless man in the courtyard. Each shout was as shocking as a tiger's roar, shaking the surroundings.

Fortunately, the nearest inhabited courtyard had to pass through three courtyards before it could be reached. Otherwise, everyone would have been woken up before dawn.

Su Ping walked to the courtyard at this time, looked at the man holding a stone pillar in the center, and shouted: "Brother Zilu, I am here."

"Oh, it's my junior brother." Zilu put down the stone pillar and loosened his wrist, as if what he just did was just a warm-up and had not really started yet.

"You got up pretty early today too." Zilu said with a smile.

Su Ping nodded and said, "It's better to get up early to exercise, otherwise I'm afraid I won't have the energy to go to school later."

When Zilu heard this, he was even happier, with a smile on his face like a father with a child. He laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'll take you there. If you really can't make it, just ask for leave. We'll all understand!"

"Senior brother, stop joking and let's get started." Su Ping touched his nose.

"Okay, you start moving around and then continue with the horse stance. After the two incense sticks are burned out, I will teach you something else." Zilu clasped his hands in front of him. His strong and muscular body always gave people a sense of security.

Su Ping said "OK", then he took a step forward and did a horse stance. This was the exercise he had been doing every day since he had finished the task of annotating poems and essays.

At the beginning, Su Ping couldn't even last a whole stick of incense, because the horse stance really tested the core strength of the waist and horse. This was normal for people who had not trained for a long time.

Fortunately, Su Ping is still young, and his body is quick to adapt to all changes, so until now, he can keep moving and persist for two incense sticks.

Zilu looked at him, nodded slightly, and said with satisfaction: "For a beginner, you are already very good. Next, try resistance pacing."

After saying this, Zilu took Su Ping to a pond in the courtyard.

"When a person is in the water, the resistance to movement is greater than on land. Junior brother, you will have to stand in this pool to practice for a while."

Zilu's words then came out, "Take off your shoes and get into the water."

Su Ping followed his instructions, rolled up his trouser legs, and walked into the water.

The water level was not very high, only reaching Su Ping's calf height. It should be a reservoir specially made by Zilu, because such a height would have no training effect for the latter.

To practice martial arts, you must first train your body. Only with a strong body can you learn real martial arts, and among these, the foundation is lower body skills.

After all, if you stumble and fall when someone pushes you, then what's the point of fighting? What's the point of training? You might as well just carry water to gain strength, maybe that will be more useful.

Su Ping stood in the pool, feeling the cool breeze. He looked at his fellow student and waited for the next words.

"I'll catch you and you hide. Once you can avoid them, we'll start the next training." Zilu said slowly.

Su Ping looked strange. He had witnessed his senior's strength with his own eyes. This training would probably take several years.

Zilu looked at him, noticed the meaning in his expression, waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I will let him go, after all, we are just starting."

"Thank you so much, senior brother, for showing mercy." Su Ping stared at Zilu closely, not daring to miss a single thing. However, even so, he did not think he could escape, at least not in the near future.

Zilu chuckled and said, "Come on then!"

With a word, his body flashed, and his right hand popped out like lightning, landing on Su Ping in an instant.

Su Ping stared at the big hand on his body in a daze, his eyes flashing. He had not seen the speed of his senior brother's attack just now, and he didn't even notice the sign that he was going to attack.

At this speed, even if Su Ping didn't know any martial arts, and even if his body was only eight years old, he would not be completely blind to his fellow student's attack.

From this point, it can be seen that Su Ping did not choose the wrong person. Among those who practice martial arts, Zilu's strength, even if it is not the top, is at least not weak.

Zilu withdrew his palm and saw that the junior student had not spoken, so he asked: "How about, come again?"

Su Ping pondered. His purpose was to train himself. Since his senior brother clearly wanted to train him, there was no reason for him to refuse.

"Come again!"

"OK!"

It was already dawn, and the two of them were here, one standing in the water, the other standing on the shore, one hiding and the other catching, feeling very uncomfortable.

It was not until the sun rose and the students in each dormitory opened their doors and walked towards the cafeteria that the two of them showed signs of stopping.

Su Ping wiped the sweat off his forehead, panting, and said leisurely: "Sure enough... I can't dodge it even once."

"Don't be discouraged, take it slow. Practicing martial arts is not something that can be achieved overnight. You have great perseverance, little brother, and you will definitely achieve something." Zilu had a smile on his face, looking not tired at all.

Come to think of it, after all, he was a martial artist. Besides, he was just an adult, which was something Su Ping could not compare to at the moment. If an adult fought with a child and was sweating and panting, that would be abnormal.

"Let's go to the cafeteria, eat and continue practicing tomorrow!"

……

Every day after that, Su Ping would get up early to exercise, go to school, and then go back to the dormitory.

The training also went from being unable to dodge at all to gradually being able to dodge for a while before being caught.

Of course, this was also the result of more than ten days of training. After that, Su Ping added another training, which was running circles around Liyue Harbor.

According to Zilu, when Su Ping can run a full circle without collapsing, it will be time for him to practice the basics of martial arts.

However, to achieve this goal, Su Ping still has a long way to go.

But if you persist in exercising day after day for a long time, there will be progress. The foundation built up in this way will be as solid as the pillars of the earth, and you will not be in a situation where your body can no longer support you halfway through your exercise.

In addition to his physical improvement, Su Ping also made some progress in literature and he was ready to create a new work.

This time, it was no longer poetry, but novel-type literature. Because it had been so long, Su Ping thought that his literary skills were more solid and should be enough to write the story he wanted to express.

Anyway, he had no shortage of stories, but he was just afraid that the words wouldn't express his ideas well enough and he couldn't write down that feeling, so he didn't start writing before, and has been waiting until now.

What he wanted to write was based on his childhood experiences in his previous life, describing how a child grows up slowly in an environment where he has no parents and has to eat at many people's homes.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the logic and irrationality of the story, because how could it be wrong if it is a real experience?

At the desk in the dormitory, Su Ping wrote five elegant words on the blank paper: Cold Eyes and Bitterness.

Thinking back on his past, it doesn't feel inappropriate to use this as the title of the book. Instead, it seems quite meaningful, as if it is telling the truth.

The neighbors around him look at them coldly because of this fatherless and motherless child, and the sadness comes from the fact that the child has to endure all this while watching their families being happy.

To be honest, Su Ping was indeed a little jealous of them at that time. He was jealous that they had a complete family, while he could only live under someone else's roof and could never fit in.

He was jealous, but not hateful or resentful, and he certainly didn't have the idea of ​​destroying that warmth, because that was what they already had, and they would have it regardless of Su Ping being there or not.

Besides, even if he had a certain strength, what would it matter if he destroyed it? That would only cause more people to become displaced and suffer the cold eyes of others, just like him at that time.

Su Ping still remembers the pain that was like a thorn piercing his heart deeply. That's why he didn't destroy it all at that time. Besides being grateful, he didn't want them to end up like him.

He wouldn't do that at that time, and naturally, the people in the book wouldn't do that either. He is the author, and everything in the book is decided by him unless something unexpected happens. How could he let the world develop randomly?

"Novels usually have a paragraph at the beginning to describe the plot of the book..." Su Ping closed his eyes slightly, touched his chin, and when he opened his eyes again, he made a decision.

Then, he put pen to paper and wrote down what he was thinking and the emotions that had been accumulating in his heart during his experiences out there.

"I am a child without parental care, and grew up in a remote mountain village. That is my hometown and a place that cannot be erased from my memory. It is very complicated and I can't express it in words."

"But it was also an extremely important experience. It enabled me to make progress in the future. It was an indispensable time."

"I come from this contradictory story, and I will also move towards my own future..."

Su Ping seemed to be telling the truth, but also seemed to be writing with flourishes. Every word seemed to contain the true feelings in his heart, as if it was natural, making him feel that it should be written like this.

After writing this long paragraph, Su Ping sighed, read it again, then turned to the second page and wrote the beginning of the story.

"It was a remote mountain village. I was one of the children. Unlike the others, I had never seen my parents, so I lived under one roof... that was called "under someone else's roof..."

"I was eating a very unpalatable rice called Baijia Rice. It's not unpalatable in taste or texture, but unpalatable in the literal sense."

"My name is Su Bin!"