The item I showed was the Belly Sucking Bowl.
Performing this kind of skill actually required a lot of skill. When I first started practicing this skill, I suffered a lot. Moreover, it was under the guidance of an expert that I was able to practice it.
On the surface, this performance looked quite simple, but in fact, it was very 'high-tech'.
I took off my shirt and exposed my back, revealing my strong chest and abdominal muscles. All the foreign students were amazed.
The Russian female student, Sharana, screamed in surprise, "Wow, Instructor Zhao's body is really good!"
It was not an exaggeration to say that my body was not bad.
It was not fat or thin, but it was definitely not the type that looked scary.
My muscles looked natural, but they did not lack strength. They looked strong, but they did not lack softness.
This was the result of my continuous scientific training every day …
My prop was very ordinary. It was an ordinary porcelain bowl.
Holding the bowl in my hand, I took a stance and gathered my energy in my dantian. Then, I placed the bowl on my abdomen.
The bowl was sucked in by my abdomen. When I stood up straight, it was still fine.
The students felt that this performance was very ordinary, so it did not cause a sensation. Instead, it caused a lot of doubts.
The Malaysian student was the first to ask, "Instructor Zhao, what is this performance trying to express?
Is this performance very difficult to do? I feel that I should be able to do it. As long as I find a way to expel the air in the bowl, it will be normal for it to be sucked in by the abdomen. "
Keszew also nodded, "Yes, yes.
It is not difficult to make the bowl suck in by the abdomen.
Instructor Zhao's performance was too perfunctory. I feel that it was not as good as Instructor Song's and Instructor Li's performances. "
Foreigners were usually very direct. They would not consider other people's feelings.
Especially Keszew, it was even more so.
To be exact, when I first started the special training, it was very difficult for me to accept the behavior of the foreign guards who interrupted the instructor's lecture and asked questions. But later, I considered that the culture of different countries was different. In many countries, it was the custom. Especially in countries like the United States and the United Kingdom, students were very active and free to speak. It was not like in China, where it was considered very impolite to interrupt a teacher's lecture.
On the contrary, in many countries, the kind of students who actively asked questions and expressed their personal opinions were the most valued by the teachers.
Cultural differences led to many differences between countries in the East and the West.
I must understand.
Thus, I didn't get angry because of everyone's doubts. I just smiled and didn't say anything.
At this time, a Russian male student, Nylon, walked forward and said, "Instructor Zhao, I want to try your bowl to see if it's really sucked into your stomach.
If it was truly attracted, like a magnet, then your performance could be considered successful.
Otherwise, it's just as Keszew said, you're just brushing us off! "
I patted the bottom of the bowl with one hand and smiled at Nylon. "Alright, you can try it."
Teo Nylon walked up to me. First, he stood in front of me and studied me for a while. Then, he began to touch me with his hands and gradually increased his strength, trying to remove the bowl from my body.
However, he tried three times but failed.
"Too tight, too tight, the suction is too tight," Nylon Leo muttered to himself as he pulled the bottom of the bowl down.
The students' eyes widened, and they held their breaths as they stared in shock at the porcelain bowl that was sucked onto my stomach.
What surprised them was that the porcelain bowl seemed to have grown out of my body. No matter how hard the nylon ball tried, it didn't move at all.
In the end, Nylon Leo shrugged his shoulders and said to the students, "Unbelievable, it's really unbelievable. I can't even move a bowl … I believe that Instructor Zhao's Kung Fu is real. He didn't lie to us. This performance is amazing …"
Nylon Leo waved his arms as if he still had doubts about my performance.
However, he was more impressed than anything else.
However, it wasn't over yet. Keszew took a step forward and said, "Let me try. I'm sure I can find evidence to prove that this performance isn't as magical as we thought."
I nodded at him. "You can give it a try too."
Keszew walked forward and studied the bowl. He touched it with his hand and mumbled to himself, "It's really unbelievable. How did this bowl get sucked into your stomach?"
Now, every student was looking at me and Kesef with a pair of attentive eyes, as if they were waiting for some mystery to be revealed.
I knew that some of them were hoping that I would make a fool of myself and that Keszew would be able to easily remove the bowl from my body.
Keszew tried a few times. He gripped the bottom of the bowl with both hands and exerted more force.
However, the bowl didn't budge.
Keszew continued to pull and twist the bowl. Despite using all his strength, the bowl didn't budge at all. It was as if it was attached to my stomach.
I noticed that Keszew's face was covered in sweat.
The other students looked on in shock. Who could ever have guessed that an ordinary porcelain bowl could be sucked into one's abdomen using Chinese energy arts? Furthermore, it was so tight that even two students tried to pull at it, but it didn't budge at all.
The students were so shocked that their mouths didn't close for a long time. They stared at the bowl on my stomach and made all kinds of guesses.
Keszew was disappointed and exasperated when he saw that the bowl couldn't be loosened. However, he didn't give up. He squatted down and used all his strength to hold the bowl. He kept exerting more force, and his face was distorted because of the excessive force.
Instructor Fang saw Keszew's stubbornness and knew that he wanted to embarrass me. He stepped forward and complained to Keszew, "Keszew, why are you doing this? Look at how hard you're holding it. Your eyeballs are about to pop out!"
After Instructor Fang said that, many students started to complain about Keszew's behavior.
The Russian guard, Sharana, said, "Keszew, don't waste your energy. Instructor Zhao's Kung Fu is really good. You have already seen it. Why do you have to break the bowl?"
Marisia used a Chinese idiom and said to Keszew, "Keszew, you're wasting your energy. Instructor Zhao's Kung Fu is profound. How can you break it?"
"…"
The students' objections were getting stronger and stronger. Many people were reprimanding Keszew for making a fuss over nothing.
Their doubts had now turned into worry for me and disgust for Keszew's behavior.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened.
With a 'bang', Keszew was hit and squatted on the ground.
Because he continued to use too much force, the bottom of the bowl suddenly burst and broke. The huge force pushed him back.
But what surprised everyone was that even if the bottom of the bowl was broken, the bowl still didn't leave my stomach.
The whole special training team was in an uproar. Even the instructors were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.
What was even more exaggerated was that Keszew's fingers were unfortunately injured because he used too much force. Bright red blood immediately dyed his whole hand red.
Only then did I pull back my power, and the porcelain bowl that had its bottom pulled off finally fell from my body.
At this time, what else could everyone give me except applause?
Thunderous applause sounded, and even a few students began to cheer. The American student, Pablo, shouted, "Instructor Zhao, you performed a miracle. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it even if you beat me to death!"
The Russian female guard, Sharana, said, "Wonderful, really wonderful!
I can't imagine that a human's body can attract things like a magnet. Oh, no, no, it's much stronger than a magnet's attraction.
Chief Instructor Zhao, you're amazing, amazing! "
"…"
The cheers and praises were still incessant, but I raised my hand to stop all the applause and praises.
I looked at the battered Keszew. His hands were covered in blood, and it was still flowing out.
I turned to Instructor Hou and said, "Instructor Hou, take Keszew to the medical room and bandage his wounds!"
Hou Yongdong nodded and moved closer to Keszew. He raised his head and said, "Let's go, Keszew. Let's see if you still want to show off!"
However, Keszew ignored Hou Yongdong's good intentions. He coldly snorted and said, "What's a little blood? I, Keszew, am not that weak. I'm not a coward!"
Then, he entered the team and wiped his hands on his training uniform as if nothing had happened.
Kessef was really strong-willed. However, although he appeared to be so tough, there was clearly a peculiar emotion on his face.
Perhaps it was only at this moment that he completely believed in the strength of China's Body Hardening Technique.
The students looked at me excitedly, their eyes filled with longing and expectation.
I put on my uniform, and Instructor Fang came over to help me tidy it up. I looked at the team. It was quiet, and no one dared to make a sound to break this quiet atmosphere.
I felt a strong sense of satisfaction in my heart.
Now that they had completely recognized China's Body Hardening Technique, teaching them would be much easier!
I couldn't help but squeeze out a smile from the corner of my mouth.
The Body Hardening Technique demonstration this time had achieved great results. It had greatly aroused the students' interest and passion for China's Body Hardening Technique.
Once he was interested, he would be able to practice anything with ease.
In the morning, we mainly grasped the basics of Body Hardening Technique. All the students had deep expectations and longing for the Body Hardening Technique class.
However, I didn't expect that so many students would ask me about the 'Iron Crotch Skill' in private.
The American guard, Pablo, was especially fond of the Iron Crotch Technique. He came to me three times, begging me to teach him the Iron Crotch Technique no matter what.
I told Pablo the truth that I didn't know any Iron Crotch Technique. I had only seen China's Body Hardening Technique master practice it.
However, Pablo didn't believe me. He said that I deliberately didn't teach him.
Pablo said, "Instructor Zhao, do you know? After listening to you, I've become obsessed with the Iron Crotch Technique.
I think I'm a good seedling to practice the Iron Crotch Technique. I'll be satisfied as long as I can practice the Iron Crotch Technique well on my trip to China. "
Pablo spoke excitedly. He kept showing his determination to me, begging me not to be stingy with my teachings.
However, I told him truthfully, "I'm sorry, Pablo. I really don't know any Iron Crotch Technique.
If you really want to practice it, you can buy some books and study it yourself. Many people rely on books to practice. "
Pablo shook his head and said, "Oh, no.
Instructor Zhao, you should know that I'm an American. Perhaps for China people, reading books isn't a problem. You have the foundation, the foundation of Chinese Kung Fu.
However, I'm different. I have to start from scratch. I must have a master to guide me. Otherwise, I won't be able to make any progress. "
I couldn't help but beat around the bush. "Pablo, you should practice the basics of Body Hardening Technique first. When you reach a certain level, I'll find a way to teach you the Iron Crotch Technique."
Pablo thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, it's settled then."
I asked with interest, "Pablo, why do you want to learn the Iron Crotch Technique so much?"
Pablo smiled. "It's for the sake of … a happy life after marriage."