uprising system

Chapter 3

It’s time for the last class of the day, which is basic martial arts

The students all went to the dojo where the class is held

After five minutes of waiting, the teacher master Li entered the dojo

“Good morning class. Sorry for being late.Today, I will be teaching you an advanced martial arts skill called dragon strike ,” Master Li began, his eyes carrying the weight of years spent mastering the martial arts. “This technique is not just about physical prowess; it’s an art, a symphony of strength and skill.”

He gestured for the students to assume their stances, each one finding their center, mirroring the poised readiness of a dragon about to take flight. “Imagine yourself as the guardian of ancient legends, drawing energy from the very ground beneath you. The Dragon Strike is not just a move; it’s a connection to the mythical.”

With a controlled breath, Master Li continued, “As your arms extend, feel the wings of the dragon unfurling, majestic and powerful. The lower body, your foundation, remains anchored, much like the dragon’s tail that keeps it grounded even in flight.”

His words painted a vivid picture, and the students hung on every syllable, envisioning themselves as mythical creatures mastering the art of combat. “Precision is the key point of this skill,” Master Li emphasized. “Picture yourself navigating the air, swift and agile. The Dragon Strike is a dance with the unseen,

Master Li surveyed the eager faces of his students, his eyes landing on Paul, he looked focused and displayed the skill better than other students.

“Paul, step forward,” Master Li beckoned, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

Paul approached the center of the dojo with a proud look. The other students watched, captivated, as Master Li began to elaborate further, using Paul as a living canvas for his teachings.

“Paul embodies the body close to what is required for the Dragon Strike,” Master Li explained, his voice carrying the weight of experience. “Watch closely as he becomes the vessel for the dragon’s essence.”

When Paul was called, many were not surprised because he is the strongest in their class

With a nod from Master Li, Paul assumed his stance, his body a testament to the balance between strength and grace. The dojo seemed to hold its breath as Master Li guided Paul through the initial motions, explaining each subtle nuance of the technique.

“Feel the earth beneath you, Paul,” Master Li instructed. “Imagine the dragon awakening within, its wings extending with power and purpose.”

As Paul executed the initial movements, he looked like a dragon looking down on his prey. His arms moved with a newfound fluidity, capturing the imagined wingspan of the mythical creature. The students observed, captivated by the transformation occurring before them.

“Notice the rooted stability in his lower body,” Master Li continued, “mirroring the dragon’s unwavering tail. This is the foundation that grounds the technique, allowing the upper body to soar.”

Paul moved with a controlled precision, embodying the spirit of the dragon in each motion. The dojo echoed with the whispers of Master Li’s guidance, blending seamlessly with the imagined echoes of dragon roars.

“Precision, agility, and intention,” Master Li emphasized. “Paul, through his dedication, illustrates the potential within each of you to master the Dragon Strike. Now, let see how far you've gone with your practice.”

"Is anyone willing to spa with Paul and learn from him?" Master li asked

many students raised their hands but one of them stood out. It was. Seth he too raised his hand.

“I choose Seth,” Paul said before master li could choose