EFB Chapter 80 Balance
Chapter 80 Balance
Ling Kuo didn't say much.
He simply raised his hand, and a flash of light appeared.
The building blocks, plush toys, and rubber balls on the lawn were instantly removed and replaced with a brand new set of equipment.
A low balance beam about 30 centimeters high and half an arm's width, a weighted roly-poly seat, and a set of soft, curved path mats laid on the ground.
Then, another flash.
In front of Hao Jiajia, there was also a simplified version that was smaller in size and brighter in color.
"We're changing the activity today." Ling Kuo squatted down and patted the surface of the balance beam. "Crawl sideways, from left to right, then from right to left. Use all four limbs, and don't fall off."
He then pointed to the roly-poly cushion: "Sit on this, relax your body, and sway with it. Practice for as long as it can sway without falling over."
"Target—" His voice was as calm as still water, "Core stability. You'll need to run, jump, and fight in the future, and the ground can't stay flat forever."
Jiang Yun glanced at the balance beam.
Thirty centimeters high is no different from the ground for an adult. But for this two-month-old baby, it's equivalent to standing on a narrow wall half a story high.
Okay. Come on.
He climbed onto the left end of the balance beam, braced his hands on the narrow side, and lowered his knees.
First step, steady. Second step, wobbling.
Step 3 —
"Thump."
It fell down.
Fortunately, it was only 30 centimeters long, and the cushion was thick, so it didn't hurt when my bottom hit the ground. But it hurt my self-esteem a little.
"Again." Ling Kuo's voice was harder than a balance beam.
Jiang Yun rolled over and climbed back up. This time she took four steps, one more than last time, and then rolled off to the side in an even more undignified position.
Hao Jiajia next to her also climbed onto her smaller, shorter balance beam—
I took a step.
"Smack!"
He lay face down on the balance beam, then slid down with a "yikes" like a little eel.
"Waaah..."
Seeing that her little mouth was about to pout and cry, Jiang Yun rolled over from the cushion and grabbed her arm.
"fine."
Hao Jiajia looked up, her big, teary eyes meeting his, then at the balance beam. She sniffed and climbed back up.
Jiang Yun stood protectively by her side, only letting go after she had regained her balance, before returning to her training position herself.
Ling Kuo witnessed this scene, but he said nothing.
But that bubble of emotion floated out again—
[Knowing how to take care of others. Good.]
A morning passed.
Jiang Yun climbed back and forth on the balance beam countless times. At first, he would fall after only three or four steps, then he could climb half of it, and finally, on his last attempt, he almost traversed the entire balance beam.
The roly-poly seat cushion is even more torturous.
The bottom is curved, so it starts to wobble when you sit on it. You have to use your core strength to counteract the inertia and maintain your balance.
For an infant whose lumbar spine is not yet fully developed, this thing is practically torture, but since his bones have been tempered with meteorite bone, it's not too bad.
Training ended in the afternoon.
Ling Kuo took away the equipment and then conjured up something else.
A wooden bathtub.
The water in the bathtub was a pale amber color, with a rich but not pungent medicinal fragrance, carrying a mellow herbal aroma.
"My fourth great-aunt's medicinal bath recipe."
As Ling Kuo spoke, she reached out to test the water temperature, her rough fingertips tracing the surface a few times. "I readjusted the temperature, specifically for someone your age. Soak for twenty minutes to relieve muscle fatigue and promote soft tissue development."
Jiang Yun was lifted by the back of her collar and placed into the bathtub.
The moment the warm medicine flowed over my shoulder—
"hiss--"
Comfortable.
so comfy.
The soreness, stiffness, and slight pain accumulated from a full day of high-intensity training melted away quickly, like an ice cube being thrown into hot water.
The medicinal properties penetrate the skin, seeping along muscle fibers and nerve endings, bringing a tingling and warm sensation, as if every inch of muscle is being kneaded and stretched by an invisible hand.
Jiang Yun's eyelids drooped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He struggled for three seconds, then gave up.
He tilted his head to the side, leaned against the edge of the bathtub, and fell asleep.
Her little mouth opened slightly, and a bubble emerged.
Lingkuo stood beside him for two seconds, then reached out and straightened his head a little to make sure he wouldn't slip into the water.
Then they silently stood still, without moving.
Half an hour later, Jiang Ren tiptoed over, scooped up the soundly sleeping Jiang Yun, dried her off, and wrapped her in a soft bath towel.
"Uncle, he seems really tired..."
"It's from practice." Ling Kuo put away the bathtub. "You must be tired."
Jiang Ren hesitated for a moment, then said nothing and carried Jiang Yun back into the house.
in the afternoon.
When Jiang Yun woke up, the first thing she did was check her sea of consciousness.
Sure enough, two brand-new white entries floated above the soul's torso—
Through balance and coordination training, you have initially established a coordinated pathway between your core muscles and vestibular system.
[Your own Dao body and life soul have awakened the characteristic: Coordination Enhancement (White)]
[Coordination Enhancement (White): Permanently increases physical coordination by 5% and balance by 5%]
[Advanced Method: Coordination + Balance Training (0/10)]
It's a white start again, and the daily limit is 1 point.
But Jiang Yun didn't think it was too little at all.
These white entries are like individual bricks; they may seem insignificant, but when stacked together, they form a city wall.
He silently calculated: the keywords he currently had accumulated—
Full-bodied (green), absorption efficiency +20%, continuing breastfeeding progress.
Power Control (White), Precision +5%, Progress 1/10.
Muscle Enhancement (White): Muscle and nerve strength +20%, progress 1/10.
Coordination Enhancement (White): Coordination + Balance each +5%, Progress 0/10.
Four lines running in parallel.
Ten days later, Strength Control and Muscle Enhancement will turn green.
In two more days, coordination and reinforcement will be able to catch up.
By then, his muscles, nerves, coordination, and precision will have made up for all his shortcomings. Combined with the bone structure of the Meteorite Bone, it's unknown how much the power of Heavenly Starfall will be enhanced.
He turned over and went back to sleep.
In the afternoon, besides playing with toys, they also play on the balance beam and the roly-poly toy.
My childhood is becoming more and more organized.
Day three.
Lingkuo's training program has been upgraded once again.
He pulled out three soft balls from his pocket—red, yellow, and blue, respectively, about the size of a fist, soft in texture, and elastic to the touch.
"Watch closely."
Lingkuo tossed the red ball up.
It moved very slowly, almost drawing an arc in the air in slow motion.
"Catch it."
Jiang Yun reached out, her small palm open—the ball landed on the edge of her fingertips, bounced, and slid away.
"Keep your eyes on it, and wait for the landing point with your hands."
Throw it again.
This time, Jiang Yun concentrated, his dark eyes fixed on the red ball, anticipating its landing point, and moved his arm sideways—
It caught.
On the fourth day, the next part was strength training.
Ling Kuo seemed to have discovered that he would train on his own after class, and the training subjects were switched to the order of exertion.
Ling Kuo moved a soft baffle over and fixed it to the ground.
"Kick it. Use your feet."
Jiang Yunping lay on the soft cushion, his feet braced against the partition.
"When you exert force, it starts from your toes, travels to the soles of your feet, then to your ankles, calves, thighs, and finally your waist."
Ling Kuo gently placed one hand on Jiang Yun's lower abdomen, feeling the exertion of his core muscles.
"Pass it up section by section. Don't send it all out at once."