High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 10 presents a clear contrast.
Not long after, footsteps were heard at the entrance of the martial arts school, and Zhou Heyuan walked in.

He changed into a brand-new set of designer sportswear, looking radiant and walking with a steady gait, a stark contrast to his slightly lazy demeanor on the first day.

His eyes were filled with confidence and composure after receiving guidance.

"Qin Feng, Xiao Li, you two are really up early."

Zhou Heyuan walked over with a smile, his voice loud and clear.

His gaze swept over the two of them, finally settling on Qin Feng. He lowered his voice and said with a hint of boasting, "Last night when I got back, I took a medicinal bath using the method Teacher Li taught me. This morning, my vitality index actually increased by 0.01 compared to yesterday."

"Master Sun's plan for me is to practice in the 1.3x gravity room this morning. He said my foundation is good, and as long as I can internalize this 'spiral force,' it won't be a problem for my vitality index to reach 0.9 before the high school entrance exam, and I might even have a chance to touch the 1.0 threshold!"

1.0, that's the admission score for a top-tier martial arts high school.

This means that one has officially stepped into the threshold of becoming a first-level martial artist.

Upon hearing these words, Liu Xiaoli stopped what he was doing, a hint of undisguised envy in his eyes.

He silently turned around and continued practicing his body-strengthening method, but the sluggishness in his movements seemed to have increased.

Qin Feng glanced at him, feeling a little surprised.

Zhou Yuanhe spent yesterday in the gravity chamber, took a medicinal bath, and practiced spiral energy. After resting all night, his vitality index only increased by 0.01?
He improved by 0.03 after his practice yesterday, and by another 0.05 this morning, which is much higher than Zhou Yuanhe's improvement.

Qin Feng was suspicious. Could he be a genius?

In this era, the core of martial arts is to break down and then rebuild. Generally speaking, those who are naturally compatible with their physical body and spiritual energy, and who have a high utilization rate of their abilities, will improve much faster than ordinary people. This is what is known as a genius.

"I'll take some time to test my psionic compatibility."

Qin Feng thought to himself.

The gap between the three was already invisibly widened from the moment they made their choices.

At 9:00 a.m. sharp, the trainees arrived one after another.

A young man of medium build and with a serious face walked to the center of the training field.

He wore the same uniform as Li Weiguo, but had a more capable demeanor, sharp eyes like an eagle, and a military-like sense of discipline as he surveyed the entire room.

Good morning, everyone.

His voice was clear and powerful, without any superfluous emotion, “I am your day coach, Lin Weiping. Before Coach Li Weiguo arrives in the evening, I will be responsible for instructing you on the ‘Imperial Basic Body Training Method’.”

He paused, then continued, "My requirements are simple. First, obey orders; second, give it your all. I don't want to see any form of laziness or slackness during training. Now, everyone, warm-up exercises, begin!"

Lin Weiping's teaching style is completely different from Li Weiguo's.

Because Li Weiguo was originally a junior high school teacher, he would unconsciously take on the role of a "homeroom teacher" when teaching. He would show extra care for "top students" like Zhou Heyuan, while feeling a bit of regret and helplessness towards "poor students" like Qin Feng and Liu Xiaoli.

His attitude clearly showed a difference between close and distant relationships.

Lin Weiping, on the other hand, is like a precisely operating machine.

He treats all students with absolute fairness and impartiality.

He would walk up to Liu Xiaoli and, without any politeness, kick his shin with his toe: "Unbalanced, weak stance! Lower your stance by three inches and straighten your back!"

He would also walk up to a student who seemed to come from a well-off family, frown and correct his movements: "'Mountain Opening' stance isn't about raising your hands, it's about using the power of your waist and hips to send your fist out! Your power is scattered, start over!"

When it was Qin Feng's turn, Lin Weiping's gaze lingered on him for a moment.

"Your movements are very standard."

He first gave a positive answer.

Then, he changed the subject: "But standards don't mean perfection. Your punching speed can be three points faster. At the moment of exertion, tighten your muscle contraction a little more. Try to find that feeling of shattering the air with every punch."

His guidance was precise, concise, and to the point, without a single superfluous word.

No matter who it is, if their movements are not in place, he will immediately step forward to correct them.

He won't praise you more because you're talented, nor will he feel pity for you because you have a poor foundation. In his eyes, everyone is just a "student".

Qin Feng really likes this style.

He doesn't need sympathy or extra attention. All he needs is a guide to pull him back on track when he goes astray.

Lin Weiping is exactly that kind of person.

Under Lin Weiping's guidance, a full day of training officially began.

Qin Feng once again entered that state of cultivation where he was completely absorbed in the world around him.

He ignored all the noise around him and immersed himself entirely in practicing the Imperial Basic Body Tempering Method.

"Opening mountains", "moving mountains", "suppressing the sea"...

Nine moves that he knew by heart were performed again and again in his hands.

Sweat streamed down his forehead, back, and chest, quickly soaking through his training clothes. The sweat, heated by his body heat, turned into white steam that swirled around him.

The soreness in his muscles surged like waves, assaulting his nerves.

Every exertion felt like tearing apart muscle fibers.

Every breath was accompanied by a burning pain.

He treated his body like a piece of stubborn iron that needed to be forged through countless trials, and each extreme training session was a form of tempering.

After he completed the ninth round of the body-strengthening technique, his body's energy was completely drained.

His vision went black, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to one knee with a thud, gasping for breath, his chest heaving like a broken bellows.

Just as my body reached its limit, at the edge of my vision, that familiar pale blue light screen silently refreshed.

[Refining Technique: Imperial Basic Body Tempering Method (Beginner Level)]

[Proficiency +1]

[Proficiency: 9/100]

Qin Feng did not stop immediately.

He propped himself up on his knees, swayed as he stood up, walked to the rest area on the sidelines, picked up his water bottle, and drank the water in one gulp.

After a brief five-minute rest, as the suffocating feeling of being on the verge of collapse subsided slightly, he dragged his weak legs back to the training area. Once again, he assumed the starting stance.

This almost self-destructive training method drew the attention of the other trainees in the training ground.

"Is this guy... courting death?"

"He's already exhausted twice today, hasn't he? And he's still going?"

"I heard he used to have a health problem and just recovered. Isn't he afraid of ruining his health by training like this?"

"Crazy, really a madman."

Lin Weiping also noticed Qin Feng's madness.

He stood not far away, observing Qin Feng expressionlessly for a full ten minutes.

Qin Feng's movements, due to physical exhaustion, had begun to show extremely slight distortion.

But his mind remained highly focused; with every punch and every turn, he continued to strive for standard and perfection.

Lin Weiping frowned almost imperceptibly, but ultimately did not step forward to stop him.

At the Extreme Martial Arts Academy, he had seen too many teenagers like this.

Especially during the annual middle school entrance examination and stream allocation season, there is always a group of students who are usually aimless and have been judged by the school as having "no future". After being severely hit by reality, they suddenly wake up and try to make up for the waste of the past three years in the last month.

They will, like Qin Feng, unleash astonishing willpower and cultivate in a way that is almost like burning themselves out.

This spirit deserves recognition.

But the path of martial arts is never a smooth road that can be traversed by passion and willpower alone.

Talent, resources, time, and proper guidance... all of these are indispensable.

Lin Weiping's job is to guide their movements and ensure they don't get injured due to incorrect posture.

As for the intensity of training that the trainees choose, that's their own business.

A martial arts gym is not a school, and an instructor is not a babysitter.

On the road to becoming a strong person, everyone must take responsibility for their choices.

Time passes minute by minute.

During lunch break, while other trainees went to the nutrition restaurant in twos and threes, Qin Feng quietly ate the two energy bars he had brought, drank half a pot of water, and then continued to immerse himself in training.

[Refining Technique: Imperial Basic Body Forging Technique (Beginner Level)]

[Proficiency +1]

[Proficiency: 10/100]

……

[Refining Technique: Imperial Basic Body Tempering Method (Beginner Level)]

[Proficiency +1]

[Proficiency: 11/100]

……

As the evening sun bathed the training hall in golden light, Qin Feng's body reached its limit for the third time.

He finished the last round of physical training for the day, his body completely drained of strength. He slumped to the ground, sweat pooling in a small puddle beneath him.

The panel in view finally came to a stop.

[Refining Technique: Imperial Basic Body Tempering Method (Beginner Level)]

[Proficiency +1]

[Proficiency: 12/100]

In one day, my proficiency increased by a total of 4 points.

With yesterday's progress, my total proficiency has reached 12 points.

Qin Feng leaned against the wall.

22 days.

At this rate, it would only take him 22 days to cultivate the "Basic Body Tempering Method of the Empire" to the "minor completion" level.

There are still 28 days until the high school entrance exam.
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Lin Weiping walked to the center of the field, clapped his hands, and attracted everyone's attention.

"Alright, that concludes today's daytime training. Remember, when you get back, be sure to replenish your nutrients and get plenty of rest. A balance between work and rest is essential to maximizing the training's effectiveness. Dismissed!"

The trainees felt as if they had been granted a pardon and quickly packed their belongings to leave.

After finishing his work, Lin Weiping was about to go to his office to organize today's training data when a colleague who was also a day coach came over and handed him a bottle of water.

"Brother Lin, you've worked hard."

"good."

Lin Weiping took the water, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.

The colleague's gaze inadvertently drifted to Qin Feng, who was struggling to stand up while leaning against the wall, and he casually remarked, "That kid named Qin Feng really puts himself into training. I just checked his training record, and today he pushed himself to his limit three times. That kind of willpower is rare among these teenagers."

Lin Weiping followed his gaze, his face still showing the same calm and composed expression.

"He's just a kid."

He said calmly.

“Every year around this time, there are always a few who think that by working hard for a month, they can change their fate. Unfortunately, they realize it too late. If they had trained like that three years ago, they wouldn’t have been reassigned to a martial arts school.”

Lin Weiping withdrew his gaze, his tone calm as if stating a perfectly ordinary fact.

What Lin Weiping didn't know was that Qin Feng had trained in the same way three years ago.

However, due to a childhood illness, he was unable to absorb and utilize spiritual energy, resulting in extremely low recovery and improvement efficiency.

(End of this chapter)