High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 27 One Day of Diligent Study

Chapter 27 One Day of Hard Work

At five o'clock in the morning, the sky was still shrouded in the deepest inky blue before dawn.

The dormitory was silent except for the faint hum of the energy circulation system, like the breathing of a sleeping giant.

In Qin Feng's room, he had already opened his eyes on time.

His biological clock has long been calibrated to be more precise than the most sophisticated timepiece.

He silently got up, changed into a smart black training uniform, and the lines of his muscles were faintly visible under the tight-fitting clothes.

He first gently knocked on Shi Potian's door. Almost the instant the knocking stopped, a muffled "hmm" came from inside as a response, short and forceful, indicating that the other person had already woken up.

Then, he walked to Qian Duoduo's door and knocked.

"Dong dong dong."

Inside the door, there was no movement, only a deep silence.

Qin Feng increased the force, his knuckles striking the alloy door, the sound echoing clearly in the empty living room.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Who is it... It's not even dawn yet... Let me sleep for another five minutes..."

From inside the door came Qian Duoduo's indistinct, sleepy murmurs, accompanied by the soft sound of him turning over.

"It's five o'clock."

Qin Feng's voice pierced through the door calmly, without any emotional fluctuation.

There was a two-second silence inside the room, followed by a frantic, loud thud as if something heavy had rolled off the bed, and then Qian Duoduo let out a suppressed, short cry of pain.

A moment later, the door was suddenly pulled open, and Qian Duoduo, with her hair in a mess like a bird's nest, peeked out sleepily, her face still bearing the red marks left from her intimate contact with the floor.

"Is it...is it already five o'clock?"

He rubbed his eyes, looked out at the pitch-black night, and stared in disbelief.

Before Qin Feng could answer, Shi Potian had already come out of his room.

His spotless white training clothes accentuated his stern face and calm demeanor, clearly indicating that he had completed all the washing and tidying up as quickly as possible.

He merely glanced at Qian Duoduo indifferently without saying a word, but his calm gaze was more powerful than any stern urging.

"I...I'll be right there!"

Qian Duoduo jolted awake, as if doused with cold water, instantly snapping her back to reality. She abruptly pulled her head back and slammed the door shut. Immediately, a chaotic commotion of washing and brushing sounds erupted from inside.

Five minutes later, the three of them walked out of the dormitory building together and headed towards the teaching building in Building 7 of Area C.

The campus in the early morning was shrouded in a tranquil mist, the air crisp and moist, carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees.

The teaching tower in the distance was faintly visible in the morning mist, with only the indicator light at the top flashing dimly.

When they arrived at the huge martial arts room of Class 3, Grade 1, they found that it was not empty.

In the spacious area, seven or eight figures were already practicing diligently in their respective areas, sweating profusely.

Some were doing weighted squats, their backs soaked with sweat; some were practicing some kind of peculiar breathing technique, their breaths creating subtle air currents; and others were meticulously repeating the movements of body-strengthening exercises over and over again.

Each of them was completely absorbed, as if the whole world consisted only of themselves and the practice before them.

It seems that in this school full of geniuses, hard work is the least praiseworthy quality, and it is a standard requirement for everyone.

"My God, are these guys monsters? And this is only the first day!"

Qian Duoduo lowered her voice, her round face filled with shock.

Shi Potian ignored his sighs and went straight to an open space. He sat down cross-legged and began a unique breathing technique, clearly warming up for the high-intensity training to come.

Qin Feng also found a corner, and the three of them tacitly formed a small triangular formation.

He took a deep breath, letting the cool morning air fill his lungs, and then slowly assumed a fighting stance.

He didn't rush things, but slowed down every movement, carefully experiencing the more refined and complex psionic energy circulation routes and muscle exertion techniques in the new version of "Imperial Body Tempering Method (Beginner)".

His body, like a powerful bow being slowly drawn, is full of restrained yet surging tension with every stretch and twist.

Sweat quickly seeped from his forehead, slid down the contours of his cheeks, and dripped onto the dark ground, leaving a fleeting wet patch.

The soreness in his muscles surged like waves, but he ignored it, meticulously repeating each movement, immersing himself completely in this ultimate control over his body.

After he practiced the entire body-strengthening method ten times, his body's energy began to be significantly depleted, and his breathing became heavy.

At that moment, the panel deep within his consciousness silently flickered.

[Proficiency in "Imperial Body Forging Method (Beginner)" +1]

[Refining Technique: Imperial Body Tempering Technique (Minor Success)]

[Proficiency: 18/1000]

Not far away, Qian Duoduo had already entered a state of cultivation.

Although he complained, his actions were far from ambiguous.

His massive body appeared exceptionally stable when practicing the basic stance training of the "Mountain Shaking Hammer Technique." His feet seemed rooted to the ground, and every movement carried a sense of power as heavy as a mountain, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

Shi Potian was on his other side. He had finished warming up and started practicing the body-tempering technique.

His movements were precise, sharp, and explosive; each punch and kick was accompanied by a clear whooshing sound, making them extremely efficient.

Time slips away in monotonous repetition.

The morning's training is a dual test of physical strength and willpower.

Qin Feng pushed himself to the limit time and time again, feeling the muscle fibers being torn apart and then regenerated under the nourishment of blood and qi.

When he is exhausted, he will sit cross-legged to recover for a while, and then stand up again to devote himself to the next round of ascetic practice.

Around noon, Qian Duoduo was the first to give up. He plopped down on the ground, panting heavily as if he had been pulled out of the water.

"I can't take it anymore... I can't take it anymore... I feel like my legs don't belong to me anymore..."

Shi Potian persisted for half an hour longer than him, and slowly finished his practice. He walked to the side, took out a water bottle to replenish his fluids, and although his breathing was also a little rapid, he still maintained a steady rhythm.

Qin Feng was the last to stop.

When he completed the last set of movements, his proficiency improved by two points again.

[Proficiency in "Imperial Body Forging Method (Beginner)" +2]

[Refining Technique: Imperial Body Tempering Technique (Minor Success)]

[Proficiency: 20/1000]

His vitality index also saw a barely perceptible increase.

Vitality Index: 1.39

In fact, given enough time, Qin Feng could definitely catch up, and even surpass Shi Potian would be within his reach.

Because he cultivates the body-tempering method without any bottlenecks, he only needs to grind for proficiency.

Little by little, one can accumulate a great deal; over time, one's physical fitness will improve very rapidly.

After resting for a while, Qin Feng took Xiao Pang and Shi Potian to the cafeteria for a nutritious meal.

At the same time, the group shared their experiences in practicing the body-strengthening method, and each person was making slow progress.

……

The afternoon is the time for practicing the killing techniques.

In one corner of the martial arts room, a special area for cold weapon training has been set up.

Qin Feng took a standard-issue alloy rifle from the weapon rack.

The gun felt cold and heavy to the touch, about three meters long, and was made entirely of high-strength alloy, with the tip gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

He gripped the spear with both hands and began practicing the most basic movements according to the diagrams in the "Thousand Armies Spear" manual. Thrust, point, deflect, block, sweep, chop...

He repeated each basic movement thousands of times, striving to integrate the movement memory deep into his muscles.

At first, his movements seemed a bit clumsy. The gun in his hand felt like a heavy, unruly iron rod rather than a weapon.

"Qin Feng, your core is unstable."

Shi Potian's voice suddenly came from the side. He had finished his sword practice at some point and was standing not far away watching him.

"The foundation of marksmanship lies in the waist and hips. Your current power generation relies too much on the strength of your arms. Power should originate from the root and be transmitted through the waist and hips to the tip of the spear. Try to find that feeling of the whole body's power twisting into a rope."

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng stopped what he was doing, nodded to Shi Potian, and then began to adjust his power exertion method according to Shi Potian's instructions.

After he completed the 1,000th standard basic movement, the panel refreshed again.

[A new killing method has been detected...]

[Mastered Killing Technique: Thousand Army Spear (Beginner Level)]

[Proficiency: 1/10]

[Levels: Entry-level, Minor Success, Major Success, Perfection, Mastery.]

Qin Feng did not stop.

He spent the entire afternoon practicing basic marksmanship techniques.

From unfamiliarity to proficiency, and then to a basic grasp of how to exert force.

As evening approached, his killing technique panel finally changed again.

[Proficiency in "Thousand Armies Spear" +1]

[Killing Technique: Thousand Army Spear (Beginner)]

[Proficiency: 2/10]

"To use those three killing moves, you need to reach at least the minor mastery level."

Qin Feng pondered.

If your basic skills aren't solid, you can't even talk about using killer moves.

……

After dinner, the three returned to the martial arts room for the second round of body-strengthening training.

Having adapted during the day, Qin Feng's mastery of the new body-strengthening method became increasingly proficient.

His body, like a piece of refined iron that has been repeatedly forged, has become more resilient and refined through repeated extreme pressure.

When the digital clock on the wall pointed to 8:30 p.m., Qian Duoduo was the first to "die" again. He collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"Brother Shi... Qin Feng... are you... are you made of iron?"

Qian Duoduo complains.

"We're both tired. I'm tired too. But... to be unknown or to be famous, it's your choice?"

Shi Potian smiled.

"Damn it, grit your teeth and hang in there!"

Qian Duoduo clenched her fists.

Qin Feng finished his last movement and stopped.

He brought up the panel and took a look.

[Proficiency in "Imperial Body Forging Method (Beginner)" +2]

[Refining Technique: Imperial Body Tempering Technique (Minor Success)]

[Proficiency: 24/1000]

Vitality Index: 1.398

In one day, his proficiency in body tempering techniques increased by a total of 7 points. If he rests for a night, it should increase even more.

His vitality index has also steadily increased to 1.398.

"At the current pace, it will take five months to reach the Great Completion stage, and there is still the Perfection stage to go beyond that."

"The increase in vitality index is positively correlated with the increase in proficiency in body tempering. When body tempering is perfected, vitality index will reach about 10 points."

"In other words, it would take at least a year to reach a vitality index of 10 and become a level 2 martial artist."

Qin Feng silently calculated.

A year's difference!

There is a full year's gap between him and Shi Potian!

"Roughly calculated, it will take about a year for me to raise my vitality index to 10 points and become a level 2 martial artist."

"After all, with the increase in vitality index, proficiency will also increase faster."

Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

This amazing panel brought him the reward of hard work and real-time, synchronized feedback for improvement!
"The future is promising."

Qin Feng took a deep breath.

In fact, whether it's proficiency or vitality index, they are just data representations. All feedback and improvement are based on Qin Feng's own progress.

……

Back in the dorm, I washed away all my fatigue.

Qin Feng sat at his desk and, as planned, began his final meditation.

He closed his eyes and visualized the emperor's figure in his mind.

In the realm of the spirit, that supreme majesty descends once more.

Qin Feng guarded his mind, using his willpower to fight and hone his skills. This process was silent yet extremely dangerous. Each confrontation was like a mental battle, incredibly draining.

Half an hour later, he slowly opened his eyes, feeling a sudden emptiness in his mind, as if he had just finished a high-intensity mental workout.

He brought up the panel.

[Emperor's Meditation Method (Beginner)]

[Proficiency: 0/10]

Proficiency level remains at zero.

Qin Feng was not surprised by this.

Cultivating spiritual power is a gradual process that cannot be rushed.

"I just don't know if the meditation method and the Thousand Army Spear have any passive effects."

Qin Feng pondered in his heart.

I haven't even mastered the meditation technique or the Thousand Army Spear yet, so I'm not sure if they have any passive effects.

If so, his improvement would be even faster.

"Whoosh-"