Chaos begins when one joins a martial arts school

Chapter 17 Beast Meat

Sun Yong nodded and turned to walk towards the inner courtyard.

Lin Yue glanced at Yang Jing, his face expressionless, as if Yang Jing's breakthrough to the Ming Jin realm was nothing more than a trivial matter.

He is exceptionally talented, having broken through to the Ming Jin level not long after entering the sect, and is now close to touching the An Jin level. Moreover, he is very confident in himself and is quite certain of breaking through to the An Jin level.

In his view, Yang Jing, a person of mediocre talent, was already at the peak of his ability to pass the test by sheer luck. He would probably be stuck at the Ming Jin level for the rest of his life, and was not on the same level as him at all. Naturally, he did not take Yang Jing seriously.

Yang Jing didn't care at all, calmly withdrawing his gaze, but he had his own plan in mind.

The existence of the panel ensured that he never doubted his future.

Ming Jin is just the starting point; he is confident that he can reach the hidden Jin, Hua Jin, and even higher realms.

"Junior brother, congratulations!"

Just then, a cheerful voice rang out.

Liu Maolin strode over, his face beaming with undisguised joy. He raised his hand and patted Yang Jing's shoulder heavily. "I knew you could do it! Few people can match your tenacity!"

Yang Jing was jolted by the slap, but he still laughed, his ease evident in his eyes: "Thanks to Fourth Senior Brother's guidance these past few days, otherwise I might not have been able to succeed so smoothly."

He did feel much more relieved.

Becoming a formal disciple means the martial arts school can waive most of the apprenticeship fee, saving a significant amount of money.

More importantly, he is now qualified to take on those temporary assignments.

You could become a chief guard for your clan, escort goods for a shop, or help out with escort missions for a security escort agency.

The pay for these temporary assignments was quite good, since they were hiring a master of martial arts, which was enough to support his own training and he no longer needed to ask his family for money.

Liu Maolin smiled, took two steps back, and adopted a stance for sparring. "Come on, junior brother, let me see how well you've practiced your Ming Jin."

Upon seeing this, Yang Jing's heart stirred. He knew that his fourth senior brother wanted him to become familiar with Ming Jin more quickly, and he was very grateful. He immediately did not hesitate, moved his wrists, and stood still with his waist lowered.

Several disciples who were practicing their martial arts stopped what they were doing and gathered around, their eyes filled with curiosity.

"Fourth Senior Brother, then I'll make a fool of myself." Yang Jing had barely finished speaking when he threw a punch, the force of which carried a newly developed internal energy, much heavier than before.

Liu Maolin raised his hand to block, and the two men's arms collided with a soft "bang".

"Not bad, that's a real punch!"

Liu Maolin gave a compliment, then twisted his wrist to deflect Yang Jing's force and pushed back.

Using this momentum, Yang Jing took a half step back, adjusted his posture, and threw another punch. He deliberately tried to feel the Ming Jin flowing through his body, and his punches and kicks became smoother than before.

The surrounding disciples watched intently, occasionally letting out a few soft exclamations of admiration.

The two exchanged more than ten moves, with Liu Maolin always leaving room for maneuver, allowing Yang Jing to increasingly clearly perceive the changes after his breakthrough.

The same move, enhanced by Ming Jin, has doubled in power.

As he finished his final move, Yang Jing's forehead was covered in sweat, but his mind was perfectly clear.

Liu Maolin patted Yang Jing's arm with a smile: "Not bad, junior brother. You just broke through, and you're already using Ming Jin very well. Your foundation is quite solid, hahaha."

"Senior brother, you flatter me." Yang Jing said, moving his arms and shoulders, feeling the lingering strength in his arms.

Liu Maolin smiled and said, "Junior Brother, your breakthrough to Ming Jin is a great event for both you and the martial arts school. It deserves a proper celebration."

He looked up at the outside of the martial arts school and said with a smile, "The braised meat at 'Jufulou' in Chonghuafang, west of the city, is authentic. I'll treat you to a meal there!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jing instinctively tried to wave his hand.

Liu Maolin had invited him twice before, but he declined both times, citing "being short of money" and "fear of delaying his training."

He didn't want to owe anyone a favor for no reason, and felt that accepting the invitation was like taking advantage of someone, even though he was close to Liu Maolin.

But looking at the genuine smile in Liu Maolin's eyes, and recalling the guidance he had received over the past six months, from the details of the moves to the key points of exertion, without holding back, the words of refusal stuck in his throat.

Moreover, at this moment, he was overwhelmed with joy because of his breakthrough and really wanted to find someone to share it with.

He scratched his head, a rare relaxed smile appearing on his face: "Then thank you very much, Fourth Senior Brother. But I will definitely make up for this meal next time."

"Why are you being so polite with me?" Liu Maolin laughed loudly, pulling him outside. "Come on, if we're late we might have to wait for a table."

Pulled along by him, Yang Jing's steps were light and quick. The slight restraint he felt from accepting the banquet invitation had long been washed away by the joy of his breakthrough and the warmth between his fellow disciples. Chonghua Lane, Jufu Restaurant.

The restaurant was bustling with noise. Liu Maolin, familiar with the place, led Yang Jing to a private room on the second floor. Despite Yang Jing's attempts to stop him, he still ordered quite a few dishes, which made Yang Jing's heart pound slightly.

As dish after dish was served, the table was piled high with food.

A plate of braised fish glistened with oil, stir-fried vegetables were vibrant green, and a bowl of tender, stewed chicken soup steamed with a fragrant aroma.

The most eye-catching dish was the two-pound plate of braised bear meat in the center. The meat was cut into thick pieces, coated in a rich sauce, and exuded a wild, meaty aroma.

"Junior brother, try this. This bear meat is quite good among wild beast meats. It's much more nutritious than ordinary meat. Didn't the waiter just tell you that this bear meat was freshly delivered by the hunter?"

Liu Maolin smiled and handed Yang Jing a new pair of chopsticks, while picking up a piece of fish for himself. "I often come here to eat with my elders. This bear meat is a specialty of Jufulou. Eat more and consolidate your newly broken-through realm. Don't be shy."

Yang Jing looked at the plate of bear meat in front of him, his Adam's apple bobbing.

He knew that this meat was precious and ordinary people couldn't afford it. Only families like Liu Maolin's could afford to eat it often.

He picked up a piece of bear meat. It was soft and tender, with the richness of the sauce and the sweetness of the meat itself. Not long after swallowing it, a warm current rose from his lower abdomen and spread throughout his body. It was much more nourishing than the horse meat and beef he usually ate.

"How is it? Much better than the coarse meat you usually eat, right?" Liu Maolin took a sip of soup and looked at Yang Jing.

"Yes, the nourishing effect is indeed amazing. Thank you, senior brother." Yang Jingdian nodded and picked up another piece.

He could sense that the blood and qi contained in the bear meat were several times stronger than those in ordinary meat, making it a great tonic for martial artists.

If he had eaten the meat of such a ferocious beast from the beginning, he probably would have broken through to the Ming Jin level long ago.

Liu Maolin watched Yang Jing eat with relish, but he rarely touched the bear meat plate himself. Most of the time, he only picked up some vegetables and fish. Occasionally, he would pick up a piece of bear meat, but only for a small taste.

"I've been eating these things since I was little, and I'm already tired of them. You should eat more; you're so thin, you need to eat more to improve your health."

Liu Maolin spoke casually, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

Yang Jing's lips twitched slightly. Although he wasn't fat, he was still extremely tall and strong, covered in muscles. How could he be considered thin? However, after glancing at Liu Maolin's physique, which was a size larger than his own, he didn't say anything in rebuttal.

In truth, he knew that his fourth senior brother knew his family was struggling financially and was deliberately helping him in this way to ease his psychological burden and allow him to eat more bear meat.

Yang Jing didn't say anything polite, he just ate more in silence.

He had just broken through to the Ming Jin realm today and needed to nourish his body and stabilize his realm. Since he had accepted Liu Maolin's invitation, he would not stand on ceremony.

As Yang Jing ate, he felt the changes that occurred after the bear meat entered his body.

The power from the bear meat was so obvious that it felt like my limbs and bones had been soaked in warm water. The hidden injuries from my boxing practice were throbbing, as if they were being nourished and repaired.

The dishes on the table gradually dwindled, but the plate of bear meat was almost empty, with most of it ending up in Yang Jing's stomach.

When he put down his chopsticks, he felt full of energy, and even his thoughts became much clearer.

"This beast meat is indeed amazing, much better than ordinary livestock meat," Yang Jing exclaimed sincerely.

"The real challenge is yet to come," Liu Maolin chuckled. "When your strength improves further, I'll treat you to something even more intense—wild boar kings from the mountains, tigers, and even spirit fish from the depths of the great river. That kind of meat is truly amazing."

Yang Jing didn't reply, but he secretly made up his mind.

He touched the money pouch at his waist; it only contained a few dozen large coins, not even half a tael of silver, not even enough for the change of this meal.

He appreciated Liu Maolin's kindness, but he couldn't rely on others forever.

He needs to find a way to make money as soon as possible, not only to support himself, but also to afford the meat of the wild beasts that can help him train.

He vaguely sensed that the effects contained in the meat of this ferocious beast would greatly benefit his martial arts training, and could significantly shorten the time it would take him to reach the limit of the minor mastery stage of the Mountain-Crushing Fist.

With the panel available, once he reaches the limit of the Minor Mastery stage of the Mountain-Crushing Fist, he will naturally break through the bottleneck and reach the Dark Force realm.

The Dark Force level is also the realm of the current senior disciples Xu Hong, Qi Yun, Zhao Wenzheng, and Liu Maolin. In the decades since the Sun Family Martial Arts School was founded, very few disciples have been able to reach this level. Apart from the few who are still in the martial arts school, there are not many others.

Once a martial arts school disciple breaks through to the Dark Force realm, they become the school master Sun Yong's core disciple. Not only do they no longer need to pay the apprenticeship fee, but they can also stay at the martial arts school for food and lodging without spending any money.

Yang Jing heard that the core disciples in the martial arts school had very good food, and the school master, Sun Yong, would occasionally bestow some precious medicines and fine animal meat upon them.

If the gap between formal disciples and nominal disciples is huge, then there is also a world of difference between formal disciples and core disciples.

(End of this chapter)