Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Zheng Hongwen glanced at Lin Feng and said, "You're in a pretty hurry, kid."

Fine, you'll find out sooner or later anyway, so telling you won't hurt.

As the saying goes: sinews like a strong bow, bones like refined iron.

The second stage is tendon training.

Core principle: Strengthen the tendons like a powerful bow, train the tendons and ligaments throughout the body to support greater strength.

With greatly increased flexibility, one can perform a variety of difficult movements.

It will greatly enhance your combat power.

Without reaching this level, many moves simply cannot be performed.

The human body itself is like a bow. To exert the strongest force, you must draw the bow to its fullest extent, just like drawing a bow.

Think about it: when you throw something with all your might, aren't your hands behind your back?

The greater the range of motion, the farther the object will travel.

Lin Feng thought about it and realized it made sense; this was true in sports, whether it was throwing the shot put or the javelin.

He couldn't help but nod.

"After the muscles and bones are trained, they become resilient, which allows one to avoid injury when fighting an enemy."

This is the basic skill.

Without these basic skills, even if you're given some moves, you'll get hurt before you can even hit anyone.

The third level is bone training.

His bones resembled refined iron.

The punch makes a sound as it cuts through the air; its force is fierce and powerful, and when mastered, it can shatter rocks.

In a boxing match, the one with the harder bones will definitely win first, understand?

"What my senior brother says is true."

"However, it is very difficult to achieve sinews as strong as a bow and bones as solid as refined iron."

Lin Feng asked in confusion, "Oh, why? Is it a matter of talent?"

Zheng Hongwen sighed: "Except for those with exceptional talent in the Body Refinement Realm."

For ordinary people, practicing martial arts mainly involves physical exertion.

The deeper one's body refinement level, the more flesh and blood are needed to replenish it.

Without these supplements, ordinary people simply cannot achieve qualitative change.

Do you understand that the bone hardness of children who grow up eating meat is different from that of children who grow up eating whole grains?

Unless one is born with superhuman strength, such people are one in ten thousand.

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Lin Feng believed this. One of his classmates was an orthopedic doctor, who said that people from Inner Mongolia, who grew up eating meat, had strong bones.

Elderly people who don't eat meat are also prone to osteoporosis.

"Those who have their Qi and blood replenished will not only double the effect of cultivation, but also shorten the cultivation time by several times."

As long as you practice diligently and have sufficient meat to replenish your body, you can basically break through to the Qi and Blood Realm within a year.

Without meat as a supplement, it would take two or three years or even longer.

Without these, ordinary people can only improve their physical health.

"What is the fourth level?"

"The fourth realm is the realm of internal organs."

From the outside in, the Qi and blood begin to be tempered and nourished, nourishing the five internal organs.

This will allow you to have a long internal energy, amazing endurance, and enhanced recovery ability.

Therefore, for ordinary people like us who have no background or resources, time is the most precious thing.

After you turn thirty, it's too late to make up for it.

Why?

"Those who cannot break through to the fourth level of Body Refinement by the age of 30 are not qualified to participate in the martial arts examination."

"There's a martial arts examination?" Lin Feng was somewhat surprised, as this was the first time he had heard of it.

"Yes, the Great Wei Dynasty was founded on military might."

Because of the northern border with barbarian tribes and the internal threat of monsters, a large amount of military force was needed to suppress them.

The imperial court holds a military examination every five years to select and train outstanding young talents.

Once you pass the county exam, you will be eligible for tax exemption and will never have to pay taxes again.

They can also receive a salary from the imperial court, as well as cultivation techniques and physical supplements.

If you can rank among the top 100 in the written examination for military officers, it's like a meteoric rise that completely changes your destiny.

Then one is qualified to become the lord of a city.

Our Yongguan City Lord Tuoba Ku was a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations) back then, which is why he became the city lord.

If you happen to become the top scholar, it will truly bring glory to your ancestors and make their graves gleam with good fortune; you can directly obtain the title of baron.

As he spoke, Zheng Hongwen's eyes gleamed.

It seems like he could be the martial arts champion in the next second.

Lin Feng: "Senior Brother Zheng definitely has a chance."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Hongwen gave a self-deprecating laugh, shook his head, and sighed: "Difficult, as difficult as climbing to heaven. There's no hope in this life. I'll wait for my next life."

I don't know if I'll live to see it.

At this point, Zheng Hongwen said to Lin Feng, "Alright, that's enough for today. Let me introduce you to the other people in the charity."

He then pointed to the other servant disciples and introduced them: "These are Xiang Zili, Zhou Ming, Yang Chengyi..."

Everyone glanced at Lin Feng and then went about their own business.

The charity often has new members, so we have to keep going.

Practicing martial arts is not just about spending money; more importantly, it requires perseverance.

After the introduction, Zheng Hongwen pointed to an old man in his fifties with a hunched back in the corner of the yard.

With a hint of envy in his eyes, he said:

He was Yang Laowu, the mortician from the charity.

He was mute and used to be a beggar on the street.

The master took him to the charity hall and put him in charge of cleaning, sorting, and sewing up the corpses.

Some family members were afraid to clean up the bodies, so Yang Laowu stepped in to help.

Don't let Yang Laowu's tattered clothes fool you; he has quite a bit of savings.

Moreover, the charity provides for all aspects of their lives, including food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.

At this point, Lin Feng finally had a general understanding of the charity.

Overall, there weren't that many problems.

Soon it was lunchtime, and we ate corn, pickled radish, and tofu.

It has no meaty flavor at all.

Lin Feng couldn't eat at all.

Seeing that Lin Feng wasn't eating, Zheng Hongwen asked in confusion, "Junior Brother Lin, why aren't you eating?"

I'm not very hungry.

"Your family usually eats good food, so it's normal that you're not used to the food."

However, the charity only provides one meal at noon; if you don't eat it, it will be a waste.

Seeing the expectation in Zheng Hongwen's eyes, Lin Feng said, "Since you want to eat it, senior brother, I'll give it to you."

"Junior Brother Lin, how can you do this?" she said, snatching Lin Feng's bowl away.

"Brother Zheng answered many of my questions today, and it was all the duty of him."

Eat whatever you want.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Zheng Hongwen was overjoyed, as practicing martial arts already took a toll on his health.

The food I ate wasn't very nutritious, and I got hungry again in less than an hour.

Now that Lin Feng has an extra meal, things are much easier.

The other disciples watched Zheng Hongwen eat with relish, and their gazes toward Lin Feng were somewhat unfriendly.

Why is it that everyone else eats one meal, but Zheng Hongwen gets to eat two?

After the meal, Zheng Hongwen said to Lin Feng, "Oh, by the way, the charity hall eats meat once a week, and everyone looks forward to it."

Tomorrow, remember not to miss your meal.

"Okay, I understand."

At this moment, a round-faced, chubby man came up and greeted them warmly, holding an iron shovel in his hand.

"Junior Brother Lin, I am Zhou Ming."

Lin Feng: "Hello, Senior Brother Zhou."

"If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me."

Not yet.

"Judging from Junior Brother Lin's accent, he doesn't seem to be from Yongguan County?" Zhou Ming said with a grin;

Lin Feng glanced at Zhou Ming and instantly realized that this guy was testing him.

"Oh, I'm from Zhangjia Village near Fuhu Mountain. My family saved up some money and sent me here to learn martial arts."

"Oh, I see. Since you're not from Yongguan County, you should familiarize yourself with the county town more. Here, take this."

Zhou Ming patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and tossed the iron shovel to him.

"What does Senior Brother Zhou mean by this?"

"There's a body in the slums. Go and deal with it, take it to the cemetery and bury it. It'll be a good opportunity for you to get familiar with the town."