Becoming a saint begins with apprenticing under the last martial arts champion.

The next day.

Lu Changqing did not stop his normal cultivation rhythm because of the spying last night.

On the contrary, he got up earlier today and began practicing martial arts more diligently.

First, the chaotic external environment has placed immense pressure on him, making him overly eager to become stronger.

Secondly, the continuous addition of points to [Life] has made him extremely energetic.

After a day of intense training, I needed to rest for eight to nine hours.

Seven hours is more than enough to keep you energized.

...

Clear skies.

in the courtyard.

"call--!"

Lu Changqing let out a long sigh of relief, stopped cultivating, and gently moved his slightly sore arms to relax them.

[The subject has effectively practiced the Arhat Grappling Technique, proficiency +3]

[Martial Arts: Tai Chi Stance (Minor Mastery, 2109/7000), Hundred-Foot Soaring Step (Minor Mastery, 4198/5000), Arhat Subduing Demon Palm (Beginner, 413/10000)]

Since his transmigration, through continuous hard work and dedication, his strength has improved considerably.

Lu Changqing was satisfied with the stance training and leg techniques.

However, the progress of the Arhat Subduing Demon Palm is just too touching!

He asked Liu Bai the reason twice.

Liu Bai's answers were all very similar:

If mastering a third-grade technique were so easy, everyone would be a peerless master.

For the average person, mastering a third-grade technique often requires a lifetime of continuous refinement.

Even so, it's not guaranteed that one can master the skill.

Lu Changqing's speed is already astonishing.

Therefore, Lu Changqing did not make any further demands.

But judging from this progress...

To achieve a breakthrough in fist and palm techniques... it would be difficult without about six months of arduous training.

He was even planning to break through this technique during the martial arts competition three months later...

I rested for a few minutes.

Lu Changqing was somewhat puzzled...

Why hasn't Liu Bai arrived yet?

Previously, the other person would usually come to the armchair in the courtyard and lie down after breakfast.

It's almost lunchtime today.

But there was still no sign of him...

Just as I was thinking this, suddenly, the courtyard gate rang.

"squeak--"

Lu Changqing turned his head and saw Liu Bai, who was wearing an old robe.

Before he could even bow and greet him, he saw a person following closely behind Liu Bai.

Upon seeing the other person, Lu Changqing was taken aback.

Coolie Strong...

In Pig Cage Alley, several hundred poor families from the west of the city lived.

Most people are ordinary, and their lives may pass by like dust. Only their closest relatives will notice them until they die.

However, there are a few extraordinary individuals who stand out.

The man in front of me, with a slightly protruding mouth, dark skin, and dressed in a dark green short-sleeved shirt, who looked somewhat dull and honest, belonged to the latter category.

Lu Changqing could always see that when the other party was carrying rice and grain, they would carry seven or eight sacks at a time.

Earning many times more money than others in a single day...

He just didn't expect that the other party would actually know Liu Bai.

After Liu Bai entered the house, he got straight to the point: "This guy, A-Qiang, will be helping you practice your legs every day between breakfast and lunch from now on."

"He has been immersed in the peak of the Four Trainings for many years, and his Twelve-Road Tan Leg emphasizes both offense and defense. You should learn a lot from him."

Lu Changqing's pupils constricted slightly upon hearing Liu Bai's words.

That's really a master!

No wonder he was different from ordinary people before!

He immediately cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Young Lu Changqing greets Brother Qiang!"

Ah Qiang smiled sheepishly, clearly not good with words: "It's nothing, it's nothing..."

At this moment, Liu Bai, holding his iron fan, sat down on the recliner. "You must be wondering why I, as the last martial arts champion of the previous dynasty, already at the pinnacle of the martial arts world, still need someone to teach you and train you in moves..."

Lu Changqing did not respond, but he had this thought in his mind.

Liu Bai's recliner began to rock: "The so-called martial arts champion is a comprehensive test of strength, speed, and skill."

"When it comes to a life-or-death struggle, a hundred Ah-Qiangs couldn't beat me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ah Qiang interjected, "Young Master Liu, you flatter me. A thousand of me couldn't compare to you..."

Liu Bai clicked his tongue: "Shut up."

Then he continued, "But some people have been immersed in a certain skill or technique for decades."

"They may not be strong militarily, but their understanding and perception are completely different."

"I know you spar with people sometimes, but it's never enough."

"Kung Fu is a killing technique! You not only need to practice, but you also need to practice! Constantly simulate real combat, keep practicing! Only then can you kill freely!"

As Liu Bai spoke, his voice grew softer, but the power he conveyed stirred Lu Changqing's heart.

"I understand," Lu Changqing said, cupping his hands in a fist salute.

Liu Bai said, "A martial arts competition will be held in Hong Kong in three months. Are you aware of that?"

Lu Changqing raised an eyebrow, not expecting Liu Bai to bring this up.

He nodded and said, "My father went to see it every year when he was alive, so he knew about it."

Liu Bai: "You'll be playing this year too."

"Otherwise, just practicing without actually fighting is really not enough."

"During the competition, people from all factions will come. You will gain experience in dealing with various situations by exchanging blows with them."

After a slight pause, Liu Bai added, "I'll set a goal for you."

"For the competition three months from now, you need to practice at least three times: the Hundred-Foot Soaring Step, strive to master it, and the Arhat Grappling Hand... the more proficient you are, the better."

Lu Changqing nodded in agreement.

He wanted to participate in the competition three months later for two reasons.

Firstly, there were several martial arts schools that, during the later years of his father's life, took advantage of him quite a bit.

He wanted to vent his anger.

Second, Zhang Mingyuan...

He was very unhappy with the arrogant attitude of this spoiled brat!

If it weren't for the fact that their strength wasn't yet sufficient to contend with the Zhang family.

When he started yelling that day, he went up and tore his mouth apart.

"Then let's leave it at that for now." Liu Bai waved his hand. "A-Qiang, you can feed this kid however you like."

"You can be a little more ruthless... those people outside won't be polite to him."

The sincere Ah-Qiang immediately nodded and replied, "Okay!"

After saying that, he stood in the courtyard, looked at Lu Changqing, and said nothing, but his meaning was self-evident.

Lu Changqing wasn't one to dawdle, so he stood opposite him and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Qiang."

Ah Qiang smiled憨厚ly again: "It's been a long time since I've fought. I'll try my best to remember your shortcomings while I fight you, Xiao Lu."

"We'll talk about it after the war."

Lu Changqing lowered his waist and abdomen, stood sideways, and assumed a starting stance. "Brother Qiang, please enlighten me!"

Ah Qiang's smile vanished, replaced by an intensely serious expression. A sudden surge of killing intent made Lu Changqing's heart race.

"call--!"

A strong wind arose.

Ah Qiang's figure shot out like an arrow!

So fast!

Lu Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly, inwardly marveling.

Coolie Strong's speed was almost too fast for him to keep up with!

While he was amazed by the speed, he was even more surprised by the control the person had over their own strength!

Peak of the Fourth Training Stage...

If they really fought, they would absolutely crush me!

But right now, it has kept its speed within the critical point where it can react and capture the situation!

For a moment, Lu Changqing's blood boiled with excitement.

Compared to Zhao Hujun, who was only a second-tier trainee... his strength in manual labor was far superior!

Immediately, facing the attack, Lu Changqing twisted his foot and exerted force with his waist and abdomen, his right leg like an iron whip to meet the attack!

"Bang"!

With a muffled thud, Kuliqiang's leg collided with Lu Changqing's leg!

Compared to Lu Changqing's excitement and anticipation of battle, Kuli Qiang was stunned for a moment before looking astonished.

"How could you... use so much force!?"

He hasn't done anything for a long time, and I'm not just being polite; he really hasn't done anything for a long time.

Therefore, when facing Lu Changqing, a second-level trainee, he didn't know which range to suppress his speed and strength to.

In addition, Liu Bai said that we could be a little fiercer.

He decided to give it a try first...

He had imagined Lu Changqing being kicked away, and he had also imagined Lu Changqing trying his best to dodge...

But I never expected that Lu Changqing would actually be able to withstand his move!

Liu Bai, who was lying to the side, perked up immediately upon seeing the scene before him!

Sit up straight in the rocking chair!