Martial Saint: Starting with Accumulating Experience

With a thud, Yanwen fell to the ground in a disheveled state, muttering to himself.

Passersby, unaware of Yanwen's identity, assumed he was just an ordinary drunkard and took a detour. Fortunately, it was early morning and there weren't many people around.

"Brother Yanwen?" Chen Feng stepped forward.

Just by getting close, you can smell a strong odor of alcohol, mixed with the cool morning mist, which is particularly pungent.

Looking the person up and down, he saw that the blue cloth robe was stained with wine and dust, and the long hair was slightly messy. It was a far cry from the spirited appearance of Cheng Fu.

It's obvious he's been drinking all night.

"Brother Yanwen?"

Chen Feng squatted down and gently patted the other person's shoulder.

Startled by the slap, Yanwen groggily raised his head, his cloudy eyes still half-closed, the effects of the alcohol not yet worn off.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him, and it took him a while to make out Chen Feng's face. His lips trembled a few times, and a bitter look appeared on his face.

"Chen Feng..."

Yanwen's voice was hoarse and dry as he struggled to get up, but the smell of alcohol made him dizzy and lightheaded. He was about to fall back down as soon as he got up when Chen Feng was quick to catch him.

"I'm sorry you had to see this."

Yanwen's voice was full of dejection.

Chen Feng did not reply, but instead helped him walk slowly toward the nearest clinic.

"You should rest for a while."

Chen Feng first led Yanwen to the clinic and sat him down. Then he asked the doctor to buy him a bowl of hangover soup and gave it to Yanwen to drink.

Once he had regained some composure, he asked, "How did you end up like this?"

When asked this question, Yanwen's eyes showed bitterness, and he slowly explained the reason.

It turned out that after parting ways with Cheng Fu that day, he went back home to discuss marriage with his parents.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived with the betrothal gifts, he was turned away at the door.

He visited them repeatedly.

Repeatedly refused.

The one who rejected him was none other than Cheng Yao's biological mother.

His attitude was extremely firm, and he even declared that he would never allow Cheng Yao to marry him.

Chen Feng frowned slightly: "Didn't Uncle Cheng bear witness for the two of you? Why have you changed your mind again?"

Yanwen shook his head.

"My teacher really approves of my marriage to Yao'er, but alas... sigh."

"Marriage is a matter of parental arrangement and matchmaker's word. Yao'er's biological parents do not agree, and even her teacher is helpless."

A long sigh, unable to express the bitterness in my heart.

"Yao'er's mother said Yao'er already has someone she loves, how could I believe that! Her reaction that day was completely genuine; she must be in love with me!"

Yanwen gradually became agitated.

Chen Feng offered some words of reassurance, then asked about his biggest concern: "I heard you shout 'Li Shuxian' in the street just now, why did that?"

Yanwen gave a wry smile and said:

"According to Yao'er's mother, Yao'er's sweetheart is Li Shuxian. She said that the two of them are a match made in heaven and advised me to give up as soon as possible, saying that I am far inferior to him in terms of family background and talent."

A strange light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.

How could it be Li Shuxian? Wasn't he going to marry Lin Jingshu?

"I know I can't compare to Li Shuxian. He was the top scholar in the provincial examination and is also the son of the Li family, but Yao'er wouldn't abandon me for just these reasons! She must be lying to me!"

"Yao'er is currently locked in her room, unable to leave even for a moment. I haven't been able to see her, and I haven't heard the truth with my own ears. My heart is not at peace!"

A thoughtful look flashed across Chen Feng's eyes. Then, with a look of sympathy, he looked at Yan Wen and slowly recounted his grudge against Li Shuxian.

It was also emphasized that Li Shuxian already has Lin Jingshu by his side.

Yanwen's face grew increasingly grim as he listened, and finally, he said angrily:

"I never imagined Li Shuxian would be such a despicable person! To force Yao'er to marry him is like pushing her into a fire pit!"

"No, no, I need to tell the teacher about this right away." Yanwen quickly stood up.

"Thank you for your care, Brother Chen. I'll take my leave now. Take care."

After saying that, Yanwen walked quickly out of the clinic, his body still a little unsteady.

Chen Feng watched his retreating figure in silence, perhaps this was an opportunity.

It all depends on how deep the feelings are between Lin Jingshu and Li Shuxian.

If Li Shuxian really wants to marry Cheng Yao, it will inevitably create a rift between him and Lin Jingshu, who is currently in a state of confusion after losing her parents.

What will she do?

No one can predict it.

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It was noon when Chen Feng returned to the martial arts school.

The first thing he did was take a long staff from the weapon rack and begin practicing the Dragon Subduing Staff Technique.

The proficiency of martial arts can not only be increased by adding points, but you can also improve by practicing on your own, although the increase is slower.

Experience is scarce now.

Chen Feng decided to save money wherever possible.

Since the tempering of the heart is slow anyway, and there's nothing else to do, why not hone your staff skills? Once you reach a bottleneck in your staff skills and the benefits of adding points outweigh those from honing them, then you can add points.

The same applies to swordsmanship.

Chen Feng planned to figure it out on his own first, and if the efficiency was too low, then he would rely on the system.

The next few days.

Chen Feng's schedule was basically fixed: practicing with a staff, practicing with a sword, and asking his second senior brother for advice.

If the jade pendant becomes dull, Chen Feng will go to his master to apply pressure to his heart so that the tempering process can continue smoothly.

Although the rudimentary form of martial arts will can only be comprehended once, and there was no further surge of 1,000 experience points, the [Experience +1] remained constant.

As long as Chen Feng calls up the system, he can see a screen full of "+1" notifications, indicating that his experience points have reached over six thousand.

In terms of actual combat...

Chen Feng constantly exchanged and sparred with his second senior brother, gradually adapting to the martial arts master's true qi through repeated beatings.

He comprehended the unique characteristics of true qi and then privately improved his own Shattering Mountain Force and Profound Origin Force.

One internal and one external, two kinds of internal energy, if used properly and combined with each other, will greatly enhance Chen Feng's combat ability.

It's a powerful trump card.

These two perfected internal skills are like two thin ropes, one end tied to him, and the other end gently resting on the edge of the Qi Condensation Realm.

Apart from oneself.

Chen Feng also kept an eye on news from the Li family and Li Shuxian's movements.

He discovered that Yanwen acted extremely quickly, and some gossip about Li Shuxian quietly spread in Pingcheng.

It is a fact that the fourth wife of the Li family wanted Li Shuxian to marry Cheng Yao from the Cheng family.

It is a fact that Lin Jingshu and Li Shuxian had a very good relationship, and they even accompanied each other to the provincial capital to participate in the imperial examination.

Two things were exposed at the same time.

This immediately caused a huge uproar.

Phrases like "Li Jieyuan" and "abandoned after starting a relationship" frequently appear in people's casual conversations after meals.

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Several days later.

Outside Pingcheng.

The afterglow of the sunset painted the sky, and the wild grass on both sides of the official road rustled in the evening breeze. Chen Feng hid behind a mottled ancient tree, a long sword hanging at his waist.

In the distance ahead of him, there was a carriage, and inside was none other than Lin Jingshu.

Chen Feng peeked out and glanced at them coldly.

The carriage was surrounded by several guards of varying strengths, including both martial artists and non-martial artists.

The strongest is only at the Bone Forging Realm.

There is only one.

A very standard out-of-town travel setup.

According to the information Chen Feng obtained, Lin Jingshu sold all of the Lin family's assets, left Pingcheng without any Li family guards, and only hired a caravan.

Chen Feng stared quietly at the convoy in the distance, his thoughts racing.