Martial Arts Sainthood Begins with the Tiger-Taming Fist

After the Qingming Festival, everything becomes lush and green.

Tianqing Martial Arts School.

Chen Mo had just finished practicing the first four forms of the Tiger Subduing Fist. His gaze narrowed slightly, and his progress in comprehension appeared in his mind:

[Refined through countless trials, nurtured by mountains and rivers]

【Tiger Subduing Fist: The fist contains the roar of a tiger, imbued with immense power】

Comprehension: 53/100 (Minor Success)

So far, I have mastered the Rock Smash and Wave Interception techniques, made some progress in the Sandstorm technique, and have just begun to grasp the fourth technique, Flowing Cloud Strike.

Unlike the previous three forms, Flowing Cloud Strike places more emphasis on the combination of footwork and fist techniques, making practitioners more agile and graceful in combat.

Ever since Chen Mo learned the Flowing Cloud Strike technique, Ji Chang has never gotten the better of him.

In Ji Chang's words, Chen Mo's comprehension is almost supernatural!

On this day, the two finished their practice session.

Ji Chang glanced at Master Yin, who was sitting in the main hall with a solemn expression, and said softly, "Junior Brother, look, Master is worried about this year's martial arts examination."

Chen Mo glanced at Yin Tianqing not far away. "Master isn't participating in the martial arts exam himself, so what's there to worry about?"

Ji Chang also shook his head, "I guess something strange happened in the martial arts department."

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't know much about martial arts, he explained, "Every year, martial artists with the Ming Jin skill or above can participate in the county's martial arts competition. According to the schedule, the competition will be held in about a month and a half. At that time, Master will lead a few disciples to go together."

The imperial examination system was undoubtedly a stepping stone for the martial arts world.

Those who pass the martial arts examination with flying colors become martial arts scholars, whose names are recorded in the family register and recognized by the government, ensuring a worry-free life for the rest of their days.

Therefore, the few days of the annual martial arts competition are the most important days for martial artists with both Ming Jin and An Jin strength.

"Look quickly." Ji Chang gestured with his eyes, "Master called Senior Brother Yue Lun in for a private talk, probably to explain some martial arts matters."

Since Zhang Chong took up a temporary post with the Zhao family, some rumors have circulated, and he has been visiting the martial arts school less often.

Aside from Zhang Chong, the most senior and powerful disciple is Yue Lun, who is at the early stage of Dark Force.

A moment later, Yue Lun returned, his face as casual and relaxed as ever.

After him, several other disciples were called in for private talks, including Ji Chang.

When Ji Chang came out, his expression was slightly serious, and he became somewhat absent-minded during his subsequent practice.

Next, Yin Shanshan was called over. She talked with Yin Tianqing for a long time, and even cried. Chen Mo noticed that when she came out, she silently wiped her eyes, which were red.

The Mingjin disciples were called in for talks one after another. After Luo Heng came out with a gloomy face, Chen Mo was the last one to be called in.

When he entered, he saw Yin Tianqing standing by a post, his face filled with worry.

Yin Tianqing first asked, "Chen Mo, how are your Dragon Subduing Stance Technique and Tiger Taming Fist training going lately?"

It sounded like a casual question.

Chen Mo shared about 40-50% of his insights, keeping the remaining 50-60% to himself.

Yin Tianqing listened to what he said, nodding frequently, occasionally showing a look of sudden realization.

Finally, Yin Tianqing sighed and said, "What you've said is absolutely correct. There are probably no more than three people in the entire Anyang County who understand the Tiger-Taming Fist as well as you do. However, the path of martial arts values ​​innate talent the most. Although you entered the Ming Jin realm very smoothly, your chances of breaking through to the An Jin realm are probably slim..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo felt no discouragement whatsoever. With his cultivation of martial arts through mountains and rivers, breaking through to the hidden strength level was a natural progression for him.

Yin Tianqing didn't notice Chen Mo's reaction and moved on to the main point, "The rules for this year's martial arts exam have changed..."

Chen Mo became fully focused, not daring to miss any details.

Yin Tianqing continued, "In previous years, there were no restrictions on the number of people who could register for the martial arts exam. However, this year, in order to make things easier for certain powerful families, the authorities have verbally limited the number of places available to smaller forces. As a result, our Tianqing Martial Arts School only has three places."

Chen Mo frowned. "Three spots... then the eldest and second eldest brothers must have taken two of them."

Yin Tianqing shook his head. "Zhang Chong took the Zhao family's spot."

Chen Mo was taken aback; he finally understood what Yin Tianqing was worried about.

Zhang Chong had a very high chance of becoming a martial arts scholar, but now he's gone to the Zhao family. The Qing Martial Arts Academy will likely end up with nothing.

"How are these three spots determined?" Chen Mo asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Yue Lun will take one spot." Yin Tianqing paused slightly. "The remaining spots will be up for you Ming Jin disciples to compete for. As for how to compete, I'll tell you after I've thought it through."

Chen Mo nodded in agreement.

But he knew that, judging from Yin Tianqing's evaluation of his aptitude, his master did not think highly of him.

Or perhaps, the master already has someone in mind.

Chen Mo made up his mind that he was determined to get the spot in the martial arts exam!

Yin Tianqing slightly concealed his worry. "Now that you've entered the Ming Jin realm, I should personally guide you. However, I've been quite busy with some trivial matters these past few days. I'll check on your progress in a few days."

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I will discuss any questions with my senior brother. I haven't encountered any problems yet."

Yin Tianqing nodded and said meaningfully, "You really haven't caused your teacher any trouble."

The master and apprentice exchanged a few more polite words, and then Chen Mo pushed open the door and left.

Chen Mo walked over to Ji Chang, who gave him a wink and asked softly, "How is it?"

Chen Mo held up two fingers, indicating two spots.

Ji Chang first nodded, then shook his head.

Tianqing Martial Arts School has a total of nine Ming Jin practitioners, two of whom have reached the Perfect Ming Jin stage, and three of whom have reached the late Ming Jin stage.

Ji Changming's mid-stage cultivation level ranks outside the top five, making it almost impossible for him to compete for two spots!

Chen Mo's expression remained calm as always, but beneath the calm surface, undercurrents were lurking.

He walked to the side and began practicing on the stakes.

Before the martial arts exam begins, he needs to reach the level of internal strength to have any hope of passing the exam.

To achieve internal strength, one's comprehension of the Dragon Subduing Stance must reach a minor level of mastery.

But before long, a commotion broke out in the gym.

Two figures, exuding a chilling "killing aura," walked towards this direction.

Ji Changxian stopped practicing his martial arts and looked at the two people walking towards him.

One of them was Luo Heng, and the other was Zhou Pi, a mid-stage Ming Jin disciple. Zhou Pi was Luo Heng's only friend in the school, and they were kindred spirits.

Luo Heng gave a sinister smile and said, "Senior Brother Ji, you must already know the rules for this year's martial arts exam. Since it's an open competition for spots, how about we warm up a bit?"

"I'm busy," Ji Chang refused bluntly.

Luo Heng didn't give up easily, and challenged him, "If you don't even dare to face me, how can you expect to face your competitors in the martial arts department?"

That's actually true.

But because it was genuine, Ji Chang felt somewhat uneasy.

After a few moments, he asked, "How do we warm up?"

Luo Heng then showed a satisfied expression. "Each of you send two people. I'll team up with Zhou Pi, and you'll team up with Chen Mo."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo, who was practicing his martial arts, suddenly stopped.

Ji Chang turned to ask for his opinion, and Chen Mo nodded, which was unusual for him.