Martial Arts Sainthood Begins with the Tiger-Taming Fist

Only by breaking through to the Ming Jin level can one truly step into the path of martial arts, arrive at the foot of the majestic mountain of martial arts, and begin to climb. Those who have not reached the Ming Jin level can only hesitate in the distance.

Chen Mo snapped out of his thoughts.

The basic principles and insights of the Dragon Subduing Stance Kung Fu converged in his mind, and he began to practice around the stance, transforming every insight into the essence of practical martial arts.

The more I understand, the more I realize that martial arts are profound, far more than just superficial illustrations and manuals.

……

In the afternoon, Chen Mo drank some porridge and ate the radish stewed with pork ribs and seasonal vegetables that he had brought in the morning. The radish was stewed until it was soft and tender, and the bone marrow had been stewed into the soup, making it very fragrant.

He hadn't experienced this kind of life of eating both vegetables and meat in a long time.

After the meal, he went to the iron furnace room to continue honing his understanding of the Dragon Subduing Stance Technique.

Since joining the Tianqing Martial Arts School, the laborers around him have started to flatter him. Everyone wants to build a relationship with potential martial arts practitioners in the future. More connections mean more opportunities, even if these connections are only maintained through words.

Behind the scenes, these laborers, watching Chen Mo's retreating figure, would show sour expressions and lament the injustice of fate.

It is worth mentioning that since Huang E's death, the relationship between the Black Tiger Gang and the Fierce Sand Gang seems to have become more tense, which can be seen from the gloom on the faces of the two supervisors.

Chen Mo paid little attention to it and focused on burning iron.

……

Dusk was falling.

As Chen Mo was concentrating on smelting iron, a golden light suddenly flashed in his mind:

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

【Dragon Subduing Stance Exercise: Basic stance exercise, training leg flexibility at the bottom and fist strength at the top】

Comprehension: 1/100 (Beginner)

His comprehension of the Dragon Subduing Stance Technique had finally begun, and he immediately entered a meditative state, silently reciting the basic principles of the Dragon Subduing Stance Technique manual.

In the process, he discovered profound truths in the seemingly insignificant details that he had previously overlooked.

The enlightenment he gained from cultivating his skills amidst mountains and rivers manifested as golden silhouettes of martial arts moves, slowly flowing past his eyes.

All of these things were etched into Chen Mo's heart like a brand. He didn't need to deliberately remember them; he would never forget them. He only needed to accept them.

Without cultivating one's understanding through nature, it would take seven or eight years to discover and explore the principles hidden within the techniques. Even with guidance, one's understanding would not be as profound as that gained through personal experience.

As the laborers in the iron furnace gradually left, Chen Mo practiced the Dragon Subduing Stance Technique a few times on the spot, realizing that the insights needed to be immediately put into practice and become techniques in order to gain a deeper understanding.

Time slips away, bit by bit.

On the thirteenth time, he suddenly felt strange changes in his body, so he immediately sat down cross-legged.

It felt as if thousands of insects were crawling over my skin, causing intense itching, burning heat, and redness. The skin that the "insects" had crawled over became tough and yellowish, as if it had grown a layer of scales.

He touched it and immediately felt its firmness, and the tendons and bones inside also became more resilient.

Once all the "devouring insects" disappeared, Chen Mo felt an unprecedented sense of refreshment in his body. The feeling of heaviness was completely gone, and even his gaze became sharp.

"This is Ming Jin Yao..."

Chen Mo threw a punch, the sound of wind breaking through the air like a mountain wind passing over a hill, lasting for two breaths before stopping.

"It's much stronger than before."

He was overjoyed, knowing full well that this Ming Jin (明劲) had hindered countless martial arts practitioners. If it weren't for the nourishment of his skills by nature, he didn't know how long it would have taken him to break through to Ming Jin.

At the same time, anticipation shone in his eyes. Just how high would this cultivation of martial arts through mountains and waters take him?

Chen Mo left the iron furnace room and headed home.

As I passed by the brothel, I glanced at the entrance and seemed to see Chen Lan's back. She was being stopped by a burly man with a knife at the moment.

At the entrance, the burly man said in a deep voice, "Miss, if you obey and come into this brothel, you'll be treated to free food and drink, and have a good time to while away the night. If you don't go in..."

His gaze turned cold. "There are people coming and going at this entrance. If someone sees this, it will ruin my brothel's business, and we won't be polite!"

Chen Lan paled instantly. How could she not know what a brothel was! She had only passed by this place on her way home from the butcher shop when she was stopped.

The other party made it sound nice, offering free food and drinks, but what good would it do for a woman to entertain herself in a brothel? What if she got drunk...?

Just last year, a woman living in the same alley was dragged into a brothel, drugged, and forced to become a prostitute.

Thinking of this, Chen Lan's voice trembled, "Brother, I was just passing by and was in a hurry to get home. I didn't mean to ruin your business. Please let me go back."

The burly man glared angrily. "That won't do! I've extended a warm invitation, and you refuse to come in. People will think our brothel is a den of dragons and tigers!"

Meanwhile, in the shadows at another alley entrance stood two figures, Chen Mei and Chen Hang.

Chen Mei crossed her arms, her right heel against the corner of the wall, looking on with a spectator's expression, "Let's see how she gets out of this mess."

Chen Hang was slightly worried, "Sister, we may not have a good relationship with her family, but if she gets arrested... she might never get out."

Chen Mei rolled her eyes at him. "If she gets arrested, it's just bad luck. What, you want to go in and save her?"

Chen Hang glanced at the burly man with a sword at the door, swallowed hard, and said, "From this distance, I really can't tell that person's strength. If he's already reached the Ming Jin level..."

Chen Hang shuddered as he finished speaking.

The burly man took a step forward, and just as he was about to touch Chen Lan, a figure swiftly darted between them.

"Xiao Mo!"

"Who are you?" The burly man's face darkened further.

"It's my turn to ask you." Chen Mo observed the man's physique and complexion. Although he was a martial artist, he had not yet reached the level of Ming Jin.

Seeing that Chen Mo spoke with a strong voice and showed no fear, the burly man with the knife did not attack immediately. Instead, he mentioned his background, "I am a member of the Fierce Sand Gang. I was invited by the brothel to maintain order. This person..."

He pointed at Chen Lan, "It's affecting the brothel's business, so I'll invite her in for a cup of tea."

Chen Mo thought to himself, "The Fierce Sand Gang is capable of standing up to the Black Tiger Gang, so they must be no ordinary group..."

At the alley entrance, Chen Mei saw Chen Mo appear and a smile curved her lips. "Even the poor rascal is here. This show is going to be good today."

Chen Hang remained silent, seemingly sensing something.

Standing at the door, Chen Mo pondered for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand on the other person's shoulder, and slowly said:

"I am a disciple of the Rock Martial Arts School. We are both martial arts practitioners, and it's better to have one more friend than one more enemy. Let's take our leave now, and I'll visit you another day, how about it?"

His hand appeared casually resting, but he was actually exerting force subtly. The burly man felt a hundred pounds of weight on his hand, and his expression changed instantly. "Clear...clear force!"

"Alright...alright, since you're friends from Rock Martial Arts School, you can leave now."

Chen Mo stopped, and the big man felt much more relaxed, watching Chen Mo and Chen Lan leave.

Chen Mei, standing at the alley entrance, jumped up in shock at this bizarre scene. "Are you kidding me? That idiot let them go?"

Chen Hang, who was standing next to him, came to his senses and stammered, "Chen Mo seems... seems to have practiced... practiced martial arts."

"Are you really sure you saw it clearly?"

"Highly likely."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mei's face turned extremely pale.