Starting from the pharmacy, he grew into a martial saint among men.

Chu Hong clenched his fist tightly, extremely excited.

Although he knew there was a control panel, he encountered no bottlenecks in his breakthrough.

But when he actually stepped into this stage, it still excited him.

Senior Brother Xiao cupped his hands in congratulations: "Congratulations, Junior Brother Chu, on successfully passing the test."

The other apprentices also gathered around, offering their congratulations.

Chu Hong nodded in response, and his gaze inadvertently met that of Pang Hai in the distance.

He also saw Senior Sister Song who kept sneaking peeks at him.

He nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

On the other side, Pang Hai's expression grew even more gloomy, but he caught a glimpse of the interest on Senior Sister Song's face out of the corner of his eye.

Jealousy surged within him.

"Senior Sister, didn't Senior Sister Zhuang need to talk to you? We should go now."

"Okay, sure!"

Song Yue reluctantly withdrew her gaze and replied somewhat absentmindedly.

Pang Hai gave Chu Hong a final, cold look.

The woman who seduced me...

There is already a way to die.

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Zhuang Chengfeng quickly learned of Chu Hong's successful breakthrough.

He walked out from the inner courtyard, nodded and said, "Not bad, he only took two and a half months to reach the Ming Jin level."

He didn't have a deep impression of Chu Hong.

All I remember is that this disciple joined the martial arts school more than two months ago and seemed to be practicing very hard.

That makes sense; with dozens or even hundreds of disciples at the martial arts school, it's impossible for him to remember everyone clearly.

Moreover, his focus is currently solely on Pang Hai.

But he still spoke in a formulaic manner:

"From today onwards, you are my disciple. When you travel, you may use the name of my Chengfeng Martial Arts School."

"Thank you, Master!" Chu Hong bowed and said.

Chu Hong was also very excited.

With the status of a nominal disciple, the Iron Fist Gang will have to think twice before trying to harm the Chu family again.

Zhuang Chengfeng casually gave the following advice:

"Ming Jin is just the starting point. One must never slack off in martial arts training. Even for those with average physical constitution, it is not easy to break through to the next level."

"You need to practice even harder, understand?"

Chu Hong was slightly taken aback, but responded respectfully:

"Your disciple will remember this."

At this moment, a tall, thin apprentice in the training ground sneered:

"The master actually thought he had average aptitude, when he's clearly inferior. Haha, look at him, he just agreed to it..."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was extremely clear to the ears of a master of internal energy.

Not only him, but even Chu Hong heard it clearly.

His face showed bitterness. How could he possibly expose his master's words after what had just happened?

We just need to wait until we can get through this.

Zhuang Chengfeng was stunned for a moment. He had originally intended to give Chu Hong a couple of pointers, but now he lost interest.

But he still had doubts. How could someone with inferior physique reach the Ming Jin stage so quickly?

"Master, my family runs a pharmacy, and they usually provide me with blood-tonifying medicines."

"Furthermore, I often buy donkey meat, venison, and secret medicinal soup to supplement my diet, which helps me accumulate qi and blood faster."

Zhuang Chengfeng understood and shook his head slightly.

Like some of the young masters in the inner city, he was originally a Ming Jin (明劲) cultivator who had been promoted through cultivation.

This kind of inherent talent is basically limited to one breakthrough, with no possibility of further advancement.

Its potential is limited, and it's not worth the time to cultivate it.

He waved his hand dismissively and said, "I have other matters to attend to. I'll have your senior brothers and sisters test your fighting style later."

Before he could finish speaking, he hurriedly left.

"Hahaha, the master saw that he had inferior aptitude and turned away, hahaha."

"Look at him, that expression..."

The one speaking was still the same tall, skinny roommate who used to be so talkative; he thought Chu Hong would ignore him.

Chu Hong's eyes turned slightly cold.

Before he reached the level of Ming Jin, he did not argue with his opponent, which showed his friendliness.

Even though he had already reached the Ming Jin realm, he was still a nominal disciple. If the other party still spoke rudely, that would be a transgression of the rules.

There are strict rules and regulations governing the relationship between registered disciples and apprentices.

Anyone who dares to bully an apprentice will be severely punished.

However, if the apprentice causes trouble first and provokes the disciple, then he has a reason to take action.

Chu Hong stepped forward and slapped him across the face.

The tall, thin man flew through the air, losing most of his teeth.

Chu Hong's tone was cold and stern:

"As a martial arts apprentice, you have no respect for your elder brother and dare to mock him! You deserve a beating!"

The tall, thin man covered his face, staring at Chu Hong in disbelief.

He never expected that Chu Hong would dare to make a move.

But seeing Chu Hong's indifferent expression, he wisely chose to bow his head and admit his mistake.

Senior Brother Xiao came over to comfort Chu Hong, telling him not to take Zhuang Chengfeng's behavior to heart.

After all, the purpose of opening a martial arts school is twofold: to pass on the tradition and to make money.

The task of passing on knowledge and skills is the responsibility of the inner court disciples, and has nothing to do with the outer court disciples.

Unless they can also break through to the Dark Force realm and become inner court disciples.

The purpose of recruiting these apprentices is simply to make money and select talented individuals.

Even if he has already reached the Mingjin level, if he has no value for further development, Zhuang Chengfeng will naturally leave.

Chu Hong actually saw things very clearly; Senior Brother Xiao was the best example of this.

When he was of superior physical constitution, Zhuang Chengfeng treated him as his own son.

Once his foundation crumbled, he was relegated to the outer courtyard and never heard from again.

"I'm only here to practice martial arts; who the master values ​​is none of my business."

Chu Hong thought to himself.

"Senior Brother Xiao, come on, let's continue practicing!" Chu Hong invited Xiao Yi again.

But Xiao Yi waved his hand and said, "Now is not the time to practice boxing. Look, Senior Sister Song is here."

Chu Hong followed his gaze and saw the beautiful Senior Sister Song standing not far away, nodding to him.

"Senior Sister Song," Chu Hong said, bowing.

Song Yue nodded: "Yes, Junior Brother Chu, Master asked me to test your fighting style."

In fact, she earned this opportunity herself.

She wanted to test Chu Hong herself to see how capable he really was.

"good!"

Chu Hong assumed a fighting stance, and the two of them instantly shifted their positions.

Fists, palms, and claws moved in unison, back and forth, as fast as lightning.

Bang bang bang!

Within ten moves, Chu Hong was locked down by Song Yue's exquisite techniques and defeated.

"So this is the power of hidden strength?"

Chu Hong was secretly shocked, directly sensing the power of the hidden force.

The sense of pride that Cheng Mingjin had just felt was instantly suppressed.

Song Yue loosened her grip and said softly:

"Junior Brother Chu, your Nine Forging Fist is not yet fully mastered. Your power generation and technique changes are still a bit rough. I'll teach you a few tricks."

After saying that, she patiently broke down the moves and explained the techniques to Chu Hong.

Chu Hong was greatly shocked.

So that's how you can make a move.

Even after Senior Sister Song left, Chu Hong remained immersed in his reflections.

It took him a long time to emerge from that profound realization.

Scanning his surroundings, Chu Hong couldn't wait to call out to Senior Brother Xiao in the distance, "Senior Brother Xiao, I've gained some new insights. Let's spar!"

Xiao Yi naturally agreed.

He also wanted to see how Chu Hong, who had received special training from Senior Sister Song, would turn out.

After all, when he reached the Ming Jin level, the senior brother who came to test his fighting style didn't give him any special training.

Bang bang bang!

With more than ten moves in a row, Chu Hong's moves were tricky and his changes were swift, making Senior Brother Xiao tremble with fear.

Xiao Yi shook his numb arm: "I'm not fighting anymore!"

"Using the techniques Senior Sister Song taught you for sparring? Aren't you just bullying me?"

Chu Hong said, "If Senior Brother Xiao wants to learn, I'll teach you."

"this......"

"Don't worry." Chu Hong waved his hand dismissively. "I've already asked Senior Sister Song, and she can teach you."

Xiao Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But seeing that Chu Hong seemed completely oblivious to romantic feelings, she silently felt sorry for Senior Sister Song.

The falling flowers are full of affection, but the flowing water is heartless.

"Senior Brother Xiao, how much is your monthly salary for a temporary post? I'd also like to find a temporary post."

In the evening, Chu Hong inquired.