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

We walked a little further ahead.

Chu Hong was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

"Brother Chu!"

The force was perfectly controlled, yet it startled him and made his heart tighten.

Chu Hong turned his head and saw a domineering face come into view.

It is indeed aged.

Chu Hong quickly took two steps back, suppressing his lingering fear, and respectfully spoke:

"Master Chen!"

"Don't be so formal!" Chen Nian said in a very familiar manner, putting his arm around Chu Hong's shoulder.

"Where are you taking all this stuff, Brother Chu?"

Chu Hong knew he couldn't hide his martial arts training from anyone, so he frankly said:

"Master Chen, my father paid my tuition at the martial arts school a month ago, and I'm going to practice martial arts today."

Upon hearing this, Chen Nian frowned and looked Chu Hong up and down.

She squeezed his arm again, secretly relieved, and slowly spoke:

"Brother Chu, with your health, you shouldn't practice martial arts."

"It's a waste of money, it's impossible to succeed. You might as well come and work for me, I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury."

"I'd like to give it a try," Chu Hong replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Besides, my father has already paid the money, so it would be a waste if we didn't go."

At this moment, a burly man standing to the side sneered:

"Don't listen to his bragging, boss. He went to the martial arts school last month, but he came back looking utterly defeated in less than a day."

"I was even crying back then, hahaha!"

"Hahahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter.

Even Chen Nian couldn't help but chuckle; his initial worry immediately subsided.

He changed the subject abruptly: "What's your father's decision?"

Chu Hong felt a chill run down his spine.

Is there such a rush?

It's only been a day.

"My father is considering it. He said he will definitely give Mr. Chen a satisfactory answer."

Chen Nian patted Chu Hong on the shoulder:

"I hope so."

As she spoke, she spotted a large flatbread on Chu Hong's backpack and took a bite.

"Hmm, it smells pretty good."

Chu Hong remained silent, his pursuit of strength growing even stronger.

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It was half an hour later when we arrived at Chengfeng Martial Arts School.

As soon as they arrived at the training ground, someone's eyes lit up and they quickly gathered around.

"Oh, isn't this Young Master Chu? How dare you come back?"

"Won't he run away crying again this time, will he? Hahahaha."

The speaker was tall and thin, with a mocking expression on his face.

It was Chu Hong's former roommate.

His voice was loud, immediately drawing the attention of those practicing martial arts in the training ground.

After recognizing Chu Hong, a small number of people turned away in boredom and continued training.

Some people stared at Chu Hong as if he were a joke, pointing and whispering.

The new apprentices were curious, and after the older apprentices explained things to them, they joined them.

Chu Hong ignored him, gave the tall, thin man a cold stare, and walked past him into the building.

"you......"

Feeling embarrassed at being ignored, the tall, thin man immediately stepped forward to grab Chu Hong.

Just then, a composed figure walked over, subtly blocking the tall, thin man's path: "Junior Brother Chu, you're back."

Chu Hong cupped his hands in greeting: "Senior Brother Xiao, I'm back."

The visitor's name was Xiao Yi, and he had been at the martial arts school for three months.

It is said that he originally had excellent aptitude, and the master of the academy had even taken him in as a disciple.

However, an accident occurred right after he broke through the Ming Jin stage; his physical constitution inexplicably deteriorated, and he became inferior overnight.

The already weakened Qi and blood further dissipated.

He was then abandoned by the master Zhuang Chengfeng and sent back to the outer courtyard.

On the day the original owner of this body cried and ran away, Senior Brother Xiao persuaded him for a long time.

Although I couldn't dissuade them, we got to know each other because of it.

Senior Brother Xiao looked at Chu Hong, whose spirit and energy had completely changed in just one month.

He nodded with some relief and said:

"We just hired some new people these past two days."

"Your original dorm is full, but I have a spot available in mine. Come stay here."

"Okay!" Chu Hong naturally agreed.

Although he knew he would be ridiculed for coming to the martial arts school.

Although he wouldn't take those words to heart, he didn't want them to be constantly ringing in his ears.

Living with Senior Brother Xiao would keep him away from trouble, and he could ask his martial arts instructor to come whenever he wanted.

Just what he wanted.

This is much better than those teachers who look down on people.

On the way, Senior Brother Xiao explained the rules to him in detail.

The inner and outer courtyards have strict rules, and apprentices from the outer courtyard are not allowed to enter the inner courtyard without permission.

Apprentices in the outer courtyard who have not yet reached the Ming Jin level are required to do odd jobs from time to time to contribute to the martial arts school.

If a student fails to reach the Ming Jin level within six months, they will be expelled from the martial arts school.

There are also rules such as prohibiting members of the same sect from killing each other.

Chu Hong remembered them all.

Before long, the two arrived at the dormitory.

Senior Brother Xiao pointed to the empty bed in the middle and said, "Junior Brother Chu, you can sleep here."

He then pointed to two other beds and introduced them: "This is my seat outside, and this is the seat for the new disciple, Pang Hai."

"He's practicing martial arts at the training ground; you'll see him soon."

The beds in the martial arts school are also considered shared dormitories, but unlike the large shared dormitories where servants of noble families sleep, a dozen or more people sleep in a row.

Instead, a large wooden board was divided into three beds, each of which was quite spacious.

That makes sense, since they are all martial arts practitioners.

If squeezed too tightly, friction and sparks are inevitable.

Keep a little distance to avoid trouble.

Moreover, the martial arts school occupies several acres, so a little extra space won't hurt.

Chu Hong nodded, feeling pretty good.

He put down his luggage and then put the basket into the cabinet, thus settling in.

Chu Hong rubbed his hands together and said, "Senior Brother Xiao, if there's nothing else, may we go practice our martial arts first?"

Senior Brother Xiao looked at Chu Hong with surprise again.

He thought to himself, "It seems this kid has really changed and realized something."

Compared to her pampered and averse-to-hardship state a month ago, she is completely different.

Seeing Chu Hong's ambition, Senior Brother Xiao was also very pleased, and he nodded:

"Come on, Junior Brother Chu, I'll teach you martial arts."

The two soon arrived at the training ground, and Senior Brother Xiao led Chu Hong to a corner.

He distanced himself from those meddlesome apprentices.

"Junior Brother Chu, do you still remember the stance training I taught you last time?"

"I still remember!" Chu Hong replied.

Chu Hong raised his hand, lowered his shoulders, tucked his chest, and straightened his back, instantly recreating the Hunyuan stance from his memory.

Senior Brother Xiao was astonished upon seeing such a perfect stance: "Junior Brother, you've already mastered it?!"

"Of course, my junior brother hasn't wasted this month at home."

Chu Hong would not say it, because after receiving the original owner's memories, he knew how to practice the stance.

Furthermore, after the Golden Finger engraving of the stance training, one can directly enter the basics of stance training.

That's why the movements are so precise.

Senior Brother Xiao had no doubts, after all, Junior Brother Chu's change was truly too great.

It's plausible that he practiced stance training at home.

He only came for one day, and the instructor only gave a brief explanation.

Junior Brother Chu mastered the basics with just this one point; his comprehension... is quite remarkable.

Unfortunately, he only has inferior physical constitution.

Even mastering the basics of martial arts is difficult; it would be a waste of such excellent comprehension.

Sigh, she really is just like me, a person with a miserable life.

"In that case, let's practice together!"

Senior Brother Xiao shook his mind of distractions and also assumed a fighting stance.

The head is held upright with the chin slightly tucked in, the spine straight as a pine tree, the shoulders relaxed and the elbows sinking, the chest slightly concave and the back straight, and the feet firmly planted on the ground.

With arms crossed over his chest, as if embracing a perfectly round balloon, his aura was calm and composed, blending seamlessly with the heavens and earth.

His breath was even more exquisite than Chu Hong's.

Chu Hong focused intently on imitating, adjusting his posture and breathing.

In just a short while, his whole body began to tremble, and his blood and qi began to surge.

Then came waves of stinging and itching that emanated from my limbs and bones, and large beads of sweat poured out.

His clothes were quickly soaked.

But Chu Hong persevered through gritted teeth.

One breath, two breaths, a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...

It wasn't until about half an hour later.

[Hun Yuan Stance Proficiency +1]