Gou Zai Xianwu Chaos World, Physical Sainthood

I checked the time; more than half an hour had passed since I took the blood-activating powder.

One dose of the Blood-Activating Powder increased my proficiency by ten points!

The remarkable results far exceeded Lu Cheng's expectations.

They've already surpassed the progress they made when they first started practicing stance training!

Lu Cheng felt a slight joy in his heart.

At this rate, even if I only cultivate for two hours a day, I can reach the late stage of Refining Strength by the end of the month!

In the later stages, at most another month, you will be able to complete the training!

The pills were indeed very effective.

In retrospect, Yun Huizi's claim that Du Ruo could enter the Qi Refining stage in three years was not an exaggeration.

The Qi Refining Realm has the Blood Activating Powder, while the Body Refining Realm has no fewer than four types of pills.

If the supply is opened up, the three-year refining process will actually be a relatively slow pace.

"I don't have the abundant resources that the Dongyang Sect has."

"You have to earn everything yourself."

"Therefore, we absolutely cannot afford to lose either of the next two matches, big or small."

Based on the consumption just now, that's two doses of Blood-Activating Powder a day.

The fifty sets of "Blood-Activating Powder" headdresses from the Lin Family Martial Arts School are of paramount importance.

In the later stages, the drug's effectiveness will likely decrease.

We'll inevitably have to increase the dosage then.

However, that was a month later.

With Lu Cheng's strength increasing by leaps and bounds, he will surely be able to find other ways to make money.

As for the Body Refinement Realm.

The resources consumed will only become more terrifying.

The competition three months from now may be the only opportunity to accumulate experience; once missed, it may never come again.

Therefore, we must not afford to lose anything under any circumstances!

You must have the strength to take on three, no, six!

Thinking of this, Lu Cheng stopped and took out another dose of blood-activating powder from his bag.

After thinking for a moment, I gritted my teeth and took out another packet.

Increasing proficiency by ten points in half an hour is not enough!

Since the issue of elixirs is no longer a concern for the time being.

Then why are you so timid and hesitant?

Didn't Yun Huizi say that relying solely on "outstanding individuals" is as difficult as climbing to heaven?

Would another year of training be enough?

That's right.

Lu Cheng's determined plan was to demonstrate his value through extremely rapid cultivation progress.

Reaching the Qi Refining Realm after a year of martial arts training is something that probably only the legendary "peerless geniuses" can achieve!

With a cultivation speed comparable to that of a prodigy, obtaining a cultivation technique to restore one's original vital energy should not be difficult!

Without further hesitation, Lu Cheng mixed the two packets of powder together and swallowed them without a word.

A surge of medicinal power, several times stronger than before, descended from the throat, like a red-hot iron rod thrusting into the dantian.

The veins on his exposed arms were visibly knotted, and it seemed as if the blood in his body was about to be burned.

Lu Cheng groaned, veins bulging on his forehead, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Lu Cheng gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his disordered breathing, and practiced the stance training with trembling hands.

While practicing stance training, breathe forcefully, one breath at a time.

When you inhale, the medicinal power flows into your lungs along with your breath.

When you exhale, the stagnation between your internal organs eases a little.

Over and over again.

Sweat evaporated into hot steam that rose from Lu Cheng's body, soaring into the sky like smoke.

"This is insane, absolutely insane!"

Everyone in the training ground was stunned by Lu Cheng's actions.

They had only heard of people taking blood-activating powder to maximize its effect, but they had never actually seen it.

Not to mention swallowing two doses at once like Lu Cheng.

"He...he couldn't have already reached the mid-stage of the Qi Refining realm, could he?"

Some people suspect that Lu Cheng's ferocity must mean he has already reached the mid-stage of the Qi Refining realm.

Upon hearing the discussion, everyone turned their attention to the four senior disciples who had already reached the mid-stage of the Qi Refining realm.

Especially Chen Qing.

Even they stood there, frozen in place.

Clearly, even they found Lu Cheng's actions unbelievable.

After realizing what had happened, the four of them shook their heads repeatedly.

Chen Qing's expression changed drastically, and his tone became gloomy:

"Mid-stage Qi Refining? No, absolutely impossible."

"You should know that only those with the qualifications of 'Peerless Tycoon' or above can possess the characteristics of 'Hundred Days Foundation Building'."

"In other words, even for Du Ruo, it would take three months to reach the peak of Qi Refining."

"In just half a month, they've probably only just begun to generate their strength."

"As for Lu Cheng, he's just a flawed 'outstanding talent,' how could he possibly be faster than Du Ruo?"

Upon hearing this, the others all nodded in agreement.

"Exactly, how can someone reach this level in just half a month?"

"Even if he had reached the mid-stage of Qi Refining, he couldn't possibly consume two doses of Blood Activating Powder at once."

He sighed and shook his head as he spoke:

"Lu Cheng has probably lost his mind because of the competition."

The chubby boy and his companions arrived at the training ground not long after Lu Cheng took the first dose of the Blood-Activating Powder.

Now she is looking at Lu Cheng with a worried expression.

Seeing that Lu Cheng's body was still trembling and his whole body was steaming with heat, she finally couldn't hold back anymore.

The chubby boy shouted, "I'm going to find the Third Chief Escort!" and rushed towards the inner courtyard.

Only Zhuang Xing pretended not to notice Lu Cheng's actions.

But everyone had already gathered around, and it would be too embarrassing to pretend I didn't know.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Xing was suddenly startled:

"Shameful? Isn't it shameful of me to pretend I don't know and run away like this?"

He turned to look at Lu Cheng in the crowd.

Although his body was trembling and his expression was pained, he did not stop practicing his stance training at all.

Not only did he not stop, but his every move remained perfectly standard.

"The path of martial arts is to contend with heaven, fight against earth, and seize from man."

"I wouldn't even dare take blood-activating powder, let alone talk about fighting for it. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Thinking this, Zhuang Xing seemed to have made up his mind and slowly walked towards Lu Cheng.

As he walked, he took out a dose of blood-activating powder from his pocket.

After squeezing into the crowd, he stood about ten feet away from Lu Cheng, opposite him, and slowly tore open the paper package:

"Lu Cheng, I admit your resolve in martial arts is unwavering, but how could I, Zhuang Xing, concede defeat!"

After saying that, he poured the powder into his mouth.

"boom!"

A strong, intense heat quickly spread through the air.

Sweat instantly soaked through Zhuang Xing's clothes.

His eyes could no longer see anything; all that remained was a blood-red expanse.

His chest felt like it was about to burst, and an uncontrollable stench of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

But Zhuang Xing was not afraid at all, and began to practice his stance training while his whole body trembled.

The six stance exercises were practiced repeatedly, gradually becoming faster and faster.

Gradually, a force I had never experienced before came from my feet.

And it quickly travels up the thighs, all the way to the waist and hips.

Zhuang Xing didn't stop moving, but he was laughing wildly.

"It's working! It's working!"

"Hahaha, Lu Cheng, I got through! I'm here too!"

"Hahaha, the path of martial arts is not lonely, my path is not lonely either!"

Those around Zhuang Xing were so frightened by his appearance that they took several steps back, saying in great fear:

"It's over, it's over, Zhuang Xing has gone mad too."

Just then, a low shout came from afar:

"Get out of the way!"

Before the words were finished, a surge of energy pushed the dozen or so disciples aside from the outside.

A gray figure quickly arrived in the middle of the crowd; it was Feng Zhan.

After getting a clear look at the situation, Feng Zhan cursed "idiot" under his breath and quickly pointed a finger at the back of Zhuang Xing's neck.

Zhuang Xing suddenly froze, then stood motionless.

Feng Zhan's fingers did not leave, and his other hand quickly placed on Zhuang Xing's back.

The force of his arms penetrated through Zhuang Xing's body, calming the chaotic and violent qi and blood within him.

After a full cup of tea, Zhuang Xingcai coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His eyes cleared for a moment, then his body went limp, and he closed his eyes and slumped to the side.

Feng Zhan supported his back and handed him to a disciple standing nearby:

"Help him back to rest and take good care of him."

After saying that, he turned to look at Lu Cheng, his brows furrowed.

At this moment, Lu Cheng couldn't hear the sounds around him at all.

I had no idea that so many things were happening outside.

My blood was coursing through my body like a tsunami.

It felt as if a giant drum had been inserted into my mind, roaring deafeningly with each heartbeat.

The medicine's effects were like red-hot iron chains, binding my muscles and internal organs, tightening continuously.

The sweat was evaporated by the heat as soon as it appeared, and the clothes clung to the body, both wet and hot.

Even in my mouth, there was a hint of sweetness and a metallic taste.

All of this indicates that the body's vital energy and strength are about to collapse.

Taking two doses of the blood-activating powder together is still too strong.

But it's not unbearable.

Lu Cheng kept practicing the first nine forms of the Xuan Ying stance.

Once, twice, three times...

Gradually, he stopped adhering to the order of the moves and focused on using his strength to resist the violent effects of the medicine.

Under intense pain, Lu Cheng clenched his teeth, his mouth making a cracking sound, as if it would shatter at any moment.

The fishy smell in my mouth grew stronger and stronger.

Finally, a trickle of crimson blood uncontrollably flowed from the corner of his mouth.

It had only just slid down his chin, before it even reached his neck, when it was evaporated by the astonishing heat emanating from his body.

"Third Chief, hurry up and make a move! Lu Cheng is spitting blood!"

The chubby boy cried out nervously.

Feng Zhan frowned and waved his hand:

"No rush, let's see. This kid can hold on for now."

"Although such actions are dangerous, they are far more effective than other gentler methods."

"Being able to persevere a little longer will bring unimaginable benefits."

Despite saying this, Feng Zhan still stared intently at Lu Cheng, his right hand hanging at his side always pointing with his sword.

As soon as Lu Cheng shows the slightest sign of trouble, they can act swiftly.

At this moment, although the medicinal power in Lu Cheng's body was still violent, it was beginning to develop in a direction that could be controlled.

His strength was constantly being broken and scattered, only to be repeatedly gathered back together by Lu Cheng.

And each reunion is more resilient than the last.

I don't know how much time passed, nor how many times I practiced the stance training.

Lu Cheng gradually felt his body temperature begin to drop, and his mind regained a sliver of clarity.

The violent medicinal power no longer surged wildly, but instead flowed along the opened meridians into the limbs and internal organs.

The burning pain turned into warmth, and the warmth gradually turned into coolness.

What was originally destructive has been transformed into nurturing.

Lu Cheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Although his eyes were still bloodshot, his gaze was incredibly firm.

Without pausing his stance training, he thanked Feng Zhan, his voice hoarse.

"Thank you for your protection, Third Escort."

Just now, when Feng Zhan was speaking, he had begun to regain his senses and realized that Feng Zhan had been watching over him the whole time.

Feng Zhan waved his hand and snorted coldly:

"You're courting death! Beat him fifty times before you stop."

After saying that, he turned and left.

After saying "Yes," Lu Cheng closed his eyes again, focusing his mind.

However, at this point, it was already extremely relaxing.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the black figure representing the Xuan Ying Zhuang Gong (Mysterious Eagle Stance Technique) kept growing larger and smaller.

The speed of the drills varied.

When it's fast, only a double image remains.

When it slows down, it resembles a sculpture.

It took a long time for things to return to normal.

【The Twelve Forms of the Black Eagle Stance】

[Grade: Low-grade human grade]

[Realm Level: Minor Success (60/300)]

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