Becoming a Martial Saint: Starting with the Mountain-Breaking Fist

Several more days passed quickly, and the entire martial arts street became increasingly lively, with people using their connections to make connections.

Those who buy elixirs.

Renhetang and Jinyutang in the inner city were packed with people, with queues stretching from one end of the street to the other.

Even with all available human and material resources, demand still exceeds supply.

After all, taking regular pills is allowed in martial arts exams, because even a martial artist with internal strength can absorb the boost to their blood and qi from a whole pill.

It will take three to four days.

The Qi and Blood Powder is not effective enough and is not advantageous in the high-intensity martial arts exam.

Duan Xuan didn't go to Renhetang to cause trouble, and instead went to the martial arts school to continue practicing his Breaking Mountain Fist.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Duan!"

"Junior Brother Duan, you're here so early again today?"

"Senior Brother Duan, Erniu and I have a few questions about the techniques. Could we ask you for guidance?"

Duan Xuan nodded in response to each of them. He rarely refused his fellow disciples who came to ask him for advice, and he never charged them.

It is already very difficult for most people to survive, let alone those who come to learn martial arts, who are among the poorest of the poor.

They are all exactly the same as they used to be.

If one were to stand idly by or take advantage of the situation, it would be disastrous.

He really didn't know how to write the character for "person".

"Senior Brother Duan, I feel my Qi and blood are quite abundant lately, and I should be able to break through to Ming Jin by the end of the month!" Liu Tie excitedly handed Duan Xuan a meat bun, obviously reserved for him specially: "I have gained a lot of insights from practicing martial arts next to you every day."

I also benefited greatly from the many techniques and methods for improving blood circulation!

Duan Xuan happily accepted the meat bun: "Stop being glib and talkative; diligent practice is the right path."

"Understood, understood," Liu Tie said with a grin, adopting the stance of the Broken Mountain Fist. "Senior Brother Duan, Senior Brother Zhang Chen has been missing for some time now. Do you know what he's been up to?"

  

Duan Xuan was taken aback. He really didn't know about this. Zhang Chen had been missing for more than half a month.

He left the martial arts school suddenly, assuming that his senior brother had found a good temporary job to earn money.

But after hearing what Liu Tie said, they realized that wasn't the case.

"Don't tell anyone else. I found out by accident from my two senior sisters yesterday. Senior Brother Zhang Chen actually went to Yunluo County to deliver a letter for Master."

"Is Yunluo County a county town nearly a hundred miles away from us?"

Liu Tie nodded frantically, still shaken, and said, "Didn't expect that, did you?"

My master also has several martial arts school owners as friends there, who are said to be masters of internal energy.

The purpose of contacting them is to prevent our martial arts school's participating disciples from being ambushed during the martial arts examination.

On the other hand, they hoped to bring in a disciple who was unwilling to participate in the competition.

You may not know this, but recently, a martial arts master with internal strength has appeared in the neighboring county to challenge the school.

Disciples from six or seven martial arts schools suffered the same fate. The top senior disciples of these schools had their innate talents destroyed, rendering them useless!

Duan Xuan frowned. He really didn't know about this, but what did it matter? What did challenging the dojo mean?

One person takes on an entire martial arts school!

Losing is fine, but winning is no different from publicly slapping the martial arts school owner in the face.

Moreover, if he kicks too many times, the local martial arts school will certainly not let him leave.

Maybe by now his hands and feet would be broken, and he'd be buried alive.

Master Chen Feng and Liu Tie's worries were completely unnecessary.

However, if you want to defend against the Scaled Python Martial Arts School, there's no problem.

Previously, a fellow disciple was seriously injured and is currently receiving treatment at a reputable medical clinic in Huangshe County.

"Judging by the time, Senior Brother Zhang Chen should be back today," Liu Tie said, sounding inexplicably excited.

He rubbed his hands together and said, "I wonder if there are any beautiful young ladies like you two senior sisters in the other martial arts schools?"

Once I break through to the inner strength stage, I will definitely marry a good daughter-in-law for my mother!

Duan Xuan was too lazy to listen to this kid's bragging. He was more concerned about where his two senior brothers, Song Dayuan and Wu Hui, had gone.

Today was their last attempt to break through to the Dark Force realm, but Duan Xuan hadn't seen them since their sparring session a few days ago.

Even as night fell, Duan Xuan still hadn't seen the two of them.

"Junior Brother Liu Tie, do you know what these two senior brothers have been busy with lately? I haven't seen them making any preparations for breaking through to the Dark Force realm these past two days."

Liu Tie exclaimed "Ah!" and blinked: "I thought you knew, but it turns out you didn't."

After our last sparring session, late that night, my two senior brothers, Song Dayun and Wu Hui, packed their bags and left the martial arts school.

At the time, Senior Sister Jingyun tried to dissuade them, suggesting they wait five days to break through to the Dark Force realm, but the two were adamant and no one could persuade them to stay.

I noticed that the other Ming Jin practitioners also looked distressed, as if they were the ones who had passed away. It was really strange!

"I understand..." Duan Xuan felt a pang of sadness.

Without natural talent, connections, resources, or opportunities, martial arts training seems so ruthless to ordinary people.

Looking back on the past few months, although the two people were not close to him, they could communicate and exchange ideas from time to time.

Duan Xuan was also well aware that the sadness and grief shown by the other disciples were not feigned.

However, they were not sorry for the two men, but worried about their own future.

Time flies, and Poshan Martial Arts School has stood in this county town for who knows how long, but every year new people enter and every year old people leave.

Martial arts schools may shorten social classes, but once you step out of those doors, social class remains the same. No matter how deep the bond between brothers, it's difficult to overcome it in a lifetime.

"Sigh..." In the end, it turned into a sigh, and the two figures gradually disappeared from Duan Xuan's sight.

By evening, Duan Xuan was drenched in sweat. He had been practicing the moves of the Breaking Mountain Fist repeatedly, but he still hadn't grasped the last two moves at all. Duan Xuan was numb.

"Perhaps only when one reaches the Transformation Realm will one be able to truly see through these two moves!" After packing his things, he prepared to leave.

Suddenly, cries and screams came from outside the door.

"Master, Senior Sister, help! They...they have no martial ethics!"

Upon hearing Zhou Ye's familiar voice, the disciples, who had been practicing martial arts to the point of exhaustion, surged out in a flurry.

Zhou Ye was covered in blood and looked utterly wretched, while a tall man lay on his back, barely alive, his wounds reaching his bones, revealing the white bones beneath.

"Junior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Zhang Chen, what's going on!"

The disciples immediately assumed a guarded stance and escorted the two into the courtyard.

The martial arts students around watched the commotion, some of them running into the courtyard to report to their masters. Passersby on the street were startled and kept their distance.

But I couldn't help being curious about what had happened at the martial arts school.

boom!

The doors of the Poshan Martial Arts School slammed shut, shutting out the onlookers.

"What happened? The martial arts school disciples were attacked by bandits?"

"Don't be ridiculous, they wouldn't dare."

"His injuries are so severe, could it have been done by a demonic beast?"

"Monsters? You've been reading too many picture books. There are no monsters here! Go away, you brat, go sell your pancakes!"

"Could it be the undead army attacking?"

Everyone fell silent, and the atmosphere became awkward.

After a long while, someone finally broke the deadlock: "Impossible. The undead army is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from us. I heard it was the people from the Scaled Python Martial Arts School who did it."

The two martial arts schools had been at odds recently, and a few days ago they even fought to the death.

I heard that the Dragon Elephant Academy even sent people here.

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