Martial Arts Immortal Saint: Starting from Feeding Horses and Escorting Goods

Lu Chuan noticed the differences in the upgraded Iron Wire Fist with just a glance.

"Not only have redundant power generation issues been eliminated, but the connection between the waist and hips has also become smoother, and the starting stance, afterswing, and even the path of energy return during the punch's retraction have all been altered!"

A glint of light flashed in Lu Chuan's eyes.

Such benefits come from just a small rank improvement.

He only needed one glance to understand that the same Iron Wire Fist, the same level of cultivation, was much stronger than the lower-grade version, both in terms of the difficulty of cultivation and the power it could unleash!

"Huh? There are new techniques?"

Lu Chuan noticed that there was an additional description of boxing techniques.

"At the end of the punch, the wrist trembles, and the force penetrates to the bone. Before the fist even touches the target, the force has already penetrated deep into the wood."

"Is this a kind of 'shaking force,' used to strike objects from a distance, piercing skin and bones?"

Lu Chuan's heart raced slightly. This improvement in boxing technique would be extremely useful in future combat!

He couldn't resist any longer and immediately went to the wooden stake to begin practicing.

The overall energy flow path remained almost unchanged, still relying on one's own internal energy to drive the meridians and strike along the energy flow path, each punch powerful and resounding.

But this time, he could clearly feel that it was much smoother than before.

"I didn't notice it when I was practicing before, but now, after practicing at a higher level, I can see many of the redundant little problems from before!"

Lu Chuan was overjoyed. This not only greatly reduced the consumption of his physical strength and internal energy, but also increased the power!

"Heart-piercing hammer!"

Lu Chuan said in a low voice.

The next moment, his arm was as strong as iron wire and his fist as powerful as a steel hammer. He slammed out, and when his fist was still an inch away from the wooden stake, his wrist suddenly jolted.

"Bang!"

The fist didn't hit the wooden stake, but the stake made a muffled sound, shook, left a shallow dent, and shook off a layer of dust.

"This is the shaking force; the power penetrates even before the fist arrives."

Lu Chuan licked his lips.

However, even after the upgrade, reaching the entry level, its power is still insufficient to truly cause broken bones and serious injuries.

But why did he directly master the enhanced Iron Wire Fist shaking power?

He pondered for a moment, and then it dawned on him.

"I understand. The panel-based deduction technique digests all my understanding of the technique, my physical memory, and my combat experience, and extracts the optimized route."

"After the refinement was completed, this digested martial arts insight didn't disappear into thin air; it flowed back into me, which allowed me to directly break through to the Great Perfection of Skin Refinement!"

"This is also why intermediate-level Iron Wire Fist practitioners can directly enter the basics and master the shaking force."

Lu Chuan slowly took a deep breath.

At this moment, he discovered that the breathing path was now straight, from the dantian to the shin and then to the nasal cavity, completing the process in three steps.

Previously, one needed to travel a large circle from the dantian along the meridians through the chest, requiring a moment to catch one's breath.

"He can punch without panting, and can even immediately take another punch."

Lu Chuan clenched his fists, feeling that after the practice, his internal energy in his dantian was much greater and more abundant than before.

Even if the mastery level of the intermediate-grade Iron Wire Fist drops from proficiency to beginner, all aspects have improved significantly!

He checked the attribute panel again, focusing on the last line.

"The dissipated internal energy returns to the dantian."

"This means that all the internal energy I dissipate during cultivation will not truly dissipate, but will eventually return to my dantian. In other words, my cultivation is almost entirely free of loss, and all of it is real progress."

Lu Chuan was overjoyed.

It seems that my cultivation speed will improve by leaps and bounds in the future.

Just then, a soft sound came from outside.

Lu Chuan turned his head to look.

Before anyone knew it, Master He appeared under the eaves.

"Master He, what brings you here?" Lu Chuan asked in surprise.

"Your boxing skills have improved?"

He Laoliu stared at Lu Chuan, sizing him up from head to toe.

Lu Chuan smiled slightly and said, "With more practice these past few days, plus that life-or-death battle before, my mind has cleared up, and I've made a small breakthrough."

He Laoliu walked over and pressed the wooden stake.

The outer skin of the wooden stake is intact.

He placed his hand on a slight crack and applied a little pressure; the wood core emitted a very faint creak.

The cracks inside are moving, proving that the interior has been damaged by Lu Chuan's boxing style.

He withdrew his hand and glanced at Lu Chuan.

The scrutiny in his eyes lessened slightly, and he patted Lu Chuan on the shoulder: "You don't need to do chores this afternoon. Use your free time to practice your boxing. Next time you go on a escort mission, you'll lead the way."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chuan cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master He."

Sending him ahead wasn't a way of sending him to his death to scout the way, but rather an acknowledgment of his abilities.

He was made a formal escort by the security company, and like the other escorts, he was tasked with transporting goods, no longer an apprentice doing odd jobs.

After watching Master He leave, Lu Chuan took a deep breath.

"Two years have passed, and this day has finally come."

After becoming a镖手 (a type of镖师, meaning someone who acts as a镖师), their status within the镖局 (镖局 is a type of镖局 is called a镖局) completely changes, and they enjoy more benefits.

Of course, the dangers will increase even more when escorting goods in the future.

"However, I won't need to do odd jobs anymore. Apart from escort missions, I'll have more time to practice martial arts."

Lu Chuan's state of mind has changed somewhat.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Manager Sun pushed open the door inside the courtyard.

"Manager Sun, is there something you need from me?" Lu Chuan had just finished dressing, his expression slightly puzzled.

He had just gotten up and was getting dressed.

Manager Sun grinned, looked Lu Chuan up and down, and said with a smile, "You're quite something, kid. You've been doing odd jobs for two years and now you've been promoted to a porter. Not bad, not bad."

"Let's move out."

Lu Chuan was taken aback: "Where to move to?"

Old Sun tapped the cigarette holder in his hand and said, "Where else can we go? The place where the porters live, we won't have to live in the woodshed anymore."

He smacked his lips on his cigarette and continued with a laugh, "From now on, Zhao Kui can't call you Lu Xiaoma anymore."

"Alright, enough nonsense, let's go."

Lu Chuan realized what was happening, quickly dressed, and packed his belongings.

Aside from some simple clothes and a notebook that he carried close to his body, he didn't have much else.

He followed Old Sun, the steward, out of the woodshed. On the way, Old Sun explained the treatment and rules for the porters.

Lu Chuan listened attentively, nodding in agreement from time to time.

As he walked, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Steward Sun, aren't we going to the west wing?"

The west wing is where the porters live; this path clearly leads to the backyard.

Old Sun, the manager, laughed and said, "You're lucky, kid. It seems that Master He has taken a liking to you and promoted you directly to a formal team leader. You have a small room to live in and don't have to squeeze into a room with the other six ordinary team leaders."

"So that's how it is." Lu Chuan finally understood.

He thought about it for a moment.

My skills haven't reached the standard of a formal troop fighter yet. It was probably because I killed the evil spirits and improved my Iron Wire Fist that Master He truly valued me.

Manager Sun continued with a laugh, "Even Zhao Kui had to share a large dormitory room with six other people for three years before he was finally assigned a private room."

"You lived in an even worse woodshed, but you only used it for two years."

"If Zhao Kui finds out, he'll be furious."