Surviving in the chaos of battle, I'm grinding for proficiency.

Chapter 12 Ming Jin!

Songfeng Martial Arts School.

"I heard that Qin Feng defeated three Ming Jin disciples from Qianyun Martial Arts School in a row on the arena, winning with ease."

"Judging by the time, he only took half a month to break through to the Ming Jin realm... and now, after such a short time, he can already easily defeat veteran Ming Jin masters!"

"This is a true genius. Look at how his master treats him; he practically raises him like his own son, feeding him supplements and tonics like they're free!"

Li Chuan walked through the crowd, listening to their conversation, and felt a mix of emotions.

"In a month, I haven't even been able to fully accumulate my Qi and blood, yet Qin Feng is already virtually unmatched among those with superior martial arts skills... Is this the power of a top-tier physique?"

Sometimes, whether you like it or not, talent is extremely important in any industry.

Superior bone structure absorbs qi and blood much faster than inferior bone structure.

With sufficient resources to nurture them, they can accumulate enough vital energy to break through barriers in a short period of time.

Ironically, their success rate in breaking through the barriers is far superior to that of those with inferior aptitude.

In this back and forth, the gap widened again.

"Junior Brother Li." Luo Zheng, standing in the distance, nodded to Li Chuan as a greeting.

His arduous training during this period improved his attitude towards Li Chuan considerably.

In the past, if we met, it would be considered good if I didn't scold them a few times, but now I take the initiative to greet them.

Li Chuan smiled and responded with a fist and palm salute.

Walking to the familiar wooden stake, Hu Yuan continued to practice martial arts diligently.

The incident that happened more than twenty days ago seemed like a cruel joke played on him by fate.

They fell from heaven to hell in an instant.

"Hello, Senior Brother Li." Hu Yuan turned around and greeted him.

He then focused his attention on the wooden stakes and began practicing diligently.

However, his comprehension is clearly not high.

I've been practicing for almost a month, but there hasn't been much improvement.

Li Chuan also began practicing martial arts without stopping.

First, put your palms together, stand on one leg, and practice the "embracing the mountain" stance with your buttocks touching your toes.

After a short rest, he would sometimes turn his five fingers into thorns, which was insidious and vicious.

Sometimes his arms would be taut, and he would sweep them horizontally with great force.

When it's mealtime, we go to buy meat to eat.

With two and a half taels of silver, he can now eat meat to his heart's content.

A pound of pork costs thirty or forty coins; you can eat as much as you want every day.

After eating and drinking his fill, Li Chuan continued practicing martial arts.

Looking at the fluctuating numbers before him, Li Chuan pondered:

"With enough Qi and blood, my proficiency improved much faster than I expected. I thought it would take about twenty days to break through, but now it seems that the time can be shortened a bit."

Li Chuan truly experienced the benefits of having money!

"If I could enter the inner courtyard, I could eat wild beast meat every day and drink medicinal cuisine from time to time. I can't believe how much faster my skill level would improve back then!"

Li Chuan shook his head, pulled his distracted mind back, and buried himself in martial arts practice.

Autumn has passed and winter has arrived; time has quietly slipped away.

Since Liu Hu died, the leader of the Black Bear Gang has not sent anyone to forcibly buy him.

The Li family shop also became more stable.

With no worries about the future, Li Chuan's life gradually became a routine of going between home and work.

Every morning, I would get up at the crack of dawn and head straight to the training ground.

When you're tired, rest; when you're hungry, eat meat.

I practiced late into the night, working until very late before going back to sleep.

The situation inside the martial arts school was constantly changing.

Many senior disciples left in disappointment because they were unable to pass the test after six months.

Many energetic new faces also stepped into Songfeng Martial Arts School with hope in their hearts.

Only disciples who successfully pass the test and break through to the Ming Jin level can rest easy.

As time went by, Li Chuan's assessment day was fast approaching.

Despite his diligence and hard work, he still failed to pass the test.

People's opinions of him changed once again.

Previously, people thought he had turned over a new leaf.

Now he is regarded as a model of "not working hard when young".

Luo Zheng, on the other hand, greatly admired Li Chuan's perseverance.

He went from taking the initiative to greet people to occasionally coming over to offer some pointers.

Each time he received guidance, Li Chuan's proficiency improved significantly.

half a month later.

Li Chuan looked at the panel in front of him and took a deep breath:

"Success or failure hinges on this one battle."

【Skill: Mountain-Embracing Posture (Beginner)】

[Proficiency: 495/500]

[Technique: Tongbei Quan (Beginner)]

[Proficiency: 400/500]

There are only ten days left until the assessment.

His vital energy was almost at its peak, just one more step away from reaching its limit.

He had no chance of failing to get through.

If this attempt fails, it will take at least two months to replenish the lost vital energy and blood.

He doesn't have that much time left.

This defeat means he will have to leave the martial arts school.

Li Chuan felt somewhat uneasy.

He wasn't sure if the panel would work as he thought, where he could unlock the level simply by gaining enough skill.

But now, he doesn't have many opportunities to verify it.

There is only one path ahead: keep going.

Li Chuan took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it.

He walked to the training ground and practiced stance training on the special equipment.

Not long after.

[Practicing the Baoshan stance, proficiency +1]

……

【Skill: Mountain-Embracing Posture (Beginner)】

[Proficiency: 499/500]

As winter approaches, the temperature is cold.

But suddenly, white steam rose up beside Li Chuan.

In an instant, it attracted the attention of many people.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and focused their attention on Li Chuan.

They saw this scene quite often during this period.

This is also the case when many senior disciples seek enlightenment.

Whether they leave in disappointment like ordinary people, or achieve one or two out of ten successes and stay in the martial arts school, remains to be seen!

"Junior Brother Qin, what are you looking at?"

The high platform in the inner courtyard offers a panoramic view of the entire outer courtyard.

Senior Brother Tang Xiang leaned against the railing and asked Qin Feng with a smile.

Qin Feng snapped out of his daze and smiled:

"It's time to prepare to knock on the door of someone you know."

Tang Xiang followed his gaze and, upon seeing it was Li Chuan, looked at Jiang Ting with a mischievous grin:

"Isn't this Junior Sister Jiang's 'attendants'?"

Jiang Ting pouted:

"I don't even look at people who aren't willing to spend money on me."

Qin Feng explained:

"He has been in the museum for more than five months, and this should be his first and last visit."

Tang Xiang still smiled gently, but his expression softened with coldness.

"Junior Brother Qin, you already possess superior physique, and you are no longer on the same level as these people."

Even the most talented and insightful among them would find it difficult to match you.

It's best to avoid getting acquainted with such worthless people.

People like the Wang family in the inner city, and that incredibly wealthy water merchant from before, are the ones you should associate with more.

They can give you money, resources, and women.

"These are the truly useful people."

Tang Xiang changed his posture and casually said:

"Take your second senior brother Luo Zheng, for example. I often say that he doesn't do his proper job and doesn't specialize in his own martial arts. Instead, he likes to make friends with useless people. He often uses his precious time to instruct these apprentices. In the end, what does he get in return besides a word of gratitude?"

He entered the hospital around the same time as me, and we were initially neck and neck. Later, I cultivated relationships with various powerful figures and received a lot of financial support, while he always preferred to associate with mediocre people. Now, I can easily outmaneuver him.

Jiang Ting also covered her mouth and laughed:

"Junior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Tang is right. There's no need to associate with people I can easily attract with a flick of my finger."

Qin Feng seemed lost in thought, silently observing the diverse characters in the outer courtyard.

Li Chuan was unaware that a single, simple act of knocking on the gate had already sentenced him to death ten times over.

He was simply focused on doing his own thing.

As the final light curtain appeared before my eyes.

[Practicing the Baoshan stance, proficiency +1]

[The Baoshan stance training has reached the "minor mastery" stage]

He suddenly felt the abundant blood and energy in his body transform into powerful surges of energy surging through his body.

The meridians are swollen and painful, and the muscles are constantly torn and then reassembled.

The pain, accompanied by a tingling sensation, propelled his physique to new heights.

At the same time, the world before my eyes became clear.

Li Chuan could see that a junior brother in the distance had thick, black hair on his neck that was different from the others.

The wind blew the leaves down, and the rapid, continuous breathing of those around me seemed to be right next to my ears.

The thick blood in the body brings even stronger power as it flows and circulates.

That was an unprecedented power.

At that moment, Li Chuan knew clearly that he had successfully passed the test.

Everything happened so naturally.

From then on, he became a respectable Ming Jin martial artist.

The tuition fees at the martial arts school were mostly waived. They no longer had to do hard labor, clean latrines, or constantly worry about being kicked out of the school for not meeting the requirements.

Even his title changed from "apprentice" to "registered disciple".

To outsiders, they can even proudly proclaim that they are disciples of Songfeng Martial Arts School!

Back when he was an apprentice, no one would have taken him seriously if he had said that.

The apprenticeship is purely transactional, with no mentorship or affection whatsoever.

Moreover, with his strength as a martial arts master, he can take up positions in various powerful organizations to earn money, so he no longer needs to rely on his family for support!

The onlookers gasped in surprise.

Many disciples sought enlightenment in the outer courtyard, but most failed, and few succeeded.

The way many people look at him has changed.

The more astute among them would approach early to strike up a conversation.

Li Chuan responded to each question with a smile.

"Junior Brother Li, congratulations!" Luo Zheng, standing in the distance, wore a genuine smile.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother Luo," Li Chuan replied, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

Luo Zheng patted him on the shoulder and laughed heartily:

"It's all your own skill; I didn't help you much. Now that you're a Ming Jin disciple, I'll teach you a few moves when I have the chance!"

Li Chuan thanked him again, looking flattered.

After dealing with the situation, he inexplicably looked up.

Their eyes met.