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

Qin Feng realized he had said the wrong thing, so he wisely shut up and lay down to sleep.

Li Chuan didn't pay any attention and brought up the control panel after washing up.

[Embracing Mountain Stance (Beginner)]

[Proficiency: 110/500]

"After practicing all night, I gained ten points of proficiency."

Li Chuan nodded secretly, satisfied with the progress.

Although it may seem like a small amount, its strength lies in perseverance.

As long as you practice every day, your proficiency will not decrease at all.

Moreover... most importantly, the panel allows me to directly cultivate the Embracing Mountain Stance to a minor level and complete the breakthrough!

Martial arts training involves two steps. The first step is to accumulate qi and blood by practicing standing meditation and dietary supplements.

Once the body, this "container," is full, the next step is to move on.

Knock on the gate!

Knocking on the gates is a shock to the body that mobilizes the body's Qi and blood.

If successful, it will elevate the body to a new level: Ming Jin (manifest strength)!

This is why a breakthrough is called "knocking on the gate".

This is not something that can be easily accomplished or achieved naturally.

This is risky!

The better one's innate qualities, the greater the success rate of overcoming obstacles.

For someone with such inferior aptitude as Li Chuan, the chance of succeeding on the first attempt is only one in ten or twelve.

This is why those with inferior physical attributes are considered to have a bleak future.

Breaking through to the level of Ming Jin is already so difficult, let alone the later levels of An Jin and Hua Jin.

"But I'm different. I have the permanent certificate attribute on the panel. As long as I'm skilled enough, I can successfully pass the test."

Li Chuan's eyes flickered, knowing that this was another major effect of the Hunyuan Jade Talisman.

It could even be said that it is just as important as improving proficiency.

Thinking this, Li Chuan's eyelids felt heavy.

Covered by a not-so-soft and not-so-warm reed quilt, I smelled the lingering stench of sweat on my nose.

You can still smell the fishy odor coming from the outhouse outside from time to time.

The outer disciples' residences were merely habitable, not comfortable.

Li Chuan's thoughts drifted.

I heard that the inner disciples live in independent houses, covered with clean, fluffy cotton quilts that are exceptionally warm.

When will I be able to live in the inner courtyard?

His eyelids gradually closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

……

Li Chuan was awakened by Qin Feng's rustling sounds.

Qin Feng was changing his clothes when he saw him wake up. He said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Li, it's time to teach 'Tongbei Quan' soon, I have to go out right away."

"Wait," Li Chuan called out to him, "I'll go with you."

Qin Feng was taken aback for a moment: ".......Okay."

……

Martial arts training ground.

The sun had not yet climbed over the mountain, casting only a dim light.

But this did not dampen the enthusiasm of the many new disciples.

Songfeng Martial Arts Academy recruits disciples once a month, and after they are settled, it organizes a martial arts training session.

He taught Songfeng Martial Arts School's signature boxing technique, Tongbei Quan.

"That's strange. Usually, it's Master who teaches martial arts. Why is it Second Senior Brother who's teaching us today?" Qin Feng muttered to himself.

Li Chuan followed his gaze.

A square-faced man dressed in black training clothes was standing on a high platform, surveying the entire scene.

Luo Zheng, the second senior disciple of Songfeng Martial Arts School.

"My master is not in the school, so I will be teaching martial arts on his behalf today," Luo Zheng explained to everyone.

His gaze slowly swept over each person.

They're all new faces... why is there an old man here?

Luo Zheng's gaze fell on Li Chuan, his brows furrowed.

Logically speaking, Tongbei Quan is a style of boxing that all new disciples should learn.

However, Li Chuan, who had been with the school for four months, was absent from every time he taught boxing techniques.

As the second senior brother, he knows many people.

He knew Li Chuan; his family was of modest means, and he was able to enter the martial arts school only because of the support of his entire family.

However, after entering the museum, instead of striving for improvement, he became ignorant and idle, spending his days indulging in debauchery with Jiang Ting.

Therefore, he had a very bad impression of Li Chuan.

At that moment, Luo Zheng said with a cold face:

"Tongbei Quan is the foundational martial art of our school, so everyone should pay close attention and practice it diligently, especially the older members who have been here for a long time!"

The disciples looked somewhat bewildered, unsure who Luo was referring to.

Li Chuan wasn't a big celebrity; he was only known among his older disciples.

Only Qin Feng secretly glanced at Li Chuan, knowing who his second senior brother was referring to.

Li Chuan remained calm and showed no reaction.

Having lived two lives, these words could no longer disturb his mind.

Luo Zheng took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and said loudly:

"You are probably familiar with the different levels of martial arts: Ming Jin (manifest strength), An Jin (hidden strength), and Hua Jin (transformation strength)."

"The rule set by the master is that those who cannot break through to the Ming Jin level within six months shall not remain in the academy. I hope you will cultivate diligently and not be negligent."

June?

Li Chuan considered his own situation.

He has been in the museum for four months, and there are still two months left on his term.

If it were the original entity, its closure would have been an inevitable outcome.

But he has the Hunyuan Jade Scroll, so breaking through to Ming Jin in two months is not difficult for him.

Luo Zheng coughed:

"Stance training will be taught to you by your instructors, but that's not the point I want to make. What I'm here to teach you is martial arts."

"Senior Brother Luo." Hu Yuan arrived late and greeted Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng laughed:

"Junior Brother Hu, please step forward. I'm about to teach you Tongbei Quan."

If it were anyone else who was late, Luo Zheng would definitely scold them, but it was different when it was Hu Yuan who was late.

With superior physical attributes, he is a true genius, so it's normal for him to receive some preferential treatment.

Hu Yuan smiled politely and walked straight to the front row.

"Hu Yuan!" Qin Feng greeted him excitedly.

Hu Yuan glanced at Qin Feng and Li Chuan, and said indifferently:

"So it's Junior Brother Qin and Junior Brother Li."

He immediately turned his head away, showing no interest in engaging in conversation.

Qin Feng's face flushed red, his fists clenched, but he dared not say anything more.

"Martial arts, also known as the 'Hanging Style,' are called 'Flaming Hanging Style' in the martial arts world. Those who flaunt their skills are called 'Flaming Hanging Style,' pursuing flashy and beautiful moves." Luo Zheng's voice came from afar and spread throughout the entire venue.

"The fishy-looking fishy fish looks good, but it's useless in a real fight. What I'm going to teach you is the 'sharp fish'."

"In other words, a killing technique!"

Luo Zheng's voice suddenly became sharp:

"True martial arts skills are never about fancy moves, but about defeating the enemy with a single move."

"Attack wherever it's vulnerable: the perineum, the throat, the eyes!"

A wave of emotion washed over Li Chuan.

What he needs to learn is the art of killing!

Luo Zheng set up a boxing stance and began explaining:

"Tongbei Quan emphasizes 'avoiding the strong and attacking the weak,' making it impossible for the enemy to figure out where we are going to attack."

"Come up here, I'll give everyone a demonstration." Luo Zheng pointed to a disciple with thick eyebrows.

"The first move of Tongbei Quan: Pierce the Throat and Lock the Heart!"

As soon as Luo Zheng finished speaking, he acted, his five fingers forming thorns, and with lightning speed, he grabbed at the throat of the thick-browed disciple!

The disciple with thick eyebrows turned pale with fright and hurriedly raised his hand to block.

Luo Zheng's hand, which was about to be blocked by the thick-browed disciple, suddenly changed direction and headed straight for his heart.

"In real combat, you would be dead by now."

Luo Zheng's five fingers formed thorns, gently poking the Tanzhong acupoint of the thick-browed disciple.

"Did you see that? This is the essence of 'avoiding the strong and attacking the weak'—don't let your opponent guess your moves!"

"If he had dodged to the side just now, I could have taken the opportunity to turn the stab into a thrust."

Luo Zheng moved his right hand and instantly grabbed the thick-browed disciple's throat.

With just a little force, his throat could be crushed.

"Did you notice anything? Every strike I make is aimed at vital points. Hitting someone without hitting their vital points isn't martial arts; it's just fancy footwork!"

"Remember, martial arts are killing techniques!"

Next, Luo Zheng taught the entangling fighting style: arm-wrapping and tendon-severing, and the heavy-hitting style: rib-severing and mountain-splitting.

"I've taught you everything I can. How much you understand is up to you."

Luo Zheng stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly:

"It's normal that it's hard to learn. Don't think that martial arts are something that can be learned easily. It took me an hour to learn the basics of Tongbei Quan back then."

Li Chuan could no longer hear Luo Zheng's voice; all his attention was focused on the various moves of Tongbei Quan.

He stretched out his hands, mimicking Luo Zheng's previous throat-piercing and heart-locking technique.

At first, it was very stiff, formless and lifeless.

But after rehearsing it once, it suddenly became quite convincing.

[Technique: Tongbei Quan (Beginner)]

[Progress: 1/500]