He achieved the pinnacle of martial arts starting with breaking through the limits of Tiger Fist.

The following day, Jiang Lin spent the entire day practicing stance training.

Since he started practicing, he has found that the time required to complete one round of the exercise is now nearly half that of the previous one, but the physical exertion is also astonishing.

He used to practice very diligently, but a bowl of herbal soup was enough to sustain him until the evening.

Now that they've switched to the more expensive "blood-nourishing pills," they can only last until the afternoon.

Of course, this is not a bad thing, but a good thing, because the energy and blood that burst forth after practicing the standing meditation now far exceeds that before the breakthrough.

Jiang Lin

[Limit Break Point] 0 point (86% progress)

[Martial Arts] Tiger Soul Stance (Proficiency 76/800)

[Martial Arts] Basic Archery (Proficiency 65/200)

In the past few days, I've only taken two of the pills my senior sister gave me.

During my two-day break, I had other things to do, so I put aside the pills and only did normal practice, which slowed down my progress.

Jiang Lin discovered that the "Blood Nourishing Pill" also increases the limit points by a significant amount, with each pill increasing the limit by 6%. He believed that it wouldn't be long before the limit points reached their maximum value, at which point he could see what these limit points were all about.

Jiang Lin adjusted the training plan, changing it to practice stance training during the day and archery training at night, which made the timing just right.

As the sun set, the two slowly finished their practice and went out together to find food.

The couple's quality of life has gradually improved, and with money in hand, they no longer have to eat that fishy-smelling offal every day.

The key was the supplementation of elixirs, which made their bodies less craving meat, and their appetite gradually decreased.

As soon as the two returned to the martial arts school, they saw a familiar figure in the courtyard.

"Senior Brother Zhou, you're back," Lin Zheng called out first, his tone friendly.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Zhou." Jiang Lin then clasped his hands in greeting.

"Huh, Senior Brother Zhou, you've broken through?" Lin Zheng noticed something was amiss.

Jiang Lin actually discovered it earlier than Lin Zheng.

The realm of a martial artist is different from the stage of breaking through barriers. Before becoming a martial artist, no matter how many times one breaks through barriers, it is difficult to distinguish them by appearance. Once one becomes a martial artist, there is a clear boundary between them and ordinary people.

At this moment, Zhou Ping's aura was as calm as an ancient well, his skin was dark yet firm and shiny, and his eyes showed more confidence than ever before.

"Didn't you guys break through too?" Zhou Ping laughed loudly. "I heard it from Junior Sister Long. Recommending you to her back then really didn't disappoint me."

He was happy for himself and also pleased for the two of them.

The two then understood what had happened and said in unison, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."

Lin Zheng felt deeply moved, knowing that his senior brother Zhou had seen through many of his actions, yet he always received Zhou's tolerance and protection.

"I only mentioned it once, and in the end, it was your own merit that made you stand out. If you want to thank someone, thank Junior Sister Long—besides, I owe her a considerable favor this time."

The two guessed that this favor was probably related to his breakthrough, but since Zhou Ping didn't mention it, they didn't ask any further questions.

Zhou Ping seemed a bit excited today, and he became more talkative: "I have been training hard at the martial arts school for three years, and today I have finally broken through to the Skin Refining Realm and become a true martial artist." He spoke with emotion, almost to himself, "Back then, I had mediocre talent and came from a poor family. After entering the school, I had many estrangements with my fellow disciples... This situation is somewhat similar to yours."

The two remained silent, listening attentively. They understood that their senior had endured years of torment and now that his wish had come true, he had countless emotions to express, so they simply listened attentively.

Zhou Ping's eyes lit up slightly. "But looking at today, apart from me and Junior Sister Zhou, none of us apprentices have achieved anything. Who could have imagined that I, a peasant with no talent and no money, would be where I am today?"

Seemingly having vented his anger, Zhou Ping gradually came to his senses and couldn't help but laugh, "Haha, I lost control for a moment and got carried away. Please forgive me, my two junior brothers."

Jiang Lin shook his head, his face sincere, "Senior Brother Zhou's words were genuine; he wasn't just carried away by pride."

Lin Zheng seemed somewhat lost in thought. "Three years."

"I wonder how long it took Senior Sister Long to break through to the Martial Artist level?"

Jiang Lin was speechless. That was the only bad thing about this kid; he always liked to bring trouble upon himself.

Last time, when Senior Sister Long said "fifteen days," it took him a long time to recover. Now, he's forgotten the pain as soon as the wound heals.

Zhou Ping's eyelids twitched, and his own martial arts aura immediately weakened.

"October, not even October..."

"How much?" Lin Zheng's eyes widened, and he was completely dumbfounded.

Senior Brother Zhou also sighed, "Junior Sister took half a month to open the gate, and in less than five months she had passed three gates in a row. Finally, she broke through to the Martial Artist realm in less than five months."

"Before this, I thought everyone was the same and there was no difference. It wasn't until I met my junior sister that I realized there really are people with extraordinary talents in this world."

Jiang Lin glanced at the completely silent Lin Zheng, then slapped his forehead. "That's it, my Dao Heart is shattered."

Zhou Ping, oblivious to Lin Zheng's unusual behavior, continued, "Now, two years have passed, and Junior Sister has already reached the Perfection of Skin Refinement. I estimate that she will break through again soon, and the gap between us has widened even further."

Jiang Lin heard it differently; he could almost hear the flavor of unrequited love.

"Is Senior Brother now holding a position in the Long family?" Jiang Lin quickly changed the subject; it was better not to hear about the heartache of unrequited love.

"Junior Brother Jiang guessed correctly, but I have just broken through and should be studying the Tiger Warrior Fist Technique in depth, so this is just a nominal position."

Jiang Lin asked in confusion, "What is a nominal position?"

"A nominal position means you don't have to show up for work unless summoned by the imperial family. However, the pay is only one-third of that of a real position."

Jiang Lin understood. To put it bluntly, it was a form of financial aid. However, since the martial artist had already realized his talent, they were given a nominal position with better benefits.

"I won't disturb your practice any longer. I'm going to the backyard to pay my respects to my master."

Zhou Ping waved and went to the backyard.

"Let's go practice."

Lin Zheng also stood up and walked into the courtyard, where he began practicing his stance.

Jiang Lin then took out a bow and arrows from his bedroom.

"Du"

"Tap, tap."

[Proficiency +1]

Jiang Lin had been tormented by the difficulty of mastering the Tiger Soul Stake for a long time, but now that he was practicing this archery technique, he was watching his proficiency level rise rapidly, and he couldn't be more enthusiastic about practicing.

Based on last night's progress, I should be able to master it tonight.

[Proficiency +1]

Arrow after arrow, Jiang Lin was immersed in archery practice.

Since acquiring the control panel, Jiang Lin has found that he can easily enter a state of concentration, whether fishing or practicing archery.

Time slipped by silently, and Jiang Lin gradually broke free from his focused state.

"Is the wind picking up?"

He keenly sensed the unusual atmosphere in the surrounding air.

A gentle breeze caressed his body, carrying a rhythm familiar to Jiang Lin.

He turned his head to look, and not far away, Lin Zheng's movements changed.

It's not that the movements have changed, but the feeling has changed; it's like taking a leisurely stroll, relaxed and at ease.

As the saying goes, clouds follow the dragon, and wind follows the tiger; the breeze that Lin Zheng stirred up when he walked the stakes seemed to carry a special flavor.

Lin Zheng finished with a fixed stance, exhaling a breath of white air and looking at Jiang Lin with bright eyes.

"I understand."

Very good, this sixth brother, having learned from his shame, has actually grasped the essence of it.

Jiang Lin gave him a thumbs up, then turned and shot an arrow that hit the target squarely.

[Proficiency +1]

[Martial Arts] Basic Archery (Proficiency 0/400)

"Ha, my arrows have never been ineffective."