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

He walked along the neat bluestone-paved road in the city until he stopped in front of the martial arts school.

Looking up at the large red plaque hanging high above, the four characters "Tiger Warrior Boxing Hall" are still vigorous and powerful.

His mood at this moment was vastly different from when he first came. At this moment, the door to "Martial Artist" was wide open to him without reservation.

Jiang Lin carefully straightened his clothes, climbed the steps, and stepped into the "gate".

After passing the screen wall, the front yard was rather deserted at the moment, with only a few people in the courtyard square.

He first greeted Lin Zheng, then put away his belongings and headed straight for the backyard.

Changning County relies on its water resources for its livelihood, so mountain products are a rarity. In addition to mountain products, Jiang Lin also carefully selected tea and specially ordered two jars of ten-year-aged fine wine from Zuixianlou.

This New Year's gift wasn't extravagant, but it was thoughtful and just right for paying New Year's visits.

In the backyard where Li Zhenguan lived, there was a sycamore tree that grew lush and verdant.

At this moment, the morning light pierced through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, and a man in white stood under the old tree, practicing his internal energy and fist techniques.

His fists moved like dragons, their movements fluid and unrestrained. When they came out, they were like white clouds emerging from a celestial axle; when they came back, they were like layers of mountains. Amidst the fluttering of his robes, there was not a trace of fire or smoke.

It was as if the fallen leaves on the ground, and the light and shadows through the trees, were merely the lingering effects of his punches.

Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, and it wasn't until the man in white stopped and looked at him that he came to his senses.

The man before them was dressed in white, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. His face bore an eight-tenths resemblance to his master, Li Zhenguan, but he had a smile on his lips and a much gentler demeanor than his master.

"Jiang Lin, a martial arts student, greets you, sir."

Jiang Lin bowed respectfully and broke the silence with his voice.

"Greetings, Junior Brother Jiang. My name is Li Changfeng."

The man in white returned the greeting with a graceful and natural movement, further highlighting his gentle and refined demeanor.

"Oh, Jiang is here."

Li Zhenguan walked out of the house, put his hands behind his back and looked at him. His attitude was much better than before, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"I brought some New Year's gifts for my master."

Jiang Lin handed over the gift, then turned to Li Changfeng and said, "I didn't know you were here, Senior Brother, otherwise I would have prepared an extra one. I'm so sorry."

"Haha, you've got a sweet tongue, kid."

Li Zhenguan chuckled, a rare occurrence for him, and then introduced Li Changfeng, saying, "This is my personal disciple. You can give him some pointers when you have time."

"Your senior sister Long has been busy lately. Now that you're here, it's a good opportunity to discipline the apprentices from the outer academy. I've received the gift. Go ahead."

"Your disciple will obey your instructions."

Jiang Lin bowed again respectfully, then turned to leave.

"then."

A whooshing sound came flying towards Jiang Lin, who caught it casually and looked at his hand; it was a white porcelain bottle.

"This is a Breakthrough Pill. I see you're about to break through your cultivation barrier. Keep it safe and keep it with you so you can use it anytime."

Li Zhenguan smiled. This cheap apprentice was a deal made behind the scenes. He hadn't taken it to heart before, and had just done it casually.

However, after some time, he was already on the verge of breaking through his cultivation barrier. Calculating the time, he was actually a month and a half ahead of Long Susu.

Since that's the case, then we must treat them differently. Talented people should naturally receive the treatment due to talented people, and personal disciples should also have the dignity due to personal disciples.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Jiang Lin turned around and bowed again.

Although he couldn't use this thing, he still had to observe the proper etiquette, since he was still counting on his cheap master's subsequent swordsmanship.

"Go, go, don't slack off, strive for a breakthrough as soon as possible."

……

Jiang Lin

[Breakthrough Point] 1 (Progress 22%)

[Martial Arts] Tiger Soul Stance (Mastery 1180/2000)

[Martial Arts] Tiger Fist (Beginner 514/3000)

【Effect】Spinning Force (The fist is like a drill, the force is like a spiral, the power has no side leakage, but penetrates only one point)

The martial arts school won't recruit new members until after the fifteenth, so Jiang Lin doesn't need to spend much energy every day, which is a good time for him to practice his skills.

For him, with his current mastery of stance training and abundance of elixirs, achieving a proficiency level of less than 800 would only take a dozen days.

In the following days, as Master had said, Senior Brother Li would come to give Jiang Lin pointers every night during evening practice, without caring at all even when Lin Zheng was nearby.

"Junior brother, just keep attacking, there's no need to hold back."

Li Changfeng unleashed a set of gentle palm techniques, continuously neutralizing Jiang Lin's attacks.

Jiang Lin unleashed his "Tiger Fist" to its limit, yet he couldn't budge Senior Brother Li's defense in the slightest. Each attack was blocked by a layer of air wall, like hitting a cotton quilt. Not only could it not cause any damage, but he himself could hardly feel any recoil.

Jiang Lin knew that this was something Senior Brother Li had done on purpose, but it still dealt him a blow. Under his full-force attack, Li Changfeng not only remained unmoved, but even had the strength to protect him from injury.

"Huff huff"

Jiang Lin braced himself on his knees, breathing heavily like a bellows, his face filled with confusion.

"Junior brother, why be discouraged? I can see that your boxing technique has its own rotational force, which means you have clearly found your own path. This is already quite remarkable."

Li Changfeng's breathing was even, and he remained as gentle and refined as ever.

"How did you, senior brother, comprehend the essence of Tiger Warrior Fist back then?"

Li Changfeng chuckled, realizing he had misunderstood. He thought Jiang Lin was being suppressed too much by him, causing his resolve to waver.

"I have never grasped the true meaning of Tiger Fist."

"Huh?"

Even Lin Zheng looked up at Li Changfeng in surprise.

"Do you think my personality makes me seem like someone who can comprehend the true meaning of Tiger Soul?"

Senior Brother Li frankly explained his situation: "Although I have also mastered the Tiger Legion, I have never even touched the edge of the true meaning of the fist technique."

Lin Zheng suddenly interjected, "Since one can master it to perfection, what is the point of the true meaning of this fist technique?"

Upon hearing this, Li Changfeng laughed even more heartily, "Of course there is a difference. Only by comprehending the true meaning can one unleash the full power of the fist technique; otherwise, the power will be much less."

"Watch this punch."

Li Changfeng took a horse stance and threw a punch at the training stake three zhang away.

With a loud "bang," wood chips flew everywhere.

The upper half of the entire wooden stake exploded, but the lower half remained completely still.

"White Tiger Breaks the Army".

Jiang Lin and the other man stared wide-eyed.

"You call that powerless?"

"I only said it can't unleash its full power, not that it has no power at all."

"What realm is Senior Brother at now?" Jiang Lin couldn't help but ask.

"I've only just broken through to the fourth realm, barely reaching the Refining Realm."

Li Changfeng spoke these words casually, without the slightest hint of boasting.

"But... barely?"

"I broke through to the Bone Refining Realm at the age of twenty-two and entered the sect to cultivate. Now I am twenty-seven years old and have only barely broken through to the Qi Refining Realm. Such progress can hardly be called fast."

Jiang Lin was alright, after all, he had a cheat code, but Lin Zheng was hit hard and his eyes gradually went vacant.

"What sect does Senior Brother follow, and how far is it from here?"

Jiang Lin has always been like this; when he encounters something that interests him, he immediately asks questions.

When the topic of sects came up, Li Changfeng's smile vanished, his expression turned solemn, and his tone was filled with profound respect.

"The sect I belong to is called Taihua Sect. I traveled by boat from Yunmeng, passed Linjiang County, and went down the Lanjiang River for eight hundred miles. When I reached the widest part of the river, I saw towering mountains and cliffs. That was my sect."