Martial arts mastery? But I'm just a spoiled brat!

First, he drank a cup of tiger blood wine, and then Yan Qing continued practicing the Bagua Sixty-Four Palms.

Having finally reached the point where he could cultivate internal energy, Yan Qing was not about to stop so easily.

When night fell, Yan Qing returned to the secret chamber to continue his cultivation.

Baguazhang: Hidden Strength 10/2500

He continued practicing until he felt he could no longer fully concentrate, when a line of text appeared before his eyes again.

"It's still a bit too slow. Lan Yue, bring the tiger blood wine, and have someone prepare the Ten-Ingredient Pill and ginseng tea."

Yan Qing knew that when he couldn't concentrate, it was actually what Gong Ruomei called a lack of energy.

After all, they had spent the whole day diligently memorizing, and the evening had been so exhausting; an ordinary Ming Jin martial artist would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.

His profound understanding of the Tiger Form of Xingyi Quan allowed him to minimize the consumption of his essence, energy, and spirit during practice. In addition, his solid foundation enabled him to practice so many times at night.

If an ordinary person is lacking energy, the best way is to eat more meat and then get a good night's sleep.

Yan Qing had an even better method: using medicinal wine, pills, and top-grade wild ginseng in one go, he regained his energy and practiced alone in the secret room.

This... is the power of a warlord; this... is the correct way to cultivate martial arts.

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Yan Qing was becoming more and more energetic in his cultivation in the secret room, but in another courtyard of the Yan family, someone had already collapsed from exhaustion in the cultivation room.

"Xuan'er, you've been practicing for so long, look at all the sweat on your face. Quickly drink some chicken soup. I had someone simmer this chicken with the best ginseng for a whole afternoon. Drink some."

Xu Tinglan looked at her son, who was covered in sweat from exhaustion, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat with a pained expression.

At the same time, he didn't forget to have a servant bring over a bowl of chicken and ginseng soup.

"Okay, let's take a break then!"

Yan Xuan took the handkerchief and wiped his face haphazardly, then picked up the chicken soup and gulped it all down in a few mouthfuls.

"Don't practice so late. Go to bed early later. Remember to visit the military camp more often tomorrow."

Seeing that her son had finished all the soup, Xu Tinglan gave him a few words of advice before leaving with her entourage.

"By the way, how's my younger brother doing lately?"

After his mother left, Yan Xuan plopped down in the large chair that had been prepared beforehand.

He was a bit overweight, and when he sat down, the chair shifted slightly, and the legs scraped against the floor with a screeching sound.

"The Third Young Master sent someone out a few days ago, and I heard that he bought a tiger penis from a hunter."

As soon as Yan Xuan asked the question, a man stepped forward with a fawning smile and bowed to tell Yan Xuan the "intelligence" that he had arranged for someone to find out.

"Heh~ That's all my younger brother is good for. He got our father's martial arts resources, but he's still always thinking about those things!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xuan chuckled, but after laughing, he changed the subject:

"But does tiger penis actually work? Dog, have someone find me one to try!"

"Uh... okay, okay, I'll have someone go and find out right away."

The dog's fawning smile froze for a moment, but he quickly resumed his smile, this time much more genuine.

After all, there's a lot of money to be made in this kind of thing.

"Also, I heard from the guards that a woman came looking for the Third Young Master yesterday. They say she's very beautiful and has been staying in the Third Young Master's courtyard for the past two days."

Gouzi recounted the information he had gathered, and as he spoke, he knelt down and massaged Yan Xuan's legs.

"Hmph!! They really can't live without women. Once I break through to the Dark Force realm, I'll definitely make my father hand over those martial artists to me to command."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xuan's disdain deepened even further.

To this day, he still doesn't understand why his father favored his third brother so much. It was fine before, when his third brother was weak and sickly, and he accepted that his father took extra care of him.

But when the third brother's health finally improved, the father immediately put all the martial artists under his management.

Unfortunately, his third brother was disappointing. Despite being in better health, he never thought about developing his own power. Instead, he either went to the theater or looked for women, which made him feel resentful.

However, when his father left a few days ago, he unexpectedly gave him some troops, which made him feel that his father was beginning to delegate power.

Therefore, he wanted to work hard and cultivate diligently, hoping to raise his martial arts cultivation to the level of Dark Force before his father returned.

When that time comes, Father will take those martial artists back from Third Brother and hand them over to him...

"Hehe... Come on! Keep practicing!"

Thinking about the future, with both military power and martial artists in his hands, Yan Xuan couldn't stop smiling. Even his physical fatigue seemed to lessen, and he got up to prepare to practice martial arts again.

"No, no, this standing meditation is too tiring. Let's practice again tomorrow."

After standing in the stance for less than two minutes, Yan Xuan was covered in sweat again and waved his hand, intending to rest again.

"It's already quite impressive that the Second Young Master has managed to hold on this long. I'll take my leave now, and we'll continue tomorrow."

A martial artist with low internal strength who had been relatively inconspicuous was speaking with a smile.

But in his heart he was extremely disdainful:

"The longer you practice Xingyi Quan stance training, the better the results will be. But with your current approach, you need to rest after just two minutes of stance training each time. Your Ming Jin (manifest strength) will only increase to a limited extent, and your Wai San He (external three harmonies) will not improve at all. Others will become leaner and more muscular as they practice, but you will only get fatter. It would be a miracle if you could develop An Jin (hidden strength)."

"Okay, remember to come early tomorrow!"

Yan Xuan, covered in sweat, waved his hand and then glanced at the dog standing beside him.

"Master, you've worked hard today. This is the agreed-upon fee."

The dog was very perceptive; it stepped forward, stuffed a few silver dollars into the other person's hand, and then left with the martial arts master, who had a smile on his face.

"I remember Master Cao saying that you have to stand in the Xingyi San Ti Shi stance for three minutes to be considered basically qualified... but now I can only hold it for two minutes at most, sigh..."

Yan Xuan sat in the chair, frowning. He felt that practicing martial arts was too hard and wanted to give up, but he was also thinking about the martial arts power in the hands of his third brother, Yan Qing.

Chief Steward Cao was a master of Xingyi Quan. Since he was teaching Yan Fengqi's son, he didn't hold back and taught the two brothers, Yan Xuan and Yan Qing, separately.

One of them couldn't endure hardship, and the other was physically weak, but they had already been taught everything they needed to. They could only be taught the later parts once they met his requirements.

Yan Xuan felt that Steward Cao was too strict and he could never meet the standards, so he hired someone from a martial arts school to give him extra training.

However, he never understood one thing: the hardship of martial arts training can only be overcome by enduring it oneself.

Just like standing in a meditation posture, every time your body can't hold on any longer, holding on for even one more second is a test of your physical and mental strength.

Giving up too quickly, however, will only lead to self-pity and will never result in true growth.