Chapter 3

"How is this possible! The Iron Plow Fist not only broke through to the Minor Success stage, but it seems that the realm and level of mastery are very stable..."

Chen Yu stood rooted to the spot, finding it hard to believe.

Previously, his Iron Plow Fist was only at the Initial Success stage, and it would have taken several more months to reach the Minor Success stage.

Moreover,

After practicing for an hour, Chen Yu felt that the qi and blood in his body were becoming even stronger, with a sense of endless vitality.

On a regular day,

Chen Yu would be drenched in sweat and feel exhausted after practicing for half an hour. But now, after a full hour of practice, he still felt quite relaxed.

This transformed body seemed to be tireless, and its recovery ability was astonishing.

One hour... two hours... three hours.

Huff! Thud! Thud! Thud!...

Chen Yu's fist techniques were expansive and powerful, and he himself felt thoroughly invigorated.

Before he knew it, the entire night had passed.

Throughout the night, Chen Yu had almost been practicing the Iron Plow Fist, only taking a break to eat when he felt hungry.

After a night of practice,

Chen Yu's Iron Plow Fist felt as if it could be performed at will, and it seemed not far from reaching the Major Success stage.

Even more surprisingly!

He, who had been stuck at the late stage of Body Tempering for a long time, had his martial arts cultivation subtly approach the upper limit of the Body Tempering realm after a night of intense practice!

"Truly unimaginable..."

Chen Yu took a deep breath and opened his slightly trembling hands.

At this moment, he clearly felt his progress; the steady and powerful heartbeat brought him an indescribable sense of confidence.

The "Crystal Heart" that had been integrated into his body not only transformed his physical constitution but also brought about some mysterious changes in his martial arts talent.

Furthermore, after lingering at this stage for a long time, Chen Yu's cultivation of the low-level martial art, the Iron Plow Fist, had made rapid progress!

...

A hint of dawn appeared on the horizon.

Chen Yu stopped practicing and returned to the outer sect's quarters, his face filled with excitement and joy.

Judging by today's progress, it seemed that advancing to the Meridian Unblocking stage within two months would not be difficult.

As long as he broke through to the Meridian Unblocking stage within the deadline, Chen Yu would be able to establish himself in the sect.

He even felt that after his body's transformation, his martial arts talent was no worse than some of the geniuses rumored to be in the sect.

Just then,

Chen Yu's growling stomach started acting up again.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, as it seemed that his appetite had increased by more than ten times since the integration of the mysterious crystal stone.

Fortunately, the outer sect disciples of Yunyue Sect had a unified dining hall.

In the early morning,

There were already some figures in the dining hall.

Chen Yu didn't care much, grabbing a large steamed bun with his left hand and half a pig's trotter with his right, he started eating voraciously.

His ravenous eating drew the attention of the nearby outer sect disciples.

"When did this guy turn into a glutton..."

"I think he's been suppressed by Wang Lingyun for too long and needs to vent."

A few disciples in the dining hall teased him.

In Yunyue Sect, the number of outer sect disciples was generally kept around three hundred.

Due to the sect's elimination rules, those who failed to break through to the Meridian Unblocking stage within three years or who were sixteen years old and still hadn't broken through would be expelled from the sect.

Therefore, most of the outer sect disciples knew Chen Yu and were aware of his feud with Wang Lingyun.

"Hmph! I wonder how Mu Xueqing could fancy this glutton."

A boy with a horse-like face walked over, his expression unfriendly.

Chen Yu glanced at him sideways, then shifted his gaze back to the greasy pig's trotter in his hand, finding it more attractive and ignoring the boy.

This attitude of ignoring him made the horse-faced boy furious.

He was puzzled because Chen Yu usually showed some fear of him and didn't dare to offend him easily.

"Tsk tsk, this Feng De has only been in the sect for a little over a year and has already reached the peak of Body Tempering. I didn't expect him to be another suitor of 'Mu Xueqing.'"

The nearby outer sect disciples laughed with amusement, making the horse-faced boy even angrier.

The horse-faced boy, named Feng De, was a relatively talented newcomer among the outer sect disciples.

Bang!

A large pig's trotter landed in front of Chen Yu's table, splattering meat bits and interrupting his meal.

Chen Yu frowned, looking at the horse-faced boy in front of him, who had a challenging expression.

"Feng De, what do you mean by this?"

Being interrupted while eating, Chen Yu was somewhat displeased.

However, he was somewhat helpless against such provocation. Reasoning with him would definitely not work.

After all, Yunyue Sect encouraged competition among disciples, and as long as no one died or was severely injured, it wasn't a big issue.

Such provocations were extremely common. The old Chen Yu would usually try to endure them.

"Feng De is here to admire the heroic figure of Senior Brother Chen. It's indeed different to be favored by 'Mu Xueqing,' even eating so boldly..."

Feng De crossed his arms, a mocking smile on his face.

"Ha ha ha..."

The nearby disciples burst into laughter.

Chen Yu frowned slightly but continued to eat his food.

However, Feng De had no intention of letting Chen Yu off. The disrespectful attitude earlier had annoyed him.

Feng De planned to take this opportunity to teach Chen Yu a lesson, perhaps making the "Heavenly Beauty" Mu Xueqing remember his name.

As a suitor of Mu Xueqing, Feng De had once tried to chat her up but found that she didn't even remember his name.

That incident had greatly embarrassed Feng De, and he had been feeling resentful for a long time.

Now, encountering Chen Yu, he felt even more displeased; the fact that Chen Yu dared to defy him made him even more irritated.

"Mu Xueqing..."

Chen Yu suddenly paused, sighing inwardly.

In the sect, many people thought that he had been favored by Mu Xueqing and was walking together with her.

But the reality was not like that.

Chen Yu had indeed pursued Mu Xueqing!

Mu Xueqing was his dream girl? That was also true!

After all, how many young men wouldn't be moved by such a pure and graceful, talented beauty?

But in reality,

Chen Yu had not succeeded in pursuing Mu Xueqing; he was just closer to her.

This was because they both came from prominent families in Xiangyang City and had known each other since childhood, barely qualifying as childhood sweethearts.

In the past, the young beauty Mu Xueqing had been quite dependent on him, and their relationship had been relatively close.

However,

Since entering Yunyue Sect, Mu Xueqing had become distant in her attitude towards his pursuit, neither accepting nor rejecting him outright.

But compared to other disciples, the relationship between Chen Yu and Mu Xueqing could be described as "intimate," which made many people envious.

"Come on, Brother Chen, this pig's trotter is for you..."

Feng De picked up a pig's trotter and poked Chen Yu's face, interrupting his brief reminiscence.

Such a frivolous action was a blatant insult!

The nearby disciples, watching the spectacle, cheered loudly, not wanting to miss the "rivalry" between the two.

"Feng De is already at the peak of Body Tempering, close to breaking through to the Meridian Unblocking stage, and his martial arts talent is even better..."

"This Chen Yu has been at the bottom of the outer sect for a long time; he's bound to suffer a loss."

The nearby people shook their heads, not optimistic about Chen Yu's chances.

"Get lost!"

Chen Yu dodged the pig's trotter and instinctively punched back.

Whoosh!

That punch carried a faint sound of thunder, naturally unleashing the power of the Iron Plow Fist.

"Still daring to retaliate?"

Feng De sneered, intentionally provoking Chen Yu to attack. He hadn't expected Chen Yu to react so quickly.

The Unshaped Palm!

Feng De's palm spun, his legs slightly bent, and he blocked Chen Yu's attack with a subtle technique.

This move contained a counter-rotating force, followed by a series of continuous attacks: first, buffering the opponent's strike, then rebounding like a bowstring with lightning speed.

However, Feng De's plan failed.

"Bang!"

The punch and palm collided, producing a low, thunderous sound that made everyone shudder.

"Ah!"

Feng De screamed, feeling a sharp pain and numbness in his entire arm.

Bang!

In the next moment, Feng De's body flew backward, smashing a table.

What!

The nearby outer sect disciples were stunned, their mouths agape.

In front of everyone's eyes,

Feng De... had been punched away by Chen Yu?

Instantly, the entire dining hall fell into a heavy silence, only the sound of utensils falling to the ground could be heard.

After a long while,

"Ah? Too bizarre!"

"Feng De's martial arts cultivation and talent are clearly superior, and the martial art he used, the Unshaped Palm, is also more profound..."

The outer sect disciples were in an uproar, many feeling indignant.

After all, they had subconsciously favored Feng De.

"What?"

Punching Feng De away, Chen Yu was slightly dazed, looking at his own fist.

He found it hard to believe that this punch had come from him.

Thump! Thump!

With each heartbeat, the surging vitality and qi and blood gave him an unprecedented sense of reality and a powerful mindset.

"That punch just now only used six or seven tenths of my strength. The Iron Plow Fist's level of mastery and power are not far from the Major Success stage..."

Chen Yu realized this.

In just one day, not only had his physical constitution transformed and his strength greatly increased, but the level of mastery and power of his martial arts and fist techniques had also significantly improved.

The combination of these two factors brought a substantial increase in his combat power!

"How is this possible! My Unshaped Palm recently broke through to the Minor Success stage."

Feng De got up from the ground, finding it hard to accept this reality, muttering, "It must be because he struck first, and I hadn't used my full strength yet."

The onlookers also agreed with this point.

Chen Yu's sudden attack had the advantage of striking first.

"Again!"

Feng De roared, his veins bulging, his palms spinning skillfully, and he attacked Chen Yu's shoulders.

Iron Plow Fist!

Chen Yu sneered and countered, his fists roaring like iron balls, bursting with even more astonishing momentum as he faced Feng De.

Bang! Bang!...

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged blows three times, each sound deafening.

First punch.

Feng De was pushed back three steps. This time, he wasn't thrown away, but a hint of red appeared on his face.

Second punch.

"Ah!"

Feng De's face turned pale, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his expression full of shock.

Third punch.

"Bang!"

Feng De's body flew backward again, directly knocking over two tables.

The expressions of the disciples watching the spectacle gradually froze.

Seeing Chen Yu step closer,

Feng De's arm had lost all sensation, unable to lift, his face filled with fear: "I surrender! I surrender..."

The continuous collisions had instilled fear in him.

The strength of the other party was truly terrifying, and the momentum was even more violent, each punch stronger than the last, like a monster!