Chapter 21

Three days later, at the Jingyun Martial Academy's Lower Yard Martial Practice Ground.

The martial practice ground is located in the center of the Lower Yard, covering several dozen acres. The ground is entirely paved with polished bluestone, which neither raises dust nor retains rainwater, and is swept daily to maintain its flat and clean surface.

Every morning after sunrise, hundreds of academy students, led by martial instructors, gather at the martial practice ground to practice martial arts in groups. When the number of participants is at its peak, all the students come out, creating a magnificent scene.

On ordinary days, even before dawn, many students would quietly arrive at the martial practice ground to secure an unoccupied corner and begin their new day of training.

Who among the young people who come to the academy does not want to stand out? Without exceptional talent or a strong background, one can only rely on their own efforts.

An extra hour of practice each day means a higher chance of victory in future student competitions.

Wei Changfeng is one of them.

He has been back at the academy for four days, during which he only returned home twice, mainly to use the Dragon Tiger Soup to wash and strengthen his body.

Although the Dragon Tiger Soup is extremely effective, it cannot be used every day, as the accumulated medicinal power in the body cannot be fully absorbed, and it can be harmful rather than beneficial.

For these three days, he has arrived at the martial practice ground early every day, then practiced the most basic fist techniques with other students under the guidance of martial instructors. In the afternoon, he attends lectures on the basics of martial arts at the Martial Lecture Hall.

In the evening, he practices the true qi breathing technique.

Swoosh!

Wei Changfeng suddenly took a step forward, his hands forming claws and grabbing the air with lightning speed. His fingertips tore through the air, producing a tearing sound. Both his strength and speed had reached a new level.

The path of martial arts is like rowing against the current; if you do not advance, you will retreat. As long as you persist in diligent practice, even the most dull person can make gradual progress.

The True Extreme Five Forms Technique that Wei Changfeng practices is a unique body-strengthening technique created by the great martial master Yan Beihui a thousand years ago. In his previous life, he had put in countless hours of hard work in this technique.

Now, as he re-practices it, his progress is rapid, and he can already perform the forty-nine forms of the five routes with ease. However, due to his own strength, he cannot yet fully unleash the true essence of the True Extreme Five Forms Technique.

In an instant, he turned and stepped back, bringing his arms together and standing in place, exhaling a long white breath.

After completing a set of the True Extreme Five Forms Technique, he was drenched in sweat, but he felt extremely refreshed.

Every muscle in his body was warm, his skin, membranes, and bones were more resilient, and the speed of his blood flow had increased significantly. The temples on both sides of his head pulsed with his heartbeat.

Most importantly, despite being almost exhausted, Wei Changfeng felt that he could easily perform another set.

Yan Beihui had once told him that the True Extreme Five Forms Technique, at the body-strengthening level, is definitely a top-grade technique.

However, due to his talent, he would definitely not be able to cultivate it to its peak level; otherwise, with this technique alone, he would be invincible among martial artists of the same level!

This was a regret from Wei Changfeng's past, and now that he has the opportunity to make up for it, how could he not work even harder?

However, the sky had already brightened, and the rising sun cast its rays onto the martial practice ground, making the previously hazy space clear.

More and more students appeared on the martial practice ground.

Wei Changfeng recognized many of the faces, many of whom were new students who entered the academy at the same time as him.

However, these new students would intentionally or unintentionally avoid him, keeping a certain distance.

As a result, Wei Changfeng was informally isolated by the new students.

In fact, Wei Changfeng was already a minor celebrity among the new students.

On the day he entered the academy, due to a dormitory issue, he defeated three senior students, one of whom was the notorious Hao Ren, whose strength was impressive.

Even if he had won, it was enough to make him feel proud, but he also robbed the three senior students of all their money, clearly showing his ruthless side, which was enough to make ordinary new students respect and fear him.

This was one reason for his fame.

What made his reputation even higher was that on the same night outside the Yueling Tower, he actually made a life-or-death pact with Hao Xiong, a martial artist at the Fifth Level of Body Strengthening, to fight in the academy's life-or-death arena!

In the eyes of most students, Wei Changfeng was completely crazy and did not care about his life!

Therefore, no student dared to approach him, fearing that they would suffer if they were with him.

Wei Changfeng was a bit helpless about this. He did not want to be high-profile, but if others bullied him, he had to fight back, or the problems and troubles would only increase.

Actually, this was not bad. At least he could focus on his cultivation in the academy for the next month.

Clang!

The ten-thousand-pound copper bell on the mountain of the Upper Yard rang on time, its deep sound spreading far into the vast mountains and plains, reminding the thousands of academy students that the morning class had begun.

The students of the Lower Yard, according to the month they entered the academy, formed neat teams and stood in different areas of the martial practice ground, then practiced fist and foot techniques under the guidance of martial instructors.

Wei Changfeng and the other new students practiced basic routines, with each punch and kick straightforward and without any fancy moves.

For the new students, such practice became boring after the initial novelty, but Wei Changfeng used it to relax his muscles and tendons and to dissipate the residual medicinal power in his body.

After two hours of morning class, most of the students left in groups or in pairs to eat lunch at restaurants outside the academy.

Wei Changfeng returned to his dormitory alone.

Of course, he also needed to eat, but after a morning of cultivation, he was drenched in sweat, which made him very uncomfortable, so he had to change into a clean set of clothes before going out.

"Junior Brother Wei!"

A young man in a green robe was waiting at the dormitory entrance and immediately saluted when he saw him.

"Senior Brother Li, greetings!"

Wei Changfeng returned the salute and asked curiously, "Why are you here? Is there something you need?"

This Senior Brother Li was one of Dongfang Lingtian's people, and they had eaten together at the Yueling Tower that day, so Wei Changfeng recognized him, but he did not know why the other person was looking for him.

Now, Wei Changfeng was like a plague god, and everyone tried to avoid him!

Senior Brother Li smiled and said, "Brother Lingtian asked me to bring you something..."

He handed a sandalwood box to Wei Changfeng, "There are nine medium-grade Qi Nourishing Pills inside, which are very helpful for cultivating true qi. He hopes you will work hard and defeat Hao Xiong in the competition!"

Wei Changfeng was a bit surprised and did not immediately accept it, "No reward without merit, Senior Brother Lingtian is too polite."

The Qi Nourishing Pill is a second-grade pill that helps martial artists cultivate true qi and break through bottlenecks, and it is quite valuable.

Nine medium-grade Qi Nourishing Pills were undoubtedly a substantial gift. Wei Changfeng could certainly refine them himself, but it was not easy to gather the materials needed for refinement.

However, Dongfang Lingtian's timely help made Wei Changfeng unwilling to owe him a favor.

This surprised Senior Brother Li. In his view, Wei Changfeng should have been flattered, not so calm.

Suppressing a bit of surprise, Senior Brother Li quickly looked around.

After confirming that there was no one else nearby, he lowered his voice, "Senior Brother Lingtian asked me to tell you that the academy is already paying attention to your match, and someone has even opened a betting house!"

"Senior Brother Lingtian has bet ten thousand silver on you, so you should take the box of Qi Nourishing Pills!"

Wei Changfeng did not expect Dongfang Lingtian to be so confident in him, betting heavily on him.

After a moment's thought, he still accepted the medicine box and smiled, "Is Senior Brother Lingtian not afraid of losing?"

Seeing Wei Changfeng accept the pills, Senior Brother Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, facing Wei Changfeng, even though his own strength was superior, he felt a slight pressure and spoke more carefully.

Senior Brother Li smiled, "Senior Brother Lingtian said he believes in you, and that's what friends do!"

Wei Changfeng looked at him meaningfully, saluted, and said, "I understand. Please thank Senior Brother for me!"

Senior Brother Li nodded, "I'll leave now. If you encounter any trouble, you can also seek help from Senior Brother Lingtian. As long as he can help, he will not refuse!"

After Senior Brother Li left, Wei Changfeng returned to his room, put away the medicine box, changed into a new set of clothes, and went out to find a restaurant for lunch.

After lunch, Wei Changfeng returned to the academy and headed to the Martial Lecture Hall.

The Jingyun Martial Academy has three halls: the Punishment Hall, the Martial Lecture Hall, and the Qingyun Hall, as well as two pavilions: the Sword Pavilion and the Library Pavilion. The Punishment Hall is responsible for enforcing discipline, and if a student violates the academy rules, the Punishment Hall's warriors will carry out the punishment.

The Qingyun Hall is responsible for issuing tasks. Students who meet the conditions can accept various tasks at the Qingyun Hall and receive corresponding rewards upon completion.

Many students from poor families earn the silver needed for their studies through the Qingyun Hall.

As for the Martial Lecture Hall, it is where the academy's senior instructors teach and answer questions for the students.

For Wei Changfeng, the Martial Lecture Hall is undoubtedly the most important.

He does not lack powerful techniques and secret manuals; what he lacks is a solid understanding of the basics of martial arts. The Martial Lecture Hall can provide him with the necessary knowledge, so he always arrives early to secure a good seat.

"Are you Wei Changfeng?"

What Wei Changfeng did not expect was that as soon as he arrived at the Martial Lecture Hall, he was stopped by a student.

The student was in his twenties, wearing a light blue robe with a cloud pattern on his right arm, indicating that he was an executive student of the Qingyun Hall.

Why would an executive student of the Qingyun Hall be looking for him?

Wei Changfeng was taken aback and saluted, "Yes, Senior Brother, I am Wei Changfeng."

"Good!"

The executive student, with a blank expression, handed him a bamboo stick, "This is a task assigned to you by the Qingyun Hall. You are required to serve in the Library Pavilion for fifteen days, and you must not violate this order!"

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