Bab 2: Punching Bag
Tan Lin was unsure of what to do, there was no escape. The only thing that Tan Lin could do was do his best to take the pain head on, he had to show that he wasn't someone who could be pushed around. He had to show he could persevere.
"I'm going to beat you until your face falls off!" One of the disciples surrounding him said.
Tan Lin just smiled at this disciple, he knew that meeting back with hate would just encourage the disciple, being nice however would piss him off.
"I'm going to make sure you end up dead now! You're stuck with us for 1hr each day!" The disciple laughed and then punched Tan Lin straight in the face. The other disciples, seeing this, followed in suit.
All of the disciples started to ruthlessly attack Tan Lin, soon enough, Tan Lin lost consciousness while standing up. Then, one hour passed.
Tan Lin was black and blue, his face wasn't recognizable. He couldn't even cry, his face was pushed into his eyes and he was missing almost all of his teeth, his right arm was broken with bone showing.
"Congratulations to all survivors! Your prize? 1 revitalizing pill and 1 Body Spirit pill! One will fix the body, the other will toughen it. " The large man from before walked into the area the disciples were and gave each punching bag their prizes.
Tan Lin graciously accepted his prize, he swallowed both instantly and his body was healed back to the way it was. Even his teeth regrew! Alchemy sects were truly terrifying.
"I wish you punching bags luck in the next session tomorrow. For the remainder of the time you can do what you want, just don't push your luck." The man then exited the room instantly, his power was admirable.
Tan Lin slowly started to respect the man, he has treated him the best so far and he also was clearly much stronger than anyone he'd met so far.
'What am I to do with the remainder of the time? I guess I'll just exercise. I don't know my limits and I don't want to push my luck. Exercising will probably help me survive better too!' Tan Lin thought to himself, but his idea was exercising was unusual. He was used to trying extremely hard and so he went through excruciatingly painful strength training.
'Maybe, just maybe, I will one day become an outer disciple.. if that's the case then I need to work even harder than I used to! Tan lin readied himself, he wanted to make major improvements to the only cultivation method he knew.
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2 Years Later
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A young teenager could be seen being hit by 100 different disciples, all taking turns on unleashing their strongest attacks on him, but there was no effect.
A large man soon entered and yelled "Good morning punching bags! Today is the day that all the survivors of 2 years will graduate! You just have to pass the test. You will have to survive one attack by me."
All the punching bags instantly started to shake, they knew how strong this man was and they were unsure they could survive.
"You all have earned the right to learn my name, my name is Elder Sinfu, I am in charge of the training in the sect."
Just as the man finished speaking he quickly ran behind one of the punching bags and he punched him straight in the face.
The Punching Bag's head was crushed, brain matter flew everywhere and the body fell down slowly.
"I guess he wasn't ready yet, heh. If any of you would like to stay here for 8 more years then try again, let me know!"
As soon as he was done talking all disciples but one rose their hand in response. The only one who didn't was Tan Lin.
Sinfu ran behind Tan Lin and screamed "You think you're special? Good luck!" He then punched Tan Lin's head even harder than the last. But, nothing happened.
The whole area was as if time stopped, everyone's jaws were wide open. Tan Lin withstood the attack, not only that, there was no damage at all!
Status Power Mingguan
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Power 
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