Chương 12: Cultivation in Progress
Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios
In a housing area two kilometers away from Second Brother Meng's house.
Horse Wang was curled up under a tree. There were many bruises and scars on his body, and many parts of his body were wrapped in bandages.
His eyes drifted to the man in front of him with apprehension.
"Big Brother, what should we do now? That mine has already been sold to the Shadowless Fist Dojo by that damn Second Brother Meng." Horse Wang couldn't help but ask.
Wang Feng glared at him and said angrily, "You still have the cheek to ask about it! You can't settle the matter that I handed to you. Now that the master of the Shadowless Fist Dojo has intervened, we no longer have a chance!"
Little Horse Wang looked aggrieved. "I never expected this Second Brother Meng to be related to the owner of the dojo. If it weren't for that disciple, I would have succeeded long ago."
At the thought of Wang Yu who had beaten him up, his abdomen started aching again.
"Trash!" Wang Feng cursed angrily. The very thought of it made him angry.
He was the one who had discovered Second Brother Meng's mineral vein first. He had thought that it would be a sure win, but who knew that it would be lost by Horse?
"That owner of the Shadowless Fist Dojo, Sun Chengshan, is a martial artist at the fifth level of Body Tempering. I'm far from his match. This matter ends here," Wang Feng said coldly.
However, Horse Wang was still unwilling. He raised his head and said, "Big Brother, we can forget about this mineral vein, but we can't let go of the disciple who hit me!"
Wang Feng got angry as he heard this and slapped his little brother to the ground.
"How dare you mention that again!"
Horse Wang covered his swollen face and felt extremely aggrieved.
"Let me ask you, what if you provoke Sun Chengshan as you take revenge on that disciple? Do you want me to die with you?!" Wang Feng said coldly.
"I…" Horse was speechless.
At the end of the day, he was just a local ruffian. He had no idea how strong a dojo master like Sun Chengshan was.
Only Wang Feng knew. He was also aware that continuing to provoke a powerful man like Sun Chengshan was no different from dancing on the tip of a knife. He was risking his life.
He would never do such a thing.
"Hmph!" Wang Feng could not be bothered with the useless Horse Wang anymore. He left.
…
The mining project was long and could not be done in a few days. It was currently in full swing.
On the other hand, after Wang Yu received the 200 crystal dollars from Second Brother Meng, he calmed down and focused on practicing his fist technique again.
In the blink of an eye, another two months passed.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones and tendons, a wave of heat surged through Wang Yu's entire body, causing his skin to turn red and heat to spread out from every pore.
Wang Yu stood on the spot, his hands naturally hanging by his sides in fists. He did not move and quietly felt the changes brought by his body breaking through its limits.
After a long time, he let out a long breath and opened his eyes. His pupils were exceptionally bright, and two beams of light shot out of his eyes like lightning.
After cultivating the Shadowless Fist for five months, he forcefully cultivated the second level of the fist technique to perfection without the support of many precious ingredients. He had broken through to the third level of Body Tempering.
This cultivation speed was really impressive.
Even Ji Fei, who was previously the most talented person in the dojo, took nearly two years to reach the third level of the fist technique.
Wang Yu's cultivation speed was much faster than Ji Fei's.
"Finally." Wang Yu was in a good mood.
His current cultivation level was considered outstanding among the disciples of the town's martial arts schools.
"If there's a supply of precious ingredients, my cultivation efficiency could be doubled. What a pity!" Wang Yu sighed.
There were many factors that affected his proficiency in fist techniques.
The enhancement of the precious ingredients, the strength of the opponent he was practicing with, and the state of his body when he was practicing. The more focused he was, the higher the proficiency value he could achieve.
Even factors such as the climate and temperature difference could have small effects on him.
These were all the experiences he had gained over the past few months of cultivation.
In the courtyard, a group of disciples was still shouting and punching hard.
Wang Yu, who had silently broken through, did not attract any attention.
Now that a few months had passed, there were many new young faces in the courtyard.
There were also many familiar faces who left the dojo to make a living outside.
Apart from some core disciples, it was common for the old to be replaced in the dojo.
After all, most people joined the dojo to find a good way to survive.
Usually, when some rich and powerful families gave the disciples a chance, they would go for it.
Only a few disciples who wanted to pursue a higher martial arts realm were willing to stay and seek guidance from their master.
Among the group of boxing disciples, Bull Li's big figure was especially prominent. He was still training hard.
His aptitude was not bad, but his comprehension could only be considered below average.
Therefore, even now, he had yet to complete a breakthrough in his fist technique. His realm was still lingering at the edge of the peak of the first level of Body Tempering as he was still lacking that final step.
Among the disciples, he belonged to the same batch as Wang Yu and was no longer considered a new disciple.
As they walked into the courtyard, they could hear many people calling them senior brothers.
"I wonder how the mining is going after all this time."
Wang Yu thought to himself. In the past two months, other than practicing his punches, he was most concerned about the situation at the mineral vein every day.
According to the mining progress and the terms of the contract, the first round of mineral profits would be coming in soon.
With the crystal pieces, I can go to the market to buy some precious ingredients and food, Wang Yu thought.
Those were needed if he wanted to continue practicing the third level of the Shadowless Fist and reach the fourth level.
Which would take an even longer period of time.
As far as he knew, his master Sun Chengshan had spent a total of six years cultivating from the third level of the fist technique to the fourth level!
And the total cultivation time of the first three levels did not exceed three years.
This clearly showed the difference in difficulty.
In fact, it was the same regardless of whether it's fist technique, leg technique or saber technique, etc.
They all had one thing in common, which was that it would become extremely difficult for them to temper their bodies at the fourth level. They needed time to grind.
Once you finally reach the fourth level of Body Tempering, this also means that the Body Tempering technique you cultivate will finally be successful.
In the entire island town, those who were at the first three levels of Body Tempering were ultimately disciples but martial artists with the cultivation of the fourth level were already qualified to open a martial arts school and be a master!
"When I reach the fourth level of the fist technique, I should have some ability to protect myself. No, to be safe, I should directly master the Shadowless Fist to perfection…"
Wang Yu thought as he washed away the dirt that came out of his body.
"Oh no! Wind's Aid Hall and Flying Eagle Sect have brought people to the mineral vein to cause trouble. Eldest Senior Brother, Master wants you to bring all the core disciples there!"
Disciple Iron He rushed in from the outside.
He had more or less recovered from the injuries he had suffered previously. Sun Chengshan had even asked for compensation for him. Now, he was still training in the dojo.
"What! These two martial arts schools are really shameless. They actually came together to cause trouble!"
"Hmph, they must have come for money. I heard that they've been restless recently!"
Immediately, some of the disciples were filled with righteous indignation. They lowered their fists and rolled up their sleeves, looking like they were ready to fight.
Hearing the commotion, Wang Yu came out and saw that Song Hezheng was about to leave with more than ten core disciples.
These so-called core disciples had all stayed in the dojo for at least a year.
They had also practiced the Shadowless Fist to the second level.
Like Iron He, Willow Brows, Zhang Yi, and even Zhang Erdan were included.
"Junior Brother Wang, you came at the right time. Something happened to the mine. Master summoned us." Song Hezheng turned his head and greeted Wang Yu.
In the past half a year, Wang Yu's rapid growth had completely proven that Sun Chengshan's judgment was correct.
Song Hezheng had never underestimated Wang Yu.
He knew that Wang Yu was keeping a low profile now, but his cultivation had already reached the second half of the second level of Body Tempering. He was not that far from the third level.
Of course, what he didn't know was that Wang Yu had already completed his cultivation breakthrough today.
When Wang Yu heard that something had happened to the mineral vein, he frowned slightly and immediately followed.
What a joke. He was still hoping that the money produced by the mineral vein would speed up his cultivation. He could not let anything go wrong at this juncture.
A group of disciples rushed out of the dojo, causing the passers-by to have a heated discussion.
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