Surviving in a chaotic world and becoming a saint by adding points

Chapter 4 Tongbei Stance, Tongbei Fist

[Skill: Tongbei Stance (Beginner)]

It became.

Chen Ran was overjoyed. Just as he had expected, this was the correct way to use the panel.

This made Chen Ran feel a sense of relief.

That money was definitely spent in the right place.

Just knowing about martial arts realms and how to break through them is already more than worth the price.

Not to mention the stance training shown on the panel.

After confirming that the panel truly replicated the Tongbei Zhuang (a type of traditional Chinese pillar), Chen Ran continued to listen attentively to Zhou Changfeng's explanation.

Inside the courtyard, there were about twenty people scattered around, men and women, most of whom were new students like him.

Clearly, they were students in the same cohort.

Everyone was wearing martial arts uniforms, but judging from their eyes, movements, and formations, several small cliques were already forming.

"Now, separate yourselves one by one and strike the wooden stake in front of you according to the Tongbei stance I just demonstrated. Don't be afraid of the pain; you need to let the pain stimulate the Qi and blood in your bodies."

This is already the most conservative approach.

"If anyone manages to break through their limits for the first time and become a martial artist in the Qi and Blood Realm, I will not only accept them as my first disciple, but I will also waive all their tuition fees thereafter."

After saying his last sentence with a hint of deeper meaning, Zhou Changfeng walked to a recliner to the side.

Sipping his wine and eating braised beef, he squinted as he watched his disciples train below.

"I will definitely break through my limits!!!"

"Father, Mother, I will definitely break through."

The crowd, whose emotions had already been stirred up by Zhou Changfeng, erupted with unprecedented enthusiasm after hearing his words.

On the field, these new disciples were all like they were on steroids, constantly practicing stance training and tempering their bodies.

Looking down at the enthusiastic disciples.

Zhou Changfeng's eyes showed neither sorrow nor joy.

Only by becoming a disciple of a Qi and Blood Realm martial artist can one be considered to have entered his school.

Only then can one receive his protection.

He has run a martial arts school here for so many years, and apart from those disciples who are born into better families and have resources to support them.

Very few of these commoner children can break through to the Qi and Blood Realm.

However, poor people only wanted to learn a trick or two from him, just enough to make a living.

In the corner, in front of the wooden stake.

Chen Ran stood solemnly, meticulously following Zhou Changfeng's previous demonstration, assuming a horse stance and striking the wooden stake in front of him in a specific posture.

His posture was very unorthodox; he couldn't even imitate it properly.

"Stretch your feet, use your right hand to strike the wooden stake, and move your feet lightly while you're doing so. Focus, and I'll help you correct your posture."

Nearby, Yue Shan, the senior disciple who had just finished instructing others, came to Chen Ran and solemnly corrected Chen Ran's mistakes. At the same time, he also told Chen Ran about the breathing method when practicing hammering.

In this respect, Tongbei Boxing School has done its best.

Chen Ran felt a chill run down his spine and did as Yue Shan instructed.

As time went by, Chen Ran's movements were gradually corrected.

Seeing that Chen Ran was already fighting quite well, Yue Shan stopped paying attention and moved on to the next person.

"Bang!!"

With each strike, Chen Ran could clearly feel a surge of heat coursing through his body.

But this heat came quickly and went quickly.

In just a moment, they vanished without a trace.

Chen Ran felt a little dizzy.

This is caused by insufficient blood supply.

This body is still severely lacking in nutrition.

It's inevitable that the body will become deficient after a long period without meat.

Chen Ran could only slowly relax and focus on practicing his physical form.

Without mobilizing the body's Qi and blood.

Otherwise, he was afraid he would faint on the spot.

Time flies, and soon half a day has passed in the blink of an eye.

"Alright, everyone come here and get a nutritional supplement and a soup."

Zhou Changfeng called out from the entrance to the inner hall.

Beside it, on a large table, were more than twenty servings of herbal soup and meat wrapped in lotus leaves.

The aroma of meat mixed with the scent of medicine captivated everyone's attention.

Upon hearing Zhou Changfeng's words, the disciples of Tongbei Boxing School spontaneously lined up and received their share for the day.

Chen Ran consciously placed herself last in line.

"Martial arts training also requires dietary and medicinal supplements; otherwise, such high-intensity training will only ruin a person."

This is your daily dose of herbal blood-nourishing soup and meat. The rice is in the pot. Eat up!

When it was Chen Ran's turn, Zhou Changfeng gave a special explanation.

"Thank you, Master."

Chen Ran held the white bowl and lotus leaf in his hands with trembling hands.

He finally understood why tuition was so expensive.

When the first bite of meat tasted in his mouth, Chen Ran almost burst into tears.

God knows how long it's been since he last ate meat.

The martial arts disciples who were eating meat and having a meal nearby were taken aback when they saw Chen Ran's appearance. Then they quickly finished their meat in one go.

He was afraid that Chen Ran would steal his meat, just like his younger brother.

Feeling the fullness in his body, a blue light flashed in Chen Ran's eyes.

The blue energy bar at the bottom of the panel has been slightly increased.

Chen Ran was overjoyed.

Although the improvement wasn't much, he had only eaten a meal of meat and yet he had already improved so much.

"As expected, having enough energy is the key."

Chen Ran ate two large bowls of rice during this meal.

The food here is worlds apart from what you get at the docks.

After finishing his meal, Chen Ran drank the still-steaming medicinal soup.

"The Qi and Blood Decoction is most effective an hour before eating, so start practicing right after your meal."

Zhou Changfeng's words echoed in my ears.

After finishing their meal, the martial arts students resumed their training as if racing against time.

Chen Ran also came to the corner in front of the wooden stake and kept hammering his palms.

After taking the tonic, Chen Ran began to fully utilize the techniques of stance training, continuously mobilizing the Qi and blood within his body.

Sure enough, the dizziness did not recur.

Chen Ran was overjoyed and began practicing quickly.

The calluses on his hands cushioned Chen Ran's hammering, and his carrying skills increased his stamina.

While the other disciples rested due to hand pain from practicing, Chen Ran continued to hammer and refine his palms.

The medicine began to take effect, and the energy contained in the Qi and Blood Decoction made Chen Ran feel full of power.

This was certainly not his imagination.

This Qi and Blood Tonic can be said to be the foundation of Tongbei Boxing School's survival and livelihood.

Although the potency of the medicine is far less than that of the original, it is more than enough to lay the foundation for these disciples who have not yet entered the Blood Refining stage.

………….

"Gagaga~"

On the horizon, the cawing of crows echoed across the ancient city walls.

The sunset glow turned the courtyard blood red.

Inside the courtyard, Chen Ran was carrying a wooden basin and went to the water vat to wipe his body.

His skin was dark, and his skeleton was clearly visible beneath it.

"Hello, my name is Meng Sheng."

My name is Chen Ran.

Beside them, Meng Sheng, with his bare, burly upper body and ordinary appearance, was also wiping his body and greeted Chen Ran.

After exchanging greetings, Meng Sheng took the washed clothes and started hanging them out to dry.

After wiping, Chen Ran went into a room.

This is the inner courtyard of the Tongbei Boxing School, and also the accommodation for these disciples who do not go home.

Including Chen Ran, there were six people in total.

The room has two rows of kang beds and twelve beds.

It doesn't feel crowded for six people to live there.

Chen Ran lay down on the bed and fell asleep immediately.

At that moment, he had only one thought: standing in the meditation posture to cultivate his qi and blood was incredibly tiring.

Even though he had worked as a laborer at the docks for a while, his hands were still trembling and his head was spinning from practicing.

But no matter what, he persevered.

After that, Chen Ran got up early every day to practice standing meditation, which helped to strengthen his muscles, bones, and blood.

And so, half a month passed in the blink of an eye as Chen Ran honed his skills.

The martial arts school has a regular schedule: five days of training followed by one day of rest.

With three meals a day provided, Chen Ran's skinny body is gaining weight at a visible rate.

Unfortunately, he didn't have much money and couldn't afford to have extra food yet; the blue energy bar on the panel was still accumulating slowly.

He even went home during his break to make sure nothing had been stolen before he was completely at ease.

"Some of you have been learning stance training for at least ten days, while others have been doing it for half a month."

Today, I will teach you the accompanying boxing techniques for Tongbei stance, namely Tongbei boxing.

This is also the capital that most of you will use to make a living and earn a living in the future.

After saying that, Zhou Changfeng didn't hesitate and immediately began to demonstrate in front of everyone.

Zhou Changfeng narrowed his eyes, and an inexplicable aura emanated from him.

"Huff~ Huff~"

When the rehearsal just started, the air was filled with the whistling sound of punches.

Lead the hand, strike hard, change direction.

Zhou Changfeng would patiently explain each move and technique he demonstrated.

Until, finally.

"Bang!!"

With a single punch, the wooden stake shattered into pieces.

"That's why I told you to train your arms and build a solid foundation with the Tongbei stance."

A moment later, Zhou Changfeng finished his rehearsal.

He spoke calmly to the students below.

Seeing the amazement and admiration on the faces of these trainees, Zhou Changfeng was very satisfied.

"This is the Tongbei Fist of my Tongbei Fist School. Although the fist technique is ordinary, when combined with the Tongbei stance, it can exert considerable power."

However, these are just techniques; the most important thing is to break through the limits as soon as possible.

Only by becoming a martial artist in the Qi and Blood Realm can one achieve this.

Only then will you witness the true power of Tongbei Quan. Alright, go and practice!

Below, Chen Ran only gleaned one insight: to become faster, stronger, and more robust.

From that day on, his daily routine became spending his mornings strengthening his muscles and blood, and his afternoons practicing Tongbei Quan (a style of Chinese martial arts).

In a daze, ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Ran discovered a very serious problem.

"We don't have enough money."