Promise!

Chapter 51, Getting Started

After saying goodbye to Chen Yun, Xiong Lei immediately came over and questioned Zhuang Jin, "Jinzi, you already have Miss Yun's cousin, Miss Ni Ying, so how could you still do that with Miss Yun? I'm not saying this, Jinzi, you need to be more careful, so as not to ruin Miss Yun's reputation..."

"Xiong Lei!"

Zhuang Jin interrupted. He was already a little upset today because of Ni Ying's matter, and now Xiong Lei was questioning him for no apparent reason. Given their current relationship, he wouldn't tolerate it. "First, I have nothing to do with Miss Yun. Second, even if I do, what does it have to do with you?"

Then, he didn't bother to explain anything and just turned and left.

Xiong Lei looked at Zhuang Jin's back, opened his mouth, and felt that he had been a little abrupt. Then he remembered that his father had forced him to come this month to apologize to Zhuang Jin and to restore their relationship.

"Ah, why did I get so impulsive again just now?"

However, this thought only lasted for a moment before he threw it aside, and the thought on his face turned into determination: For Miss Yun, he - Xiong Lei... would not regret it!

Zhuang Jin ignored Xiong Lei's changed expression behind him and returned to the martial arts training ground to start today's teaching.

In the martial arts training ground, the martial artists were feeling disappointed because they didn't see Ni Ying coming today, but when they saw Zhuang Jin coming, they all regained their composure.

Although Zhuang Jin's face showed no change today and he seemed calmer than usual, they inexplicably felt that the situation was even more terrifying, just like the dull and oppressive feeling before a summer rainstorm. They all behaved themselves.

……

In fact, Zhuang Jin was not affected by Ni Ying's incident today. If there was any influence, it was that he practiced harder.

After this incident, he realized one thing more clearly: only with enough power can one get what he wants. Currently, he is still not at the Second Sutra Realm, and is not qualified to dream of those trivial things!
During the day, he still focused on improving his cultivation level, and at night he would practice martial arts for an extra hour.

This night.

In the martial arts training ground, Zhuang Jin was practicing the Black Evil Palm. Each move was powerful and vigorous. His internal energy flowed through his meridians, and it seemed that it was about to turn into strong force and burst out of his body, but it was still a little short of it.

He practiced neither too fast nor too slow, his mind as calm as water, and he practiced persistently, and his movements became more and more smooth.

At this time, if the proficiency could be materialized, you would find that Zhuang Jin's Black Evil Palm proficiency is constantly increasing by +1, +1.

call!
Suddenly, the wind blew and the leaves rustled. Soon, fine raindrops as light as cow hair fell.

Zhuang Jin did not stop and continued to practice palm techniques with great concentration.

Finally, when he was close to a certain limit and there was no bottleneck, he took a step forward and started to master the Black Evil Palm!
laugh!
Zhuang Jin's internal energy circulated and reached his palms, transforming into a burst of strength. He struck out into the air an inch, making a slight sound in front of him. Suddenly, all the continuous raindrops within a few inches of distance were shattered and exploded into mist.

He only felt that his heart was becoming more and more happy, and he felt refreshed and at ease. His mind was in sync with his actions, and his Black Evil Palm became more and more proficient, moving smoothly like flowing water, rising, falling, and turning. Wherever his palm pointed, balls of fine rain would explode, and the mist of the shattered rain would fill his body, like smoke rising from jade, making him look more extraordinary than an ordinary person.

Finally, the moment Zhuang Jin retracted his palm, he raised his toes and a wooden board at the edge of the training ground flew into the air. He lightly flicked the back of his hand, and this time, the Ming Jin actually broke through an inch.

boom!
When the wooden board was just over an inch away from Zhuang Jin's finger, it exploded, broke into pieces, and fell to the ground.

"Yes, my golden finger has no bottleneck. It really applies to martial arts as well. I've mastered the Black Evil Palm!" "Also, the state just now seemed to be... enlightenment? The state of enlightenment is hard to come by. If ordinary people encounter it and are stuck at a bottleneck, there is a great possibility of breaking through. However, I don't have a bottleneck myself. It's just that after mastering the Black Evil Palm, I have advanced a few more proficiency levels based on the basics."

Zhuang Jin ignored the mist and rain. The breeze lifted some of his hair and dropped it on his eyebrows, which further highlighted his refreshing temperament. A faint smile appeared on his face. He felt that with this breakthrough, all the troubles of the day were swept away.

"Now that I have mastered the Black Evil Palm, I have almost completed one-fifth of the Second Sutra Realm. Next, I will strive to break through to the Third Sutra Realm by the end of next month!"

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In the following days, apart from watching Chen Yun distribute the Kailuo Decoction early in the morning and teaching for one stick of incense in the morning and afternoon, Zhuang Jin devoted all his time except for eating and sleeping to practicing martial arts, just like an ascetic monk.

Because of his diligence, many other martial artists in the training ground saw him and left them with the impression that Zhuang Jin lived there all his life. Whenever he came, someone would see him. As a result, his reputation for being talented, diligent and hardworking gradually spread in the outer courtyard of the Shen family, and he was often used as an example to educate younger generations.

Time flies, and soon it is the end of the month, January 30th.

Zhuang Jin's progress in cultivation has exceeded expectations a little bit. So far, he has probably completed nearly 60% of the accumulation of the second realm. According to this progress, he will be able to break through the third realm in late next month and be promoted to a three-pattern servant!

As for the teaching results, they were so-so. Among the thirty martial artists, only one became a formal martial artist, and it took him twenty-seven days. The student was named Du Yunqi.

This kind of luck...isn't good, but it can't be said to be bad either. At least I won't be deducted money, right?
Oh, that martial artist named Zhang Ming who was taught by him, worked hard but failed to make a breakthrough. It was also because his aptitude was a little lacking. For this kind of thing, if it is not possible, it is not possible. Reality cannot be changed by human will.

Well, actually it's too early to talk about this now. It's only the noon of January 30th, but Zhuang Jin has a day off this afternoon, so he doesn't need to teach for another incense stick of time. This is the last afternoon for the martial artists to practice on their own.

The deadline is at 5 p.m. in the afternoon. All warriors who have not broken through to become formal warriors by then must leave.

However, according to Zhuang Jin, there was no breakthrough in the first twenty-nine days and a half, so the probability of a breakthrough in the last half afternoon is extremely small.

That afternoon, not only his job of teaching martial arts had a day off, but other jobs would also have an afternoon off. They could go home and rest for half a day and the night before taking over their jobs again tomorrow morning.

Among these, due to the holiday, there were actually some omissions in many places, but the Medicine King Gang also had this need, so the two sides reached a tacit understanding that this short period of time was considered a window period, and only the medicine fields outside the city were special and took turns to rest.

It was noon that day.

When Zhuang Jin was having lunch, he met Tang Wentao, who jokingly complained to him, saying that he was used as an example to inspire those formal warriors who were learning martial arts this month, causing those people to learn from Zhuang Jin. As a result, in the morning assessment, not only did no one break through the second level, but there was not even a single person who got started with the Black Evil Palm. He would definitely be deducted from his salary this month, so he asked Zhuang Jin to treat him to a drink.

Of course, this is just a joke, but it also shows that Zhuang Jin is quite popular in the outer courtyard of the Shen family. This is as it should be. He has good qualifications, is hardworking, and treats people kindly, so it is natural.

Closer to home.

After lunch, Zhuang Jin continued to practice. To him, there was no difference between having an afternoon off and not having one, he just had to continue practicing.

In the afternoon, he came out of the quiet room after practicing meditation and concentrating his inner breath, and unexpectedly saw someone.

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(End of this chapter)