High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 26 Plan
After the homeroom teacher, Wu Shangfeng, disappeared from the classroom doorway, the entire martial arts room fell into a brief, suffocating silence.

Everyone was still reeling from the immense impact of his final words.

Studying on your own.

Without teacher supervision or a fixed schedule, everything depends on self-discipline. To gain more resources, one must earn GPA through hard work and effort.

This extreme law of the jungle, like a bucket of ice water, roused all the freshmen who were still immersed in the joy of being admitted to a top martial arts high school.

A moment later, the silence was broken.

The group of top students, led by Shi Potian, were the first to take action.

Without exchanging any words, they silently stood up, gathered their belongings, and headed straight out of the classroom, their destination clear—the school's central training hall.

Their actions were like a silent command.

The other students also realized what was happening. Some left in twos and threes, while others, like Qin Feng, left the classroom alone.

From this moment on, the brutal yet free self-study life at Qiming No. 1 Martial Arts High School officially began.

……

Evening, at the public canteen.

Qin Feng, Shi Potian, and Qian Duoduo sat in their usual spot by the window, each receiving a standard Grade D nutritional meal.

"No, I need to make a plan."

Qian Duoduo put down his cutlery, and a serious expression appeared on his round face like never before.

He pulled up his personal data panel and started writing and drawing on it.

"My biggest flaw is that I have very poor self-discipline. If no one is watching me, I can sleep until the sun is high in the sky."

He looked up at Qin Feng and Shi Potian, his eyes filled with sincerity, "Brother Shi, Qin Feng, we're brothers from the same dormitory. I have a suggestion: from now on, we should follow a unified schedule, act together, and keep an eye on each other, what do you think?"

Shi Potian didn't speak, but just looked up at him, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"can."

Qin Feng nodded.

"Great!" Qian Duoduo excitedly slapped the table and pushed her data board in front of the two of them. "Look, here's my preliminary plan."

On the light screen, a schedule accurate to the minute was clearly displayed.

[Draft of Dormitory Rules for Class 3, Grade 11, Room 402]

[Wake-up time: 5:00 AM every morning]

[Rest time: 21:00 PM every night]

[Sleep duration: Ensure 8 hours of sufficient sleep, as this is the golden time for the body to recover and grow, and should not be shortened.]

[Training Content: Daily training is divided into three main modules—Body Tempering Techniques, Killing Techniques, and Meditation Techniques.]

[Schedule:]

[5:00 - 11:00 (Morning): Public martial arts room for training in the Imperial Body Forging Technique.]

[13:00 - 18:00 (Afternoon): Public martial arts room for training in various suicide techniques.]

[19:00 - 20:30 (Evening): Second round of training in the Imperial Body Tempering Method in the public martial arts room.]

[20:30 - 21:00 (Before bed): In the dormitory, practicing the "Emperor's Meditation Method".]

"How about it?"

Qian Duoduo looked at the two expectantly, "In the morning and evening, we focus on body tempering techniques, which are the foundation and must be solidified. In the afternoon, we specialize in practicing killing techniques, honing the skills to the bone. Before going to bed, we meditate for half an hour to refine our mental strength. We also include the time for meals and rest. In a day, apart from 8 hours of sleep, the rest of the time is all used for cultivation!"

His plan was simple and brutal, but exceptionally efficient.

I made the most of my day.

“I definitely couldn’t keep going on my own. But just thinking about how you two went to cultivate makes me feel like a useless person if I don’t go. That way, I can force myself to keep up with you.”

Qian Duoduo scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly.

"can."

Shi Potian spoke this time, his voice still cold, but it carried an undeniable sense of approval.

"I'm OK."

Qin Feng also agreed.

"it is good!"

Qian Duoduo clenched her fist forcefully, "Then it's settled! We'll supervise each other, urge each other on, work hard together, and make progress together!"

After dinner, the three of them did not return to their dormitory, but went directly to the Central Training Hall as planned.

As they passed the cafeteria, they each swiped their cards at a vending machine to collect a basic psionic potion included in a D-level contract.

Upon arriving at the public martial arts room of the Central Training Hall, one finds many students already practicing diligently, sweating profusely.

The three of them didn't exchange many words and each found an open space.

They unscrewed the milky-white, basic psionic potion and drank it all in one gulp.

The immense and pure energy exploded within their bodies, providing ample fuel for their upcoming high-intensity training.

Qin Feng sat down cross-legged and adjusted his breathing.

Instead of immediately beginning to practice the body-forging method, he first reviewed the new version of "Imperial Body Forging Method (Beginner)" taught by Wu Shangfeng that afternoon in his mind.

The new body-strengthening method is similar to the basic version in terms of movements, but the core lies in the route of qi and blood circulation and the details of force exertion, which are much more refined.

He slowly rose to his feet and assumed the starting stance.

breathe--

His movements were slow, and he strived to make sure that every detail matched the description in the manual perfectly.

A more condensed flow of qi and blood than ever before, guided by him, slowly flowed along the new meridian pathways.

Muscles, fascia, and bones all emitted subtle, joyful hums as this new energy flow washed over them. (Once.)

Twice.

Three times.

He was completely immersed in this ultimate control over his body.

Time slipped away silently amidst the dripping sweat.

After he practiced the new body-strengthening method dozens of times, until his body felt that familiar, almost-limit-reaching soreness, the panel deep in his consciousness finally reacted.

The "Imperial Basic Body Forging Method" has been updated to "Imperial Body Forging Method (Beginner)," and proficiency is being inherited...

Inheritance complete.

[Proficiency in "Imperial Body Forging Method (Beginner)" +1]

[Refining Technique: Imperial Body Tempering Technique (Minor Success)]

[Proficiency: 16/1000]

The new body-strengthening method is seamlessly integrated with the old version, and the improvement of proficiency is not affected in any way.

Qin Feng did not stop.

Relying on the immense energy provided by the basic psionic potion, he continued to exert himself to the extreme in the second and third rounds.

When the digital clock on the wall pointed to 8:30 p.m., Qian Duoduo walked over, panting, and plopped down on the ground.

"No...no, it's time to go back." He wiped the sweat from his brow and shouted to Qin Feng and Shi Potian, who were still cultivating.

Shi Potian also slowly finished his training, his training clothes were already soaked with sweat.

Qin Feng finished his last movement and stopped.

He brought up the panel and took a look.

[Proficiency in "Imperial Body Forging Method (Beginner)" +1]

[Refining Technique: Imperial Body Tempering Technique (Minor Success)]

[Proficiency: 17/1000]

One night of practice increased his proficiency by two points.

The three of them left the Central Training Hall together and, dragging their tired bodies, returned to their dormitory.

After returning to their rooms and taking showers, Qin Feng sat at his desk and turned on the communication terminal on his wrist.

He made a video call to his father, Qin Dahai.

The screen lit up, and the father's familiar face, tinged with concern, appeared on the screen.

"dad."

"Hmm, everything's settled in?"

Qin Dahai asked.

"Everything is fine."

Qin Feng nodded and briefly recounted to his father what he had seen and heard at school, including the graded academic year system, the importance of GPA, and the brutal self-study mode.

Qin Dahai listened quietly, without any surprise on his face.

"Qiyi High School has always been like this. It only provides the platform; how high you can stand is entirely up to you."

He looked at his son calmly, "The road is difficult, but it is the only way to become strong. Don't be afraid, just go for it."

"I understand, Dad. Please take care of yourself and don't overwork yourself. Especially with your injury, the students at Qiyi High School can't bring in any resources. Dad, you should earn money to go to the hospital for treatment and take care of yourself."

"Do not worry."

The father and son chatted for a few more minutes about everyday things before hanging up.

Afterwards, Qin Feng called his uncle Wang Ming to let him know he was safe.

After all this was done, the clock on the wall pointed to 8:30.

There's still half an hour until we break at nine o'clock.

This is the time allotted in the plan for the "Emperor's Meditation Method".

Qin Feng turned off the room lights, sat cross-legged on the bed, and closed his eyes.

He began again to try to visualize the majestic emperor in his mind, clad in golden armor.

This time, with the experience gained during the day, he was able to construct the images much faster.

That supreme majesty, reigning over the universe, descended upon his spiritual world once more.

He kept his mind focused, immersing himself in this mental fortitude, resisting the immense pressure brought by that oppressive aura.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Half an hour later, when he emerged from his meditative state, he felt mentally exhausted, as if he had engaged in a high-intensity mental workout.

He brought up the panel.

[Emperor's Meditation Method (Beginner)]

[Proficiency: 0/10]

The proficiency level remained unchanged.

Qin Feng was not surprised by this.

The cultivation of spiritual power is inherently much more difficult and obscure than the tempering of the physical body; it cannot be accomplished overnight.

He lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

Physical and mental exhaustion combined, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)