Chaos begins when one joins a martial arts school

Chapter 13 Sun Ningxiang

[Introduction to Bengshanquan (195/200)]

Before Yang Jing's eyes appeared a line of data that only he could see.

"I'm almost at the limit of mastering the basics of the Mountain-Crushing Fist."

A surge of excitement rose in Yang Jing's heart.

After a period of unremitting efforts, he is finally close to completing the initial training of the "Crushing Mountain Fist".

According to the panel's description, as long as I practice martial arts to the limit, I can naturally break through and will not encounter the difficult and dangerous bottlenecks that others face.

Thinking of this, Yang Jing couldn't help but feel a strong sense of anticipation rising in his heart.

Without taking a break, Yang Jing wiped his sweat and began practicing his boxing again.

Although he has the aptitude for martial arts, his physical constitution is indeed very poor.

Even though he was already one of the most hardworking disciples in the entire martial arts school, his progress in martial arts was still in the middle to lower range.

Some of the disciples who entered the martial arts school around the same time as him have already gone through the initial trial.

Although Yang Jing's speed had slowed down considerably, he was not in a hurry.

A quick breakthrough is nothing; the most important thing is to break through the bottleneck and successfully overcome the obstacle.

And this is exactly what Yang Jing is looking forward to most right now.

If the panel's effects are proven, then although his future martial arts path will be slower, he will definitely be able to reach the highest point he can see step by step.

Half an hour later.

Several figures slowly walked out from the inner courtyard, instantly attracting the attention of many disciples.

Yang Jing took a short rest and stood with Liu Maolin, also looking at the handsome men and beautiful women who came out of the inner courtyard.

I must say, it's really pleasing to the eye.

Leading the group was the third senior brother, Zhao Wenzheng, dressed in a moon-white martial arts outfit with a silver sash around his waist. He walked with a steady gait and his brows carried a composure beyond his years.

Beside him stood his second senior sister, Qi Yun, dressed in a black robe, her long hair tied up with a silver hairpin.

On the other side was Sun Yong's daughter, Sun Ningxiang, dressed in a pale yellow dress that swayed gently with her steps. She had a bright smile on her face and was talking to the young man beside her.

The man was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome face and arrogant eyes. His dark-colored outfit accentuated his tall and straight figure. He was Lin Yue, the genius disciple who had joined the Sun Family Martial Arts School two months ago.

A month ago, Lin Yue successfully mastered the "Crushing Mountain Fist" and entered the Ming Jin realm in just one month.

It is said that Lin Yue has made rapid progress in his training of the "Crushing Mountain Fist" in the past month and is not far from the limit of minor success. In a few more days, he may have to start to break through the barrier again.

Lin Yue's progress was astonishing, earning him special favor from the academy master, Sun Yong, who had already waived all fees and even provided him with a lot of high-quality meat and precious medicine to aid his cultivation.

The four chatted and laughed in a gentle tone, yet they possessed an invisible aura that kept others at bay, creating a small circle that belonged solely to them.

Lin Yue occasionally raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the disciples who were sweating profusely, with a hint of barely perceptible disdain.

Many disciples' eyes fell on Sun Ningxiang.

Although Qi Yun was beautiful, she was indifferent to ordinary disciples. Yang Jing used to serve Qi Yun, following Lü Yang and others, but she never gave him a second glance. If he was disrespectful, she would scold him harshly.

Compared to Qi Yun, Sun Ningxiang has a completely different personality.

Her eyebrows were curved, and when she smiled, her eyes seemed to sparkle like stars. She looked somewhat like Mao Xiaotong, the female celebrity Yang Jing had seen on television in his previous life.

She never puts on airs like the owner's daughter and is always polite to everyone.

If anyone gets stuck in their boxing routine, she'll patiently offer a few pointers.

Even when her family suffered hardship, she would secretly inform the master and ask for some financial assistance. Over time, she became the ideal woman in the hearts of the martial arts school's disciples.

As Yang Jing watched Sun Ningxiang's figure, he recalled that he had sprained his ankle while practicing martial arts a while ago. This senior sister Sun had brought him medicine and given him some special advice on how to heal his injury.

He withdrew his gaze, but unintentionally caught sight of Lü Yang and his two companions who wanted to join in but were ignored by Senior Sister Qi. The three awkwardly rubbed their hands together and walked to the corner while chatting and laughing.

If it were still the original body, it might be in the same situation as these three people right now.

But now it's Yang Jing.

The reason why Lü Yang and the other two were so eager to curry favor with Qi Yun was simply because they wanted to get on her good side. A very important reason was that they themselves were having difficulty breaking through to the Ming Jin realm.

However, Yang Jing is different; he possesses a control panel.

For him, there are no bottlenecks in any skill or martial art.

Simply follow the steps to cultivate it to its limit, and you will be able to break through naturally without any danger.

No matter when or who you are dealing with, personal strength is the foundation of everything.

Lin Yue is a typical example.

He came from an ordinary background, similar to Zhang Kehan, and far inferior to Lü Yang and Zhou Lin.

However, his martial arts aptitude was rated as top-notch by the school master, indicating that his future prospects were limitless. He was recruited by Qi Yun as soon as he joined the martial arts school.

As for Lü Yang and the others, even if they tried their best to fawn over Qi Yun, in Qi Yun's eyes they were nothing more than cattle and horses that could be summoned and dismissed at will.

Lü Yang, Zhou Lin, and Zhang Kehan ​​may not be unaware of this, but they simply cannot do it. They probably could not truly master it even if they devoted their entire lives to it.

Even Yang Jing, without a training panel, would find it very difficult to develop internal strength and reach the Ming Jin realm in his lifetime.

Yang Jing shook his head, focused his mind, and stopped diverting his energy to other things, refocusing on practicing martial arts.

Practicing martial arts is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind.

To go far on the path of martial arts, you must make practicing martial arts an indispensable daily habit, just like eating and drinking, and you must put in much more effort than eating and drinking.

His most important task now is to develop his strength as soon as possible and become a master of it.

Yang Jing was well aware that although the Yang family seemed to be free of crisis now that Feng Lei had died, the crisis had not actually been resolved and had always existed.

Feng Lei was just a henchman; the Ning family behind him was the real enemy.

The Ning family has stopped pressuring the Yang family for some reason, but as far as Yang Jing knows, the patriarch of the Ning family, Ning Xuezhi, is notoriously stingy and miserly.

Once Ning Xuezhi makes his move, he will inevitably target the Yang family sooner or later.

Yang Jing was able to assassinate Feng Lei, but Ning Xuezhi was in the Ning family mansion, so killing him would be much more difficult.

In Yang Jing's view, the best, or even the only, way to break the deadlock is to break through on his own and become a master of Ming Jin who has cultivated his own internal strength.

At this level, Ning Xuezhi would absolutely not dare to provoke him lightly.

"Breakthrough to the Ming Jin level!"

Yang Jing clenched his fist.

Yang Jing has almost reached the maximum progress in the beginner stage of the Mountain-Crushing Fist.

"It should be in the next few days."

Yang Jing's eyes narrowed, a deep excitement flashing within them.

He had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

(End of this chapter)