Starting with photographic memory, I've worked my way up to become a martial arts immortal.

One month later, at the White Crane Martial Arts School.

Wei Xuan was giving a morning lesson to several new disciples.

"Practicing boxing and stance training can both nourish your Qi and blood. Of course, this Qi and blood doesn't come from nowhere; it's related to your own constitution, daily diet, and herbal medicine. I've seen some of you eating steamed buns and flatbreads for lunch to fill your stomachs. Is that okay? In the long run, your bodies will break down! Since you've paid money to learn boxing, but you're being stingy with your food, what's the point of practicing boxing!"

Wei Xuan coldly swept his gaze over the disciples in front of him, and some of them lowered their heads upon hearing his words.

"Speaking of nourishing qi and blood, do you know what its benefits are?"

A quick-witted disciple stepped forward: "Once your Qi and blood are cultivated to their peak, you can break through the barrier!"

"That's right. There are three stages in the foundational stage of martial arts. Breaking through the first stage allows one to achieve Ming Jin (manifest strength), followed by An Jin (hidden strength) and Hua Jin (transforming strength). Of course, there are risks involved in breaking through each stage. Failure can at best affect one's Qi and blood, and at worst damage one's foundation. Therefore, one must be extremely cautious before each stage!"

"Master, what level can our martial arts school's boxing techniques reach?"

"If you master all three styles of boxing in my martial arts school, you can elevate your skill to the Transformation Realm. The most important thing is to choose the right style for yourself and practice diligently!"

"Yes, Master," everyone shouted in unison.

Not far away, Jiang Yuan was practicing his boxing on a wooden stake. Compared to a month ago, his movements had become smoother and more natural. He could move steadily on the stake as if his feet were rooted to the ground.

After a long while, he landed on the ground, took out a towel, and wiped away his sweat.

Looking at his still somewhat inexperienced new disciples, he sighed inwardly, realizing that he had unknowingly become an old-timer at the martial arts school.

Here, older disciples who can no longer afford tuition or feel hopeless about learning martial arts often leave, while newcomers with ambitions also join.

A thought struck him, and he opened the panel.

Name: Jiang Yuan

[Potential]: 4.2

【技艺】：研读（破限26/5000）、鹤形桩功（熟练13/1000）、鹤形拳（入门329/500）

【Characteristic】: Photographic memory

"I reached the proficiency level in stance training yesterday, but my progress in fist techniques is a bit slower."

Jiang Yuan silently made his plans.

After drinking the tonic soup for a month, he clearly felt that his health had improved a lot.

In the past, when I practiced standing meditation and boxing, I would often experience stinging sensations in certain parts of my body, and I would easily feel tired.

At first, he thought it was a normal phenomenon, but after consulting with other senior students, he found that it was not so, and many problems were probably caused by internal injuries.

However, he was fortunate to have met a good master who immediately pointed out his problems and gave him a prescription to repair his body.

"My physical functions have improved a lot. My strength, speed, and endurance are completely different from when I first started learning martial arts a month ago."

"Moreover, as the body improves, the rate of potential growth changes from 0.1 every two or three days to 0.1 every one or two days. Although it is not obvious, it has still increased by more than double."

"As for stance training and fist techniques, practicing them once will also increase your experience points considerably."

"I can feel my martial arts training progressing faster. I expect that in less than two months, my stance training will reach the minor mastery stage! According to my master, at that time I can try to break through to achieve the Ming Jin (manifested strength) stage!"

Jiang Yuan licked his lips and thought to himself, "However, there are two problems now. First, my original silver is almost gone, and I won't need the Replenishing Soup for more than a few days. Due to the Black Tiger Gang and the Poison Scorpion Gang fighting for territory, many businesses have been affected. Several storytellers I know have disappeared, and I can't sell my books."

"The second problem." He looked down at his calloused hands. "My actual combat skills are terrible. I practice all day but never actually fight. It's all just for show. When gang members cause trouble, I can't handle it."

Jiang Yuan sat on the ground to rest for a while, then looked around the courtyard and saw his master instructing a new disciple.

Soon, his gaze settled on a burly man who was lifting a stone weight.

"Senior Brother Liang!" he called out as he walked over.

Liang Shenru continued what he was doing as if he hadn't heard.

After a while, he put down the stone lock, scratched his head, and asked, "Junior Brother Jiang, you were looking for me?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and asked, "Senior brother, how many moves?"

Liang Shen squinted at him and said in a muffled voice, "Okay!"

Jiang Yuan's choice of Liang Shen was not without reason.

Firstly, Liang Shen practices the Tortoise Form Fist, which is best at defense. Secondly, after getting to know him, I found that he is honest and straightforward, so there is no need to worry about him using dirty tricks.

Sparring among martial arts practitioners is extremely dangerous; even disciples from the same martial arts school can easily get injured while exchanging moves.

Jiang Yuan took a breath, calmed his nerves, and got into position.

Crane-style boxing emphasizes agile and varied footwork, swift and lightning-fast attacks, and is most adept at striking pressure points, targeting the enemy's vulnerable areas.

Hand techniques include the open-mouthed crane attacking the eyes and ribs, the closed-mouthed crane attacking the throat and lower abdomen, and the crane claw intercepting and grasping for seizure, etc.

Jiang Yuan stretched out his right hand: "Senior Brother Liang, be careful."

"Okay!" Liang Shen grinned.

As soon as Jiang Yuan finished speaking, his posture instantly changed, like a ferocious bird eyeing its prey.

He flashed to Liang Shen's side and his five fingers, like a bird's beak, pecked at the gap between the other's ribs.

Liang Shen clearly has far more experience fighting enemies than Jiang Yuan.

He remained calm, twisting his body to dodge the peck, while simultaneously raising his elbow and swinging it horizontally to meet Jiang Yuan's face.

If that hit had landed squarely, even if he held back, his face would have been swollen for days.

Jiang Yuan was startled and suddenly shrank his body, crouching on the ground like a large bird, narrowly avoiding the elbow strike. Then, he exerted force with his feet and used his right hand to unleash a move called "Rising Crane Strike".

This move imitates the movement of a crane rising, with power originating from the ground and explosive force. The palm, like a crane's wing, swiftly and cleanly slashes towards Liang Shen's throat.

Even though Liang Shen was somewhat prepared, he was still startled by this unexpected move and broke out in a cold sweat.

In a moment of desperation, he leaned back sharply, using the "Iron Bridge" move perfectly.

Jiang Yuan saw it clearly, and changed his right hand from a swing to a slash, aiming straight for the opponent's lower abdomen.

Just then, he suddenly saw a foot hooking and kicking towards his chin.

"not good!"

As the wind rushed towards him, he instinctively squinted and haphazardly blocked it with both hands.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Yuan opened his eyes and saw a gleaming ruler placed across his chin, blocking the blow for him.

"Master!" He realized what was happening, took two steps back, and clasped his hands in greeting.

Wei Xuan's face was as cold as ice as he rebuked, "Who told you to randomly pick people to spar with!"

Jiang Yuan's face fell.

Oh no, I made a mistake again.

However, a sense of lingering fear flashed through his mind. If his master hadn't stopped him, Liang Shen's kick would probably have broken his jaw.

Liang Shen stepped forward: "Master, it's alright if you don't stop this kick. I was holding back."

"Nonsense! The difference between being injured and not being injured is extremely small. Can you guarantee you can control it perfectly?" Wei Xuan sneered.

"This disciple knows his mistake." The two looked at each other and lowered their heads.

"Alright, Liang Shen, you continue practicing. Jiang Yuan, you come with me."

"yes!"