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

The next day.

Jiang Yuan stood on the wooden stake, facing the rising sun, and earnestly practiced the Crane Form Boxing.

At first, his boxing technique was very precise, and his movements were as standard as the patterns drawn in the boxing manual.

Gradually, his moves became faster and faster, his body darted and weaved among the wooden stakes, and his punches became smoother and smoother.

drink--

Suddenly, he stood on the wooden stake, his figure changing from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and his hands slowly pressed down.

Wisps of heat rose from his body, causing the air above his head to distort slightly.

[A total of four experience points have been gained from this Crane Form Fist training session.]

Jiang Yuan looked at his palm. Every time he finished practicing, the panel prompts that appeared in his field of vision seemed to make him feel that his strength had increased again.

This feeling of gradual improvement always motivates him to work harder. No matter how tired he is, he will persevere until his body is completely pushed to its limit.

He sometimes thinks that most people who have this panel will probably achieve great things in the future.

If you have a goal that guarantees 100% success, who wouldn't stick with it?

Without the uncertainty of whether your efforts will be fruitful, as long as you keep moving forward, there is no dark road ahead. Isn't this process of daily improvement a wonderful experience?

"Junior Brother Jiang."

A tall, thin young man with a stern face walked over with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Yuan jumped off the wooden stake and bowed respectfully: "Good morning, Second Senior Brother."

These days, his second senior brother Fang Yan is still strict with him, but his attitude seems to have changed.

Fang Yan nodded and said, "I see that your basic skills are already solid enough. From today onwards, you need to change your training method."

"How can we change it?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"Since you started learning boxing, you've been used to practicing from the first move to the forty-eighth move. Now that you want to improve your strength quickly, you need to figure out the connection between each move," Fang Yan pointed out the problem incisively.

Jiang Yuan scratched his head, still somewhat puzzled. "I've considered that too, but many moves simply can't be connected."

"Stupid, your mind is too rigid."

Fang Yan withdrew his hands from behind his back, walked over and said, "I'm going to throw a punch now, and you use 'Crane Cleansing Body' to defend."

"it is good."

Jiang Yuan's expression immediately turned serious, his eyes fixed on Fang Yan's fist, and he assumed a fighting stance.

"Relax, I'll be moving slowly this time," Fang Yan said as he threw a punch.

Jiang Yuan immediately used "Crane Washing Body" to push it away.

This move is usually used to neutralize the opponent's attack and adjust one's own posture; it is a defensive move that also builds up momentum.

"Look, you're always executing this move perfectly now, aren't you?" Fang Yan said.

"Of course." Jiang Yuan nodded. "If it's not performed in its entirety, it's not 'Crane Washing Body'."

"Why not?" Fang Yan glared at him. "Try hitting me!"

Jiang Yuan, completely bewildered, threw a punch, only to see Fang Yan defend in the same way. But as soon as he parried half of the attack, Fang Yan changed his move and struck at him. Before Jiang Yuan could react, Fang Yan's fist had already stopped just an inch away from his face.

Fang Yan said with a stern face, "You always strive to make the most complete and standard version of the same move. This is certainly not wrong when you first learn this boxing style, as it helps to solidify your foundation. But you've already mastered the boxing style so well, and you're still using this kind of fighting style. You'll definitely lose when you encounter a master. The transitions between your moves are easy to become weaknesses."

Jiang Yuan nodded thoughtfully, his mind lost in thought.

The sun gradually rose higher.

Jiang Yuan returned to the wooden stake, pondering and practicing his boxing techniques.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out at the main gate of the outer courtyard.

Wei Chong led several people into the courtyard, and the disciples stopped what they were doing in confusion.

"Who are they? Are they here to challenge us?" a disciple wondered curiously.

"What are they doing here? They're after Senior Brother Yu Heng!" Zuo Qi said smugly from the side.

Upon hearing this, some disciples nodded in understanding, while others asked Fang Yan, who was standing not far away, with complete confusion.

"Second Senior Brother, what are they here for?"

This disciple's name is Zhao Hui, and he is from the same place as Jiang Yuan.

Fang Yan glanced at the group of people who had approached and said, "The old man leading the group is Chief Escort Sun from the Fulin Escort Agency. He is on good terms with my master, and whenever a disciple breaks through to the Ming Jin realm, he is always the first to receive the news and comes to recruit talent. This time, he must indeed be here for Yu Heng."

"Recruitment? Second Senior Brother, is this what people call temporary posting?" another disciple asked.

Fang Yan nodded: "That's right. If you don't want to fully join these forces, you can choose to register your name with them. You don't have to spend all your time there. You only go when you have something to do. The advantage of this is that you can get rewards and have time to practice. Many disciples who break through to the Ming Jin level choose this option."

"Is there compensation for this temporary assignment?"

Zhao Hui swallowed hard. Ever since he started practicing martial arts, he had only ever taken money out of his pocket and had never seen any money return to him.

Fang Yan looked down at him. "What, you want to go?"

"Of course." Zhao Hui nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Then cultivate diligently and break through to become a Ming Jin martial artist as soon as possible!" Fang Yan glanced around and continued, "Without reaching Ming Jin, you can only work as a porter in a place like Fulin Escort Agency for the rest of your life. The salary you receive can support your family, but it will be difficult to support your own training. But becoming a Ming Jin is different; the salary for a temporary position is higher than theirs."

Many disciples from families that were not wealthy were tempted upon hearing this.

Some of them had saved up enough money over two or three generations to support their children's martial arts training, all in the hope that the children would rise above their station and change their family's fate.

"Second Senior Brother, is it only the Fulin Escort Agency that comes looking for people to take up temporary positions?" a disciple asked.

Fang Yan stood with his hands behind his back. "Of course not. This is just the first batch. The temporary appointments are all mutually selected, and both parties must agree. Nowadays, all the forces are actively recruiting talents. As long as you break through to the Ming Jin level, someone will offer you a high price."

Inside the house, the visitors took their seats.

"Master Wei, I came here immediately after receiving your letter. Where is your disciple?" Chief Escort Sun asked impatiently as soon as he sat down.

"Haha, Old Sun is still as impatient as ever." Wei Xuan chuckled.

He raised his hand and beckoned Wei Chong, "Go to the inner courtyard and call Yu Heng over."

"Yes, Father."

A moment later, Yu Heng strode in from outside.

"Master!" He respectfully stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting.

On the way here, Wei Chong had already told him about it, which made him very excited.

After all, he was born into a poor family, and his father had to sell his land to raise the tuition fees for him to come and practice boxing.

Fortunately, he lived up to expectations and successfully broke through to the Ming Jin level.

"Yu Heng, go and choose an opponent so you can have a spar," Wei Xuan said.

"yes!"