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Wu Feng assumed a Tai Chi stance in the clearing of the bamboo forest, his mind calm and focused, and the movements unfolded accordingly.

The starting posture is smooth and gentle, with the arms drawing an arc, as if embracing Tai Chi.

The movements were extremely slow, yet they possessed a profound and contemplative quality, as if they were not practicing boxing, but rather unleashing some kind of intangible and intangible force.

"Grasp the Sparrow's Tail", "Single Whip", "Cloud Hands"... each move is extremely slow, with smooth and rounded trajectories.

The true energy of "Harmony with the World" within his body flowed naturally, blending seamlessly with the supremely gentle fist intent, adding a sense of harmony to his movements, making him feel completely integrated with his surroundings.

There was no sharp whistling sound, only the soft rustling of clothes and steady breathing.

He was completely immersed in it, carefully experiencing the flow of every bit of force, the subtle shift of the center of gravity, the twisting of the waist and hips, and the pulling sensation between the arcs of his arms.

This fist technique is inherited from Tai Chi sword, but it focuses more on neutralizing and generating force in close combat.

again and again.

Sweat gradually seeped out, his hair clung to his skin, and the lining of his Taoist robe became damp, but he seemed unaware of it, his mind already united with the harmonious intent of the fist.

At the edge of the field of vision, the proficiency indicator jumps at a steady frequency.

Tai Chi proficiency +420

With the double bonus from the bamboo forest clearing and a current comprehension level of 350, each complete practice of a set of punches yields 420 proficiency points, an astonishingly high efficiency.

He was single-minded, simply repeating the same thing.

From "Wild Horse Parts Its Mane" to "Jade Maiden Weaves Through the Air", from "Turning Around and Blocking the Punch" to "As If Sealed and Closed".

The movements became increasingly fluid, and that gentle, rounded quality seeped into the very marrow of his bones.

Unbeknownst to us, the sun gradually moved from the east side of the bamboo forest to the center, and then slowly slanted westward.

The light and shadow in the forest change from the clear morning light to the bright midday sun, and then take on a faint golden hue.

Wu Feng completely forgot about time and his fatigue.

The internal energy flowed with the fist techniques, and instead of feeling exhausted, it resonated with the surrounding world due to the characteristics of "Harmony with the World," allowing him to recover very quickly and continue practicing.

When the closing movement is completed again, the arms are slowly pressed down, and the breath returns to the dantian.

A sense of enlightenment, clearer and more complete than when I first started, naturally welled up in my heart.

As the boxing moves, the concept of using softness to overcome hardness and leading the opponent into emptiness is no longer a vague idea, but has become part of the body's instinct.

Wrists, elbows, shoulders, waist, hips, knees, feet—all the joints in the body seem to be connected by invisible threads, moving together and still together, perfectly coordinated.

[System Notification: Congratulations! Your Tai Chi Chuan has reached the Proficient level! Arm Strength +25, Constitution +20, Agility +15. Your understanding and application of soft and neutralizing force have slightly improved. When performing Tai Chi Chuan, your resistance and counter-attack ability against close-range grappling and throws have slightly increased.]

In the skill bar, the status of [Tai Chi] has jumped from [Beginner] to [Proficient]. The next stage, [Minor Success], requires 150000 proficiency points.

The current proficiency level is [Tai Chi (Proficiency 3360/150000)].

Wu Feng slowly exhaled a long breath, which condensed into a white ribbon in the cool evening air.

He moved his slightly sore but powerful arms and sighed with emotion.

"In one day, I went from beginner to proficient, and even accumulated over three thousand more proficiency points..."

He muttered to himself, shaking his head, "I have to say, with higher comprehension, practicing skills is indeed faster."

This speed, if it were for an ordinary player, would probably take ten days to half a month of hard training.

For him, it was just a day.

He glanced at the tranquil bamboo forest around him.

The bamboo shadows were stretched long by the setting sun, creating dappled patterns on the ground.

In the distance, the bell tolling for the meal in the dining hall pierced through the twilight and drifted gently in.

"Clang... clang... clang..."

The deep, resonant sound of the bell echoed through the mountains.

Wu Feng subconsciously turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the bamboo forest.

The bamboo leaves rustled, the stream murmured, and apart from him, there was no one else in the open space.

The gray-robed, white-haired grandmaster did not appear today.

"I was thinking of telling my grandmaster..." Wu Feng scratched his head, somewhat regretfully.

But then I thought about it again, and given his current status as a third-generation disciple, it really wasn't appropriate to go and disturb Zhang Sanfeng's residence so rashly.

That place is probably a forbidden area of ​​the sect; trespassing would be unwise.

"Never mind, we'll talk about it another time if there's an opportunity." He shook his head, no longer dwelling on it.

After a whole day of training, my stomach was already growling.

My hunger level has probably dropped to near the danger line; I need to hurry and fill my stomach.

He straightened his somewhat disheveled Taoist robe, brushed off the grass clippings from his clothes, and then turned and walked towards the dining hall, stepping onto the bluestone path gilded by the setting sun.

My pace was a bit faster than usual.

When practicing, one is so focused that one doesn't notice it, but once one stops, the intense emptiness emanating from that virtual body becomes exceptionally clear.

The dining hall was brightly lit, and the aroma of food wafted far and wide.

Dinner tonight seems to be more lavish than usual.

Besides the usual congee, steamed buns, and pickled vegetables, there was also a small dish of scrambled eggs and a bowl of vegetable and tofu soup with oil floating on top. It was a rare treat.

Wu Feng took a portion, found a corner seat, and started eating heartily, not caring about his image.

The porridge was warm, the steamed buns were soft, the scrambled eggs were fragrant and smooth, and the tofu soup was light yet delicious.

The virtual feeling of fullness quickly filled the empty hunger bar as food was consumed, and the unsettling feeling of weakness gradually dissipated.

He drank two large bowls of porridge and ate four steamed buns in one go, then cleaned up all the vegetables and soup.

Only then did I feel that emptiness was completely filled, and my hunger level rose back to around 85.

Wu Feng let out a comfortable sigh and put down his chopsticks. He was full, and his mind relaxed.

Returning to my simple yet quiet little house, I pushed open the door. The oil lamp was not lit, and only the last bit of daylight from outside the window shone in, creating a hazy atmosphere.

He didn't log off immediately, but started packing his things.

He walked to the table and carefully examined each of the "Thousand Character Classic," "Hundred Family Surnames," the Five Classics, and the calligraphy annotation book, confirming that the pages were undamaged and there were no new creases on the edges.

Then find a clean piece of coarse cloth, neatly stack the books, wrap them up, and tie them tightly.

It's on the table. I need to return it to my fifth uncle tomorrow.

Looking at the things on the table, Wu Feng felt a mix of emotions.

These books, though seemingly ordinary, were of great help to him.

These factors played a crucial role in getting the Enlightenment Points to 350.

Zhang Cuishan, this senior apprentice, is indeed a kind and honest person.

I looked around the little house where I had lived for more than half a month.

The furnishings were extremely simple: a bed, a table, a stool, a wooden shelf for storing miscellaneous items, and a wooden basin for washing one's face.

The walls were bare, and the ground was rammed earth.

But it was here that he cultivated day after day, pushing each martial art to its peak, and his attributes steadily increased.

"I'm leaving," he said softly, without feeling too much sadness.

More than anything, there was a vague anticipation for the future and a touch of reluctance to part with this quiet time of cultivation.

After finishing tidying up, he didn't linger any longer. He walked to the bedside, and on a whim, chose to exit the game.

In the real world, the game's cabin hatch slides open.

An even stronger feeling of hunger struck instantly.

Wu Feng sat up, rubbed his face, quickly changed his clothes, and went out.

The city remains bustling even at night.

He walked into his usual noodle shop with practiced ease, ordered a large bowl of beef noodles, added meat and an egg, and slurped it down in no time.

After drinking the hot soup, my whole body felt warm.

I paid the bill and took a walk to digest my food. The evening breeze brushed against my face, carrying the complex scents unique to the city.

Back at my accommodation, I took a hot shower to wash away the day's fatigue.

I changed into clean pajamas and lay back down in the gaming pod.

The hatch closed, and consciousness sank in.

In the game world, the night was deep. A small oil lamp flickered dimly in the hut.

Wu Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, without turning on the light, and closed his eyes directly.

The mental techniques of "Harmony with the World" were quietly activated.

The state of perfect harmony with the world is one of perfect balance and effortless operation.

The pure, jade-like inner energy flowed along a mysterious path, blending perfectly with the darkness and silence of the surrounding cottage, as well as the faint chirping of insects and the night breeze outside the window.

The mind is calm as still water, yet perception subtly extends outward.

You can feel your own breath moving with the flow of true qi, creating a harmonious rhythm with the air in the room.

With each cycle of true qi, it grows stronger and more solid.

The sense of harmony and resonance with the primordial energy of heaven and earth is also constantly deepening.

[Harmony with the World Proficiency +420]

The pulse remained stable. The entire night slipped by unnoticed in this state of complete absorption in meditation.

As the sky outside the window turned from dark black to deep blue, before the first rays of dawn pierced the darkness on the distant mountain peaks, the morning bell of dawn had already pierced the silence and drifted on.

"Clang... clang... clang..."

Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

His eyes shone with a gentle, restrained light, and his mind and body were clear and peaceful.

He glanced at the skill bar: [Harmony with the World (Perfect 173108/500000)].

I accumulated over 9 proficiency points in one night, steadily progressing towards the Great Perfection.