Ultimate Method: Practice your fist a hundred times, and use violence to control violence.

The courtyard was bustling with noise; this was the busiest time for the martial arts school students, most of whom were asking each other questions.

In the corridor, Lei Ming was in a good mood and said with a light laugh, "Starting today, you are a formal disciple. You don't need to come to Class A anymore. There are training rooms in the inner courtyard. I'll take you to claim yours later. From now on, you can go directly to the training room to practice... After all, secret techniques cannot be revealed to outsiders, so we formal disciples usually practice separately from them."

Wan Ze nodded.

Lei Ming then added, as if remembering something, "By the way, you haven't been at the martial arts school for three months yet, have you?"

"Are you going to refund my tuition?" This was the first thing Wanze thought of.

"Haha, it seems you did some research beforehand." Lei Ming nodded and smiled. "That's right. If you become a formal disciple within three months, the martial arts school will refund your registration fee according to regulations. Also, starting this month, the school will arrange some activities every month, and participation is voluntary."

"An event?" Wan Ze asked curiously, "What kind of event?"

"They're usually bodyguards or something. Our Dragon Eagle Martial Arts School has partnerships with various groups and organizations in Holy City. They have the funds, and we have the martial arts..." Lei Ming lowered his voice and said, "You're just starting out in Secret Martial Arts right now, so there's no rush to make money. Besides, the money Professor Song gave you is enough to give you some breathing room. I'll recommend you for good missions later, so don't worry about that."

"Thanks, senior brother," Wan Ze quickly said.

He's short of money right now.

Fortunately, Professor Song had just earned two thousand.

"Haha, alright, I'll take you to the training room. From now on, you're free to arrange your own time. There's generally nothing much going on at the martial arts gym, but if anything happens, someone will contact you..."

Lei Ming said as he walked.

Soon the two passed through the central hall and headed directly towards the innermost row of courtyard houses. The earthen-yellow houses resembled a field of wheat, and the sound of explosions could be faintly heard.

Lei Ming lowered his voice and said, "This is the training area for formal disciples. Don't make a fuss when you come. Some of the senior brothers and sisters have rather fiery tempers. So please come in quietly and walk this way... These two rows of houses are currently empty. You can practice secret martial arts in the rooms. They are soundproof, so you won't hear anything from the outside... If you want to temper your body, come to this courtyard. There are various machines for training muscles, which are more professional than those in the outer courtyard."

He pushed open the door.

Looking around, Wan Ze saw that the courtyard was very large. On the left side, against the wall, hung more than a dozen old wooden stakes, and two figures were striking them rapidly, seemingly oblivious to the noise at the entrance.

Wan Ze glanced at him and then retreated without making a sound. Only a man with a buzz cut, who was drinking water with his head tilted back, seemed to notice him and glanced at him, but didn't take it seriously. He put down his water bottle and buried himself in weightlifting again.

"How is it?" Lei Ming closed the door and looked over.

"Very good." Wan Ze was somewhat eager to try it.

Lei Ming smiled and said, "This is the training room. Here's the key. You can come in and train whenever you want... I've taken on a job at the martial arts school, so I'm an instructor in Class A. If you need anything, just come find me."

"clear."

……

Inside the training room, Wan Ze was shirtless, his back muscles clearly defined, and sweat streamed down his back.

After parting ways with Lei Ming, he didn't waste any time and continued to practice the Dragon Eagle Secret Martial Arts.

It must be admitted that the power of the Dragon Eagle Secret Martial Arts is unmatched by any of the martial arts skills he has currently practiced.

The tasks alone are more difficult than other skills.

Below the visual field membrane.

A red data frame appears—

[Illustrated Guide: Dragon Eagle Secret Weapon] (Beginner Level - Already Mastered)

[Requirements for basic skill level: Accumulate twelve hours of standing meditation with secret weapons]

……

The Secret Martial Stance is different from the ordinary horse stance. It involves constant vibration of qi and blood during the movement, which also consumes qi.

So after enduring for an hour and twenty minutes, Wan Ze was already drenched in sweat and extremely hungry. Fortunately, he had a backup plan. After resting for two seconds, he got up and went to the table next to him. He took out the beef jerky he had prepared at home from his package and chewed it slowly.

The training is over.

He made a special trip to the Dingzi class to thank Master Qin for his recommendation, but he didn't expect that Master Qin would be out of town at the last minute.

"Aze." Zhou Xianchuan was practicing his boxing when he saw him and immediately waved excitedly. "Did you come to see me?"

"I was looking for you and Master Qin, but it seems Master Qin isn't here," Wan Ze replied.

"Master Qin left yesterday, apparently to attend some kind of banquet, out of town... I reckon it'll be a few days before he's back." Zhou Xianchuan and the other man chatted as a breeze swept through the white stone courtyard, where several students were testing their punching power around a sandbag under the shade of a tree.

"Another new person?" Wan Ze asked in surprise, looking at the unfamiliar faces.

"More than ten people have arrived, but not all of them have arrived yet. There's a girl who's really pretty, hehe... Oh, she's not here. Is she not coming?" Zhou Xianchuan looked around, somewhat disappointed.

Wan Ze suddenly asked, "Are you about to be promoted?"

Zhou Xianchuan laughed again: "You heard? Hehe, Master Qin said I've almost mastered Iron Mountain Fist. He told me to nurture it for another ten days to half a month before I can go to Class C for training. If I pass the test, I can even go directly to Class B. Just wait, I'll be able to come find you in Class A at the end of the year."

"Then you won't have a chance. I've already gone to the inner courtyard." Wan Ze didn't intend to hide anything.

But to everyone's surprise, Zhou Xianchuan scoffed, "I'd rather believe I'm Emperor Ying than believe you going to the inner courtyard!"

"..." Wan Ze was speechless.

That's it.

After chatting for a while, his internal energy and blood flowed more smoothly as he moved around. However, as evening approached and he practiced with Sun Fan, that feeling of hunger resurfaced.

"This is outrageous!"

Suppressing his agitation, Wan Ze held his breath and focused his mind, moving quickly to strike.

Now that his strength has greatly increased, he consciously controls his power when sparring with Sun Fan, which is also a form of cultivation for him.

The two practiced until dark. Sun Fan, panting heavily, suddenly said, "I've taken up too much of your time today. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"No need." Wan Ze wiped his sweat, smiled, and turned to leave.

Sun Fan pursed his lips.

under night.

As Wan Ze came out of the Dragon Eagle Martial Arts School, he saw Sun Fan's car.

Driver Lao Li was sitting in the driver's seat in a daze. When he saw him appear, he was obviously taken aback. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded. Wan Ze nodded in response and turned to drive away along the road.

Old Li watched the figure under the streetlight grow further and further away, unable to figure it out. When he looked again, Wan Ze was no longer at the corner, but a tall man, nearly two meters tall, with his face covered, quickly passed by.

……

How did you know I was here?

In the dark alley, Wan Ze felt a chill run down his spine the moment he saw the burly man. He quickly pulled him to a corner and cautiously looked around.

"I found out that the guy is from the Dragon Eagle Martial Arts School. He's been waiting for you here all day. I even waved to you when you went in this afternoon, but you didn't see me. So I've been hiding around here waiting until now." The burly man said, sounding a little aggrieved.

Wan Ze glanced at him expressionlessly, seemingly trying to determine whether he was acting or not. But regardless, he still coldly asked, "Why did you go to such lengths to find me? Don't you know the people from the Secret Palace are looking for you?"