Being forced to grow like a pig? But I'm immune to the consequences!

Another point is that the booklet clearly states that martial arts training is no longer the same as before, which required yoga. Instead, it has shifted to a combination of movement and stillness. Movement causes the blood and qi to surge, while stillness nourishes the internal organs.

Continue flipping through the pages.

Here, Wu Sheng suddenly came across a discussion about "talent".

Breaking through to become a martial artist is essentially a leap in one's life level. In this leap, a person whose talent might have been average before has their body reshaped and their aptitude improved.

Those who are originally talented may not be able to improve their talents as much as they imagined, due to the limitations of human genes.

In other words, the lower limit has been raised.

The gap has thus narrowed.

"This is different from the plot of the stories I read in my past life."

In his memory, in those stories, talent was basically constant and did not improve with breakthroughs in cultivation levels; those so-called geniuses always held a dominant position.

"But thinking about it, it makes sense. With the evolution of life, how could there still be such a big difference, unless these two life forms were fundamentally different from the beginning, so that differences would arise during evolution."

Wu Sheng pondered.

"Fortunately, I have the original core. Even if the talent gap is narrowed, I can just use a lot of resources to rush up."

The existence of the primordial core allows him to ignore many conventional cultivation barriers.

After putting down the first book, Wu Sheng began studying another book.

That's the method of concealing one's presence.

Open the book and read it.

According to the book, while martial artists are powerful, they are not gods when it comes to aura.

Once a martial artist learns to regulate their internal energy, it's difficult for others to detect unless they actively reveal it, unless the two martial artists are in close proximity.

This method of concealment makes it impossible to detect even when in close proximity.

The principle is not complicated.

Rather than hiding, it's more accurate to describe it as sealing off and gathering.

It involves sealing off the body's internal energy. The martial artist's energy is locked deep within the bones and internal organs, causing the body surface to exhibit the characteristics of a Body Tempering Realm cultivator.

However, doing so has some side effects.

This could result in a situation where, when facing an enemy, there may not be enough time to unleash one's full power.

Losing the initiative.

In a life-or-death struggle, a single second of delay can be fatal. However, in the relatively safe environment of the martial arts academy, where private fights are strictly prohibited, this side effect is negligible.

Wu put down the booklet, closed his eyes, and began to try it out following the steps.

The first step is to locate the source of the energy.

Without much effort, having just broken through to the Martial Artist realm, he had an extremely clear perception of the Qi within his body, as if he had an extra piece of Qi at hand that he could grasp at any time.

The second step is to pull inwards.

It's like folding up loosely laid-out things, compressing them, and locking them into a small compartment.

Wu Sheng did it.

Then he stopped and took a moment to feel it.

Nothing had changed around him. He reached up and touched his wrist; his pulse was steady, and he couldn't sense any signs of his life escaping.

From the outside, he looks like an ordinary person.

"That's it?"

Wu Sheng opened his eyes, his expression a little strange.

He originally thought that such a martial arts-level secret technique would take at least several days to master, but—

A few minutes.

"...Never mind, it's probably just a technique." He explained to himself, "It's not some great method, just a small trick. Once you learn how to use it, there's no barrier to entry."

The dormitory was quiet.

Zhao Dele and the others have not returned yet.

Now that the martial artist has mastered the subsequent training methods and the means of concealing information.

Then, Wu Sheng took out a cloth bag from the drawer by the bedside, opened it, and revealed the bone jade inside.

It feels cool to the touch, with a texture somewhere between bone and jade, a smooth feel, and is much lighter than ordinary stones.

The surface is engraved with fine patterns, the lines winding and spiraling like the veins of some living creature, or like deliberately created runes.

Wu Sheng turned the bone jade over and examined it carefully.

Compared to the broken and strange bone fragments on the black market stalls, this bone jade was extremely well preserved, without any damage, and the patterns were clearly discernible.

"Uncle Zhao initially said that his son had found it while exploring outside the city and secretly kept it, and that it might be a good thing, so he told me to keep it with me."

But now it seems that this thing should indeed be the so-called alien bone.

And it's complete.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Sheng stopped worrying about its origins and instead tried to use the energy within his body to slowly come into contact with the bone jade.

The moment his breath touched the surface of the bone jade, a very subtle tremor ran through his fingertips.

It wasn't a physical vibration, but some kind of deeper sensation—as if the patterns on the bone jade had come to life and were conveying something to him.

There are no words.

No sound.

There is no video.

But Wu Sheng just "understands".

It's a wonderful feeling, like staring at a painting for a long time and suddenly understanding what the artist wanted to express.

No language is needed as a medium; the meaning is directly instilled into the mind.

The secret technique recorded in the bone jade is a secret method.

Wu Sheng concentrated, trying to gather more information.

Fragmented pieces of information came in intermittently—about the use of breath, about the way to condense power, and some things he couldn't understand for the time being, as blurry as reading words through a layer of fog.

Unlike simple tricks for concealing one's presence, this secret technique contains a vast amount of information and is much more profound.

Wu Sheng tried several times, but each time he could only capture a small part of it. Moreover, the deeper he tried to sense it, the more his head throbbed with pain, as if the process was too exhausting.

After about half an incense stick's time, Wu Sheng withdrew his breath and opened his eyes.

My temples are throbbing, and my head feels a little stuffy.

"It seems I won't be able to comprehend it in a short time; I can't rush it."

He rewrapped the bone jade and put it back in the hidden compartment.

This requires time to gradually understand; it cannot be mastered overnight.

But at least one thing is certain—the strange bone that Uncle Zhao gave him is no ordinary object.

Complete alien bones are almost impossible to find on the black market.

This is enough to prove the scarcity of this thing.

The piece he has is probably worth far more than he imagined.

Where did Zhao Bo get his son from?

So Wu Sheng suppressed his doubts, got up and stretched his limbs, then sat cross-legged back on the bed and began to repeatedly practice the technique of concealing his aura.

He planned to use the remaining time to completely solidify his state of breath control, ensuring that he would be flawless on the training field tomorrow.

......

As evening approached, the dormitory door was pushed open.

Zhao Dele walked at the front and immediately saw Wu Sheng sitting on the bed.

"Wu Sheng, you're back?" Zhao Dele quickly came over and greeted him. "How are you? Is everyone at home alright?"

Mr. Wu nodded: "That's fine."

Zhang Lin and Tu Nan followed him in. Zhang Lin, with a mild temperament, greeted them with a smile: "Wu Sheng, how is your sister?"

"fine."

Soguli was the last to come in. He sat down on his bed and casually said, "While you were gone, that bastard Xu Fei came to loiter around us again yesterday morning, asking all sorts of questions. I scolded him and sent him packing."

I'm currently reading Chapter 120 of the novel "Life Evolution, Talent Enhancement" on Cola Novel, completely absorbed in it.