Martial Saint: Starting with Accumulating Experience

"What are you yelling about! Are we still practicing or not?!"

Zhao Shanyue sternly rebuked the group of whispering students.

"You lot! Aren't you working harder? If you haven't developed your internal energy and learned real skills in six months, don't blame me for kicking you out!"

The trainees trembled, fell silent, and went back to continue lifting the weights.

Zhao Shanyue turned to look at Chen Feng and said, "You should feel the warm current within your body by now, right?"

Chen Feng nodded.

"Come on, pick a suitable one."

Under Zhao Shanyue's guidance, Chen Feng selected a stone lock of suitable weight.

"Martial arts training is all about the word 'training.' From now on, you will train your strength here every day, using this stone weight to do bicep curls and squats. At the same time, coordinate with breathing techniques to let the warm current wash over your muscles."

"Once you've developed your internal energy and blood circulation, you can learn our martial arts school's signature move."

How can I tell if I have enough Qi and blood?

"It's very simple. You'll feel a slight increase in power within your body. It'll be quite obvious, and you'll know it when the time comes."

"Yes."

"Oh, and I should remind you that martial arts training is harmful to your health. Eat more meat in your daily life, so that you don't end up with a lot of injuries instead of mastering the skills."

"Understood."

Chen Feng didn't hesitate and immediately started practicing with the others for a whole day.

I was drenched in sweat and my back ached.

However, what's amazing is that as long as you practice the breathing exercises, these aches and pains will quickly disappear, and you can clearly feel your strength slowly increasing!

Even more delightful was the sound that kept ringing in my ears—

[You have completed training... Experience +100]

In the following days, Chen Feng would arrive at the martial arts school early every day to train his strength, hoping to develop his qi and blood as soon as possible, so as to take another step forward and become a martial artist.

After finding time to perfect his [Breathing Technique], Chen Feng felt his lungs and heart become stronger, and his heart in his chest roared like an engine, burning a large amount of energy with each breath.

At the same time, he felt that he had inexhaustible strength. The fatigue and soreness in his muscles when he practiced strength training could be quickly relieved, and eventually transformed into his ever-growing foundation.

……

Time flies.

Chen Feng returned home from the martial arts gym as usual, but unexpectedly, a familiar person appeared at his doorstep. This person had a pointed face and a wicked grin. Upon seeing Chen Feng, the person greeted him from a distance.

"Ah Feng! Let's go for a drink!"

This man, named Sun Qiang, was the original owner's friend... a crony. He often invited the original owner out for drinks, and whenever it came time to pay the bill, he would pretend to be completely drunk and make the original owner pay.

What's suspicious is that the original owner was drinking with this person on the day he was knocked unconscious. Chen Feng suspects that he was the one who did it.

"No, after we drank together last time, I was robbed on the street and got hit on the head with a stick. It took me more than half a month to recover."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he began to observe secretly.

Sun Qiang was shocked upon hearing this.

"Oh no! Who's so wicked?!"

"Don't look at me! I was completely drunk at the time. I left the bar and separated from you. I don't remember anything."

There were no flaws. Chen Feng pondered; if it really was him, then his acting was simply too good. Even so, he didn't want to get too involved with this person; it was better to cut ties as soon as possible.

"I just paid my tribute to the Black Tiger Gang, and my pockets are empty."

Chen Feng spread his hands, indicating that he didn't even have money to buy alcohol.

"How can you go to a martial arts school to learn martial arts if you don't have money?" Sun Qiang asked suspiciously.

"..."

"Haha, well, I meant it's my treat! My treat!"

You have been deceived... Experience +100

Chen Feng: "..."

Sun Qiang clearly knew that he had money to learn martial arts and came here specifically to try and get a free drink.

"I really won't go, I've already quit."

"Really not going?"

"I'm really not going."

"Alright, I was planning to talk to you about Lin Jingshu, but it seems you're busy." Sun Qiang clicked his tongue in regret and turned to leave.

Chen Feng was stunned upon hearing this, and an unnamed anger welled up from the bottom of his heart.

Why did the original owner's parents die? Why did the original owner end up alone and destitute, living in a slum and falling to the lowest rung of society? It was all because of one person...

They were childhood sweethearts, inseparable since they were little. However, after their engagement, he turned to another man, and the two conspired to kill the original owner's parents. The original owner was devastated and drowned her sorrows in alcohol every day…

When Sun Qiang brought it up, the original owner's memories flashed through Chen Feng's mind like a movie, his heart pounded, and a strong sense of resentment and suffocation washed over him like a tidal wave.

Your mindset has changed... Experience +100

"etc!"

Chen Feng called out to Sun Qiang.

……

As dusk settled over the streets, the evening breeze stirred the wine flags. A waiter stood at the door, warmly welcoming guests.

Inside the restaurant, a table was laden with dishes, both vegetarian and meat-based, in generous portions, accompanied by a pot of sake. Sun Qiang was stuffing food into his mouth while pouring himself a glass of sake.

"We're all buddies, come on, let's have a toast to celebrate you joining the martial arts school!"

Ignoring whether Chen Feng responded, Sun Qiang raised his glass and poured it into his mouth.

What do you think of Lin Jingshu?

Chen Feng asked in a deep voice.

"Don't rush, eat, eat first."

Chen Feng's gaze gradually turned cold, and Sun Qiang, who was also good at reading the room, immediately said, "It's her brother, Lin Yan, do you remember him?"

Chen Feng certainly remembered; it was Lin Yan who introduced the man. They treated the original owner like a nobody on the street.

Lin Jingshu, Lin Yan, and Li Shuxian, the culprit who killed the original owner's parents.

The thought of these three men filled Chen Feng with rage, yet his soul remained remarkably calm, suppressing his agitation and maintaining a blank expression.

Chen Feng knew that the original owner's memories had too great an impact, and in order to make his thoughts clear, he had to make some kind of response.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He wasn't good at studying, so the Lin family sent him to learn martial arts. It just so happens that he's at the Longxing Martial Arts Academy. Isn't that a coincidence?"

Chen Feng frowned.

"How come I've never seen him before?"

Sun Qiang added, "The tuition he paid was definitely not the same as yours. Besides, I also heard that he has excellent physique and is a natural talent for martial arts."

"I advise you to give up martial arts as soon as possible and leave the Dragon Martial Arts School to avoid being targeted by others."

Chen Feng seemed to be deep in thought.

"Alright, that's all I know. Enough said, let's drink!"

Sun Qiang raised his glass, downed it in one gulp, and let out a satisfied shout.

Chen Feng remained silent, simply eating his meat and listening to Sun Qiang's various boasts.

After a few rounds of drinks, Sun Qiang also became a little drunk.

He started commenting on Chen Feng while hiccuping from drinking.

"Hey Feng, you're so stubborn. Let bygones be bygones. Living a good life is the only right thing to do."

Sun Qiang took another sip of wine, his chopsticks fiddling with the food on the plate.

"Learning martial arts... hiccup... why waste that money? You're not cut out for it anyway. You might as well give the money to me. I have a good eye for talent. With a little help, I can double the amount..."

"Look at me... I'm already a proper government official, I don't have to worry about food or drink, and my future is bright. Why don't you learn from me and do your job honestly?"

The wine was gone and the food was cold, but Sun Qiang was still very talkative. He reeked of alcohol and seemed determined to keep Chen Feng company for a long talk all night long.

Chen Feng put down his chopsticks and said slowly, "We've eaten enough. You said you'd treat me to a meal before we came, so thank you."

Upon hearing this, Sun Qiang narrowed his eyes, pretended to be drunk, and slumped onto the table with a thud, as if he were completely unconscious.

[You've witnessed a drunk person skip out on their bill... Experience +100]

Chen Feng: "..."