Gao Wu: I became a saint through daily settlements

At first, Lin Yue was not used to this way of punching, because it was completely the opposite of the method he had practiced before.

"Fist fighting is all about speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness..."

But Lin Yue's current understanding is slow, relaxed, and gentle.

"Like a polar bear fishing, imagine yourself standing on an ice floe; if you exert too much force, the ice floe will break..."

However, the effect of the epiphany soon ended, and before Lin Yue could savor it, a feeling of fatigue instantly washed over him.

It felt as if my limbs and bones had been crushed by a giant rock.

"It seems I can't train for the next couple of days." The pain in his limbs reminded him that his body had reached its limit.

"My current physical strength is actually not keeping up with the strength of the cultivation technique," Lin Yue muttered to himself, then took out a drop of Moon Dew and swallowed it.

"I feel much better."

Lin Yue then wrote down his feelings from the day so that he could enter the state more quickly when he had another epiphany next time.

......

For the next few days, Lin Yue rested at home, focusing on nourishing his spirit and replenishing his energy.

During this time, his good friends Chen Fang and Gu Yutang also came to visit him.

"I didn't expect Gu Yutang to care about me so much."

Upon hearing that Lin Yue was injured, Gu Yutang and Gu Feng rushed to Lin Yue's house immediately to check on his injuries.

After examining Lin Yue's injuries, Gu Feng gifted him several bottles of intermediate-grade medicinal liquid, saying it would greatly aid in recovery. Lin Yue initially wanted to refuse, but Gu Yutang insisted on giving it to him, so Lin Yue had no choice but to accept it.

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"The school is really boring without this exam king." Chen Fang leaned back in his chair, chewing gum, looking up at the sky, not even paying attention to the lecture.

Lin Yue's injury was neither a major nor a minor matter.

That night, during a moment of enlightenment, he forcibly integrated the energy of the "Bear Sutra" into the "Sixteen Forms of Rock," and the power was indeed astonishing, but the burden on his body far exceeded his expectations.

There was a slight tear in the muscles around the scapula, and some inflammation in the intervertebral disc between the third and fourth lumbar vertebrae.

The system's warning is not an exaggeration.

So for the next few days, Lin Yue could only stay at home and rest.

This is the first time in three years that he has not entered the practice room for more than two consecutive days.

On the first day, he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

His biological clock woke him up precisely at 5:30, and his body instinctively wanted to get up, get dressed, and go to school, but as soon as he moved, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder.

"hiss--"

He gasped and obediently lay back down.

Lying in bed, he stared at the ceiling, his mind filled with thoughts of cultivation.

The power transmission efficiency of the "Sixteen Forms of Rock" still needs to be consolidated after mastery; the coordination between the second form of "Bird's Strike" and the dantian breath is only at the beginning stage; and the "Bear Breath" of "Bear Sutra" needs to be nurtured in the dantian every day...

These things can't be learned by just thinking about them; you have to practice them.

But his body wouldn't allow it, so Lin Yue took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Since we can't move, let's do what we can.

He turned his head and looked at the notebook his father had left behind on the bedside table.

The notebook is small, and the paper inside is yellowed and brittle. You have to be very careful when flipping through it, or the edges will crumble.

Lin Yue carefully picked up the notebook and turned to the first page.

"The path of martial arts begins with a single step. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."

This was the first sentence my father wrote.

Lin Yue had read it countless times, but every time he opened it, he would start reading it from the beginning.

He had just re-understood this passage in a moment of epiphany a couple of days ago.

Looking at it again now, I have new insights.

Lin Yue continued scrolling down.

"Brother Zhang taught me a breathing method called 'Turtle Breathing.' This method emphasizes deep, slow, and even breathing, using the breath to nourish the Qi, and using the Qi to nourish the fascia. After practicing for three months, I feel that my body's flexibility has improved a lot, and my progress in the Sixteen Rock Postures has also been much faster."

Lin Yue's finger stopped on the two characters "turtle breathing".

The breathing of a tortoise is remarkably similar to that of a bear.

One imitates a tortoise, the other a bear. One is deep and gentle, the other is profound and dense.

Although the paths are different, the core concept is almost the same: nourishing the body with breathing and warming the body with temperature.

My father learned the Turtle Breathing Method from Brother Zhang, and then used it to nourish his fascia and assist in the practice of the Sixteen Rock Postures.

He obtained the Bear Sutra from the system and did the exact same thing.

Lin Yue suddenly had a strange feeling that he and his father, separated by life and death, were walking on the same path.

When you flip to the middle of the notebook, the handwriting becomes messy, with ink smudges in some places, as if it was written in a hurry.

"The missions are becoming more frequent. The abnormal energy fluctuations in the suburbs are expanding, which the higher-ups say might be a sign of the Abyss Rift. If that's true, it won't just be a problem for Jiangcheng; the entire Central China region will be affected."

He continued flipping through the pages, but the content became fragmented, with many sentences only half-finished and some pages even torn out, leaving only a small strip of paper near the binding edge.

"We went to that place again today. This time I brought a detector, and the energy reading was 30% higher than last time. Some people in the team have started experiencing headaches and insomnia, but we're not allowed to stop. They say we have to figure it out before the critical value is reached..."

"Old Zhang has gone mad. He suddenly attacked his teammates, shouting some unintelligible words."

We were forced to subdue him, but his life force level dropped from 15.0 to 8.0 within a day. His superiors took him away, saying it was for "rehabilitation treatment."

"I might have been affected too. I keep having the same dream lately, where there's a white mist and something is watching me from inside the mist."

"I can't wake up, it's like I'm being suffocated. Gu Feng always shakes me awake, he says I'm screaming in my dreams."

"I went for a test today. The doctor said my life energy level rose from 18.0 to 21.0 in three days."

"It's too fast, it's not normal. But apart from that dream, I don't have any other discomfort. The authorities say this is 'adaptive evolution,' which is a good thing. But I don't believe it."

The notebook ends here, with five pages torn out, leaving only jagged scraps of paper.

On the other side, in the principal's office.

"Li Yuan, I've seen your student. He's promising, but his life energy level is too low. I can give him a stipend, but it'll be difficult for him to get a scholarship," Principal Cai Yue said calmly.

Cai Yue is over 60 years old, but he is still in good spirits. In this world, those who hold high positions are often people who have been immersed in martial arts for many years, and Cai Yue is no exception.

"There are only ten scholarships in total. Even the elite class can't compete for them all, so how could they be given to students in the regular class? Besides, this Lin Yue hasn't even awakened his martial arts talent yet."

"Can't you even approve a third-class scholarship?" Li Yuan asked.

Cai Yue was a bit of a headache. Although he had a lot of power, this wasn't the way to use it.

Is it really worth nurturing a student from an ordinary class who hasn't even awakened his martial arts talent?

Martial arts talent is divided into many categories. Some can be measured, while some hidden talents cannot be measured. However, such hidden talents are extremely rare, one in ten thousand.

In the past hundred years or so, the world of high martial arts has already discovered all kinds of talents, big and small. Fifty years ago, Cai Yue might have believed that some people had hidden talents.

But now? If the machine tests and finds no martial arts talent, then there's no talent, and there's nothing to argue about.

"Even if I agree, the people in the city won't agree. It's not that I don't want to give it, but you have to do things according to the rules, Li Yuan."

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"However, there is still a way to get a scholarship."

"Whether he can get it or not depends on his abilities."