Chinese Martial Arts: My Super Beast Clone

After finishing their meal, most of the disciples found a quiet corner, eagerly swallowed their pills, and began practicing standing meditation. The entire training ground was so quiet that only heavy breathing could be heard.

Lin Hai was not in a hurry.

He walked to his usual corner, first stretching his limbs, then slowly adjusting his breathing to calm his mind.

Then, he uncorked the bottle, poured out a dark red pill, and swallowed it.

The pill melted in my mouth, sliding down my throat with a warm sensation.

Lin Hai found a corner, spread his feet apart, lowered his body, and assumed the stance of the first move, the tiger-pouncing stance.

Slightly bend your knees, extend your arms forward, and spread your fingers naturally.

He closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.

The heat in my abdomen is getting stronger.

The warm current seemed to come alive, coursing through my body, from my stomach to my chest, from my chest to my shoulders, and down my arms.

Lin Hai could clearly feel that where the heat flow passed, his muscles felt like they were being torn apart by something, causing soreness, swelling, and numbness.

He gritted his teeth and kept the pile frame still.

Sweat dripped down his cheeks, wetting the bluestone slabs under his feet.

Time passed by, second by second.

ten minutes.

Lin Hai's legs began to tremble.

twenty minutes.

His breathing became rapid, and it felt as if a stone was pressing on his chest.

Thirty minutes.

My legs felt as heavy as lead, and my knees ached terribly.

But the heat continued to flow.

It flows back from the limbs, gathers in the waist and abdomen, and then disperses again, repeating this cycle.

Lin Hai recalled what Chen Wu had said.

The force travels upwards from the soles of the feet, like a warm current flowing through the legs and waist, reaching the hands.

He took a deep breath, trying to capture that feeling.

The soles of the feet.

He focused his attention on his feet, feeling every inch of his skin as it touched the ground.

Grip the ground with all five toes, and let your heels hang slightly off the ground.

Then, he tried to lower his center of gravity, imagining a force rising from the soles of his feet.

There was nothing there.

Only the soreness and trembling in my leg muscles.

wrong.

Lin Hai opened his eyes, then closed them again.

He cleared his mind of all thoughts, simply maintaining the stance and feeling the flow of heat within his body.

Gradually, the surrounding sounds began to become blurred.

The panting of the other disciples, the rustling of leaves in the wind, and the occasional cries of vendors from the distant streets all disappeared.

The world quieted down.

All that remained was the sound of his own heartbeat and the sensation of the warm current surging within him.

The heat flow originates in the abdomen, travels up the spine, reaches the shoulders, then splits into two streams, flowing down the arms.

Lin Hai suddenly felt that something flashed by at a certain moment during the flow of heat.

It was a very strange feeling.

It was a deeper kind of power, like a force surging from within the body.

That force was very weak and fleeting.

But Lin Hai was certain that he had captured it.

He tried to grasp that feeling and refocus his attention.

But the more you try to find it, the more blurred that feeling becomes.

That fleeting realization vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Lin Hai was stunned for a moment, and then a strong sense of annoyance welled up in his heart.

He quickly composed himself and tried to sense and search again.

But it's gone.

The blood and qi were still flowing in the body, and the body was still being nourished, but the door that had just been pushed open a crack slammed shut again.

Lin Hai was not discouraged.

He knew that once he experienced this feeling, he would experience it again.

He steadied himself, maintained the stance, and silently waited for the effects of the medicine to completely dissipate.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he felt the heat in his body completely subside, he slowly finished his exercise and straightened up.

"call……"

He exhaled a long breath of stale air.

He looked as if he had been pulled out of the water; he was soaking wet, and his clothes clung tightly to his body.

He felt a wave of exhaustion, but his spirits were unusually high.

He took off his soaking wet shirt, wrung it out, and could squeeze out a bowl of water.

Just then, a clear voice came from the moon gate in the inner courtyard.

"what?"

Lin Hai paused, then turned to look.

There stood a young girl at the door, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a light blue fitted short jacket and long skirt, with two black braids, fair skin, and beautiful features.

She was staring at him with wide, curious eyes, not blinking.

Lin Hai was shirtless, his muscles clearly defined in the sunlight, and beads of sweat still clung to his body. Being stared at so intently by the girl, his face flushed instantly, a feeling of inexplicable embarrassment washing over him.

He hurriedly grabbed the jacket and frantically put it on.

Seeing his flustered and anxious appearance, the girl burst out laughing.

Her laughter was as clear and crisp as a wind chime.

"You don't need to be so nervous, I'm not going to eat you." The girl tilted her head, looking him over with interest. "Are you new here? I've never seen you before."

Lin Hai felt a little more at ease after getting dressed. He nodded and responded in a muffled voice, "Mm."

"You practice very hard." The girl's gaze swept over him, finally landing on the wet ground beneath his feet, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She seemed to want to say something more, but a woman's voice came from the inner courtyard: "Ling'er, come in quickly, don't wander around outside."

"Okay, Mother!" the girl replied, then winked playfully at Lin Hai before turning around and fluttering into the inner courtyard like a nimble butterfly.

Lin Hai only slowly withdrew his gaze after the girl's figure disappeared behind the moon gate.

Nearby, Ma Liu had somehow come over and was looking longingly toward the inner courtyard.

"Who is that?" Lin Hai asked.

"Who? That's Lu Ling'er, the youngest daughter of our Fuhu Martial Arts School's headmaster!" Ma Liu nudged Lin Hai with his elbow, winking and whispering, "Miss Lu just spoke to you? She even smiled at you? Good-looking people get different treatment!"

Lin Hai didn't reply.

He wasn't thinking about any of those random things; his mind was still immersed in the cultivation he had just undergone and the changes in his body.

He walked aside, avoiding Ma Liu's nagging, and a thought struck him.

The panel quietly unfolded before my eyes.

[Character: Lin Hai]

Physical Strength: 1.6

【Spirit: 4.2】

Strength: 198 jin (approximately 84,000 catties)

[Soul Avatar: Skink]

Looking at the numbers on the panel, Lin Hai was pleasantly surprised.

Physical strength increased by 0.3!

My strength has increased by 13 pounds!

Just one hour of standing meditation, combined with a Tiger Power Pill, produced such amazing results!

In the afternoon, he did not continue practicing.

Chen Wu once said that martial arts training requires a balance of intensity and relaxation; excessive and reckless practice can be counterproductive and easily damage one's foundation. In particular, after taking Tiger Power Pills, the body needs time to absorb and adapt to this surge in power.

He said goodbye to Chen Wu and left the martial arts school ahead of time.

As the sun sets, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreases.

Lin Hai didn't go home, but instead turned into another quiet alley. This was the old town area of ​​the outer city, with dilapidated houses, narrow roads, and sewage all over the ground.

He walked to a secluded corner deep in the alley and stopped.

A dozen seconds later, a faint sound came from the dark sewer entrance at his feet.

Immediately afterwards, a small head peeked out from the gap in the sewer grate.

It is a skink.

Its little eyes darted around nimbly, and after confirming that it was safe around it, it nimbly squeezed out from the gap, silently crawled to Lin Hai's feet, and climbed up his trouser leg into his pocket.

This place is far less prosperous than the concession. This time, Shilongzi only found two silver dollars in the sewers.