Chaotic World of Martial Arts: I Have a Spirit Pearl of Desire

[Desire 3: Due to practicing martial arts, my feet sweat easily and have a severe odor. I hope to cure this. (Completion will earn 50 Desire Points.)]

"Uh...stinky feet?"

Chen You glanced at Yang Zhenzhen, who had a pretty face.

I really couldn't tell!

Such a beautiful and dashing woman, yet she has the problem of smelly feet!

However, it must be said that this is indeed a persistent problem.

Even in my previous life, with the existence of modern medicine, this stubborn fungal infection was difficult to cure.

So let's not even mention this place.

"However, I do have a way to cure this stubborn disease..." Chen You murmured to himself.

During military training in my previous life, many trainees ran too much, resulting in severe foot odor, and many even experienced peeling and unbearable pain.

After that, the instructor brought in a lot of sand and let it dry in the sun.

Then let everyone step on the sand.

So they walked barefoot in the sand every day, and before long, everyone's fungal infection was cured.

However, since he was about to go on a long trip, he naturally didn't mention it.

A moment later, Chen You followed Yang Zhenzhen out of the city and headed towards the western side of Black Wind Valley.

Because the terrain in that area was steep and treacherous, with jagged rocks and dense forests and tall grass, it was impossible to travel on horseback. The two of them could only rely on their own two feet to travel through the mountain paths.

The mountain wind howled all the way.

Although Yang Zhenzhen was in a hurry to find medicine, she was also mindful of Chen You's physical condition and did not walk very fast.

As she walked, she continued to explain the breathing techniques and basic moves of the "Three Yang Fist".

Chen You knew this was a rare opportunity, so he listened very attentively, constantly analyzing the situation in his mind, and nodded in agreement repeatedly.

Technically, the "Three Yang Fist" is fierce and violent. Without a strong physique and internal energy to support it, forcibly practicing the fist can easily damage one's meridians. Chen You listened while secretly being vigilant, looking for a rhythm to adjust his breathing.

Just then, the rosary beads in my mind started spinning.

Below the line for "[Cultivation]", the text appeared.

[Successfully entered the Three Yang Fist technique!]

[Technique: Three Yang Fist (Beginner)]

"Data entry successful! By consuming Desire Points, I can now cultivate the Three Yang Fist within my consciousness!"

Chen You was extremely excited, feeling as if he had gained more strength.

After crossing several mountain ridges, the menacing outline of Black Wind Valley, resembling the open mouth of a giant beast, soon came into view ahead.

Chen You had never set foot in this place before.

Because he knew very well that this was a notoriously dangerous place.

Those who are not martial artists should not enter lightly!

Not only are there powerful and elusive mythical beasts here, but they could also attack passersby at any moment.

The rugged mountain road alone is an insurmountable barrier.

The cliffs on both sides of the valley are as if carved by a knife and axe, and the path on the ground is full of loose gravel and overgrown thorns. Even experienced hunters would have to expend a lot of effort to walk through it.

Chen You is now just an ordinary person. After repeated forced marches, his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, his lungs were burning with pain, and his physical strength was severely depleted.

But seeing Yang Zhenzhen ahead of him, moving as lightly as a swallow and maintaining her speed, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

"No, at this rate, my legs won't be able to walk for the next two days..."

Chen You looked at the rosary beads; there were still 240 desire points left!

"Fine, I'll practice the Three Yang Fist from now on!!"

Chen You silently recited in his heart, making up his mind.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and actively tried to communicate with the faintly glowing desire bead deep in his mind.

hum! !

With a soft ringing in his mind, his consciousness once again entered the inner world of the rosary.

The scene before me suddenly became clear.

It was still that nameless riverbank he knew so well, the water flowing gurgling, the rocks on the bank reflecting a cool, clear light.

The 240 points of desire were instantly cleared and transformed into 240 days of cultivation time.

"In the martial arts school, if an ordinary disciple cannot master the Three Yang Fist within three months, he will be ruthlessly eliminated."

"And now, I have a full eight months to cultivate..."

Chen You's consciousness hovered in mid-air, whispering to himself.

Although he had plenty of time, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

The training begins.

In the first month, the figure on the riverbank moved awkwardly, and his punches were weak and powerless.

The Three Yang Fist is an extremely Yang and powerful martial art that requires the mobilization of Qi and blood throughout the body.

However, at this stage, Chen You was completely clueless. Every time he threw a punch, his arm went numb, and his blood and qi not only failed to condense, but were instead scattered and chaotic.

A whole month has passed, and apart from being aches and pains all over his body, he has gained almost nothing!

By the third month, the situation finally took a turn for the better.

After countless punches day after day, thousands upon thousands of times, the body's movements became less stiff and more controlled.

When he threw a punch, a faint whooshing sound could be heard, and his breathing and footwork created a subtle rhythm.

However, Chen You's heart leaped into his throat!

Unfortunately, he still hadn't developed internal energy; he hadn't crossed that hurdle and hadn't even begun to grasp the basics!

Before we knew it, it was the fourth month.

Chen You, engrossed in the rosary, had a resolute expression, his entire body soaked in sweat.

On this day, he assumed his usual stance and delivered a simple straight punch.

Just as his fist was extended, his internal energy surged, and the previously scattered and disordered force, guided by his breath, strangely twisted into a single stream!

Snapped!

A crisp explosion rang out in the air.

As the Qi and blood circulate, a warm feeling rises in the chest and abdomen, and this warmth travels up the spine and straight to the knuckles!

"I've succeeded! I've mastered the basics!" Chen You was overjoyed.

After four months of tedious training, he finally broke through the bottleneck and officially brought the Three Yang Fist into the [Entry-level] realm!

The practice did not stop; the figure within the rosary continued its frenzied rehearsals.

The fifth month, the sixth month, the seventh month...

After mastering the basics, it takes time and patience to learn.

As his boxing skills improved, the flesh of his body began to become increasingly firm, and the wind from his punches carried a faint, scorching airflow. Even the pebbles on the riverbank were blown into the river by the force of his punches.

Until the middle of the eighth month.

The figure on the riverbank had eyes like lightning. He suddenly rushed forward, punching out with alternating punches. Three powerful punches exploded together, and the air even generated a scorching heat wave due to the intense friction!

boom!!

He punched a stubborn rock on the riverbank, and the hard stone instantly cracked.

Eight months have passed, and the Three Yang Fist has not only been completely solidified, but has also made further progress, finally reaching the [Minor Success] level!

Chen You's consciousness suddenly returned to his body, and a powerful force and memories of practicing boxing surged into his limbs and bones like a tide. His originally sore and tired body was instantly filled with explosive power.

"It's done!!" Chen You quickly checked his information.

Chen You: 19 years old

[Cultivation Level: Early Stage of First Rank]

[Skill: Fishing Techniques (Minor Mastery)]

[Technique: Three Yang Fist (Minor Mastery)]

"I've become a martial artist!!"

"Um?"

Yang Zhenzhen, who was traveling ahead, keenly noticed that Chen You, who had just been extremely weak, suddenly seemed to be no longer tired.

"Something's wrong with you..."

Yang Zhenzhen looked at Chen You and spoke indifferently.