He transformed from a fierce tiger pillar into a martial saint.

Tiger Roar Martial Arts School.

Cough! Cough!

Chu Yang was sweating profusely, and every punch he threw landed heavily on the punching post.

If Chen Fengxiao, Chen Feng, and the others were here, they would surely be horrified.

Because, at this moment, Chu Yang was actually able to execute the first move of the Tiger Roar Fist completely.

Moreover, with skillful and appropriate use of force, one can concentrate the maximum power of the body to strike out in the final stage of defending against the enemy, thus producing the greatest destructive effect.

Many disciples practice for half a year or even a year, and yet they only achieve this result.

call!

Chu Yang let out a long breath and stopped cultivating.

tired.

But it's refreshing.

He sat down directly on the ground, and a golden light flashed before his eyes, which was exactly what the [Illustrated Compendium of Celestial Evolution] indicated:

【Tiger Stance (Beginner - Tendon Tempering 53/300)】

Tiger Roar Fist (Beginner 10/500)

A smile appeared on Chu Yang's face.

We started practicing at noon, and now it has been exactly one hour.

The harvest in one hour was still very substantial.

He only briefly practiced the Fierce Tiger Stance before devoting himself entirely to practicing the Tiger Roar Fist.

After all, simply practicing the Fierce Tiger Stance is like having a lot of internal strength but not knowing how to maximize its potential.

The Tiger Roar Fist teaches martial artists how to use internal energy to kill enemies.

"The effects of this spirit fish meat are indeed remarkable. With my current mid-stage Ming Jin cultivation, after practicing the Tiger Roar Fist for so long, I can still feel my blood and qi are quite abundant."

"This way, it will actually make it easier for me to increase my cultivation time. Once I can collect the medicinal soup tomorrow, the effects should be even better with its assistance..."

As for Chu Yang, as long as he practices diligently and without ceasing, he will make progress, and his efforts will surely lead to success.

Therefore, with sufficient supplies, he can make better use of his time to cultivate.

"Huh? Who's there! Come out!"

Chu Yang suddenly noticed that there was a faint movement behind the stone pillar in the distance.

During the sweltering summer, the other disciples would choose to practice during the cooler midday hours, starting their practice around 3 PM.

At this point, no disciples will appear at all.

What are you doing, sneaking around behind the stone pillar at this time?

Upon hearing Chu Yang's voice, a figure emerged from behind the stone pillar.

The figure was rather thin and frail, and the clothes he wore had several patches, clearly indicating that he was a child from a poor family.

Chu Yang recognized the person as the boy who had been spying on him in the cafeteria.

"You were watching me in the cafeteria, and now you're hiding there spying on me. Is something the matter?"

The boy's face showed a hint of panic: "Senior Brother Chu Yang, I didn't mean to offend you. I just admire you greatly after seeing you perform so well in the assessment."

"They all say that when you practice standing meditation, you reach a state of perfection... Could you give me some pointers?"

The boy stammered as he spoke, his voice trembling slightly.

After all, the boy has only recently joined the martial arts school, and he has only been practicing the Fierce Tiger Stance for a month.

In his mind, Ming Jin martial artists were high and mighty beings.

Moreover, Chu Yang performed so brilliantly in the disciple assessment.

Chu Yang understood the boy's feelings quite well. After all, he had been through that stage himself.

Chu Yang asked, "What's your name? What's your physical constitution?"

Upon hearing this, the young man's face lit up with excitement: "Senior brother, my name is Guo Molin. I am... an eighth-grade talent. I'm at the bottom of our batch..."

When he spoke the last few sentences, Guo Molin's voice became somewhat low, and his expression showed a hint of inferiority. After all, among their group, only three had eighth-grade root bones, the rest had seventh-grade root bones, and there was even one sixth-grade root bone.

It is worth mentioning that there were a total of three eighth-grade martial artists with strong aptitude. Apart from him, the other two eighth-grade martial artists came from wealthy families in Zhouping County.

As the saying goes, wherever there are people, there is a social hierarchy. Good character and a wealthy family background can complement each other.

Therefore, the other disciples who joined the martial arts school at the same time became quite close.

He was the one who was isolated.

Normally, the group of people would split into three or five groups to practice stance training, verify each other's understanding, or go out for a drink together, but he was all alone.

Guo Molin said somewhat nervously, "Senior Brother Chu Yang, actually I've known you for a long time... Your maternal grandmother's family is from the same place as us. It's in Shitouwa Village, which is on the outskirts of Zhouping County."

Chu Yang was taken aback upon hearing this, and looking at Guo Molin's face, he didn't recognize him much.

Of course, Chu Yang didn't visit his maternal grandmother's house very often. The last time he went was three months ago.

Guo Molin continued, "Senior Brother Chu Yang, you probably don't remember me very well. When we were kids, I used to play mahjong with you."

"By the way, my mother is also from Shitouwa Village, and she grew up with your mother. My mother's name is Lin Jinhua..."

Guo Molin's eager expression of proof was enough to show that he wasn't making it up.

Chu Yang also vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he went to his maternal grandmother's house and played with a child who was one or two years younger than him. This child should be Guo Molin.

Chu Yang said, "Mo Lin, I remember your father was a fisherman, and he once brought back a very big fish for me..."

Upon hearing this, Guo Molin's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded, saying, "That's right! It's him! Senior Brother Chu Yang, you still remember him!"

However, Guo Molin's face turned somber: "But last year, when my father was fishing, he fell into a sudden whirlpool of the Dragon King, and his body was never found..."

Chu Yang was also surprised to find that Guo Molin's father had already passed away.

Guo Molin's family owned no land. His father's income from fishing was already meager, and after his death, their situation would likely become even more difficult.

Guo Molin was able to come here to learn martial arts probably because he borrowed money from many people and was in debt.

Chu Yang said, "Mo Lin, I will try my best to guide you when I have time. But you can't completely rely on others. Do you understand?"

Guo Molin's eyes lit up upon hearing Chu Yang's words: "Thank you, Senior Brother Chu Yang. I understand the principles you've explained. The key to martial arts is relying on oneself. I'll ask you for guidance when I encounter difficulties!"

"If you are busy, I will absolutely not disturb you!"

It's easy to talk to someone who is reasonable like that.

Chu Yang said, "Mo Lin, stand in the Tiger Stance for a moment."

Guo Molin immediately replied, "Yes, Senior Brother Chu Yang!"

Immediately, he ran excitedly to the tiger-shaped stake, jumped onto it, and struck a pose.

At this moment, he was completely oblivious to the blazing sun.

When Guo Molin arrived at the martial arts school, his clothes were obviously worn out, and his physical condition was not good.

Senior Brother Chen Feng didn't stay in the outer courtyard for long. Even when he was there, the other disciples would gather around him, leaving Guo Molin no chance to approach and ask for guidance.

He himself was also somewhat insecure, and dared not rashly ask other Ming Jin senior brothers for advice.

Now that Chu Yang wanted to see him practice the Tiger Stance, it was clear that he wanted to give him some pointers. His excitement was palpable, and he put in his best effort while practicing the Tiger Stance.

A beautiful figure walked by in the distance, a hint of doubt on her face. She watched for a few breaths before leaving.