He achieved the pinnacle of martial arts starting with breaking through the limits of Tiger Fist.

Inside the courtyard, the snow was gradually melting, but the weather was getting colder.

"Those who have memorized it, go and practice it on your own. Those who haven't memorized it, stand here and watch until you understand it."

Today is the 20th day of the first lunar month, and a large number of new students have flocked to the martial arts school.

The world is becoming increasingly chaotic. The southern rebels have spread like wildfire, causing fires everywhere, and the Jin army is exhausted from fighting them.

Even ordinary families understood that chaos was imminent, and they sent their children to learn martial arts, hoping to gain a little strength to protect themselves.

Recently, Tiger Martial Arts Academy has been receiving visitors every day seeking to become its students. The number of students in its outer academy has already exceeded one hundred and is still on the rise.

Due to the large number of students, Jiang Lin's teaching methods became direct and harsh.

That is to keep watching. If you don't understand, just keep watching. It just so happens that he is about to break through and needs to practice standing meditation all day long.

Jiang Lin ignored the crowd watching and simply repeated the process of walking on the stakes over and over again.

[Martial Arts] Tiger Soul Stance (Mastery 1987/2000)

Jiang Lin was shirtless, his body steaming, his body getting hotter and hotter, and his skin gradually turning red.

[Cooking Degree +6]

[Proficiency +6]

[Proficiency +6]

Suddenly a rumble of thunder sounded, and some disciples couldn't help but look up at the sky, only to find it clear and blue.

When everyone looked in the direction of the sound, they saw that Senior Brother Jiang was surrounded by water vapor, and the air was distorted by the heat.

The rumbling, muffled sound came from Jiang Shixiong's body, like someone beating a drum, making the hearts of the hundreds of disciples in the courtyard tighten.

Upon seeing this unusual phenomenon, Lin Zheng quickly stepped forward and separated the onlookers to prevent anyone from interfering with Jiang Lin's breakthrough.

Jiang Lin was at the final stage of the "Fixed Body Stance" when he felt a powerful surge of energy erupt within his body.

This surge of energy was extremely violent; instead of nourishing the body as it had in the past, it rushed and surged wildly through the skin and flesh.

As the blood and qi circulate, they stimulate the blood and qi already present in the skin and flesh, strengthening them wherever they go.

Jiang Lin, as everyone saw him, remained frozen in the final pose of the "Fixed Body Stance," motionless. Then, the "thunder" intensified, and Jiang Lin's muscles gradually sank in, his face visibly becoming withered, like a dried corpse.

"This is, this is..."

No one had ever seen such a scene before, and they were all shocked, with some even exclaiming in surprise.

"Keep quiet."

Lin Zheng gave a low shout, silencing the crowd's panic.

Jiang Lin could no longer hear any sounds around him. He only felt his internal energy growing stronger and stronger, eventually transforming into a blood dragon that surged up his spine and head, its power overwhelming and unstoppable.

"boom."

The blood and qi exploded at the top of the head, then split into hundreds of streams that rushed down.

In an instant, he felt as if all the pores on his body opened at once, as if he had been holding his breath for a long time and suddenly began to breathe, bringing an unparalleled sense of relief.

"The Milky Way flows backward, and qi and blood surge like thunder."

"It's done."

At this moment, Jiang Lin's body was full of energy again, and his muscles were more defined and stronger, with lines as sharp as if carved by a knife and axe, revealing explosive power at a glance.

Jiang Lin opened his eyes, a sharp glint in them.

Congratulations on your breakthrough.

Lin Zheng's eyes held a complex mix of emotions, a mixture of joy for Jiang Lin and heartache for himself.

They all possessed superior physical constitutions and had grasped the true meaning of stance training, yet he himself was stuck at the third level, unable to break through for a long time.

Meanwhile, his close friend had already reached the martial arts realm, even faster than Senior Sister Long back then, which made him extremely anxious.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Jiang, on reaching the realm of a martial artist."

With Lin Zheng taking the lead, the remaining apprentices from the outer academy finally understood the significance of what was happening before them and offered their congratulations in unison.

Amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, Jiang Lin responded to each of them and then sent them on to continue practicing their skills.

Seeing the disappointment in Lin Zheng's eyes, Jiang Lin comforted him, "Don't worry, you've accumulated enough experience, and a breakthrough is just around the corner."

Lin Zheng nodded, his fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes, and with a flick of his head, he returned to his familiar corner to practice his stances.

Jiang Lin was speechless, and once suspected that this guy had some masochistic tendencies and needed to be stimulated to break through.

Now that I have made a breakthrough, I must pay my respects to my master and report this.

Jiang Lin walked through the courtyard without disturbing his fellow disciples and went straight to his master's residence.

He was only familiar with Senior Brother Zhou in the inner courtyard; he had no connection with the others. If he spoke up rashly, they might think he was showing off.

Li Zhenguan was drinking tea when he saw Jiang Lin enter and immediately recognized that Jiang Lin had broken through his cultivation level.

"Not bad, it's faster than I expected."

Li Zhenguan calmly pulled out a bottle of pills. "Once you enter the Martial Artist realm, ordinary pills are no longer very effective. Since you are my true disciple, you will receive one bottle of this 'Primordial Essence Pill' every month from now on."

"This... Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Jiang Lin stepped forward, accepted the pill, and thanked him sincerely.

This expression of gratitude is absolutely sincere, because Jiang Lin knew even before he broke through his cultivation level that the pills needed to reach a certain realm cannot be bought with money alone.

This involves the issue of market share. After becoming a martial artist, one's body is no longer that of an ordinary person, and ordinary medicines are unlikely to be of much help.

Only rare flowers, exotic herbs, and exotic birds and animals can be effective; ordinary medicinal materials can only be used as auxiliary medicines.

Because production is limited while demand is high, over time, this has led to a situation where there is market demand but no price.

If you are an ordinary martial artist, without connections or resources, even if you have money, it will be difficult to buy suitable pills. You can only rely on hard work and perseverance to slowly advance.

Given Jiang Lin's tendency to take medicine, he definitely needs pills to grow quickly, ideally every day, which would be difficult.

Now that his master, Li Zhenguan, has taken action, he has solved one-third of the problem. How could he not be overjoyed?

Despite his usual cold demeanor and money-grubbing attitude, Li Zhenguan is simply someone who doesn't see the need for such behavior.

But once someone catches his eye, he acts decisively and without hesitation. His fifty years of experience in the world have certainly not been in vain.

"You must not speak of the matter of elixirs. You should understand the principle that people are not worried about scarcity but about inequality."

"Yes, Master." Jiang Lin assured him confidently, he understood what his master meant.

He's not the only true disciple at the Tiger Legion Boxing Gym; if he takes more, others take less.

It's not about the money; it's about the fact that there's only so much of this medicine each month, and the martial arts school has a quota. That's because Master Li Zhenguan is entitled to a share of the pie.

Ordinary people have to spend money to buy it. Don't the upper class have money? Don't they want to buy it?

So the only option is to change things, change them by doing things, by exchanging resources, or even by risking one's life.

Jiang Lin took his leave from his master and passed through the inner courtyard again without attracting anyone's attention.

He's now in charge of the outer courtyard and often goes to his master's place; everyone's used to it.

Back in the front courtyard, Jiang Lin found a quiet corner where no one would be looking and opened the medicine bottle his master had given him.

He only realized he had miscalculated after he opened it.

The bottle was the same size as the previous bottles, but it only contained three fruits, one of which was three centimeters larger than a longan.

"Nobody told me that after this upgrade, a bottle can only hold three!"