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

Shaziwan is only about ten miles from Changning County. The three of them were all young men and walked quickly. They arrived at the city gate in less than half an hour.

"You should hurry back, it will get dark soon."

The area outside Changning County is a slum, a mixed bag of people, and even more unsafe after dark, not to mention there's an entrance fee to enter the town.

"Brother Lin, we're parting ways here. I wish you a bright future and great success."

As he spoke, Sanlang clasped his hands in a fist salute, exuding a strong sense of江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world).

Liu Hanzi, clumsy with words, hastily imitated Sanlang by cupping his hands and saying:

Me too.

A surge of heroic spirit welled up within Jiang Lin. He was determined to go forth like a tiger returning to the mountains or a dragon entering the sea, vowing to achieve great things.

"Take care, both brothers."

Jiang Lin also bowed respectfully, displaying a touch of nonchalance. Jiang Lin was already handsome, and his heartfelt words at this moment further accentuated his charisma.

After saying no more, Jiang Lin paid the entrance fee and headed into the city.

"Sanlang, why do I feel like Lin-ge'er is different?"

"Idiot muttered to himself."

Chen Sanlang felt the same way and stared blankly at Jiang Lin's departing figure for a moment.

……

Changning County is divided into an inner city and an outer city. The inner city was naturally the residence of officials and gentry families. It was separated from the outer city by an inner city wall, and ordinary people could not even enter.

The outer city is much more complex, with people from all walks of life. Not to mention the inner city, even the families in the outer city are all well-off and respectable.

In this world where strength reigns supreme, there are naturally many martial arts schools in Changning County, and they are clearly differentiated in terms of their fees, which can be seen from the amount of silver they charge: some charge thirty taels, some twenty taels, and the lowest is ten taels.

Among them, the Tiger Legion Boxing School is particularly famous. In addition to having a large number of disciples, the Tiger Legion Boxing style it teaches is one of the best in the entire Changning County.

But why was the tuition only twenty taels? Jiang Lin had already found out the key to this.

Tiger Warrior Fist is based on stance training. Only after the stance training reaches a certain level will the techniques and fighting methods be taught.

If you pay money at other martial arts schools, even if you fail to pass the final exam, you can at least learn some moves. But if you fail to pass the final exam at Tiger Martial Arts School, you won't learn anything. Of course, this is no challenge for Jiang Lin.

With the panel at his disposal, there are no bottlenecks or limitations. As long as he grinds to the maximum proficiency, he can naturally advance. Since he has limited silver, Tiger Legion Martial Arts School is naturally the best choice if he wants to learn orthodox martial arts.

Having already found out the details, Jiang Lin naturally knew which way to go and which way the door faced.

Following the neat stone-paved road in the county town, and turning at several intersections, Jiang Lin stopped in front of a rather large courtyard with blue bricks.

A large red plaque hangs above the entrance, bearing the words "Tiger Warrior Boxing Hall" in vigorous calligraphy. Combined with the open gate, it exudes an imposing aura.

Jiang Lin took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and stepped up the stairs into the room.

After passing the screen wall behind the gate, a wide-open space opened up before you. In the large courtyard, fifty or sixty people were practicing, and the shouts and cheers rose and fell, creating a unique atmosphere.

"What are you doing?"

Upon seeing a stranger appear, people naturally began to ask questions.

"My name is Jiang Lin, and I have come to become your disciple."

Jiang Lin dared not delay and quickly explained his purpose.

"Senior Brother Zhou, someone wants to become your disciple."

At the man's shout, a burly man in tight-fitting clothes stepped forward, sized him up, and asked, "Do you have enough money?"

"That's enough." Jiang Lin took out a heavy money bag and handed it over.

The burly man didn't take it, but turned around and led the way, "Follow me."

Following the man surnamed Zhou around the main courtyard, then through two corridors, they entered a small courtyard where more than ten people were practicing boxing. The surge of energy and the imposing aura they exuded made Jiang Lin feel pressured; they seemed to be elite disciples of the boxing gym.

"Master, I'm becoming your disciple," Zhou Ping said, stopping in his tracks.

Standing in the courtyard was a tall old man in his fifties. Upon hearing this, he turned around and looked at Jiang Lin with a lazy and composed gaze, like a tiger taking a nap.

This man is Li Zhenguan, the owner of the Tiger Legion Boxing School. In his youth, he relied on his family's boxing skills to build a formidable reputation in Changning County.

Now at fifty-three, with graying temples, his imposing presence seems etched into his very bones, instilling a sense of inexplicable pressure in those who see him.

Li Zhenguan raised his hand to stop everyone in the courtyard, then stepped forward and looked Jiang Lin up and down.

This inexplicable pressure made Jiang Lin feel uneasy, as if he were being stared at by a tiger. He wanted to turn around and run away the next second, but he stopped himself.

If it were a timid person, they would probably embarrass themselves on the spot.

Jiang Lin, however, endured the pricking discomfort in his back, straightened his back as much as possible, met the old man's gaze, clasped his hands and said, "Junior Jiang Lin, from Shaziwan, has come to become his disciple."

Looking at Jiang Lin's performance, Li Zhenguan nodded in approval. Regardless of his physical attributes, just his courage and temperament alone made him a worthy candidate for martial arts training.

How old are you?

"Seventeen."

"He's a bit older, but his joints haven't closed yet, so he can still train."

Li Zhenguan withdrew his gaze, reverting to his usual languid demeanor. "Did you bring all the silver?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin hurriedly took out his money pouch again from his pocket, held it with both hands, and respectfully handed it to Li Zhenguan.

Li Zhenguan took the silver, tossed it in his palm, and casually tossed it to a disciple beside him, saying, "Enter the account."

Then he said to Senior Brother Zhou, who had brought the man in, "Zhou Ping, take him to the outer courtyard to explain the rules. You are in charge of feeling his bones, and then you will guide him into the inner circle."

"Yes, Master."

……

A quiet corner in the outer courtyard.

Zhou Ping's expression turned serious. "Junior Brother Jiang, I will be the one to guide you through the basics from now on. Our outer courtyard is relatively relaxed, but there are still a few rules you need to remember."

"The first rule is to respect your teachers. Your teacher's words are the most important. No matter if they are right or wrong, you must not talk back and can only listen attentively."

"Secondly, the tuition fee is only enough for three months. After three months, you must complete the first stage of the martial arts test to stay and continue your training. Otherwise, you will be packing your bags and leaving."

"Thirdly, since you have not entered the inner courtyard, you can only be considered apprentices. You are not allowed to use the name of the martial arts school. The martial arts school is only responsible for the safety of you within the courtyard. If you cause trouble outside, you are responsible for handling it yourself. The martial arts school will not protect you."

As he spoke, Zhou Ping pointed in a direction where a person was practicing alone, seemingly out of place.

"That man killed someone outside. Although he was forced into it, the martial arts school will not stand up for him. Of course, the martial arts school is a place to teach boxing and make money. As long as you have enough money, you can enter and learn boxing. But remember, the protection of the martial arts school does not extend beyond this compound."

"Understood, Senior Brother Zhou."

Zhou Ping nodded, then changed the subject, "Next, I'll examine your bones. If your aptitude is good enough, the martial arts school will focus on nurturing you. It might hurt a little, so please bear with it."

Zhou Ping stretched out his strong hand and pinched down from his shoulder, arm, waist and hips.

The fingers were quite strong, squeezing painfully, but Jiang Lin gritted his teeth and endured it without uttering a sound.

After a short while, Zhou Ping withdrew his large hand. "Your aptitude is below average, barely enough to train. It will be quite difficult to pass the level in three months."

Then Zhou Ping thought for a moment and said, seemingly to comfort him, "But Junior Brother Jiang, you don't need to be too disappointed. Temperament, comprehension, and diligence are all talents. It's just that your aptitude is the most prominent, which is why I've focused on it."

Jiang Lin had known for a long time that his physical constitution was not good, and with the support of his panel, he was naturally full of confidence.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."

Seeing that he did not show any dejection, Zhou Ping nodded. "Now I will teach you Tiger Soul Stance. The Tiger Warrior Fist emphasizes the foundation, and this stance is the most important. Only by mastering the stance can you unleash the power of the fist technique."

"The first four realms of martial arts are divided into skin training, tendon training, bone refining, and qi training, collectively known as the Four Great Trainings. As long as you master this training, you can break through the skin training realm and become a true martial artist. The Tiger Fist is a killing technique. If you don't master the training, no matter how well you practice your fist techniques, it will ultimately be useless."