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

The next morning, Jiang Lin woke up and prepared to get up, but his arms became sore and numb as soon as he exerted force. He suddenly fell back onto the bed, and a throbbing pain swept through his entire body.

He felt a sense of déjà vu; it was a side effect that people experience after excessive training.

He had felt this way in his past life, but today it was particularly intense, making it difficult for him to even get up.

Jiang Lin gritted his teeth and got up, relying entirely on willpower to finish washing up. His hands were shaking so badly while eating breakfast that he was lucky to have eaten flatbread; if it had been porridge, he probably would have spilled it all.

Throughout the morning's practice, Jiang Lin was constantly accompanied by a tearing, aching muscle, and his calves trembled even when he was practicing standing meditation.

[Martial Arts] Tiger Soul Stance (Beginner 10/500)

As noon approached, Jiang Lin frowned as he looked at the progress on the control panel.

He only gained a little proficiency that morning, and his qi and blood only burst forth once. Even though he forced himself to practice the stance training several more times, he did not experience any more qi and blood, nor did he gain any more proficiency.

"That's right, qi and blood don't appear out of thin air. Yesterday's rapid progress was thanks to that pot of fish and meat, while this morning I only ate two coarse flour pancakes..."

"If this continues, not only will you not improve your stance training, but you will also deplete your body's qi and blood. In the end, not only will your proficiency not increase, but you may even ruin your health."

We still need to supplement our diet with plenty of meat and fish, and it would be best to have some tonics.

Just then, Lin Zheng finished his work and was walking out, so Jiang Lin quickly followed.

Following Lin Zheng's example, he took two coarse wheat cakes from the kitchen and followed him out of the martial arts school.

There are more than a dozen food stalls on the street in front of the martial arts school, corresponding to the seven martial arts schools on the street. It is lunchtime, and the street is crowded with people, all of whom are martial arts school disciples.

Following Lin Zheng to an inconspicuous food stall at the end of the street, a strong, fishy smell greeted us even before we entered.

"Boss, pack two pounds of pork offal."

With Lin Zheng's shout, the boss opened the large pot and filled a rough earthenware basin with it.

To be honest, Jiang Lin used to enjoy eating pork offal in his previous life, but it was always carefully cooked. He had never tried a big pot of plain water stew like this before.

"Boss, give me a pound too." Following Lin Zheng's example, he ordered a bowl for himself as well.

After just one bite, a distinctive fishy and pungent smell of offal filled my nostrils. Apart from a faint salty taste, all that remained was the fishy and gamey smell of the internal organs.

Let alone ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell, Jiang Lin guessed that the boss didn't even wash them properly.

Watching Lin Zheng stuffing large mouthfuls of coarse flatbread into his mouth, Jiang Lin forced himself to bury his head in the rough earthenware bowl, despite feeling uncomfortable.

In the end, the hunger that came from the very core of his being finally overcame his taste buds, and a bowl of fishy and pungent offal actually made him taste a sweet aftertaste.

When we finally settled the bill, it was 20 coins for a pound of pork offal. Normally, if you buy it yourself at a butcher shop, a pound of offal would only cost 7 or 8 coins, but this was already prepared. Considering the labor costs, 20 coins was still reasonable.

This is probably the cheapest meat you can buy right now, so there's really nothing to complain about.

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[Martial Arts] Tiger Soul Stance (Beginner 13/500)

It was getting dark, and the afternoon practice progress was slightly better than the morning, but overall it was still unsatisfactory.

"This won't work; it's still too slow."

Jiang Lin slowly finished his practice, and couldn't help but start thinking. The effect of ordinary meat was still too poor. Thinking of that pot of fish, Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh inwardly, the effect of that was really good!

Fish is out of the question right now; as for whether there are any other options...

With these questions in mind, Jiang Lin went to find his senior brother Zhou Ping.

"Do you have money?" Zhou Ping asked directly upon hearing Jiang Lin's question.

"Probably... a little."

"That makes things easier. The pharmacy in the martial arts school has herbal medicine, half a tael of silver a bowl, which is just the right amount for someone like you who is just starting out."

As he spoke, he pointed to the other people in the courtyard, "Those with good physiques will receive a bowl of herbal soup for free every two days at the martial arts school. But people like you and Lin Zheng will have to pay for it themselves."

As he spoke, Zhou Ping pointed to Lin Zheng, who was practicing silently in the corner, and said, "Martial arts training is all about resources, companions, methods, and location. Martial arts schools are places to make money. They provide resources as long as you pay them, and they don't care where your money comes from or whether it's clean or not."

Jiang Lin's mind raced. He glanced at Lin Zheng as well. Senior Brother Zhou's words were clearly pointed, but he wouldn't be foolish enough to ask. He could only pretend that he didn't understand.

After saying goodbye to his senior brother Zhou, he went straight to the pharmacy and spent half a tael of silver to buy a bowl of herbal soup.

After swallowing the herbal medicine, a fiery sensation spread from my stomach and quickly filled my entire body.

"First move, Tiger Searches the Mountain - Claw Probing Move."

Taking advantage of the effects of the medicine, I immediately started practicing walking meditation. The feeling was completely different. The medicine acted like a lubricant, making my sore muscles and dry joints more active, and blood and energy flowed continuously from my spine.

After finishing the treatment, Jiang Lin felt his pores open up, and he exhaled a breath of white air, feeling thoroughly refreshed.

[Proficiency +1]

[Breakthrough Point]: 0 (Progress 8%)

"Um?"

"This...this, it's even surpassed the progress limit?"

Jiang Lin was overjoyed. This medicinal soup not only replenished his qi and blood, but also increased his breakthrough points.

If there were an unlimited supply, wouldn't I be able to break through very quickly?

Then, thinking about the money he had on him, Jiang Lin felt discouraged.

"We still need to make money!"

Even after time-traveling, I can't escape the fate of making money. In my past life, it was mortgage and car loan; in this life, it's precious meat soup and medicine. It's all destiny.

After dinner, the courtyard became sparsely populated, until finally, when the moon was high in the sky, only two figures remained in the courtyard.

[Martial Arts] Tiger Soul Stance (19/500)

The effects of this bowl of herbal soup were not as intense as those of the pot of fish and meat, but it gave one the feeling that there was still energy left.

Seeing Lin Zheng's body radiating heat, a sign that he had cultivated his qi and blood, it was likely that he had been taking herbal supplements in private.

He waited patiently until Lin Zheng finished practicing the stances before asking any questions.

"Senior Brother Lin, do you know how often it's best to take this herbal soup as a tonic?"

Lin Zheng was speechless. This kid kept coming to talk to him, and he had even been followed by him all day.

"Don't you know I've killed someone?"

"So what if you've killed someone?"

Lin Zheng felt a headache coming on. Pointing to the empty courtyard, he said, "Everyone else avoids me like the plague, but you insist on coming here."

Jiang Lin shrugged. "I only know you, don't I?"

"Senior Brother Zhou also said that your killing was a last resort, and you may not be a bad person. Besides, the connection between people is hard to explain; some people feel close to each other after just one meeting..."

"Stop, stop." Lin Zheng hurriedly waved his hand. He was under tremendous pressure all day, and now he had to deal with this guy. He felt exhausted.

"The advantage of this herbal soup is its consistency. Normally, one bowl every two days is enough. Although the effect will be halved on the second day, it is still sufficient for us, after all, our cultivation is still shallow. Of course, if you have a lot of money, then disregard what I said."