Song Shuhang knew deep down that Medicine Master was indirectly trying to help him. The people who were trying to obtain his ghost spirit very likely had strength of a Second Stage True Master or above.
"Is this considered a treasure?" Song Shuhang asked.
"How can this be considered a treasure? At most it’s only a smoke bomb with a biochemical attack. I’ve named it... Stinking Pill!" Medicine Master replied in a tone hinting that he was immensely proud of himself.
This name had a style that was similar to ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯.
"..." Song Shuhang raised the Stinking Pill and asked, "Senior, can I change this name?"
"Why change it? If you dislike it, return the pill to me!" Medicine Master said with dissatisfaction.
Song Shuhang hurriedly kept it and replied. "Hahaha, to be honest, after thinking about it more, the name ‘Stinking Pill’ is quite suitable. Also, this is something given by Senior, so I have to accept it regardless. This is called manners, yes, this is a matter of savoir-faire!"
"Also, this set of Body Tempering Liquid is for you. This is considered my token of appreciation, do not reject it." Medicine Master took out a portion of the refined Body Tempering Liquid for experimental purposes while throwing the rest to Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang had a limited time as, after helping Medicine Master refine Body Tempering Liquid everyday, he basically did not have any time left to refine his own portion. Furthermore, he was currently at a crucial juncture of building his foundation, so his requirement for Body Tempering Liquid was huge.
"Thank you, Senior." Song Shuhang did not reject it as he indeed required it. Therefore, there was no need to act hypocritical and reject the liquid.
Just that, he had remembered Medicine Master’s favor at heart.
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There were two classes in the afternoon and it was already 4 PM when the lessons ended.
His three roommates eventually did not skip afternoon lessons.
"Burp." Gao Moumou massaged his stomach in pain, and had felt unwell while burping. The effects of his hangover had yet to disappear. "Finally, lessons had ended. I felt like dying during those three lessons."
His girlfriend Yayi helped him knead his temples while her heart ached for him. At the same time, she used her cute big eyes and ‘fiercely’ stared at Tubo and Shuhang. She had gotten to know from Li Yangde about Gao Moumou’s bad roommates who had ruthlessly gotten him drunk yesterday.
Yangde, this fella… he specialized in selling out his teammates. Regardless if it was reality or a game, he was in charge of betraying his teammates.
"Erm, I suddenly remembered I had something to buy. You guys don’t have to wait for me tonight!" Tubo could no longer endure Yayi’s resentful gaze. Being defeated, he executed the skill of ‘escaping by having to buy something’ to disappear without a trace.
Song Shuhang quick-wittedly did a follow up. "I suddenly remember that I have to participate in the 5000 m run tomorrow, and I have to go to the track to train. You don’t have to wait for me tonight!"
What he said was half true and half false. Going for training was true, while training running was fake.
Currently, the qi and blood within his body has recovered and he could once again practice ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯. Therefore, he intended to find a quiet place in school and train.
Since training for the first time had caused a sky-and-earth-shaking change to occur in his body, could training for the second time allow his physique to bring it up a level?
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This time, Song Shuhang changed the location for his training and he went to an abandoned building in the College Town’s third District.
This school building was constructed ten years ago, and was originally used by research students to do experiments. However, fire had occured in the building, and although there were no casualties, after the fire was extinguished, the building became too dangerous to use and thus it was abandoned. Whereas currently, the plans for reconstruction had yet to be carried out, so temporarily, no one would come here.
This was one of the suitable places for cultivating that Song Shuhang had sought within the school’s network.
‘The location’s pretty good and there’s not much bad smell in the air. Before it gets reconstructed, I can use it as a fixed location to cultivate within school compounds.’ Song Shuhang was very satisfied with this place.
Closing his eyes, he first recalled the eighteen strikes of ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ in his memories. Afterwards, he took out the bottle which contained ‘Simplified Body Tempering Liquid’ and consumed it.
Finally, he quietly waited for the medicinal effect to spread around his body before starting.
"It’s time!" Song Shuhang opened his eyes and assumed the initial stance of the basic fist technique.
"Using eyes as a guiding principle, movements beginning from the waist… body as a bow, sending out excessive strength… the punch like a landslide."
While he murmured the fist mnemonic chant, the basic fist technique had been executed.
Sounds of bell ringing once again sounded in his ears, and spiritual energy was mobilized by the fist mnemonic chant while converging towards him. The spiritual energy pushed down on his body, and wrapped around his fist, tempering his body.
Under the spiritual energy, his body seemed to have executed thousands of punches with his one punch.
His body rapidly heated up with his qi and blood surging forth while accumulating. Compared to his first training, the qi and blood surged forth even faster.
His sweat was dripping like rain, but he was incomparably satisfied.
Furthermore, this time, while Song Shuhang was executing the basic fist technique, he no longer blindly pursued firmness and power. Instead, his punches were firm yet flexible and ever-changing, following the fist master with a fuzzy appearance he saw within the ‘illusion space’.
Spiritual energy coiled around Shuhang’s body. As he executed the fist techniques, small amounts of spiritual energy scattered around.
The bad smell in the air rapidly receded under the spiritual energy’s influence, and converted into fresh and clean air of early morning.
The mountain wasn’t high and it seemed like immortals dwelled here. While cultivators were cultivating, they would arouse world’s energy and, day after day, it would gradually integrate into their cultivating location, causing it to be brimming with spiritual energy.
Turning, shifting, and turning over, with his fists like shooting stars, the eighteen moves of the fist technique had quickly been executed.
Subsequently, qi and blood overflowed from Song Shuhang’s body and caused his entire body to turn red!
"It’s complete?" he was somewhat in disbelief.
When he trained ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ yesterday, he had been tormented and suffered terribly. There were a few times he was nearly unable to persist.
However, when he was executing the fist technique today, other than his body feeling somewhat sore, he had smoothly completed the entire fist technique!
Was it became he had successfully executed it once, therefore his body had adapted to ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯?
Or perhaps his body’s quality had increased substantially in one night?
However, right now, it wasn’t the time for him to be thinking of all these.
Taking advantage of his body boiling and brimming with qi and blood, Shuhang seized the opportunity to execute ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯. Using his mental energy as the lead, he successfully guided the overflowing qi and blood into his Heart Aperture.
This was the second trace of qi and blood within his Heart Aperture.
After completing everything, Song Shuhang sat down on the floor and breathed deeply. His body was still somewhat weak as he wasn’t able to perfectly control the amount of qi and blood absorbed by ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯. However, compared to the previous time when he couldn’t even lift his fingers, it was much better.
After resting for about four to five minutes, Song Shuhang’s physical strength recovered to its original state.
He lightly clenched his fist and once again felt an unending stream of energy surging out. This made him have a misperception as if he could cut into a mountain and split big stones open.
Shuhang looked at his surroundings, then subsequently shifted his footsteps and matched ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯’s footwork while naturally executing it. He had stridden over to the nearest wall to him in two steps.
He threw a straight fist using his right hand without any spiritual energy supplementing his punch, it was just an ordinary straight punch.
"Bang!"
A hole was blown in the solid wall.
Song Shuhang looked at his own fist. Other than it being covered by dust from the wall, his fist was perfectly unharmed. The Foundation Fist Technique was an overall increase towards his own body. Not only did his strength increase, his entire body’s firmness was also raised.
This sort of transformation was beyond his imagination—he had only trained twice, and he had managed to strengthen his body to such a degree.
Shuhang once again adopted the fist stance and punched the wall, but had executed the ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ this time round.
"Bang!"
The wall was penetrated by his punch, and the energy did not dissipate, leaving a fist-sized hole on the wall. Although the surface area of destruction was much smaller, its damage strength had increased ten times!
Song Shuhang was momentarily excited and continuously executed punches, and wrecked this pitiful abandoned school building. He unceasingly attempted different sorts of methods of exerting force of the Foundation Fist Technique. Sometimes he executed a heavy punch, sometimes a soft punch, and tried out all the eighteen moves in the Foundation Fist Technique.
Dust surrounding the abandoned school building swirled in the air.
This was the legendary skill of tearing apart a wall using bare hands. If this skill was further evolved, he could even tear apart a Gundam with his bare hands!
After a long while, Song Shuhang was perfectly contented, and looked at the abandoned school building that was full of holes, then kneaded his jaw. ‘Indeed, I do have the talent for being a demolition worker.’
Right now, he should be considered a Martial Arts expert in an ordinary person’s eyes?
However, he had only trained the Foundation Fist Technique twice.
I wonder how strong would I be after completing my Foundation Building?
Also, how long will I take before my Heart Aperture’s qi and blood could be filled?
"If only I could increase the speed of strengthening my physique, it’d allow my qi and blood to recover faster. In that case, I could train a few more times everyday." Song Shuhang muttered.
He would not consider qi and blood pills for the time being.
"Other than training ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯, what are the other methods that can strengthen my entire body’s quality?" Song Shuhang pondered out loud.
Should I ask the seniors within the group?
"Keke, I can answer this for you, Mr Song Shuhang, the worker who demolishes buildings." A cute yet charming and attractive voice could be heard within Song Shuhang’s ears. "The method to strengthen your physique is actually very simple."
