Chapter 6: Gradually Mature (Monday Vote Request)

  After a set of semi-familiar Dragon Subduing Eight Trigrams movements, Lin Huan's whole body was drenched in sweat, and he felt an indescribable comfort.

  The more he practiced, the more proficient he became, his whole body and mind fully immersed in the spirit of boxing.

  His fists were as fierce as a dragon-slaying, his waist was tight and his roots were strong. His right fist flew back, his power penetrating the spine, and the knife shot out... The air was constantly being punched out of his fists with a dull thud, fortunately he was focused on thinking about Uncle Niu's key points, and while practicing, he was pondering how to integrate it into his boxing style, and didn't notice. Otherwise, he would have scared himself silly.

  After several attempts, he was very satisfied with his performance.

  Stop for a moment, take a sip of cool water on the side, and only then feel the intense fatigue and numbness in the body and limbs: "The martial arts skills in this world are really formidable. I just casually learned a pose, and my whole body is like a loose frame. No wonder it requires a warrior's energy to practice, ordinary people even if they learn it, can't even use it once, not to mention whether the enemy will be defeated or not, first of all, they will exhaust themselves to death."

  However, after practicing for a while, he yearned for the "Dragon Slaying Eight Styles": "The 'Dragon Slaying Eight Styles' is just a set of external moves, but it gives people an unmatched sense of confidence. If I can grasp its essence, it should be even more powerful."

  At this moment, his yearning for martial arts made him completely forget the danger of practicing martial skills as an ordinary person.

  His mother was carrying a bundle of firewood back home and found it strange that he wasn't sunbathing in front of the door. Only when she saw him in the backyard did she let out a sigh of relief.

  "Hey, you're really something! Your body isn't even fully recovered yet, and here you are running around like crazy, getting all sweaty."

  "I'll just exercise and stretch my muscles. Mom, I'll help you with the chores." After that, he snatched her full bundle of firewood and headed towards the kitchen.

  She was about to refuse, but he moved quickly and she had no choice but to let him. She scolded, "You've just recovered, be careful. These chores have been going on non-stop, it's nothing. Seeing you all sweaty, I'll go boil some water for you to take a bath, don't catch a cold from the cool water." Her words were reproachful, but her heart was full of sweetness. After all, her son understood filial piety and had learned to care about his mother.

  "No matter how he turns out, whether successful or not, no matter how others despise him, he will always be my son, flesh and blood. If the village drives him away, we'll just leave together, mother and son. Drifting around outside without a fixed home may be tough, but as long as our family is together, happy and at peace, that's what matters most." She looked up at Lin Huarong's tall stature, her heart firm in its resolve.

  More than a dozen days passed, Lin Huan no longer sat idly in front of the door, but instead got up early every morning to rush to the martial arts training ground, and this was his daily routine. In addition, he secretly practiced the "Dragon Slaying Eight Styles" that his father had learned at home, and became very familiar with its techniques. Along with observing during the observation period, he also eavesdropped on many of Niu Da's pointers, so he understood the Dragon Slaying Eight Styles thoroughly.

  Just before that, he was discovered by his mother while secretly practicing in the backyard. The tragic fate of ordinary people who practice martial arts is well-known, and Lin Heng's secret practice would likely end in disaster. His mother was shocked and scolded him severely, forbidding him from thinking about it again, and kept a close eye on him day and night, fearing he would do it again.

  So, Lin Huan was very familiar with the eight forms, but to a large extent, he just simulated and rehearsed the linking process in his mind, or occasionally lay on the bed, moving his hands and feet according to the moves, not daring to actually practice the moves.

  That morning, he arrived at the martial arts training ground as early as usual, and the young practitioners were already accustomed to his presence.

  "This is the 'Poisonous Dragon Drill' form, you must be as swift as a whirlwind. As the saying goes: 'Swift like the wind sweeping away fallen leaves, turning like lightning drilling into the earth.' The essence of this entire form lies in the drill, drilling into a small point, and then piercing through heaven and earth." Uncle Niu said to his daughter Wanwan, who was also guiding the practitioners.

  Wan Wan is a warrior who advanced two years ago, and comes here to practice every day. Although she is only 15 years old and still has some distance from being a top-notch warrior, among the young generation of warriors, she is considered one of the exceptional ones.

  Perhaps due to her good upbringing, she has a gentle and kind nature, simple and unadorned. Last time Lin Hang was ridiculed by several young people in front of the door, the girl who spoke out to stop them was her. Her appearance is also renowned for its beauty, although she is not yet of marriageable age, but the threshold of Niu Dajie's house has been trampled and worn out by many suitors. There are even rumors that the clan leader has taken a liking to her and plans to marry Ruan Ruan as his eldest son's wife.

  Because she is the most prominent warrior on the scene, and also received the most guidance from Uncle Niu, she has always been the focus of Lin's attention.

  This move, "Poison Dragon Drill", was recently taught to her by Uncle Niu, and is considered a slightly more advanced martial skill that requires coordination with the heart. Lin Heng observed from the side for several days, barely remembering the movements, but couldn't grasp the underlying meaning at all, so she couldn't truly understand it like "Dragon Slaying Eight Styles".

  After finishing a segment, Uncle Niu left, the young practitioners either slacked off or left, only Niu Wanwan continued to practice hard.

  "Hey, Lin Hong, your eyes are about to pop out. You're staring so intently, could it be that you're a toad who wants to eat swan meat and have improper thoughts about someone else's Wanyu?" Two young men in coarse clothing, covered in sweat, walked up with big smiles on their faces.

  "Wanwan is so beautiful, which man wouldn't be moved? But this waste, isn't a toad, but the king of toads. Don't drool and have wild fantasies, you've been waiting for so long, Wanwan hasn't even given you a glance."

  The person behind was called Niu San, who had just recently entered the Wu Zhe. He verified three times before succeeding, although it wasn't anything exceptional in terms of talent. Lin Heng, on the other hand, had failed all five verifications, which naturally filled him with a sense of superiority. The person in front was also similar to him in terms of talent and was called Da Gou Er.

  Lin Hengfu initially observed the two men's practice and secretly learned from them, but in just a few days, he discovered that their talents were actually quite ordinary. For the same movement, Uncle Niu had already pointed it out several times, and even Lin Hengfu himself was familiar with it, yet these two were still constantly making mistakes and progressing slowly. That's why Lin Heng changed his target.

  This was also his habit of quietly forming a habit. Every time he found that he couldn't learn from one person, he would immediately switch to a new target, switching several in a row, until finally reaching Wanwan.

  It's not his fault, he doesn't even know that his boundary is approaching the first rank, far surpassing these people, so it's easy for him to learn and quickly grasp. Even Yuwen, who has been verified by the Wu Zhe for two years and is naturally intelligent, is still inferior to him in terms of boundary.

  "I just wanted to witness your failure, take a look at the training of you warriors, and find some inspiration for passing through. I didn't mean anything else." As a weak person, according to Lin's experience, it was best to remain silent and not argue or respond, so that the other party would lose interest and leave on their own. But since they had dragged Yanyan into this, he had to explain.

  "Hey, look at us training? You think you can just come here every day and steal our techniques? Haha, you're really a hopeless fool! Not only are you stupid, but you're also the kind of stupid that's beyond cure. As a non-martial artist, if you try to practice martial arts in secret, you'll end up killing yourself, do you know that? I'm kindly warning you, so give me something as a token of gratitude!"