#42 - Chapter 42 Awakening
After being accepted into the inner circle by Wang Tieshan, Cheng Feng went to the martial arts hall every day.
Cheng Feng planned to create the persona of a diligent and hardworking martial arts fanatic.
This meant he would inevitably show his face at the martial arts hall.
Cheng Feng had already mastered the stance-testing wooden post. According to the martial arts hall's upcoming arrangements, he could begin learning basic saber techniques.
The martial arts hall's basic saber techniques weren't the common, rudimentary chops, slashes, and circles.
Instead, they were preliminary saber techniques refined from the Thunderclap Saber Technique, Stone Splitting Saber Technique, and Willow Leaf Saber Technique.
Essentially, mastering the preliminary techniques would allow for quickly grasping the subsequent saber techniques.
This was quite practical.
This was the benefit of having a lineage.
Interlocking links, step by step.
Experience accumulated over many years.
Averaged out and applied to each individual.
Regardless of individual aptitude, everyone could practice.
Cheng Feng wasn't sure about other martial arts halls, but Iron Mountain Martial Arts Hall was truly impressive.
With the new year approaching, some of Wang Tieshan's disciples went home early, while others went out to handle affairs.
None of them were by his side.
With no one to replace him, Wang Tieshan held a fervent desire to nurture this tenth disciple.
However, after only a few days, this enthusiasm cooled down.
Just basic saber techniques.
Shouldn't he be making rapid progress?
Cheng Feng watched Wang Tieshan's eyes change from bright to dim.
Cheng Feng's heart trembled.
Was he going to revoke his status as an inner disciple?
Although Wang Tieshan had an explosive temper, he hadn't directly lost his temper with Cheng Feng, though he was irritable.
At times, Wang Tieshan began to doubt himself.
Could it be that he had misjudged again?
Looking at Cheng Feng's basic saber techniques, which were practiced like garbage,
Wang Tieshan felt helpless.
He called Cheng Feng over and asked how he had practiced before.
Cheng Feng said, "I just practiced casually at home, constantly practicing. But for some reason, when I come to the martial arts hall, I just practice so-so. Otherwise, Master, how about I ponder it myself at the martial arts hall?"
"Forget it, I'll still watch you practice. Right now, your senior brothers and sisters are all busy with their own affairs, and I'm the only one free. I'm a little worried about letting others instruct you," Wang Tieshan said.
Hearing Wang Tieshan's concerned words, Cheng Feng couldn't have wished for more.
In the early stages of his stat panel, having someone provide guidance would speed up the formation of skills.
Although Cheng Feng's aptitude was average, he had the stat panel!
Under Wang Tieshan's strict and exasperated teaching,
Three days before the New Year, Cheng Feng's stat panel finally showed some activity.
Name: Cheng Feng
Lifespan: 16 (62)
Realm: Skin Refinement Realm
Talent: Many Sons, Many Blessings
Skills: Fishing (Proficient 90/100)
Archery (Beginner 2/100)
Basic Saber Technique (Beginner 2/100)
Calligraphy (Beginner 26/100)
Fortune Points: 0
The inherited stance-testing wooden post was integrated into the basic saber technique skill.
Now Cheng Feng could also feel that the basic saber techniques at the martial arts hall also contained the breathing techniques of the stance-testing and saber-testing wooden posts.
This was the reason for the sequential fusion of skills.
Inherited from the same lineage.
Truly wonderful and indescribable.
Although Wang Tieshan was very strict, he indeed had substance.
The old master's experience, skills, and application gave Cheng Feng a great deal of inspiration.
This was the reason why Cheng Feng's stat panel skill formation was progressing so quickly.
Practice was to allow Cheng Feng to remember, understand, and learn.
Then, the panel would record this state and form a skill the moment Cheng Feng truly learned and perfectly used it.
That was why someone needed to explain.
Someone needed to teach.
This was similar to teaching someone to read and write.
If you didn't know, through a lot of practice and explanation, you would understand during the teaching.
You might only have a vague understanding, but you could indeed write characters.
That was what it meant to be able to use it.
Cheng Feng felt that his guess was correct.
After all, he had come this far.
Due to his aptitude, even with the panel, Cheng Feng knew that this was a path that would be difficult at first but easy later.
As long as the panel formed a skill, Cheng Feng could add points to the max.
Any man would wake up laughing.
But the reality wasn't like that.
If eighteen beauties surrounded an ordinary person every day, how many times could an ordinary person do it?
When would one be drained dry? That was what men should fear the most.
How terrifying.
Fortunately, Cheng Feng also cultivated martial arts and cultivated himself.
In this dangerous world,
Cheng Feng had countless times thought about what terrible or insidious methods he might encounter that would lose his future.
After summarizing, there were only two situations.
One was that he would be shortsighted and exhaust his resources.
The other was insidious methods such as poisoning.
Cheng Feng's knowledge of the martial arts world was truly not high.
What if there was some kind of poison that harmed Cheng Feng's body and made him unable to perform?
That would be equivalent to cutting off Cheng Feng's path and future.
Moderation depended on Cheng Feng's own judgment and choice.
The means of poisoning depended on medical skills.
As the saying goes, medicine and poison are inseparable.
Perhaps...
Cheng Feng had a new goal.
Everything was only for self-preservation.
Beyond the light, the darkness was even greater.
Cheng Feng was now a harmless person with small arms and legs.
But Cheng Feng would not stop moving forward.
When Cheng Feng became strong to a certain extent,
It was inevitable that he would unintentionally infringe on the interests of others.
Cheng Feng did not dare to bet his wealth and life on the sinister nature of human nature.
Preparing for a rainy day was the best choice.
Benefiting from the era of information explosion in his previous life,
Even if he passively received information,
Cheng Feng could use it to compare with the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Mutual reference.
This was an advantage that belonged to Cheng Feng alone.
He didn't even need to be particularly enlightened, nor did he need to improve his strategy.
Some things didn't even need to see the process to know the result.
Cheng Feng thought a lot, but he also did a lot.
There were no medical books among the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Those were basically family heirlooms of individuals or families.
Cheng Feng wanted to inquire, but he had no chance to inquire.
Or rather, he had no manpower.
Cheng Feng encountered another problem.
What he needed was a lot,
But he was only one person, and he had no money.
He couldn't do much.
Before, he thought that it was enough for one person to be full and the whole family not to be hungry, but now he thought, how good would it be to have another group of people to help him.
As expected, after opening his eyes,
When encountering setbacks, his shortcomings came out.
Cheng Feng had no ambition, he just wanted to live well.
Having a wife, children, and a warm bed was also a kind of happiness.
People's words are insignificant.
If someone really wanted to mess with Cheng Feng, it would be really simple.
Whether it was force or power.
Cheng Feng was about to come of age in three days.
Cheng Feng had a slight understanding.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was different from his previous life.
The laws and regulations were sound.
Sky eyes and sky nets were everywhere.
Everyone would leave traces.
It was difficult to escape the law.
Here there were laws, and there was also martial arts.
There was power, and there were also powerful clans.
If Cheng Feng wanted to live well,
He would inevitably attract oppression.
It was like a stranger running into your home, who knows if he was there to
Everyone would beat him to death with sticks.
Leaving no room for doubt.
This was human nature,
Who knew if this stranger was here for wealth or to harm lives?
Cheng Feng understood his situation again.
Now he was like a weed,
Not attracting attention.
Slightly larger trees may attract felling.
This was the way to survive in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
No one believed that Cheng Feng was looking for medical skills only for self-preservation.
Having ideas but not being able to take practical action, he encountered various difficulties.
When facing difficulties, Cheng Feng realized the way of survival in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
This was different from his previous life.
It was not that information was developed, and he could find information by going online.
Here the class hierarchy was strict.
Thinking was old-fashioned.
Even if a martial arts hall accepted disciples,
It also excluded the lower-level people.
No money, who would accept disciples!
Cheng Feng thought it through.
He also found the rules of conduct in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Some of the concepts of his previous life should also be abandoned.
Survival of the fittest.
The fittest survive.
If you have a goal but can't achieve it,
Then meet the conditions to achieve the purpose.
After the New Year, Cheng Feng was about to come of age.
Cheng Feng also said goodbye to the past.
From now on, he was
Great Zhou Cheng Feng
