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"Instructor," Baiyang couldn't help but ask, "I heard that the guidance technique is very magical. How magical is it? How can it increase the speed of practicing gene primal energy?"

At this time, a middle-aged man with some gray hair in the martial arts hall said, "Baiyang, let me tell you this. If you don't practice the guidance technique and only use the 'Five Hearts to Heaven Practice Method', you might be able to refine for five minutes a day, and your body's cells are already saturated. They can't absorb anymore!"

"But if you practice the guidance technique, the capacity of your cells will be much larger. You can practice for eight minutes, or even ten minutes, or even an hour!" The middle-aged man looked at Luo Feng and the other two, "Do you understand now?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Feng suddenly realized.

"The guidance technique is to increase the amount of food each cell can eat each day," Luo Feng thought to himself. The cells absorb the cosmic energy and convert it into gene primal energy, just like people eating food! If a person can only eat three bowls of rice, practicing the guidance technique is like allowing a person to eat five bowls of rice, or ten bowls of rice in a day.

Jiang Nian, the instructor, smiled and said, "If you don't practice the guidance technique, the energy that your cells can absorb, let's say, is one unit! Once you practice the guidance technique, the energy that your cells can absorb may become two units, three units, or even more! That is to say, you may surpass others in one year of practice what they achieve in ten years! This is the charm of the guidance technique."

The martial artists present all started discussing, obviously having a lot to say about the guidance technique.

"As for the guidance technique, the world's strongest person, the global head of my Extreme Martial Arts Hall, 'Hong', has created nine top-notch guidance techniques. If you join my Extreme Martial Arts Hall and contribute enough, you will have the opportunity to learn this top-level guidance technique." The martial artists present all smiled and tempted Luo Feng and the other two.

All the major forces in the world hope to have more and more martial artists of their own.

"Instructor," Luo Feng suddenly spoke up.

"Hmm?" Instructor Jiang Nian smiled and looked at Luo Feng, "What's the matter?"

"Instructor, the silver-haired, black-robed martial artist who just went out with the head instructor, how did he make us unable to resist with just one look? What kind of ability is this of a martial artist?" Luo Feng had never heard of such a powerful martial artist, so he was very curious.

Instructor Jiang Nian smiled slightly, and the group of martial artists next to him laughed out loud.

"Kid, the one who walked with the head instructor is a spiritualist! A spiritualist is much rarer than us martial artists." The martial artists laughed and said, "Of course, spiritualists are also a kind of martial artist! But they are the most terrifying existence among martial artists."

"Spiritualist?" Luo Feng was shocked.

Nowadays, with the development of the Internet, Luo Feng had seen introductions on the Internet, saying that spiritualists are a very special existence among martial artists, and they are also very terrifying.

But where exactly is it terrifying, the Internet did not explain in detail.

"When you become a martial artist in the future, you will soon know about spiritualists." Instructor Jiang Nian smiled and said, "Alright, today's pre-martial artist assessment is over. You three can go home now. Well, the pre-martial artist certificate needs to be stamped and entered into the citizen's identity information. It will probably arrive in a few days. We will notify you then. Alright, you all go home."

"Yes, instructor."

Luo Feng, Yang Wu, Baiyang, the three of them immediately turned around and left the martial arts hall, and were watched by the soldiers stationed in the community holding firearms as they left the community.

…

At the entrance of Mingyue Community, Luo Feng, Yang Wu, and Baiyang all had smiles on their faces.

"My name is Baiyang, I'm from the first military academy in Jiangnan. My hometown is in Yangzhou City, and it's just the summer vacation, so I came here for the assessment." Baiyang extended his hand and shook hands with Luo Feng and Yang Wu, "I'm glad to meet you both."

The first military academy in Jiangnan?

He originally wanted to enter this military academy.

Luo Feng smiled and said, "My name is Luo Feng, this is Yang Wu, we are both from the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Yi'an District."

"Baiyang believes that Brother Luo Feng has a promising future. Even in our elite class at the military academy, not many have become martial artists," Baiyang, who enjoys making friends, is naturally more willing to make friends with Luo Feng, who has stepped into the ranks of quasi-martial artists at such a young age. Perhaps Luo Feng will become a super big shot in the future.

Yang Wu, who was standing next to them, laughed and said, "Let's not talk too much. The three of us passed the assessment on the same day and at the same place, which is fate. Today is a good day. Let's find a restaurant and have a good meal and chat."

"Good," Baiyang agreed with a smile.

"Let's go," Luo Feng also laughed.

The three of them had just passed the quasi-martial artist assessment and were all full of vigor. They chose a restaurant and had lunch together, and then they each went their separate ways.

…

Luo Feng had a few drinks today and didn't think about calling home to share the good news until he was on the subway.

However, there were too many people on the subway. He was afraid that if he said 'I passed the quasi-martial artist assessment', it would definitely attract attention: "Forget it, it's not too late to call after getting off the subway."

…

He took the subway line 1 to Zhong'an Road Station and got off directly. It took a while to walk from Zhong'an Road Station to transfer to line 11.

"Tell mom, dad, and my brother." Luo Feng is still very excited now.

Quasi-martial artist…

The family has been living in hardship for so many years, and he has worked hard for so many years, and finally achieved something!

Standing on the street at Zhong'an Road Station, Luo Feng took out his phone.

"Beep… Beep…"

After dialing the phone number, Luo Feng waited.

"Hello." The voice of his younger brother came from the phone, Luo Feng smiled and said, "It's me."

"Of course, don't you see what kind of person your brother is. Of course, I passed. Haha, yes, yes. Okay." Luo Feng held the phone and spoke happily, "Hmm, is mom at home? Good, let mom answer the phone."

"Hello, mom, it's me, Xiaofeng." Luo Feng was overjoyed.

Listening to the happy and excited voice of his mother on the phone, Luo Feng couldn't help but feel a little moist in the corners of his eyes. After all, he had worked too hard for this day: "Mom, you've asked three times. I really passed the assessment. The quasi-martial artist certificate will be sent home in a few days."

"I've already eaten. I had a meal with the other two who passed the assessment." Luo Feng laughed, "Oh, call dad? Don't worry, mom, I won't forget. Hmm, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Feng couldn't help but smile.

Happy, satisfied!

He has been struggling for so long, practicing body and knife techniques since he was a child, isn't it all for this day?

"Hoo, exhale."

Luo Feng took a deep breath to calm his mood, and then dialed his father's phone. In this family, his father Luo Hongguo is the mountain of the family, the pillar of the family! Before he became a senior student in the martial arts hall, almost all the expenses of the family were maintained by his father's hard-earned money.

Although his mother works, she has to take care of two sons, especially one of them is disabled.

His father's work in house decoration is very hard, and he has had back pain and hand injuries several times.

"Dad, from now on, you don't have to work so hard." Luo Feng said silently in his heart.

"Beep——Beep——"

The sound from the phone came in waves, and Luo Feng was waiting for his father to answer the phone.