Chapter 13 Teaching

"Young men!" The village chief, leaning on a cane, led the man towards the stage, followed by a large group of villagers, their eyes filled with curiosity.

"Gather around." As they neared the stage, although the old village chief appeared aged, his voice was full of vitality.

"Greetings, Master Trainer." Yang Baozhang took the lead, bringing the crowd forward, clasping his hands together, and bowing in salute.

The village chief noticed other youngsters standing there curiously like silly geese.

"This is the current selection's Academy Master Trainer. Hurry and pay your respects." The village chief quickly reminded them.

"Master Trainer?" In the crowd, Lin Yuan, who was bowing, focused his gaze on the man.

As he approached, Lin Yuan carefully scrutinized him.

This person had slightly yellow skin, a well-proportioned body, wearing a black long robe with long sleeves and hem embroidered with exquisite blue-white cloud patterns.

His shoes, a pair of cloud steps, were spotless despite a long journey. Around his waist was a pale gold embroidered belt, with a brown-black sword sheath hanging from the left side.

His long hair was tied with a hemp rope, his eyes bright and spirited, complemented by a smile on his face, exuding a warm feeling.

"Haha, no need for formalities. My surname is Liu, name Feng, you may call me Instructor Liu." Liu Feng lightly chuckled, his voice humble.

Seeing the crowd had mostly gathered, the old village chief clasped his hands immediately, signaling to Liu Feng on the stage, "Master Trainer, the youths of our Bull Horn Village are all here. Here are some local specialties. Please kindly offer them guidance today, to broaden their horizons."

With that, the old village chief reached into his pocket and pulled out a brocade bag, offering it with both hands.

Liu Feng took the brocade bag and felt its weight slightly. He nodded slightly, his smile growing wider, "It's all good, it's all good."

Seeing Liu Feng's satisfied expression, the village chief pondered slightly, then, leaning on his cane, took two steps forward and introduced to Liu Feng, "Master Trainer, this time our village's candidate is Lin Yuan."

"Greetings, sir." Lin Yuan clasped his hands.

"Just now, I heard the sound of Breaking Fist. Was it your doing?" Liu Feng's eyes slightly moved as he looked at Lin Yuan.

"Indeed, it was I."

"Not bad, not bad." Liu Feng praised, "Your Eight-step Breaking Fist certainly has some level of mastery, you're likely not far from the major accomplishment stage. If you perfect this fist technique, the power unleashed by the collaboration of eight steps will be even stronger."

"But those who can cultivate the Eight-step Breaking Fist to such a level are rare." Liu Feng looked at Lin Yuan again, encouraging him, "I will be teaching the basic martial arts techniques of the academy, seize this selection opportunity well."

"I see, Master Trainer, you can judge my training stage just by listening. Truly impressive." Lin Yuan's voice carried traces of admiration and astonishment. Seeing the instructor's recognition, he appeared accordingly convinced.

However, his thoughts differed entirely from his expression.

Could this Master Trainer truly be all talk? Or was it because the distance was too great for him to discern so clearly?

Just now, the realm of Eight-step Breaking Fist I showed was beyond perfection.

"Alright, enough small talk. Chief of Bull Horn Village, make haste with arrangements! I have many other villages to visit before the selection." Liu Feng addressed them.

Subsequently, the village chief summoned all the martial arts practitioners of Bull Horn Village to partake in Liu Feng's martial arts teaching.

Before the teaching, Lin Yuan, through Yang Baozhang, came to learn about this Master Trainer.

It turned out villages like Bull Horn Village and Quanya Village were all overseen by the academy. The academy's selection aimed to recruit those with aptitude for martial arts.

Before each selection, the academies would send people to various villages to teach basic martial arts. These individuals were collectively referred to as Master Trainers, and Liu Feng was the Instructor sent by the local academy, Yanghua Academy.

The purpose of the academy sending Master Trainers was, firstly, for the gifted individuals to practice martial arts, and secondly, to teach these ordinary villagers to also cultivate martial skills, better guarding against beasts while improving production for tributes to the academy and towns.

The strongest martial artist in the village was called Baozhang. Clearly, Yang Baozhang learned martial arts through this manner, becoming the strongest in the village.

"Next, I will discuss the essence of martial arts cultivation; this is the only chance to learn from the Master Trainer for this Academy selection, grasp it well." Everyone sat down, and Liu Feng's voice slowly emerged from the center of the training ground's platform.

"The path of martial arts is to cultivate the power of Qi-Blood. With the support of Qi-Blood power, one can unleash even greater strength. The power of Qi-Blood enhances the body's robustness, hardens the bones, thickens the skin, and makes tendons more flexible. Thus, if Qi-Blood power fills the body, it is meant to advance further."

"So, the main focus in martial arts cultivation is to strengthen the above aspects. Eight-step Breaking Fist is for muscle training, thus enabling it to unleash incredibly powerful force. If Eight-step Breaking Fist is honed to perfection, the Qi-Blood power within would surge like vast rivers, endlessly."

Liu Feng looked at Lin Yuan, "Lin Yuan is advancing towards this step, able to unleash incredibly powerful force while enduring prolonged combat unwaveringly. Of course, this only applies to beginners in martial arts."

"However, mere strength is insufficient. Like a piece of tofu, no matter how much force is exerted on others, it only damages oneself. Therefore, besides having Qi-Blood power, one must also strengthen one's bones and skin, training oneself into a stone, an iron block. The same force becomes more lethal."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan realized how fortunate he had been to defeat Wang Dong earlier. If Wang Dong had been slightly stronger, no matter how much power he exerted, he himself would have ended up injured and defeated.