Breaking through the illusion of the mortal world

Chapter 16 Flying Stream Strengthens Bones and Muscles

On this day, during the martial arts class at Yanfaping, Elder Wu did not have his disciples continue practicing the Body Forging Fist. Instead, he led them to a secluded valley behind Wanfa Peak.

Before we even got close, we could hear the roar of the water, like ten thousand horses galloping.

After passing through a dense ancient forest, a breathtaking view suddenly appeared before us, revealing a massive waterfall that looked like a silver river cascading down.

It plunges down from a cliff hundreds of feet high, crashing into a deep pool below, stirring up a cloud of water mist that reflects a rainbow in the sunlight.

The pool water is emerald green and bottomless. The water rushes out of the pool and transforms into a turbulent stream that rushes away.

"What a magnificent waterfall!" the disciples exclaimed in amazement.

Elder Wu's voice was like a booming bell, overpowering the roar of the waterfall:

"Martial arts training is about strengthening your muscles and bones, not just about fists and feet! From today onwards, you may try standing beneath this waterfall, enduring the impact of the water flow to stabilize your lower body, temper your will, and refine your qi and blood! Remember, proceed according to your ability, do not be reckless, and begin at the edge where the water flow is gentler!"

The disciples looked at each other, feeling somewhat apprehensive as they gazed at the water that seemed capable of crushing boulders.

Qin Feiyu's eyes lit up, his face full of excitement:

"This is awesome! Much more interesting than just boxing!"

Without saying a word, he was the first to take off his shirt, revealing his slightly immature but already well-defined upper body, and rushed towards the edge of the waterfall.

"Thump!"

As soon as he stepped into the edge area, a huge impact knocked him off balance, almost causing him to fall.

He gritted his teeth, steadied himself, circulated his internal energy, and withstood the relentless onslaught of the water.

But all his muscles were tense, and his face was instantly flushed red from the water.

"Haha, well done, Senior Brother Feiyu!" A familiar disciple cheered him on.

Seeing this, Lu Ming also walked to the edge of the waterfall.

The icy water slammed into his head and shoulders like a hammer blow, the instant impact causing his vision to go black and leaving only a deafening roar in his ears.

He quickly activated the Qi-guiding technique, dispersing the wisp of spiritual energy within his body into his limbs and bones. At the same time, he used the stance training of the Body Forging Fist to firmly stabilize his body, barely managing to stand still.

Other disciples also tried, but most of them couldn't last even a quarter of an hour before being swept away and staggered back to the shore in a sorry state.

Hu Zhen also tried it, and the enormous impact made her feel like her bones were about to fall apart. She quickly retreated, her face pale, and said with a wry smile:

"This...this is too difficult."

Only Qin Feiyu, Lu Ming, and a few other disciples who usually practiced martial arts diligently were able to barely hold on in the peripheral area.

Qin Feiyu relied on his brute force and vigorous blood to withstand the impact, while Lu Ming relied more on his strong physique after the Yi Jin Fa Sui (a traditional Chinese medicine technique) and his subtle control over his strength to neutralize the attack.

Half an hour later, the two of them were almost at their limit. They staggered out and collapsed onto the rocks on the shore.

They exchanged a glance and saw the weariness in each other's eyes, but also a hint of relief.

"That felt great! So much fun!" Qin Feiyu wiped the water from his face, his body aching all over, but he was incredibly excited. "Let's come here often!"

Lu Ming also felt that after this impact, his blood and energy seemed to be more active, and his muscles and bones had been thoroughly tempered. Although the process was painful, the effect was remarkable.

After finishing their afternoon training, the three of them dragged their tired and hungry bodies to the dining hall of Chuming Garden.

The Dining Hall occupies a vast area and provides a variety of foods containing spiritual energy, which are of great benefit to nourishing the bodies and replenishing the vital energy of lower-level disciples.

It was peak dining time, and the hall was packed with people, filled with delicious aromas.

The three of them got their food and found an empty seat to sit down.

Qin Feiyu was so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his back. He picked up a bowl of rice, grabbed a large piece of unknown animal meat, and was about to wolf it down.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you," Hu Zhen said, laughing at his impatient manner.

Lu Ming smiled and shook his head, just about to pick up his chopsticks, when he caught a glimpse of a plump man with a round figure and a kind face at the next table, who was attacking a plate of braised pork with an exceptionally rich aroma.

The disciple ate with his mouth full of oil and a happy expression, but his movements were quite nimble. In the blink of an eye, a large plate of meat disappeared.

Perhaps he was too engrossed in eating, for the fat disciple didn't notice where he was standing.

As he got up to get another bowl of rice, his foot slipped, and with a cry of "Ouch!", his round body lost its balance and he fell towards a fellow disciple next to him.

The girl reacted extremely quickly, slightly shifting her body to the side, while seemingly casually guiding her chopsticks forward.

The fat disciple felt a gentle force come from him, and his obese body involuntarily turned around and sat steadily on the empty stool next to him.

It was as if she had simply changed seats; she hadn't even dropped the empty bowl in her hand.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye, and it would have been almost impossible to notice if Lu Ming hadn't been paying close attention.

The fat disciple stood frozen on the stool, blinking, seemingly still not understanding what had happened.

The girl remained expressionless, as if she had merely brushed away a fallen leaf, and continued eating.

"Pfft..." Hu Zhen also saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh out loud, then quickly covered her mouth.

With his mouth full of food, Qin Feiyu asked indistinctly, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Lu Ming recounted what he had just seen in a low voice.

Qin Feiyu's eyes widened as he looked at the girl and the still bewildered fat disciple. He almost spat out his food, barely suppressing his laughter as his shoulders shrugged.

The chubby disciple finally came to his senses, scratched his head, and gave the girl a simple, honest smile. He didn't seem embarrassed at all, got up, and happily went to get more rice.

The movement technique that the aloof girl just used was by no means an ordinary one. The skill and control of power contained within it had already exceeded the scope of ordinary disciples.

"It seems we need to work even harder," Lu Ming thought to himself, feeling the pressure of the five-year assessment growing stronger.