Chapter 2: Tong Bei Quan

  Early in the morning, a thick fog enveloped this quiet mountain peak, white and hazy, making people's vision become blurry.

  "Huff...huff..."

  In the dense forest behind the mountain, a very intense gasping sound suddenly came out. As the line of sight drew closer, only to see that in a clearing in the woods, a short and small figure was hanging from a thick tree trunk with both hands, and his small body was constantly moving up and down with the pulling force of his arms. Moreover, during this movement, his body presented a somewhat strange posture, which made all the muscles in his body move together.

  In addition, there were several heavy iron blocks hanging from his arms and wrists, with sweat dripping from his clothes, making the iron blocks also wet.

  This small figure is naturally Lin Dong, his childhood was not spent in luxury, and his strict father taught him the most important things in his cultivation: perseverance and diligence. These are the only conditions for him to compete with his peers who have a good foundation.

  Sweat dripped into his eyes, the stinging sensation made Lin Dong grit his teeth tightly. He could feel the numbness and fatigue emanating from his muscles after intense exhaustion. Many people would choose to rest at this point, but his father had told him that only at such times could he break through his limits, so... he must persevere!

  Can't relax at all!

  For the sake of the tribal comparison half a year later, he must work hard to cultivate!

  The feeling of being close to the limit made people dizzy, but with Lin Dong's gritted teeth persisting, suddenly, there was a thread of strange heat surging from his body. As soon as this heat appeared, Lin Dong's spirit shook instantly.

  It's the medicinal power of Red Sage!

  A few days ago, the red ginseng that was originally used to treat Lin Xiao's injuries was eventually sent into Lin Dong's body due to his insistence.

  It has to be said that this spiritual medicine had an effect that was too great on Lin Dong, who was in the Tempering Body stage. In just a few days of cultivation, Lin Dong could clearly feel that his body was at least twice as strong as it was a few days ago, and he could also clearly feel the strengthening of his physique.

  Of course, the medicinal power of Red Ginseng is extremely effective for Lin Dong, but that kind of medicinal power is not infinite after all. This Red Ginseng can only be considered a first-rate spiritual medicine at best. Therefore, the medicinal power of Red Ginseng gradually disperses after being unleashed for five days.

  However, this dispersal is not a thorough disappearance. Lin Dong's body has only been initially strengthened, so it is impossible to absorb the medicinal power completely without any waste. Some of the medicinal power will precipitate deep within his body, but when Lin Dong's body reaches an extreme state of hunger, this precipitation will also be squeezed out and finally swallowed by the muscles and bones in Lin Dong's body that are almost like a hungry ghost.

  A warm and soothing medicinal power slowly seeped into the muscles, Lin Dong seemed to hear the cheers of countless cells in his muscles at this moment. The numbness and fatigue quietly dissipated, replaced by an even more abundant vitality.

  "Hey..."

  Lin Dong grasped the trunk, his body fiercely shaking once, and with a flip in mid-air, he landed steadily on the ground. His waist straightened, and all of a sudden, his bones crackled loudly. Then Lin Dong was delighted to discover that his body seemed to have grown slightly stronger.

  "Tempering the body for the third time!"

  Lin Dong's small hands clenched tightly, feeling the surge of power between his muscle relaxations. His face was full of surprise and delight. Since he started practicing, due to family circumstances, he rarely had the opportunity to take any spiritual medicine. He didn't expect that this time, the effect would be so good.

  "Not bad..."

  As Lin Dong was delighted with his own improvement, a voice also came from the side. He hurriedly turned his head and saw Lin Xiao standing under a big tree wearing ordinary clothes, with a smile on his face that rarely spoke or smiled.

  "Dad."

  Looking at Lin Xiao standing beside the tree, Lin Dong also exclaimed in surprise.

  Lin Xiao nodded, walked closer to Lin Dong, and swept his gaze over him from head to toe. A rare smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Third level of Body Tempering, not bad."

  "It's all because of that red ginseng." Lin Dong shook his head and chuckled.

  "Red ginseng is just a panacea, others even if they take it, want to go from the second heavy to the third heavy also need about one or two months of time, this is what you have achieved in this period of day and night cultivation." Lin Xiao looked at Lin Dong in front of him, and he also let out a light sigh in his heart. During this time, Lin Dong's desperate cultivation, he naturally saw it with his own eyes, that kind of training degree, several times made his mother's eyes red, although he didn't say anything on the surface, but as a father, he was also somewhat heartbroken.

  He understood that Lin Dong's desperate cultivation was only to achieve a good result in the family competition six months later, and if so, as his father, he would also be able to gain some face in the Lin family.

  Lin Dong smiled and thought that the hard work he had put in over this period of time had finally yielded a considerable harvest. Compared to those prodigies from the Lin family, he was at least getting closer and closer.

  "Throw away the iron piece, now that you've reached the third stage of Tempering Body, it's barely enough to cultivate martial skills. I'll teach you a set of fist techniques." Lin Xiao said.

  When he heard this, Lin's dark eyes lit up instantly. Although he had now reached the third level of Tempering his Body, he didn't understand even half a bit of martial techniques and when fighting with others, he would only use brute force. In his heart, he had always yearned for those martial skills that could greatly increase his combat strength, but due to his physical quality, Lin Xiao had never taught him before. Now, he finally had the opportunity, how could he not be delighted?

  "The world's martial arts are divided into nine grades and three levels. The first to third grade is the lower level, the next is the middle level, and the seventh to ninth grade is the upper level. What I want to teach you is a lower-level first-grade fist method, called Tongbei Fist." said Lin Xiao Dao.

  Lin Dong nodded repeatedly, not feeling disappointed that the low-level fist technique was only a lower-grade product. He understood the principle of eating one mouthful at a time, and for many people, lower-grade martial arts were already good enough. It's said that in the Lin family, the highest grade of martial arts was only a mid-grade fourth-grade technique, which was obtained by his grandfather from the hidden scripture pavilion when he was still a member of the Lin clan.

  "What's known as martial technique ranking, but the most important thing is still oneself. In the hands of a true strong person, even an ordinary first-class martial technique can possess astonishing killing power. The stronger the cultivator's own strength, the more powerful the martial technique they display." Lin Xiao stretched out his palm and said to Lin Dong, who bowed slightly: "Use your greatest power, your fastest speed, attack me."

  Lin Dong blinked his eyes, discarded all the iron pieces on his wrist, and punched Lin Xiao directly.

  Facing Lin Dong's full-force strike, Lin Xiao casually reached out with his hand and swiftly slid it over Lin Dong's sleeve. A crisp slapping sound echoed through the air, and then Lin Dong jumped up, gritting his teeth and hastily rolling up his sleeves to reveal a reddened arm.

  "Through the back fist, sticky clothes emit force. If I had added a bit of strength or used a hint of yuan force earlier, your arm would have been shattered." Lin Xiao said leisurely: "To cultivate the through-the-back fist, one must practice with their clothes. This boxing method emphasizes the palm sticking to the clothes and emitting force. When practicing, the sound of sticking to one's own clothes is heard. The through-the-back fist has nine forms, also known as the nine-resonance force, because each form, when executed, will produce a crisp sound, one resonance overcoming another. After completing the nine resonances, its power can rival that of a second-grade martial skill."

  "You'd better remember these nine formulas well!"

  Lin Xiao let out a low growl, suddenly spreading his arms and legs, striding forward. His body was like a tiger's, his double arms waving as if a giant ape was stretching its limbs. A series of crisp, slapping sounds echoed through the air.

  Lin Dong's eyes stared intently at Lin Xiao's fist shadows dancing, his mind unconsciously becoming extremely focused, everything around him was automatically ignored, in his eyes, only that set of fist techniques existed!

  Because of teaching purposes, Lin Xiao also intentionally slowed down the speed. After practicing several times, he slowly finished and looked at Lin Dong, saying: "Remembered?"

  Lin nodded slightly uncertainly after a moment of hesitation.

  "Oh? Come and take a look?"

  Seeing this, Lin Xiao's face did flash a hint of surprise. Although he slowed down considerably, the Nine-Style Backfist was not extremely simple after all. How could Lin Dong, who had only just started learning martial arts, remember it so quickly?

  It seemed that Lin Xiao also knew the unusualness, Lin Dong walked out two steps, his fists stretched open, a set of boxing techniques, and was slowly played out with a few points of awkwardness.

  Beside him, Lin Xiao stared at Lin Dong, and upon seeing that he had indeed executed the Nine Heavens Supreme Pounding Technique flawlessly, a hint of delight once again appeared on his face. Although Lin Dong's technique was somewhat stiff and even seemed superficial, it was clear that he had grasped it quickly, perhaps even mastering it after just one attempt. This discovery brought some joy to Lin Xiao's heart, as it seemed that this son of his had indeed inherited the same innate talent he possessed in his youth.

  "Dad, why is it that when I use the Tongbei Fist, there isn't even a slight sound?" Lin Dong said somewhat helplessly after finishing a set of slow and clumsy punches.

  "You little brat, if it's that easy to cultivate the sound of power, then this Tongbei Fist is a bit too overhyped." Lin Xiao laughed and scolded, then said: "Remember, when cultivating, pay attention to the subtle sensation of the force. As long as you can make your sleeves follow the movement of your force, rather than your force following the movement of your sleeves, then this Tongbei Fist is considered successfully cultivated. Come on, try a few more times."

  Lin muttered to himself a few times, then unfolded his words, while Lin Xiao stood by and occasionally pointed out some minor mistakes.

  A boy's fist shadow continued to dance in the empty space between the trees, sweat splashing everywhere, but he still couldn't help himself, his small face looked exceptionally serious.

  The afternoon passed quickly in Lin Dong's relentless training, and his efforts were not without results. As for the Nine Transformations of the Tathagata Palm, he was becoming more and more proficient in executing it, although he still couldn't produce any sound waves, but the momentum was by no means weak.

  "Let's stop here for today and continue tomorrow." Lin Xiao looked up at the sky, then glanced again at Lin Dong, who was sweating profusely. He suddenly spoke, feeling a slight sense of emotion at the latter's seriousness and dedication to his training. He couldn't help but secretly sigh, thinking that his own years of decadence had also made this child grow up too quickly.

  "Alright, Father can go back and rest first, I'll be right back." Lin Dong responded with a sound, but his fists did not stop, fully focused on following what Lin Xiao said, feeling the subtle transmission and changes of power in his muscles.

  Seeing this, Lin Xiao could only shake his head in dismay. Lin Dong's progress was already very obvious, but wanting to make the Sound of Breaking the Back Fist appear wasn't easy. In his own time, he had also spent a full week cultivating before finally succeeding.

  He muttered to himself, Lin Xiao turned around with his hands behind his back and left. As he turned around, a hint of a smile also appeared on his face. The understanding that Lin Dong had shown today made him extremely satisfied.

  "This kid's comprehension is quite good, and his perseverance is excellent, surpassing even my peak period, it shouldn't be difficult..."

  "Bang!"

  As soon as the thought flashed through Lin Xiao's mind, a loud and crisp slapping sound suddenly came from behind. His face stiffened, his footsteps stumbled, but in his eyes, dazzling light burst forth at this moment.

  "It seems that it's not difficult, but rather a very simple matter..."

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  As for the ending of Doupo, many people feel that it's not perfect, but I think that with this book, what we're looking at isn't the conclusion, but the process. Xiao Yan becoming the Dou Emperor and becoming the strongest in the Dou Qi continent is the reward he got after working so hard all along.

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