Chapter 3, The Sickly Child

He naturally knows the foundation of both parties

Hmph, what is so impressive about it? You are merely relying on your family's wealth and frequently using elixirs to enhance your body

Because Wu Dapeng fell ill during his childhood, his parents prayed for divine protection, but there was no effect whatsoever

Later: Three thousand jin of immense strength

In their eyes, a hint of disdain was revealed

This caused Ling Fei's brows to furrow even deeper, and his fist was tightly clenched

The triple refinement of the body can achieve a force of three hundred pounds

Zhao Fa crossed his arms, displaying a look of smug satisfaction on his face

As a dull sound echoed, the stone pedestal fell to the ground, causing the entire training ground to tremble slightly

At the same time, when faced with confusion, Ling Fei would also take the initiative to consult his adoptive father

Ling Fei is the first young man to arrive here

As the deep voice sounded, one could see the veins on Ling Fei's arm bulging. With a movement of that arm, the incredibly heavy stone pedestal was lifted off the ground.

Hehe, the Ninth Layer of Body Refinement? If this sickly person could step into the Ninth Layer of Body Refinement, I would have already entered the Innate Realm and become a Divine Guardian

These individuals walked with an air of arrogance, their lips curling into a playful arc as they glanced at Ling Fei

Hehe, I indeed have not yet entered the ninth level of body tempering, but I have already reached the perfect state of the eighth level of body tempering. In a short while, I will be able to enter the ninth level of body tempering. Wu Dapang, if I remember correctly, you only dared to reach the perfect state of the eighth level of body tempering last month. To enter the ninth level of body tempering, I fear you will have to do so after me.

This is made from extremely hard Xuangang stone, with a weight that exceeds that of ordinary rocks

Oh, isn't that Ling, the sickly one? What brings you back to the training ground again

When Ling Fei turned around, he found that the little fat boy had already appeared beside him

"Hehe, Zhao Fa, you have indeed stepped into the realm of the Eighth Layer of Body Tempering, but in this vast world, where talents abound, do you not feel like a clown as you flaunt your power here? You must understand that in the eyes of those true geniuses, you are merely an insignificant ant, utterly inconsequential." Ling Fei said with a calm smile

"What, are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, we can have a contest to see who is better," Zhao Fa raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of disdain.

"What, are you afraid?" Upon hearing this, Zhao raised his eyebrows and smiled.

These martial artists are all individuals who are stuck at the peak of the Ninth Level of Martial Arts, unable to make any progress, and they possess a wealth of experience

"If we are to compete, then let us compete, what is there to fear!" Wu Dapang frowned, took a large step forward, and as his hefty body moved ahead, the ground trembled slightly upon the impact of his foot. This fat man, with such immense strength, instilled a sense of caution in many. Observing his demeanor, he clearly appeared ready for a fight.

"Hey, fatty, let go of me, don't hold me so tightly. If someone didn't know better, they might think you and I have some improper relationship!" Ling Fei rolled his eyes.

"Oh, Brother Fei, you just mentioned an eight-hundred-jin stone pillar. Have you entered the Eighth Layer of Body Tempering?" At the moment the stone pillar landed, a voice of astonishment rang out.

Being in the company of peers during cultivation can foster a spirit of comparison, thereby motivating individuals to strive for improvement

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"I am but an ant?" Upon hearing this, Zhao's expression darkened. His eyes narrowed as he fixed his gaze on Ling Fei, speaking arrogantly, "Before those favored by heaven, I am indeed like an ant. However, you, Ling, a sickly wretch in my eyes, are also an ant. Do you dare to fight me?"

"Hey, Zhao Fa, Huang Liang, what do you mean by this?" Upon hearing these words, Wu Dapang's chubby face immediately darkened, "What do you mean by the Ninth Layer of Body Tempering? You speak as if you have already entered the Ninth Layer of Body Tempering, it's simply shameless." Clearly, Zhao Fa's earlier words were intended to mock Ling Fei.

The eight-hundred-jin stone pedestal! Ling Fei glanced at the stone pedestal before him, took a deep breath, and then settled into a horse stance, extending his right hand to grasp the squatting handle.

After confirming the enhancement of his own strength, he suddenly increased the power in his right arm

He is also happy for Ling Fei

Beneath the martial artist's platform lies a spacious area

Haha, Feige, have you entered the Eighth Layer of Body Tempering?" Then, the chubby boy, with a face full of excitement, stretched out his plump arms and embraced Ling Fei tightly.

Those individuals are the true pride of heaven

Ling Fei walked to the stone pedestal, and with a glance, his gaze fell upon the eighth stone pedestal in the arrangement

While soaking in a medicinal bath, Ling Fei takes the opportunity to read some ancient texts.

Not only is the adoptive father's medical skill remarkable, but his insights into life also command immense respect from Ling Fei

He had long entered the Eighth Level of Body Tempering, and his strength was even greater than that of Wu Dapang

Only this Wu Dapang has never been like this

On the left edge, there are stone pillars arranged in a row

Some people are born with extraordinary strength, possessing the ability to lift a thousand pounds by the age of four or five

Behind Zhao Fa, a boy in yellow clothing mocked

After his surprise, he ran towards Ling Fei with a beaming face

The training ground is very spacious, with a large martial arts platform at its center

"To fight you?" Ling Fei raised an eyebrow

Perfect: Six thousand catties of immense strength

Moreover, there are individuals who can manipulate water and fire

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Moreover, today's martial artists have even entered the Chosen Academy

The people beside Zhao Fang and others looked on with mocking expressions, all observing coldly.

In the end, Old Doctor Ling successfully treated Wu Dapang

Even though my adoptive father is now gravely ill, nearly at the end of his strength, in his heart he remains as majestic as a mountain

Indeed, your complexion has been improving more and more. It seems that it won't be long before your health is restored. After taking a good look, Wu Dapang nodded and said

Wu Dapang! When this voice sounded, Ling Fei was slightly taken aback, but soon he regained his composure from the joy.

Ling Fei, who has been well-read in the classics since childhood, also possesses some understanding of the martial arts world

Initial: A tremendous force of a thousand pounds

Mid-term, two thousand jin of immense force

Among peers, those individuals have always enjoyed mocking him since childhood

"What, do you want to hit me?" Upon hearing this, Huang Liang was taken aback for a moment, then arrogantly replied, "Haha, you, this sickly wretch, want to hit me? Come on, I'm right here, if you have the guts, come and hit me!" He was quite pleased with himself, showing not a trace of fear towards Ling Fei. Judging by his demeanor, it was evident that he had long been accustomed to mocking Ling Fei in this manner.

"Foster father, sister Xuexi, I am going to the training ground!" After finishing his washing, Ling Fei left the medical clinic early.

He laughed heartily at his companions beside him

"Hehe, very well, since you wish to fight, I shall accompany you," Zhao Fa said with a smile

In the training ground, a chubby little boy dressed in tight-fitting clothes and wearing leather boots was straining to widen his eyes, staring at Ling Fei with a face full of astonishment

The next day, in the morning

How is it, Ling Fei, are you testing your strength? Have you reached the ninth level of body tempering?

Therefore, Ling Fei will always keep these words from his adoptive father firmly in his heart

At this moment, the accumulated snow in the training ground has not yet been cleared, and the main gate has just been opened.

Then, he lifted the stone pedestal to his chest, and it was not until three full breaths had passed that Ling Fei began to feel somewhat fatigued

Thus, the Wu family expressed their profound gratitude to Old Ling, and he and Ling Fei became good brothers.

The refinement of the body into nine levels is divided into four minor stages

After bidding farewell to his adoptive father and adoptive sister, Ling Fei strode swiftly towards the training ground

Moreover, there are martial arts masters here with considerable experience to provide guidance

At that moment, an extremely untimely voice suddenly rang out

Following their gaze, I saw four young men approaching us.

This person is named Huang Liang, and over the years, he has frequently mocked Ling Fei with cold sarcasm.

Zhao Fa walked slowly on the snow, his eyes slightly squinted, staring at Ling Fei with a strange and ambiguous expression.

"After reaching the eighth level of body tempering, my strength has reached 800 pounds, but I wonder if I have qualified or not?" Ling Fei was eager to test his strength

Moreover, during his explanations, he would intersperse some life principles, allowing Ling Fei to gain insights through careful contemplation.

However, his face still bore a full smile.

If one reaches the ninth level of body tempering, there will be a qualitative leap

The young men in the town usually come here to practice martial arts

Dong!

Ling Fei had very few friends since childhood

"What are you afraid of!" Just as Huang Liang was full of pride, Ling Fei's eyes flashed, and then a deep voice suddenly emerged from his mouth

After the beginning of spring, the Divine Chosen competition will be held, but in Longtan Town, there are only eight slots available. I fear you may not be selected!

Within his body, physical strength began to converge towards the right arm

This training ground is different now

Therefore, he does not allow others to refer to his adoptive father as a sickly person

"Indeed, it was this eight hundred jin stone pillar just now." Wu Dapang nodded slightly

Furthermore, he has also practiced a considerable amount of martial arts, and he considers himself a notable figure among his peers in Longtan Town, showing no fear of Wu Dapang at all

"What’s wrong, are you unhappy?" Huang Liang laughed heartily, "Look, this sickly Ling is angry, haha."

"There is no need to argue with him, Da Pang." Upon seeing this, Ling Fei held onto Wu Da Pang.

In this world, there are many geniuses

After he released his hand, the small eyes blinked and looked up and down at Ling Fei

Huang Liang, you may look down on me, but you cannot insult my father. If my adoptive father had not been injured in his youth, would he be in such a state now? Even so, he is not someone you can insult.

These stone pillars are arranged in order, ranging from one hundred jin to three thousand jin

The eighth level of body tempering can achieve a strength of eight hundred pounds

However, those ancestors also need to cultivate themselves; how can they find the time to teach their sons every day

The stone pillar is not large, only two feet high

His corpulent body nearly suffocated Ling Fei.

In the realm of tempering the body, if one wishes to ascertain the level of a person's attainment, lifting a stone pedestal has evidently become the most effective method of judgment

If one reaches the innate realm, one can exert a force of ten thousand pounds

Wu Dapeng came running, his chubby cheeks flushed and the fat still quivering, making him appear exceedingly adorable

Although many people in Longtan Town practice martial arts

The one who just spoke is a young man dressed in a blue outfit, named Zhao Fa

After approaching Ling Fei, Wu Dapang made an effort to widen his squinting eyes, examining the stone pedestal beside Ling Fei

Old Ling also answers with great patience

"Haha, not daring anymore, are you!" Huang Liang mocked from behind Zhao Fa, "You, Ling, the sickly one, only know how to talk big. If it weren't for the fact that your family Ling's old sickly one has some medical skills, I would have long since beaten you to the ground looking for your teeth. How could you possibly lecture Fa Ge here?"

Therefore, Ling Fei has always cultivated with a humble heart and has not become arrogant due to obtaining the "True Dragon Body Refinement Technique"

The training ground is located in the center of Longtan Town, and Ling Fei arrived here early.

It is Zhao Fa! When this voice sounded, both Wu Dapang and Ling Fei frowned slightly, their youthful faces revealing a hint of disgust

"Go away, who has an improper relationship with you? Isn't your brother happy for you?" Upon hearing this, Wu Dapang's eyes revealed disdain

In Longtan Town, there is a martial arts training ground

Then, Huang Liang saw a flash of fist shadows ahead

Indeed, there is a tremendous strength of eight hundred pounds! Upon seeing this, Ling Fei felt a surge of joy in his heart

At this moment, the heavy snow has stopped, leaving a thick layer of snow on the ground