Martial Saint!

Evening.

Lu Guoping and Li Xianghua were chatting in the bedroom.

"Guoping, do you think this root bone testing instrument could make a mistake?"

"It won't. Chenzhou probably has good comprehension, which can't be measured. That's why the government uses progress in Basic Boxing cultivation as the testing standard, and also leaves a special entrance exam for ordinary people, fearing that they might overlook a genius."

"Alas, our Chenzhou has been delayed for nine years."

"It's not that serious. High school and university are the critical periods for young people's Martial Arts Cultivation, and Chenzhou has only been delayed for at most three years. It's not too late now."

"He wants to apply to Pingjiang Martial Arts University, and there's only half a year left. I checked their official website, he needs to be Third Rank. It's said that the difficulty from Second Rank to Third Rank is higher than from an ordinary person to Second Rank combined. Let's buy him some Martial Arts Supplements to boost his effort."

"Chenzhou doesn't want us to buy them; he says it's not necessary yet and it would waste the effects."

"How can you be so silly! The kid is trying to save us money! You buy them, and even if it wastes the medicine effect, as long as it helps, what's a little money?"

"True, I'll go buy them tomorrow. Getting into the university is what matters."

The old couple's mindset had changed, now constantly worrying about Lu Chenzhou's Martial Arts training.

...

Early the next morning, on the rooftop.

Lu Chenzhou got up early to practice the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Pile.

From four o'clock to five, until his proficiency improved.

Then, he practiced Black Tiger Fist, having seen the power of a Small Success level Swallow Return Fist, he had high expectations for the famously fierce Black Tiger Fist.

After breakfast.

Lu Guoping came to Lu Chenzhou carrying a bag.

"Qi Boosting One, two boxes; let me know when you've used them up."

Lu Chenzhou said,

"Dad, why did you buy more? It would be fine to use them after I reach Third Rank."

Lu Guoping coughed,

"Aren't you planning to apply to Pingjiang Martial Arts University?"

"There's still half a year; I'll be fine."

"Using medicine still makes it safer... wasting some effects doesn't matter as long as you can get into the university. Don't always worry about money."

Lu Chenzhou was silent for a moment, then said,

"Thanks, Dad."

He was truly confident about getting into the university.

It wasn't just about saving money for the household.

But he understood the care behind his parents' actions. They probably felt they owed him, so when they saw hope, they gave him their best.

At any cost!

Lu Guoping said somewhat sheepishly,

"Work hard, son. In the past, your mom and I worried about too many things, wanting to buy a house and save money for your college and wedding. We couldn't bear to invest in Martial Arts.

Now we've come around. You are gold and will shine eventually; we'll first help make your path in Martial Arts smoother. Everything else can be figured out later."

Lu Chenzhou hugged his dad and said,

"Got it, Dad. Thank you."

"Go on with your practice; I won't keep you."

Lu Guoping felt relieved, as if a burden had been lifted.

He couldn't help humming a tune as he went off to exercise in the community park.

At forty, he didn't have much chance in Martial Arts, but practicing basic boxing to strengthen his fitness and restore his Qi-Blood was feasible with modern technology and medical care. Staving off serious illness, living to ninety wasn't a big problem—life was still long!

He wanted to see his son step by step reaching higher heights!

Martial Artist Lu Chenzhou!

He had even fantasized about his son's title: Beidou Saint Fist!

Who hasn't had their youthful fantasies?

...

Time flies, and a month rushed by.

February 1st.

Nighttime, at the Flying Swallow Martial Arts Hall.

Two figures battled in the training ground like dragons and tigers, their fist winds and kicks making their training clothes crackle in the air, with mist dispersing with the wind.

This was from the sweat evaporating quickly under body heat.

Martial Artist, Qi-Blood like a heating furnace, the sweat rising like wolf smoke, even more impressive!

Tiger Leaps Across the Gorge!

Lu Chenzhou, like a tiger, leapt up, his left leg knocking Du Men's attempted block aside, twisted at the waist, and fiercely kicked Du Men in the chest with a whipping kick. Even through the protective pad, Du Men felt his chest stifled, his Qi-Blood churning.

He staggered back more than a dozen steps before stabilizing.

Lu Chenzhou landed and asked with concern,

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Du Men laughed and patted his chest,

"Nothing serious, quite satisfying!"

"So, we're even this round?"

"Let's call it even! Junior brother, you're getting stronger."

"Senior brother flatters me, I'm heading home now."

"Alright... Oh, Junior brother, you're also planning to apply to Pingjiang Martial Arts University, right?"

"Yes, senior brother, together?"

"Um, I am determined to win! Junior brother, you need to hurry up. It's going to be tough for you to advance to Third Rank in four months; I have been stuck here for a full year. But seeing the speed of your progress, the problem doesn't seem too big..."

"I heard that this year, Pingjiang Martial Arts University has only 100 spots for special admissions in Su City, and there might already be several hundred applicants who meet the criteria. A selection mechanism will likely be in place, and they might add a practical test this year."

"What kind of practical test, senior brother? Do you know?"

"I'm not sure about that."

"Thanks, senior brother."

"You're welcome... We are from the same Martial Arts Academy, so let's strive to enter Pingjiang Martial Arts University together. We can look out for each other at school. I heard there are some hidden factions within the university, fostering an unhealthy atmosphere that's not conducive to unity."

On the way to the Martial Arts Room.

Lu Chenzhou's opinion of Du rose further.

After all, they were also competitors.

Over the past month, Lu Chenzhou had frequently sparred with Du, progressing from never winning to now being evenly matched most of the time.

Yet, his Qi-Blood was still at Second Rank.

Such achievements could not have been possible without the enhancement of his Martial Arts Realm.

On the Martial Arts Tree, characters appeared.

"Martial Art:"

"Black Tiger Fist: Mastery (13%) → Mastery (14%)"

...

"Cultivation Technique:"

"Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Pile: 2nd Acupoint (38%)"

Recently, with the aid of Martial Arts Supplements, his Black Tiger Fist smoothly entered the Mastery Realm. His Qi-Blood also increased from 1.46 to 1.53, a significant enhancement of 0.07. He was still 0.2 away from Third Rank, but with four months left, it seemed manageable.

Pingjiang Martial Arts University, secured!

The second change was that he had successfully opened the Middle Strike Acupoint. Lu Chenzhou looked at his right hand, undergoing a transformation invisible to his current sight.

So, he went to consult Ji Xuantong.

According to the Master, refining the Middle Strike Acupoint had three benefits:

Firstly, it could effectively prevent various minor ailments common among ordinary people, like stomach pain, tongue pain, and red-eye disease. Other acupoints targeted specific ailments too, so, opening ten to twenty acupoints could make one invulnerable to illness, even without becoming a Martial Artist!

Lu Chenzhou decided that, once he had the money, he would buy a few years' membership at the Martial Arts Academy for his parents, encouraging them to practise 'Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Pile' and open a few acupoints alongside 'Basic Boxing', which would be enough to significantly prolong their lives.

The first benefit was primarily aimed at ordinary people.

For someone at a breakthrough level like Lu Chenzhou, minor illnesses were rarely a concern.

He was interested in the latter two benefits.

One was enhancing Qi-Blood. When his progress at the Middle Strike Acupoint reached 99%, Lu Chenzhou specifically conducted a test. With all other variables constant, after successful cultivation, his Qi-Blood inexplicably strengthened by 0.03, and his body became much more robust.

Acupoints are the most precious secrets within the human body, akin to treasure troves containing mysterious power, which only requires certain methods to unlock.

Ancient people said the human body has thirty-six thousand gods, which aligns with this principle.

Some Martial Arts Grandmasters even boldly speculated that, if Martial Arts Cultivation reached a certain realm, each acupoint could contain 50 deities!

720 times 50 coincides with the number thirty-six thousand.

Of course, this is a hypothesis, somewhat exaggerated.

Martial Arts serve to stimulate human potential, breaking invisible shackles.

Where does this potential come from?

Acupoints!

Thus, breaking the Seven Great Limitations requires refining 720 acupoints; only by unleashing all potential can humans transcend the ordinary and attain divine powers!

This third function is extremely crucial.

To become a Martial Artist, most genuine Cultivation Techniques require opening the Middle Strike Acupoint. If this acupoint isn't cultivated, how can Innate Strength circulate, and how can one talk of Cultivation?

Lu Chenzhou finally understood what Ji Xuantong meant by:

"As long as you can open a few acupoints, this sixty thousand yuan is well worth it."

Therefore, the fees at the Martial Arts Academy are expensive but reasonably so.

If one can learn, it indeed is hugely profitable!

...

Stone Lake Garden, Block 3, Apartment 2802.

The humble home was still cozy.

Lately, his parents had something to look forward to.

No longer limited by home-buying, their perspective broadened, they started pursuing spiritual amusement.

Lu Guoping had taken annual leave, taking Li Xianghua on a trip, so only Lu Chenzhou was at home, with a new bottle of Qi Boosting One on his bedroom desk.

"Why buy again..."

Lu Chenzhou opened his smartphone and saw his mother's WeChat message.

"Son, don't worry about the money! Qi Boosting One was bought by your uncle. I told him it's not necessary, but he insisted on buying, so I had to accept it. Don't overthink it, your uncle has money. Just remember his kindness when you make it big."

Lu Chenzhou smiled wryly.

"Okay, Mom."

It seems the news of his advancement to Second Rank had also reached his uncle.

His parents couldn't help but show off.

Before his Martial Arts showed any promise, they used to flaunt his report cards daily.

"Lu Chenzhou: Thanks for the Martial Arts Supplement from uncle!"

"Uncle: I heard you reached Second Rank, my good nephew, keep training. If there is any trouble at home, just let me know. Your father is too timid to bother others."

Lu Chenzhou felt mixed emotions.

He quickly recovered and continued to practise Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Pile.

This time, refining the Shangyang Acupoint!