With a face full of excitement, Ma Jin's voice was impassioned. "We Spiritual Spear Masters are the most powerful beings in the world."
Shu Feng chimed in, "Spiritual Spear Masters are the strongest!"
Ma Jin said, "The Black Crow has powerful recoil. Which form of the Thirteen Forms Body Forging Technique have you reached?"
Shu Feng replied, "The first form!"
Ma Jin instructed him, "A strong body is also crucial for a Spiritual Spear Master. While the Thirteen Forms Body Forging Technique is something the Spirit Warriors use, it's an excellent technique. You must train it diligently."
Ma Jin said in a serious tone, "Grip the gun with both hands, line up your sights, aim for the bullseye, and then fire! Remember, don't panic. In a real fight, staying calm is what's most important."
Shu Feng gave a slight nod, gripped the Black Crow with both hands, aimed at the bullseye ten meters away, and squeezed the trigger.
BANG!
A loud gunshot rang out. A powerful recoil kicked back from the Black Crow, nearly tearing the gun from Shu Feng's grasp.
The muzzle jumped high into the air, and the bullet, naturally, missed the bullseye by a mile.
Ma Jin shook his head. "I knew it. It's still too early for you to be learning the Spear Technique. Your physical conditioning is lacking, and trying to practice it will do more harm than good. Ah Feng, go and practice the Thirteen Forms Body Forging Technique until you've mastered the third form. Then you can come back to the Spear Technique."
Shu Feng gritted his teeth and nodded slightly. "Yes!"
The Spiritual Ability Shu Feng had awakened wasn't one that enhanced his physical attributes. He was well aware that his physique was average, not even on par with a typical adult, so he didn't feel any resistance to the idea.
The Black Crow's power was far greater than that of an ordinary pistol, and its recoil was proportionally stronger. Shu Feng was not yet able to handle such a powerful firearm.
Ma Jin then taught Shu Feng how to disassemble and maintain the Black Crow, as well as the various safety rules and prohibitions regarding the use of such weapons.
A flicker of pity crossed Ma Jin's eyes. He patted Shu Feng's shoulder and said, "All right, that's it for today's lesson. Go find You Meng at the Martial Arts Dojo. Good luck!"
「North Spirit Street Martial Arts Dojo.」
"Sister You Meng, I'm here!"
As Shu Feng stepped into the spacious and brightly lit North Spirit Street Martial Arts Dojo, his eyes widened. Standing before him was You Meng. She was a stunning beauty, dressed in a white martial arts uniform with her hair tied back in a single ponytail. Barefoot, she was sexy and beautiful, yet also possessed a heroic, commanding presence—the powerful aura of a dominant older woman.
You Meng's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "Shoes off. Go to the changing room and get changed!"
"Yes!"
Shu Feng took off his shoes, went into the changing room to change into a white martial arts uniform, and then returned to stand before You Meng.
You Meng barked, "Today, I'm teaching you throwing techniques! Come on, attack me!"
Shu Feng glanced at You Meng's full, sexy figure and swallowed hard. "Sister You Meng, are you sure?"
You Meng replied, "Don't worry. In the Martial Dao, there is no distinction between men and women. In a real fight, no one is going to hold back just because of your gender."
"Yes!"
Shu Feng's expression turned serious. He shot forward and threw a punch straight at the center of You Meng's chest.
THUD!
You Meng darted forward, grabbed Shu Feng by his uniform, swept his feet out from under him, and threw him hard to the ground.
"Ow, that hurts!"
Shu Feng felt a sharp pain in his back, and a wave of agony immediately spread from there through his limbs.
You Meng's shapely eyebrows shot up, and she looked like a beautiful demoness as she snapped, "Get up! Your form is pathetic. I'm now going to teach you a basic Body Technique—the method for countering when you're grabbed for a throw!"
"Yes!"
Gritting his teeth, Shu Feng fought back the dizziness and struggled to his feet.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
How could a complete rookie like Shu Feng be a match for You Meng? She grabbed him and threw him around again and again, leaving his entire body wracked with pain, as if his bones were about to break.
However, under You Meng's demonic and cruel training, Shu Feng still managed to grasp the basic Body Technique.
"All right, that's enough basic Body Technique training for today."
Hearing You Meng's voice, Shu Feng felt a wave of relief wash over him, as if he'd been granted a pardon, and he let out a long sigh.
"Now, start practicing the Thirteen Forms Body Forging Technique!"
You Meng's voice immediately followed. Gritting his teeth, Shu Feng began to circulate his Spiritual Power and practice the Thirteen Forms Body Forging Technique.
Shu Feng's body had been sore and aching all over, but as he practiced the first form of the Thirteen Forms Body Forging Technique, his Spiritual Power began to circulate. Warm currents flowed from all parts of his body, making it feel more supple and flexible.
'This feels amazing!'
After completing one cycle of the technique, Shu Feng's Spirit felt a little drained, but his entire body was filled with a pleasant, comfortable sensation.
You Meng said, "I'll be in Lei Jiang City for the next two months. If nothing else comes up, you are to come here for my training every Saturday and Sunday afternoon."
An idea suddenly struck Shu Feng. "Yes! Sis— I mean, Sister You Meng!"
You Meng said, "Go home."
Shu Feng then turned, left the Martial Arts Dojo, and went home.
After dinner, Shu Feng went back to his bedroom, locked the door, and sat on his bed. He took out the small black box and opened it. Inside lay a single black pill.
'So this is the Basic Spirit Cultivation Pill. It costs 100,000 and one Contribution Point in the store. I wonder what effect it'll have.'
Shu Feng picked up the Basic Spirit Cultivation Pill, swallowed it in one gulp, and then began to circulate the Spirit Cultivation Technique 2.0. The moment the pill entered his stomach, it dissolved into a clear stream of Spiritual Power that flowed throughout his body.
Shu Feng immediately felt a mysterious ripple emanate from his body, drawing in even more Spiritual Power Particles and anchoring them within him.
An hour later, Shu Feng stopped his cultivation and opened his eyes.
'My Spiritual Power feels like it's improved by a huge amount! I should go check exactly how much progress I've made.'
With a thought, Shu Feng entered the Base Space to run a test.
Spiritual Power: 1.4453. Spiritual Power increase: 0.4000.
The moment he entered the mysterious Base Space, a line of information appeared on the Central Analyzer.
Shu Feng's eyes lit up with excitement. 'A 0.4 increase in Spiritual Power! If I can increase it by 0.4 every day, then in just one year, I'll have 100 points of Spiritual Power and can officially advance to become a Spirit Warrior!'
Shu Feng's eyes dimmed slightly. 'But a single Basic Spirit Cultivation Pill costs 100,000 and 1 Contribution Point. To take one every day for a year would cost 36,500,000 and 365 Contribution Points! That's just too difficult!'
For the current Shu Feng, one million was already a huge sum, to say nothing of 36.5 million. As for the Contribution Points, those were even more difficult to come by.
Shu Feng drifted off to sleep. 'I have to figure out a way to make money.'