Proficiency: Cultivated 10 Million Times

Chapter 22 Intense Heat

“Yu, your breakthrough this time is really… unexpected.” After the shock, Sun Chengshan didn’t know what to say for a moment.

In less than a year, he had reached the fourth level of Body Tempering.

The world was too crazy, and the joys and sorrows between people were completely different.

Wang Yu didn’t mind and nodded. “I didn’t expect it either. I thought it would take ten more days or half a month more to break through.”

Sun Chengshan silently turned around and recalled the years of bitter cultivation. His eyes were filled with sadness.

Geniuses were like this. They cultivated within days.

“Master, I’m almost out of blood pork. When will the Nightsleepers’ Gathering be held again?” Wang Yu asked.

After trying the efficiency of this precious ingredient, it was boring to return to his original punching speed.

It just so happened that he received another share of the purple coal ore, so he wanted to get more precious ingredients with the money.

Sun Chengshan shook his head and said, “Usually, after the gathering has been held in an area, they won’t hold it again for at least half a year.

Our place is remote. Sometimes it’s normal to not see them for a year or two.”

His response disappointed Wang Yu.

“Then can you spare some time to spar with me for an hour or two every day?” Wang Yu immediately took a step back and applied for a sparring session.

“That’s not a problem. You’re currently at the fourth level of Body Tempering, so you can almost compete with me.” Sun Chengshan agreed very readily this time.

In his heart, he wanted to bully Wang Yu before he completely rose up.

With Wang Yu’s speed of growth in cultivation, it would be difficult for him to teach Wang Yu in the future.

“Thank you, Master.” Wang Yu did not know what Sun Chengshan was thinking.

Even if he knew, he wouldn’t care so much. After all, in his eyes, his master, Sun Chengshan, was also an awesome source of points.

“However, you can graduate with your current cultivation level, aren’t you going out to explore?” Sun Chengshan asked as usual.

Wang Yu thought for a moment and then shook his head. “I’m still very weak now, and there’s still room for improvement. I can stay in the dojo and become stronger safely. Why should I go out and take risks?”

Hearing this, Sun Chengshan did not know what to say.

Ji Fei was clearly talented, but he was very impetuous and did not listen to advice. In the end, he disappeared before he could master martial arts.

As for his junior disciple, Wang Yu, he was a martial arts genius. His personality was stable and obedient, but his weakness was that he was too obedient. He looked like he wanted to train until he was invincible before going out.

The two of them were at two extremes. It was no wonder that these two disciples did not interact much at the dojo.

They could not possibly get along at all.

“Suit yourself,” Sun said, shaking his head. He left the inner room with his hands behind his back.

He was going to check on the other disciples’ martial arts practice and also patrol the mine.

It was his daily routine.

December, Year 772 of the Blue Star Calendar.

Broken Star No. 5 did not have a temperate climate with four distinct seasons.

The temperature here was unpredictable. For the time being, humans had yet to figure out a pattern.

He only knew that the climate here was affected by other celestial bodies outside the planet and was also closely related to the quality of the star veins in the core.

In the last month of the year, intense heat came instead.

On the surface of the Silver Belt Sea, waves of heat rolled over from nowhere, covering more than 30 islands of various sizes, including Island 732.

The temperature rose rapidly in a few days and the residents of the island town complained.

Even the disciples who had just entered the dojo could not withstand the heat and reduced the intensity of their daily training to prevent their bodies from being unable to withstand it or accidentally dehydrating.

Even with Wang Yu’s strong physique, he still felt uncomfortable under this high temperature.

“I’m afraid it’s above 40 degrees.” Wang Yu was bare-chested in the inner courtyard. He felt that even breathing in the air could make his lungs burn.

“Junior Brother, I think we should forget about today’s sparring session,” Song Hezheng quickly suggested.

However, Wang Yu rejected him mercilessly.

“That won’t do. Senior Brother, if you don’t cultivate for a day, it’ll be like sailing against the current. If you don’t advance, you’ll fall behind.”

Song was beginning to sweat.

It would be fine if it was a sparring session between ordinary disciples.

However, when practicing with Wang Yu, he always had to focus and go all out.

It was as if he was really experiencing a life-and-death battle. Usually, after training, he would be physically and mentally exhausted. Occasionally, he would even have some bruises on his body.

Once or twice was fine, but in the long run, Song Hezheng would not be able to take it.

Not only him, but even Sun Chengshan also could not withstand Wang Yu’s bombardment. He hid at the mine from time to time and threw Song Hezheng to practice with Wang Yu.

Song Hezheng was still trying to survive, but Wang Yu had already taken a stance. “Senior Brother, be careful!”

With a shout, Wang Yu exerted strength in his hind legs and rushed towards Song Hezheng.

A hot wind gusted on his trouser. He kicked out first.

Bang!

Song hurriedly raised his arm to block, and a force with an internal spin followed Wang Yu’s leg and slapped his arm.

Immediately, a wave of pain and numbness appeared, making him feel that his Junior Brother seemed to have become stronger in just a few days.

Song gathered their strength and punched back with their right fists.

With a tap of his toes, Wang Yu gracefully retreated into the air, avoiding Song Hezheng’s attack.

He was using the Zu Clan’s Wind Chasing Foot.

Although it was the first leg technique he had cultivated so his proficiency did not increase so quickly, he had already reached the second level of the cultivation technique yesterday.

It was already enough to be used in an actual combat.

After all, although he had only cultivated his leg technique to the second level, his physical strength was at the fourth level of Body Tempering

As a result, the power of his leg technique was much stronger than that of other martial artists who had practiced the Zu Clan’s Wind Chasing Kick to the second level alone. It was the kind that could crush their cultivation.

Song didn’t want to stop there. He ran after her.

The fourth level of Shadowless Fist struck out, instantly turning into a bunch of black shadows.

Seeing this, Wang Yu was delighted. He also circulated the fourth level of the Shadowless Fist and countered Song Hezheng’s moves.

For a moment, there were many shadows if their fists between the two of them. In the blink of an eye, they had over 10 exchanges.

“Good, good, good. Looks like Senior Brother’s cultivation has also improved during this period of time. This Shadowless Fist is really powerful.” Wang Yu grinned.

Even if it was just daily training, as both of them were going all out, he could still fight until his blood boiled.

Only such practices were meaningful to him and could maximize the increase in proficiency.

If Song went easy on Wang Yu and did not use his full strength, his proficiency would be greatly reduced. It would not even be as fast as him forging iron stakes.

While Wang Yu was fighting excitedly, Song Hezheng was secretly complaining.

He had indeed comprehended and improved on the Shadowless Fist recently, but when facing this junior brother in front of him, he felt even more powerless.

It couldn’t be helped. After this period of hard work, the few martial arts that Wang Yu cultivated were already quite effective.

At this moment, it greatly increased Wang Yu’s combat strength.

THUD!

Wang Yu suddenly threw a straight punch. The sudden force hit Song He’s palm, causing him to stagger two steps back as if he had been electrocuted.

As Wang Yu stepped forward, Song Hezheng was enduring the discomfort in his arm. He gritted his teeth and counterattacked, but was blocked by Wang Yu’s soft palm technique. The force on his fist was reduced by more than half.

Wang Yu reached out and grabbed Song Hezheng’s wrist, taking the opportunity to exert force.

Song lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.