Chapter 48: Fist Momentum

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A group of young people gathered together, discussing nothing but women and various matters of state.

From their mouths, Lin Zheyu obtained a significant amount of the latest news regarding the rebel armies.

"I heard from my father that Brother Lin has not yet married?"

Xu Qinyi suddenly shifted the topic to Lin Zheyu, causing him to freeze for a moment.

"Uh, well..."

"Marriage is a matter of parental command and matchmakers' words. Since my parents and kin are no longer around, I have no heart to think about marriage."

Lin Zheyu continued to use his predecessor's lack of family as an excuse.

He didn't want to marry so early and walk into the grave of matrimony.

The Hundred Flowers Pavilion was far too much fun!

He wondered what had become of his predecessor's parents and kin; after being robbed by bandits back then, he wondered if they had even escaped with their lives.

"Haha, I was just asking."

"I have a few cousins who are extremely lovely. I can introduce them to Brother Lin when the time comes."

"There's no rush to marry. Get to know them first; if true feelings develop, then you can consider the matter of marriage," Xu Qinyi said with a smile.

His father, Xu Jingwu, had mentioned this as well; Xu Qinyi had come specifically for this purpose.

To see what kind of appearance and character Lin Zheyu possessed.

Having met him today, his impression was quite good.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. None of the Xu family girls are as beautiful as my Ren family girls."

"My sister is a famous beauty in Songyi City. How about I introduce my sister to you instead!" Ren Qingfeng also joined in with interest.

"Your sister is...?" Lin Zheyu asked curiously.

"My sister's name is Ren Qingying, a famous beauty in Songyi City. Many young masters have coveted her for a long time, but she looks down on them all," Ren Qingfeng said proudly.

With such a beautiful elder sister, he gained immense face whenever he went out.

Those young masters who wanted to pursue Ren Qingying would go out of their way to please him, hoping to curry favor with their potential brother-in-law.

"Get lost! This is someone my father has set his sights on. Don't try to steal him away."

"Brother Lin, don't mind these two."

"In a while, there will be a banquet at the Xu Manor. I will invite you to attend then. I hope you can come and grace us with your presence."

Xu Qinyi glared at Ren Qingfeng and extended an invitation to Lin Zheyu.

"Certainly, certainly!"

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He chatted with them until evening before leaving.

Jia Yanyong and the others had already returned, and Lin Zheyu went back to his own courtyard.

"This Xu Qinyi... he must have been specifically sent by Sect Leader Xu to win me over, right?"

Lin Zheyu had finally realized the subtext.

There were no such coincidences in this world; he came to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, Xu Qinyi happened to be there, and he just happened to spot him.

"Sect Leader Xu treats me well. It's no problem to do what I can for him, but marrying so early? Forget it."

Lin Zheyu muttered softly to himself.

Unless he truly encountered a woman who made his heart skip a beat, he had no intention of marrying.

However, as the years passed, he hadn't experienced that feeling of a racing heart in over a decade.

"Martial arts, martial arts. Why think so much?"

"The effects of cultivating Qi and Blood are indeed astonishing. Using Qi and Blood to temper my bones, the efficiency of my Bull Fierce Fist training is getting higher and higher, and my progress is getting faster."

Lin Zheyu looked at the data in his consciousness and spoke inwardly.

Recently, he had spent all his time improving his Bull Fierce Fist, and the progress was gratifying.

Returning to his courtyard, Lin Zheyu took off his outer coat and began practicing his fist techniques.

The sound of fists striking wooden posts echoed through the courtyard.

As his strength grew, the wooden posts in the courtyard had been replaced several times. The latest batch was made of hard Iron Birch wood.

The Iron Birch posts were as hard as iron; no matter how much strength Lin Zheyu exerted, he could no longer shatter them.

Such posts were extremely expensive, but he hadn't spent a dime; Sect Leader Xu had sent them.

Lin Zheyu continuously launched attacks against the post, combining the Bull Fierce Fist with the Golden Goose Skill.

The power of his Qi and Blood poured into his arms, causing his arm muscles to bulge and his veins to protrude.

As his fists slammed into the post, the power of his Qi and Blood vibrated, accelerating the tempering of his arm muscles, membranes, and bones.

With his current level in the Qi and Blood Realm, returning to practice other martial arts was much more efficient, with speeds more than three or four times faster than before.

Under the bright moonlight, Lin Zheyu was drenched in sweat.

He stomped his foot suddenly, his leg muscles exerting sudden force.

The power from his legs was transmitted to his arms through his waist as a pivot; immediately following, his upper body tilted slightly, and his fists, carrying immense power, surged forward like two bull horns.

Bull Collision!

A savage, powerful, and invincible aura rose from his body.

After the initial strike, Lin Zheyu did not stop, launching a continuous barrage of punches.

The aura surrounding him grew stronger and stronger.

A faint aura containing the essence of "Savage" and "Wildness" hovered around him, extremely subtle.

If an unsteadfast person were present and saw such an aura, they would be so intimidated that they wouldn't be able to exert even half of their strength.

This essence was what Lin Zheyu had felt while practicing his fist techniques previously—the hidden intent within the style.

Through his hard training and contemplation over these past few days, he had finally grasped a sliver of "Fist Momentum."

This was something he had not felt in the Golden Goose Skill.

The creator of the Bull Fierce Fist had integrated "Momentum" into the technique. Only those with sufficiently high comprehension could perceive it while practicing.

And only those who grasped this momentum could train the Bull Fierce Fist to the level of Perfection.

This was why Liang Song had said that the Bull Fierce Fist was easy to learn but difficult to master.

Because most people were unable to perceive the momentum within it.

After practicing for an hour, Lin Zheyu stopped.

He had developed the habit of practicing his fist techniques for an hour every night before bed.

At first, he would be too excited to sleep after practicing and would get up to practice for another hour, only falling asleep from exhaustion.

Now, that was no longer the case; he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

"Bull Fierce Fist, Bull Fierce Fist... Savage, wild, and unstoppable..."

Sitting by the stone table and gazing at the sky, Lin Zheyu pondered the sliver of momentum he had just realized.

This was his first time encountering "Momentum."

Master Liang had said that Momentum is the embryonic form of "Intent," and Intent is the foundation of a powerful Transformation Strength martial artist.

To break through the Marrow Tempering stage and enter the Transformation Strength stage, one must comprehend a form of Intent.

If he could grasp the momentum within the Bull Fierce Fist, his future promotion to Transformation Strength would be much easier.

Lin Zheyu pondered late into the night but could not derive anything more.

He stopped thinking, took a bath, and went to sleep.

Martial arts could not be rushed, especially the comprehension of momentum.

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The next morning, Lin Zheyu was woken early by the sound of firecrackers.

Pushing open the window, the sky outside was dim and a cold wind whistled.

In the nearby residential houses, candlelight flickered everywhere, and the sound of firecrackers rose from all sides as people burned incense to worship the gods.

Children had also woken up early, chasing and playing around.

"Oh, today is the Little New Year!"

"In the blink of an eye, I've been in this world for over four months. Time really flies."

Lin Zheyu suddenly remembered that today was the Little New Year in this world.

During the Little New Year in Songyi City, every household would wake up early to slaughter pigs, chickens, and ducks to worship the Kitchen God.

This year's Little New Year felt somewhat somber.

The adults' faces were filled with sorrow; only the innocent children could play and joke without a care in the world.

He wondered how Senior Brother Han Mo was doing outside the city and if he could make it back for the New Year.

Since he was awake, Lin Zheyu did not linger in bed.

With his strength, he could go several days without sleep without any issue.

He got up, washed, and went to the courtyard to continue his training.

The essence of martial arts lies in perseverance.

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