Divine-level Base Chapter 12: Imparting

With a face full of excitent, Ma Jin’s voice was impassioned. "We Spiritual Spear Masters are the most powerful beings in the world."

Shu Feng chid 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 sothing 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! Rember, 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, aid at the bullseye ten ters 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 co 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 ng at the Martial Arts Dojo. Good luck!"

「North Spirit Street Martial Arts Dojo.」

"Sister You ng, 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 ng. 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 ng’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 ng.

You ng barked, "Today, I’m teaching you throwing techniques! Co on, attack !"

Shu Feng glanced at You ng’s full, sexy figure and swallowed hard. "Sister You ng, are you sure?"

You ng replied, "Don’t worry. In the Martial Dao, there is no distinction between n and won. 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 ng’s chest.

THUD!

You ng 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 imdiately spread from there through his limbs.

You ng’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 thod 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 ng? 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 ng’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 ng’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 ng’s voice imdiately 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 ng said, "I’ll be in Lei Jiang City for the next two months. If nothing else cos up, you are to co here for my training every Saturday and Sunday afternoon."

An idea suddenly struck Shu Feng. "Yes! Sis— I an, Sister You ng!"

You ng said, "Go ho."

Shu Feng then turned, left the Martial Arts Dojo, and went ho.

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 mont the pill entered his stomach, it dissolved into a clear stream of Spiritual Power that flowed throughout his body.

Shu Feng imdiately 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 mont he entered the mysterious Base Space, a line of information appeared on the Central Analyzer.

Shu Feng’s eyes lit up with excitent. ’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 beco a Spirit Warrior!’

Shu Feng’s eyes dimd 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 co by.

Shu Feng drifted off to sleep. ’I have to figure out a way to make money.’