High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 20: Breathing Technique Introduction, Peak Level 3

Seeing the expectant expression on ngng’s face in the video, with her eyes fixed intently, it felt as if it was over a decade ago.

Su Mu’s expression softened, and he gave a sheepish smile.

"Yes, I was lucky enough to be promoted to a Third Level Martial Artist recently, and I encountered two benefactors. Your husband is now an official university instructor!"

Even though Jiang Miaomiao had so suspicions in her heart, hearing Su Mu personally confirm it brought another wave of emotions and feelings.

Third Level Martial Artist?!

An official Martial Arts University instructor?!

Pride and admiration were evident in her expression, and seeing ngng like this, a sense of happiness welled up in Su Mu’s heart, this mont’s excitent was even more intense than when he beca an instructor.

Sharing joy with family is sothing impossible to experience alone.

"Hubby, you’re amazing... and you’ve worked hard!"

"I’m actually doing fine."

"Also, hubby, why do I feel like you’ve beco a lot younger recently?"

Su Mu scratched his head a bit embarrassed, and Jiang Miaomiao chuckled. She hadn’t seen her husband make this gesture for a long ti; she rembered Su Mu during his student days would subconsciously do this when he was nervous.

"Oh right, I want to see your instructor ID card."

Su Mu quickly brought it over, holding it to his chest, Jiang Miaomiao’s almond eyes shimred with light, "It’s my first ti seeing a university teacher’s ID card, my husband is really amazing!"

"This good news, wait until you co ho and tell Xiaoyue yourself."

"Alright."

After the video ended, Su Mu happily indulged for quite a while.

That day, Su Mu’s cultivation state was excellent. At night, with deep breaths, the air transford into warm currents, circulating through his limbs, causing a slight fluctuation in his Qi and blood.

After three days, the second movent was successfully integrated!

At this mont, Su Mu tried alternating between the two movents, and after more than thirty cycles, he felt his organs burning with pain.

Compared to successfully integrating only one movent, he lasted twenty more cycles.

Just these few short minutes could match half an hour of previous cultivation.

"Only one last movent to go before mastering the Breathing Technique."

Five more days passed.

A long breath transford into a warm current within his body, and in one breath, Su Mu skillfully assud three cultivation postures, his entire body becoming comfortably warm within seconds.

At this point, Su Mu completed the integration of the 12th, 13th, and 14th movents, officially mastering the Breathing Technique.

Su Mu spent thirty-six days in total to reach this step.

Imdiately, Su Mu continued without stopping, and after integrating three movents, the Breathing Technique established an initial cycle, beginning with the cycle of the Breathing Technique.

The gateway to a new world opened, with each inhalation and exhalation giving life to the breath, cultivation speed increased once again, and there was even a subtle sound of wind circulating faintly within Su Mu’s body as he cultivated.

Su Mu took a hundred continuous breaths.

The increase in Qi and blood in this brief mont was likely equivalent to one or two hours of previous hard cultivation.

Not long ago, Qi and blood had just recovered to the Third Level High Stage. Originally, he estimated it would take several months to recover to the Third Level Peak. Now, after mastering the Breathing Technique, Su Mu is confident he can recover to the Peak of Third Stage within this month!

That night on the training ground, as Su Mu entered ditation, other club mbers awoke with surprise. They were puzzled and also heard the strange sounds Zhao ng had previously ntioned.

"It sounds like wind... or maybe breathing?"

"Tsk tsk, why is Senior Su’s breathing so strong?" soone marveled.

"It’s said that Martial Artists at the Peak of Third Level begin to encounter the Breathing Technique. A distinct sign of Fourth Level Martial Artists is mastering a Breathing Technique..."

The girl’s voice abruptly stopped, she covered her mouth with her hand, her expression indescribably shocked.

"No way, are you saying Senior Su is at least a Third Level Peak Martial Artist?"

"Is it possible?"

Su Mu was awakened from ditation, opening his eyes to see Zhao ng right in front of him, with an expression that suggested she wanted to say sothing.

"Is there sothing on my face?"

"Senior Su... never mind, it’s nothing."

Zhao ng’s mouth moved several tis, but in the end she didn’t ask, afraid that if she did, they might not be able to interact like they do now.

"Well, ask next ti then."

In the morning, Su Mu went to the classroom to study Introduction to Forging by himself, and in the afternoon and evening, he devoted himself entirely to cultivation, participating in ditation at night, starting a three-point routine.

Life was fulfilling, and Su Mu felt his Qi and blood increasing every day, a wonderful experience that was very captivating.

On this day, Professor Wang inquired about Su Mu’s recent situation.

"How’s your comprehension of the Breathing Technique going? Is everything smooth?"

Su Mu pondered how to respond. This scene didn’t seem strange to Professor Wang, as it had only been a little over a month. If there had been progress by now, it would have been unusual.

"It’s okay, take it step by step. How is the study of the general subjects going?" Professor Wang shifted the topic.

"Replying to Professor Wang, ’There’s a treasure house in books.’ Forging is a profound subject, and I’ve benefited greatly from it recently."

"There’s a treasure house in books indeed. What a great phrase!"

Professor Wang looked at Su Mu even more favorably. If he hadn’t known Su Mu was just a school security guard before, he would have thought Su Mu graduated from a top martial arts university.

"Good, keep up the effort."

"Professor Wang, I will work twice as hard."

Wang Shuheng nodded, having a tiny bit of expectation that Su Mu might master the Breathing Technique within a year, though he still found it unlikely.

After all, Su Mu’s talent was evident, and sotis effort alone couldn’t make up for it.

As for Su Mu’s plan, he aid to integrate ten movents within three months, stepping into the Minor Success Realm.

With a clear goal and total dedication, ti flies as swiftly as water slipping through one’s fingers. In the blink of an eye, May was already gone.

In June, the sumr cicadas sang ceaselessly in the locust trees, and the blazing sun scorched the sky.

Within the Cultivation Room, Su Mu’s Qi and Blood roiled within him.

Half an hour later.

He exhaled, his eyes shining brightly. Just now, his Qi and Blood had reached the Third Level Peak, and yesterday he had completed the integration of the eighth movent.

"Finally caught up."

"Today is the last day of double comprehension. Ti really flies."

After breaking through, Su Mu stabilized his Qi and Blood and quickly ended his cultivation. The school had announced this morning that an ergency eting would be held in the afternoon, and as a counselor, he had to attend.

"Recently, the Alien Race Battlefield... seems to be quite unstable."

In the eting room, dozens of students were busy setting up mineral water and arranging chairs, including Zhao ng, whose busy figure was evident. She had fought hard for this opportunity to earn credits.

However, even amidst such busyness, there were a few people on the central stage of the eting room who were chatting and laughing without working.

"The eting is about to start, everyone hurry up."

"Hey, you over there! Look at how crooked those water bottles and chairs are arranged, fix them properly!"

A female student pointed and commanded, causing annoyance among the crowd, but everyone held back for the sake of credits.

"What’s so great about Li Xue? She’s just flaunting her student council boyfriend. Ugly people really make more trouble," Xiao Yan muttered quietly.

"Exactly, what’s so great about her," Zhao ng expressed her dissatisfaction with much gusto.

"My dear ngng, for heaven’s sake, keep your voice down..."

Xiao Yan’s expression changed slightly, wanting to stop but it was too late, as Li Xue glared over with a dark face.

"Xiao Yan, Zhao ng, how dare you slack off? Don’t you want the credits?"

"If you don’t want them, get out right now."

Li Xue had no regard for classmates’ dignity, openly naming the two.

Zhao ng was furious and wanted to argue but was held back by Xiao Yan shaking her head.

Li Xue was petty. Offending her would an being blacklisted by this person till graduation, it wasn’t worth it.

At this mont, a figure pushed the door and entered, startling everyone. Only Zhao ng showed pleasure after a mont of surprise, waving over.

"Senior Su, over here, over here. Are you also here to earn credits?"

The newcor was Su Mu, who had arrived at the eting room early, as was his habit.

"Zhao ng, who is this handso guy?" Xiao Yan’s eyes lit up upon seeing the handso man.

"Sister Yan, he’s Senior Su from the Elixir dicine Academy, and a mber of our ditation Club I ntioned to you."

Li Xue also brightened when she saw Su Mu, thinking he looked quite handso, much more attractive than her boyfriend. But seeing his familiarity with Zhao ng made her face instantly gloomier.

"Hmph, Xiao Yan, Zhao ng, and whoever just ca in, all of you can get lost. There’s no credit for you today."

"Why?" Zhao ng couldn’t hold back any longer.

Just then, a figure wearing a ntor Robe entered the eting room. Everyone respectfully greeted, "Hello, Teacher Lin!"

Teacher Lin nodded slightly. Upon taking his seat, he noticed Su Mu.

"Teacher Su, you arrived quite early today, but you should put on your ntor Robe for the eting. Please go change it."

Instantly, a deathly silence fell over the eting room.

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