That day.
Lu Chenzhou was practicing punches on the training ground when a male student suddenly ran over. It was Liu Quanhai. He was not close with him and did not remember him very clearly.
"Student Lu, may I ask you a few questions?"
"Go ahead."
"I'm also at the threshold between minor accomplishment and major accomplishment in the Black Tiger Fist, but I always feel like something is missing. You just broke through, so I thought you might have some experience."
"My experience might not necessarily apply to you. Just use it as a reference."
Lu Chenzhou shared with him the insights he had summarized from breaking through to major accomplishment. They were classmates, after all; helping each other was only right. Liu Huan had helped him a great deal.
In Liu Huan's words:
"Everyone who walks out of this school is a connection ordinary people dream of having, because any one of them could become a Martial Artist!"
Lu Chenzhou thought it made sense.
Being kind to others and maintaining good relationships could never be wrong. Even if you truly were heaven's favored child and belonged to a different world from ordinary people, there was no need to wear a sour face.
After listening, Liu Quanhai nodded repeatedly.
He was now completely convinced by Lu Chenzhou. Without truly practicing solidly all the way to major accomplishment, it would have been impossible to speak such profound insights.
"Thank you, classmate!"
After thanking him again and again, he went off to train.
"Then I wish you an early breakthrough into the Fourth Stage."
Lu Chenzhou offered his own blessing as well. He could feel that as his talent and strength revealed themselves, the people around him had visibly become more polite and friendly.
That night, at nine o'clock.
"Phew..."