Lin Feng stopped in his tracks.
He set the Meteor Hammer and Wolf Tooth Club in his hands on the ground.
Puzzled, he turned around and saw the One-armed Elder.
"Senior, is something the matter?" Lin Feng asked respectfully.
The One-armed Elder came closer and said in a low voice, "Your Iron Shirt hasn't even reached Minor Success, yet you're rushing ahead and using a Meteor Hammer and Wolf Tooth Club to train."
"Do you know what the consequences could be?!"
At that, Lin Feng froze.
Not even Minor Success? He'd already reached Great Success!
Before Lin Feng could say anything, the One-armed Elder continued, "The Wolf Tooth Club and Meteor Hammer were both made from Mysterious Iron by the Demon Suppression Division!"
"If their users apply enough force, they can even punch straight through the bodies of First-Order and Second-Order Demons!"
"You're only at Body Tempering Fourth Level, and you're using them to hammer yourself? You're practically playing with your life! Your body won't be able to take it!"
The One-armed Elder shook his head, his expression full of regret.
He'd thought highly of Lin Feng, a newcomer, and believed he had great potential.
In the future, perhaps he could even become a Captain.
But today, while training Iron Shirt, he'd been so recklessly impatient.
A Martial Artist who didn't understand the need to progress step by step would one day be killed by his own impatience!
The One-armed Elder already regretted saying so much. In his view, talent was certainly important, but one's temperament mattered even more.
As far as Lin Feng was concerned, his temperament was already looking poor. He was too rash and likely to get himself into trouble!
This was only training in martial arts. What would happen if he acted this recklessly while hunting demons in the future?
The One-armed Elder mulled it over for a moment, then was just about to reprimand him.
But Lin Feng said in a low voice, "Senior, I've already reached Great Success in Iron Shirt. No matter what, the Wolf Tooth Club and Meteor Hammer can't hurt me."
The One-armed Elder said, "You have a gift for Archery. You should be honing that skill, yet you chose body cultivation. It's simply... What? What did you say? Great Success in Iron Shirt?!"
At first, the One-armed Elder had looked stern, as though he meant to steer Lin Feng back onto the right path.
But when he heard Lin Feng's words, he broke off mid-sentence!
For a moment, astonishment spread across the One-armed Elder's face.
What a joke. Great Success in Iron Shirt? How could that be possible!
It had only been two hours. Even reaching Minor Success in Iron Shirt was impossible, let alone Great Success.
"Brat, I've trained in Iron Shirt myself. Do you think I don't know how difficult it is?"
The One-armed Elder's face flushed slightly. He felt as though Lin Feng had made a fool of him.
Just then, Lin Feng took a greatsword from the Weapon Rack.
With a swish, he swung it hard at his right arm.
Clang!!
The resounding blow rang across the entire Training Ground.
The sound was sharp, its echoes lingering in the air. It was as if the blade hadn't struck a man's arm at all, but a chunk of Mysterious Iron.
The ringing continued for a while before finally fading.
The One-armed Elder's expression tightened.
That blow hadn't hurt him?!
Looking closely, he saw that Lin Feng's skin hadn't even been cut.
The greatsword on the Weapon Rack was specially made, sharp enough to shave hair.
Yet Lin Feng had just struck his arm with it, and hadn't even broken the skin.
Such defensive power wasn't something an ordinary Body Tempering Martial Artist could possess.
"Thank you for your concern, Senior. I've reached Great Success in Iron Shirt. I'm not afraid of the Meteor Hammer's attacks in the Iron Bone Realm," Lin Feng said in a low voice.
The One-armed Elder didn't respond immediately.
Even now, he still couldn't believe it.
He was a powerful fighter, one of the top experts in the Wancheng Demon Suppression Division. Even the Captains couldn't measure up to him.
So a mere First-Grade Martial Art like Iron Shirt was nothing special to him, even at Great Success.
But Lin Feng was only at Body Tempering Fourth Level!
That was an utterly weak realm. The One-armed Elder could kill him with one arm.
And yet, in two hours, he'd trained Iron Shirt to Minor Success? No, not Minor Success—he claimed he'd reached Great Success!
The One-armed Elder took a deep breath. Scenes of his own youth, training in Iron Shirt, flashed through his mind.
Those days had been brutal. Time and again, he'd kept training even as he coughed up blood.
In the end, it had taken him two whole months to reach Minor Success.
And in the Demon Suppression Division, that was already considered a genius. Back then, even a figure at the level of Captain had taken an interest in him.
"You say you've trained Iron Shirt to Great Success?"
The One-armed Elder suddenly said, "Come here. Let me take a look."
Lin Feng walked over.
He'd just struck his arm with a blade, and hadn't even broken the skin.
No matter how disbelieving he was, the One-armed Elder knew that this wasn't the sort of defense a Body Tempering Fourth Level Martial Artist could possess.
But...
The Iron Bone Realm was an entirely different level!
In his youth, the One-armed Elder had spent a full six months mastering it.
The One-armed Elder reached out, took hold of Lin Feng's arm, and said in a low voice, "Use Iron Shirt. I'll test it with True Qi!"
Lin Feng nodded and activated Iron Shirt at once.
In an instant, he gained the powerful defenses of Copper Skin and Iron Bones.
The One-armed Elder said nothing. A wisp of True Qi flowed from his arm.
The True Qi turned into a swordlike blade, pierced Lin Feng's skin, and struck straight at his bone marrow.
A moment later, there was a clang.
The One-armed Elder's True Qi dissipated, unable to pierce Lin Feng's arm bone.
With his strength, he could have killed Lin Feng with a single finger, even without using True Qi.
But his main purpose was to test whether Lin Feng had reached the Iron Bone Realm.
An incredulous look appeared on the One-armed Elder's face!
He really had reached Great Success in Iron Shirt, the Iron Bone Realm?!
Almost at once, a thought rose in the One-armed Elder's mind.
This man wasn't just a genius at Archery.
He was a genius at body cultivation, too!!
He'd trained Iron Shirt to Great Success in two hours.
Even with the One-armed Elder's strength, he'd never seen the like in all his years in Wancheng City!
Even in a County City teeming with geniuses, you'd be hard-pressed to find more than a few like him...
The One-armed Elder looked at Lin Feng with a complicated expression.
"You really did master it."
"Great Success in Iron Shirt in two hours..."
Along with his shock, he felt a touch of bitterness.
After all, he'd once been young, too, and had trained in Iron Shirt. Back then, it had taken him eight months in total to reach Great Success.
Lin Feng had done it in two months. The gap between them was as vast as heaven and earth.
And just then.
Lin Feng's heart stirred.
He paid no mind to the One-armed Elder's complicated feelings.
Instead, he noticed a change in his Status Panel.
Just now, when the One-armed Elder's wisp of True Qi had passed through his skin and struck his arm bone,
his proficiency had increased by a full 20 points?!
Iron Shirt was already at lv3. To reach lv4, he needed 10,000 proficiency points.
Each strike from the Meteor Hammer only gave him 5 points of proficiency. Even if he added the Wolf Tooth Club, swinging both at once,
it would still take a long time to level up.
Besides, Lin Feng wasn't a machine. He would get tired, too.
Now, a mere wisp of True Qi from the One-armed Elder could raise his Iron Shirt proficiency by 20 points.
And that was without him even exerting himself.
In an instant, an idea took shape in Lin Feng's mind.
If he got the One-armed Elder to strike him with True Qi, wouldn't he be able to level up in no time?
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