The next day, just as dawn was breaking.
Lin Yu (number two) had already gotten up.
He pushed open the door and took a deep breath of the morning breeze, which carried the fresh scent of grass and trees.
"Sigh, what a twisted sense of humor this master has! He won't give me any cultivation points at all, forcing me to get up early every day to cultivate like I did when I was a kid."
Lin Yu sighed. Although he complained, his dedication to cultivation was already ingrained in his very being.
Upon arriving in the courtyard, he did not display any advanced techniques, but naturally assumed a stance and began practicing the most basic fist and foot skills.
While cultivation techniques may not be effective, basic physical fitness methods are still useful.
The movements are simple and unadorned, consisting of nothing more than kicking and punching.
But every movement was precise and accurate, not fast, yet it carried a unique rhythm.
It seems to be one with nature, giving a sense of perfect harmony.
This was a habit the original body developed when it was young, and even though it was an avatar, it still retained the memory.
Starting over now is both a form of training and a chance to relive the experience.
"Whoosh! Hah!" The soft breathing sounds and the whistling of fists and feet echoed clearly in the quiet morning courtyard.
Not long after, the door to the next room opened with a soft click.
Guo Jing emerged dressed in a short, fitted outfit. His daily practice of rising with the rooster's crow was an unwavering habit.
Hearing the commotion in the courtyard, he was somewhat surprised. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw Lin Yu practicing his boxing routine meticulously in the open space of the courtyard.
Guo Jing glanced at the fist technique a few times, his thick eyebrows slightly raised.
The moves are the most common basic fist and foot techniques found in the martial arts world.
But when Lin Yu typed it, there was something indescribable about it.
"Brother Lin, are you practicing martial arts?" Guo Jing stepped forward and couldn't help but ask.
He remembered Lin Yu's account of his experience last night, but the way Lin Yu practiced martial arts, especially his calm and focused demeanor, and the way he resonated with his surroundings, were truly impressive.
This is something that ordinary farmers or herb gatherers could never possess.
Lin Yu finished his movement, slowly exhaling a breath of stale air, his breathing even and long, his expression unchanged.
He turned to look at Guo Jing and nodded. "Yes, now that you've entered the martial world, you can't do without the skills to make a living."
"Seeing Brother Guo's dashing figure last night filled me with admiration, so I got up early to stretch my muscles and bones. I hope Brother Guo will forgive my poor appearance."
Guo Jing quickly waved his hand, "Not at all, practicing martial arts to strengthen the body is a good thing."
He hesitated for a moment, scratched his head, and looked at someone with a simple and somewhat embarrassed expression, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.
"What's wrong? Brother Guo, please speak freely." Lin Yu wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead and asked with a smile.
Guo Jing was straightforward, and seeing that Lin Yu had taken the initiative to ask, he no longer concealed anything and sincerely said, "Brother Lin, I... I'll speak frankly, please don't mind."
"Judging from your physical condition, it seems you haven't been training since childhood? You're only starting to formally learn martial arts at your age, so your physique may already be somewhat set. If you want to reach a higher level, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will be much more difficult for you than for others, and you'll find it hard to achieve great success."
He spoke somewhat haltingly, clearly afraid of hurting Lin Yu's pride, but the pure regret and goodwill in his eyes could not be concealed.
He was exposed to martial arts from a young age and was a model of diligence and hard work, deeply understanding the importance of foundation and age for a martial artist.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yu was not annoyed at all; instead, a smile flickered in his eyes.
"Brother Guo is right. I did indeed start learning quite late, but it's just something I enjoy, something that keeps me healthy and gives me peace of mind."
He paused, then said seemingly casually, "However, I seem to have a decent memory for variations in moves since childhood, so I learn them quite quickly."
"Oh?" Guo Jing's eyes lit up. He naturally admired diligent learners, and upon hearing Lin Yu's words, he immediately became interested.
"Brother Lin has a great memory? Then let me demonstrate a few moves for you to try and learn?"
"Then I'll have to trouble Brother Guo to give me some pointers." Lin Yu readily agreed.
Guo Jing immediately assumed a fighting stance, first performing a set of Yue Maiden Sword Technique taught by the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan.
He executed this sword technique barehanded, with swift movements and a blend of feints and real attacks.
During the demonstration, Guo Jing kept glancing at Lin Yu out of the corner of his eye.
He deliberately slowed down so that Lin Yu could see him clearly.
Lin Yu stood to the side, his eyes following Guo Jing's every move.
After Guo Jing finished his attack, he looked at Lin Yu and said, "Brother Lin, did you see it clearly? Why don't you give it a try?"
Lin Yu nodded and walked to the center of the field.
He hesitated for a moment, looking as if he were recalling something, and then he began to move.
At first, his movements were a bit clumsy, but they quickly became smooth, and he perfectly reproduced the moves that Guo Jing had just demonstrated.
Not only is the physical resemblance accurate, but even the subtle transitions and force control that Guo Jing brought out due to his personal habits during practice are imitated perfectly.
Guo Jing's eyes widened, his face filled with astonishment.
In today's martial arts world, no one can become famous with this sword technique.
This shows just how difficult this sword technique is to master.
Most people would be considered good if they could remember 20-30% of what they read after seeing it once, but Lin Yu's memory was almost photographic.
"This... Brother Lin has a good memory!" Guo Jing couldn't help but praise.
"Again!" he then added, sounding somewhat unwilling to admit defeat.
He then demonstrated an even more complex one.
Lin Yu still only read it once.
This time he paused for a moment longer in his recollection, and then practiced again.
It was exactly the same as before, and it was typed out without a single mistake.
In the end, Guo Jing was forced to perform the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, but Lin Yu still managed to learn it.
Guo Jing was truly shocked this time.
He scratched his head, circled Lin Yu twice, as if examining some rare treasure. "A prodigy, Brother Lin, you are truly a martial arts prodigy. This photographic memory is something I have never seen before in my life."
His face lit up with a mixture of surprise and delight, but this quickly turned into deep regret. He slapped his thigh hard and exclaimed, "Alas! What a pity! What a terrible pity!"
"Brother Lin, with your talent, if you could receive guidance from a wise teacher from a young age, lay a solid foundation, and diligently cultivate your Internal Force, your achievements would surely be limitless in time."
He sighed repeatedly, genuinely feeling sorry for Lin Yu; his appreciation for talent was so pure and touching.
Seeing Guo Jing's genuinely sincere expression of regret, Lin Yu thought to himself, "He truly lives up to his reputation," and smiled, "Brother Guo, you flatter me."
"It's just that he has a better memory; without a foundation of Internal Force, it's all just a castle in the air."
That's not how you say it!
Guo Jing, however, took it seriously. He grabbed Lin Yu's arm, his eyes fervent. "Brother Lin, while a strong foundation is crucial for cultivating Internal Force, it's not without shortcuts."
"No, no, what I mean is, there are always more solutions than problems. Although your cultivation is progressing slowly now, little by little, you will become famous sooner or later, Brother Lin."
Guo Jing spoke, he even began to seriously plan for Lin Yu.
Start by reflecting on the various basic internal skills you've learned and seen, and which one is more suitable for older people whose physical constitution is already established.
Just then, Huang Rong's door opened.
She had clearly been awakened by the commotion in the courtyard and had been leaning against the door watching for quite some time.
Seeing Guo Jing's eager expression, as if he couldn't wait to impart all his skills to him, he was immediately struck by Guo Jing's impatient demeanor.
"Pfft~!" Looking at Lin Yu's innocent yet helpless smile, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Brother Jing, it's so early in the morning, are you about to start taking on disciples?" Huang Rong walked out with a smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Xiao Yu was just stretching his muscles, why are you so anxious?"
When Guo Jing saw Huang Rong come out, he was a little embarrassed, but he still said very seriously, "Miss Rong'er, you don't know, Brother Lin... he has such a good memory and comprehension, it's just that he started learning martial arts too late, and I'm worried about him!"