Chapter Three: A Great Restoration

The birth of martial artists ushered in a flourishing era of martial cultivation, causing the combat strength of individuals to soar dramatically. In battles against monsters and alien races, humanity discovered that martial artists were far more effective than firearms!

Thus, three centuries ago, the Federation officially declared the dawn of a nationwide martial arts era. The foundational body tempering technique Yang Feng practiced was a version repeatedly refined by the Federation.

At this moment, Yang Feng continuously performed a series of complex movements. These resembled traditional Tai Chi but were far more difficult, each motion causing a subtle tremor in a portion of his muscles.

Though the foundational body tempering technique was simple, it contained thirteen peculiar postures. Ordinary individuals only needed to learn three of these to cultivate their vital energy and blood, while natural-born prodigies from humble origins, seeking greater effect, practiced five to eight postures.

It was well-known that the more postures one mastered, the better the results, even though the Federation’s version was only moderately effective.

Before consuming the turtle’s flesh and blood, Yang Feng could barely manage to practice one posture. But now was different. His condition was unprecedentedly good—he had just performed five standard postures in a single breath.

Of these five, four were ones he had never practiced before, reconstructed solely from memory.

If anyone had witnessed this, they would have been astounded.

The Federation’s foundational body tempering technique was safe but challenging to master, with difficulty increasing exponentially with each additional posture.

If mastering one posture had a difficulty of one, then two postures would be three, and three postures would reach ten.

Thus, the more postures practiced, the more the difficulty multiplied exponentially!

Having consecutively executed five standard postures, Yang Feng still felt strength to spare—this was far from his limit.

In the next twenty minutes, he continued seamlessly to the sixth, seventh... all the way to the twelfth, and then the thirteenth!

Thrum! Thrum! Thrum!

As he completed the thirteenth posture in one breath, the subtle muscle tremors throughout his body transformed into vigorous vibrations.

Feeling a tingling sensation coursing through him, Yang Feng instinctively exclaimed, “Tendons and bones resonate in harmony!”

This was a realm attainable only after becoming a martial artist, yet he had achieved it unexpectedly!

The energy he had just drawn from the turtle’s flesh surged rapidly through his limbs and bones, continuously strengthening his body and vital energy.

He could sense his vital energy skyrocketing at a terrifying rate. Were it not for his own experience, he would never believe anyone’s vital energy could increase so swiftly.

However, this rapid surge came at a cost—his body was simultaneously consuming the newly stored energy at an even faster pace.

Within a mere two minutes, he felt that seventy percent of the energy drawn from the turtle’s flesh had been expended.

The fullness in his stomach vanished, and Yang Feng hastily ceased his practice.

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Having finally felt satiated, he was reluctant to let it fade so quickly.

Examining his body carefully, though there were no visible changes, he could feel immense power emanating from his limbs.

He now harbored the illusion—or perhaps the reality—that a single punch could fell a bull.

To confirm this, he would simply continue searching for such turtles in his dream.

He had often encountered these turtles when he fled before. The fear he once felt now transformed into excitement.

The vast land was shrouded in gray mist, dotted with indistinct buildings that made it impossible to discern direction, so Yang Feng set off arbitrarily.

Soon, through the fog, he spotted a pair of blood-colored eyes again.

Fear gripped his soul deeply. Had he not developed a resistance from prior fright, even knowing that this strange turtle posed no other threat, he might have fled uncontrollably.

But having already consumed this bizarre creature, Yang Feng steadied himself.

Suppressing his fear, he charged straight ahead, this time not wielding a stone but driving his fist directly at the turtle’s head.

The strange turtle moved sluggishly. Seeing its usual attacks ineffective against Yang Feng, it was shocked, a human-like look of terror flitting across its face as it tried to flee.

But a turtle was still a turtle—too slow. Yang Feng caught up in a few strides and delivered a punch.

Crack!

His fist shattered the turtle’s skull.

Blood splattered everywhere, yet this sight no longer disgusted him as milk once would. He even licked the blood that splattered near his lips clean.

The aroma—too intoxicating—the allure of turtle flesh once again transformed him into a beast!

Eating had always been a joy, but now, consuming the most exquisite delicacy in the world amplified his pleasure manifold.

Half an hour!

In just thirty minutes, Yang Feng devoured several hundred pounds of turtle meat, eating with a ferocity surpassing even the wildest hunger.

A familiar yet strange sensation emerged from his stomach, causing him to pause in astonishment—he was actually full to the point of being stuffed!

Previously, he had only felt satiated, but now he distinctly sensed he was overfull.

At this moment, he was so moved he nearly shed tears.

But he quickly composed himself.

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“No, I mustn’t waste this!”

Immediately, he resumed practicing the foundational body tempering technique.

The last time it took him fifty minutes to complete thirteen postures; this time, only thirty.

Yet as he struck the thirteenth posture, his muscles began to tremble wildly again, and the energy drawn from the turtle’s flesh drained rapidly like through a funnel.

His vital energy surged once more.

Ecstatic! Ecstatic! Ecstatic!

Yang Feng couldn’t help but lift his head and shout out, looking almost manic.

Practice complete!

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