What’s the most important thing for a race in the new age after an apocalypse?
It is the offspring!
"I will not allow a man in our nation to be without a woman in this era!"
Li Ming’s voice was resolute, and the orders below were carried out just as decisively; many single n without partners were promptly rooted out.
Since he was young, Zhang Ling dreamt of becoming stronger. To achieve this, he sacrificed all his leisure ti and would engage wholeheartedly in martial arts training imdiately after finishing his eight-hour workday.
"Hey, ha!"
In the square, amidst the snowy expanse and the freezing cold, Zhang Ling, muscular and robust, breathed heavily, bare-chested in the snow, practicing his punches and kicks, following the body-hardening techniques from the ancient martial arts compendium.
Although the new martial ways and the teachings of Taoism had already beco widely prevalent, Zhang Ling still did not abandon the training of ancient martial arts.
"Great buildings rise from the ground." Zhang Ling believed that first mastering ancient martial arts to a sufficiently profound level, and then going back to retrain in the new martial ways, would make a person even stronger.
Thinking so, and doing accordingly, Zhang Ling had long since purchased the thods to practice the new martial ways, but had never learned them. After being rescued and brought to the inland base city, he started to dedicate himself single-mindedly to the ancient martial path.
To this day, he had already cultivated the most basic modern Tai Chi’s twenty-four forms and the Eight Pieces of Brocade Qi Gong to a quite advanced level. This trendous improvent in his physical strength resulted in the birth of a gentle true energy within him.
After the trendous changes in the world, it beca increasingly easy for true energy to erge, but it wasn’t so easy to actually cultivate it. The fact that Zhang Ling developed true energy after practicing only the modern Tai Chi’s twenty-four forms and the Eight Pieces of Brocade Qi Gong proved that his martial arts talent was impressive, which greatly lifted his spirits.
It also gave him ample confidence to continue on his chosen path.
With these two thods, newly adapted and created by the great Lord Li Ming, ruler of humankind, Zhang Ling, who had switched to the modern Tai Chi, had now honorably beco a martial artist in the Bone-Tempering Realm.
Moreover, the day before yesterday, relying on his superb martial skills and unyielding spirit, he successfully hunted a Spirit-Nurturing Deer.
This news caused a sensation throughout the entire factory area, with many won throwing themselves at him and giving him coquettish glances because if he chose to offer this Spirit-Nurturing Deer, he could beco a free citizen right away.
However, Zhang Ling did not choose to do so and instead relied on the flesh and blood of the Spirit-Nurturing Deer as nourishnt for his self-cultivation.
Now, after consuming it continuously for half a month, the vital energy within him grew even more vigorous, and his progress in bone tempering greatly increased, reaching the latter stages of cultivation growth, proving the correctness of his actions.
"I didn’t seize the opportunity of the Mao Country expedition task; I must train even harder now."
He practiced until nine-thirty at night, and only under the illumination of the streetlights did Zhang Ling cease his training. Sensing that his vital energy had increased once more, he felt a twinge of satisfaction. While content, he also thought about the previous Mao Country expedition task with a tinge of regret.
The Mao Country expedition task had made nearly everyone who participated rich, but unfortunately, his cultivation level was too low at the ti to enroll; otherwise, he would have definitely wanted to go and see it for himself.
Nonetheless, Zhang Ling did not feel discouraged in the slightest. In this extraordinary era, as long as he worked hard, he would eventually beco one of the elites, a true strongman!
"In half a month, I should be able to reach the peak of Bone Tempering."
Feeling his progress in bone tempering, Zhang Ling’s mouth curled into a smile, and he estimated how long the remaining Spirit-Nurturing Deer at would last for his training.
"Reaching the middle stage of Marrow Refining shouldn’t be a problem."
As he speculated in his heart, thoughts of training in the new martial ways flickered through Zhang Ling’s mind. Suppressing the urge to start practicing imdiately, he decided that once he reached the Organ Tempering stage, he would begin training in the new martial ways.
When that ti ca and he took the path of the new martial ways again, his strength would undoubtedly be further enhanced.
Thinking this, Zhang Ling quickened his steps to return ho. He intended to have a bath before ten o’clock and enter into visualization ditation training.
Good sleep was essential for the advancent of martial arts, and every day Zhang Ling would fall asleep in the midst of practicing the modern basic visualization thod, ensuring he was always energetically charged.
Before going to sleep, he wouldn’t do anything else.
As for won, they were but a stepping stone hindering his progress!
The martial artist in the Bone Tempering Realm moved swiftly, taking only thirty seconds to reach his ho’s door.
But as soon as he reached the doorway, he sensed sothing amiss.
Why is there the scent of a woman in the house?
"What a bold thief, daring to enter my ho," Zhang Ling frowned and imdiately flung the door open, charging into the room like a fierce dragon.
"Pfft~"
The mont he opened the door, a large cloud of gas suddenly dispersed, swiftly entering Zhang Ling’s nostrils.
"How despicable, to use drugs!"
Zhang Ling’s eyes bulged in anger, but he quickly realized sothing was not right.
"Bang~"
He imdiately closed the door, turned on the light, and saw two won, completely undressed, with chilling expressions lying on the bed looking at him.
"Sothing’s not right, this isn’t right. My martial heart is as strong as iron, strong as iron..." Zhang Ling was a bit dazed, intending to imdiately reprimand the two won who were trying to corrupt his martial heart, but he didn’t understand why he suddenly felt a fall and touched his groin, finding himself painfully erect in re monts.
"Damn it, my will is as strong as iron. How could it possibly be shattered by desire!"
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