Martial Peak

Chapter 7 – Breaking through stages, is like being reborn

Although Kai Yang is only fifteen this year, due to his experiences these past three years, he is far more mature than his peers. It is also because of this, that he forged this unyielding character.

So when he calmed down, sitting on his bed he carefully started to read the first page.

After confirming there were no extra things popping out of the first page, he started to read the second page.

With his previous experiences, his actions seemed more natural and knowledgeable. And then Kai Yang’s eyes slowly widened as golden words emerged on the dark pages

“Proud Golden Body: Tempered Body Record!”

Previously his mood had dropped but now it soared. Sure enough, as he suspected, every page had something hidden

Almost without thinking, Kai Yang’s entire mind was focused on the second page of the book.

Abruptly, the golden characters flew off the pages like a fish and swiftly drilled themselves in Kai Yang’s brain. The glow enveloped the darkness around him and then disappeared. After it was gone, he felt as if his brain had gained new information. This had all come from the golden characters.

Calming his heart, Kai Yang closed his eyes and began to digest the information.

In fact, he didn’t need to digest and absorb the information. For when the characters imprinted themselves into his brain, he was already able to comprehend their meaning with ease. A full mastery in another sense.

“This is the tempered body record.” Yang Kai muttered, for he found that it was a fist technique.

Though it may seem simple, in reality it was not. In order to perform it, there were strict requirements. For it is extremely profound. In order to cultivate it, you must be facing the rising sun, in the east, to learn it.

practise for half an hour a

it was night, so he had to wait at least five-six hours to start. This frustrated Kai Yang, for he had exerted

trying to sleep for half an hour, he decided to analyse the third page of the black

just let him down, no matter how much he checked and flipped, there were no changes to the page. While doing

up, it was nearly sunrise. The pre-dawn darkness was clouded and stillness covered the whole area,

Yang quickly leapt out of bed, and went to the front of the cabin. Standing there,

then he opened his eyes. The set of instructions on the fist

shaped into a palm. With a gentle, slow movement, pushing to the left, to the right, pushing forward. Embracing the world in his mind, everything in between the palm, the vast land, even the air

the king of the underworld.

Then the cold

look gradually deepened, slowly his fists pressed on the hefty rocks. In any

a pale face, suddenly staggered, nearly fell to

this art was an absolute

the entire world was weighing on his shoulders. But he

of worldly transformation and the fate of the world. This practice was full of ups and downs, joys and sorrows. A slow punch and kick in, could affect the

book. Just that,

inspected it, but only found that his back was in some pain. It wasn’t anything

started to

a trance. Feeling unclear, he held his breath to regain a clear mind. Accompanied by a slow dance of his fists, Kai Yang once again felt his mind

uncertain as to what they were. Not only that, with the routine deployment, his fist was actually heavier, like being at the bottom of the ocean. With more hardships, there were

made his bones explode like firecrackers. Excruciating pain permeated throughout his

an eye, Kai Yang felt his hands and feet tremble like they were beaten to pulp. It was like heaven and

Persisting, he didn’t falter.

in this moment. Spirits lifted, he restarted practise. He knew that this must have been due to the integration of the golden