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.

only practise for half an

to start. This frustrated Kai Yang, for he had exerted himself all day and only ate

sleep for half an hour, he decided to

no matter how much he checked and flipped, there were no

Yang Kai then woke up, it was nearly sunrise. The pre-dawn darkness was clouded and

forward to what was going to happen, Kai Yang quickly leapt out of bed, and went to the front of the

his eyes. The set of instructions on the fist technique was practised

hands shaped into a palm. With a gentle, slow movement, pushing to the left, to the right, pushing forward. Embracing the

foot stepped powerfully like the king of the underworld. Between breaths, the

the cold wind whistled by, signalling the coming

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

with a pale face, suddenly

was an absolute fist. Kai Yang

felt that the entire world was weighing on his shoulders. But he also felt that he could sense all things in

was not the practise of fist techniques. It was the practise 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 power of heaven and earth,

recorded in the book. Just that, had been difficult to sustain. Then a crack

his back was in some pain. It

started to practise

psychologically prepared, Kai Yang‘s mind was in a trance. Feeling unclear, he held his breath to regain a clear mind. Accompanied by a

several indistinct feelings, Kai Yang was uncertain as to what they were. Not only that, with the routine deployment, his fist was actually heavier, like

Kai Yang’s every action, made his bones explode like firecrackers. Excruciating pain permeated

felt his hands and feet tremble like they were beaten

Persisting, he didn’t falter.

this must have been due to the integration of the golden skeleton. After all, both of these things came from the same