Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

The back courtyard.

As soon as Chen Qing stepped into the back courtyard, a strong, pungent medicinal smell hit him in the face.

Chen Qing walked to the outside of the practice room and cupped his hands, saying, "Master."

"Come in."

Zhou Liang's voice came from inside the room.

Chen Qing responded and pushed open the door. He saw that the practice room was furnished with various equipment, sandbags, and weapon racks.

Zhou Liang was dressed in white training clothes, using a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He looked at Chen Qing with approval in his eyes, "Not bad. Participating in the martial examination for the first time this year and achieving the rank of martial scholar, your Through-arm Boxing has already reached Great Achievement, hasn't it?"

Chen Qing cupped his fists and said, "Master's discernment is accurate. This disciple indeed broke through to Great Achievement some days ago."