Unknowingly, the sun rose from the east, shedding light and warmth.
Not long after, an old ox cart pulled Lin Buzheng to the family's field.
The people in charge of the field were ordinary people from the Lin family who had no talent in martial arts. They were also responsible for filling the cart with grass.
The entire process didn't require Lin Buzheng to do anything.
The Lin family servants cut down the grass, selected it carefully, and loaded it onto the cart. It took a few hours.
Therefore, Lin Buzheng got off the cart early in the morning. He found an empty corner in the Lin family's field and started to practice the Raging Bull Fist.
The place Lin Buzheng chose was in the field, an extremely remote corner.
As far as the eye could see, boulders as tall as a few people were everywhere, completely covering his figure.
Last night, when Lin Buzheng was practicing in the family's training field, he thought he had completely mastered the Raging Bull Fist.
But just now, when he was fighting with the Four Barren Ridge Beasts, Lin Buzheng realized that his understanding of the Raging Bull Fist still had many flaws.
First was the first stance of the Raging Bull Fist, Hooves Stomping the Ground.
Lin Buzheng originally thought that this fist technique would focus on fist strength, followed by technique, and finally speed.
But now, Lin Buzheng realized that his understanding of the Hooves Stomping the Ground was so shallow.
The real Hooves Stomping the Ground only had one meaning.
It was like a raging bull, vicious and violent. Once it punched, there was nothing it couldn't break!
If he only focused on technique, he would never be able to master the first stance of the Raging Bull Fist to a higher level!
Boom!
With a thought, Lin Buzheng clenched his right fist and punched a boulder that was as tall as a few people in front of him!
Unexpectedly, Lin Buzheng's fist connected with the giant rock. In the end, his entire fist sank into the surface of the rock, but there was no sound.
Sha, sha sha!
After a few breaths, the giant rock, with Lin Buzheng's right fist as the center, started to crack.
"Success!"
Lin Buzheng grinned and withdrew his right fist.
Rumble!
Only at this moment did the entire boulder let out a loud rumbling sound. It turned into countless rocks and crashed to the ground!
As it turned out, Lin Buzheng's punch contained tyrannical power, and its speed was extremely fast. Only when the punch smashed into the interior of the boulder did the force of the punch burst forth.
The might of this punch was similar to the punch that Lin Buzheng and Lin Haoran had sent out against each other. However, they were actually two polar opposites.
The latter was suppression, control, and accumulation of power.
The former, however, was unbridled, willful, and explosive!
The two fist intents were polar opposites.
Without a doubt, Lin Buzheng's punch was the closest to the essence of the Raging Bull Fist!
Next was the second style of the Raging Bull Fist, Bull Horn Piercing the Sky.
Lin Buzheng closed his eyes. The fist technique that he had practiced on the training field gradually faded from his mind.
What replaced it were the three punches that broke through the pale-faced man's defense and killed him!
Each punch was fiercer than the one before!
Each punch was crazier than the one before!
Each punch was crazier than the one before!
This was the feeling!
Lin Buzheng's heart skipped a beat. He clenched his right hand again and punched out. It was like a raging bull raising the horns on its head high and piercing the heavens!
Rumble, rumble!
Lin Buzheng's fist was incomparably wild. It was indestructible, and there was nothing it could not break.
It had the same power as the previous punch, but it broke through several boulders!
Lin Buzheng's punch, without a doubt, was the true essence of the second style of the Raging Bull Fist, Bull Horn Shattering the Heavens!
Following that was the third punch, the fourth punch, the fifth punch …
At first, Lin Buzheng closed his eyes for a long time, and only punched out after a long time.
But later on, the speed of Lin Buzheng's punches became faster and faster, and the power became more and more shocking.
His aura, from the initial reserved and controlled, gradually became violent and barbaric.
In the end, he looked like an enraged bull!
"Done!"
"This is the true power of the Raging Bull Fist!"
Lin Buzheng's movement technique was swift, and his punches were like the wind.
Be it the small pebbles on the ground or the boulders at the side, when they came into contact with the wind from Lin Buzheng's punches, they would shatter immediately, turning into fine sand that filled the sky and drifted away with the wind.
From afar, Lin Buzheng looked like a raging bull that was rampaging through the mountains and rocks!
"I've finally cultivated the Raging Bull Fist to the greater mastery stage!"
Suddenly, Lin Buzheng's heart skipped a beat. It was as if a brand new door had opened in front of him.
Lin Buzheng felt that his understanding of the Raging Bull Fist had become clearer and clearer. It was as if the entire Raging Bull Fist had merged into his body, into his breathing!
At this point, Lin Buzheng came to his senses. He had finally cultivated the Raging Bull Fist to the peak stage!
Generally speaking, when a martial artist cultivated martial arts, there were a total of five stages.
Lesser mastery, greater mastery, pinnacle, flawless, and freedom.
The so-called lesser mastery meant that a martial artist had cultivated a martial art from the beginning to the end to perfection, reaching eighty to ninety percent mastery.
Most martial artists would only be able to cultivate an inferior-grade yellow-ranked martial art to the lesser mastery stage in their entire lives.
Firstly, it was due to the limitation of talent. Secondly, the ranked martial arts were profound and profound, making it more difficult to cultivate.
Last night, Lin Buzheng had cultivated the Raging Bull Fist to the lesser mastery stage.
Greater mastery meant that a martial artist's heart of martial arts was clear. After cultivating the martial arts to perfection, they would start to come into contact with the martial intent contained in the martial art.
To cultivate an inferior-grade yellow-ranked martial art to the greater mastery stage, even someone like Instructor Lin Yong, who had cultivated the Raging Bull Fist for more than ten years, could barely do it.
From this, it was enough to prove Lin Buzheng's shocking talent in martial arts!
Pinnacle, as the name suggested, was when a martial artist had fully grasped both the martial arts and the martial intent, reaching the pinnacle of this martial art. There was nothing that couldn't be broken when the martial arts and martial intent were combined.
Naturally, the might of the martial arts would be greater when the martial arts and martial intent were combined.
Flawless was a higher realm above the pinnacle. When a martial artist reached this realm, they could adjust their martial arts according to their condition, making it more suitable for them, allowing them to unleash greater might.
Lesser mastery, greater mastery, pinnacle, and flawless. Although the difference between these four realms didn't seem to be huge, it was a world of difference.
Every time a martial artist broke through a realm, the combat prowess of their martial arts would increase by several folds.
As for the last realm, the carefree realm, it only appeared in legends. This was a supreme realm where the absence of martial arts was superior to the presence of martial arts. The increase to a martial artist's combat prowess was immeasurable and unimaginable.
It was said that the difference between the carefree realm and the carefree realm was even greater than the difference between the first and fourth realm, the Lesser Mastery realm!
If one wanted to reach the carefree realm, it wasn't enough to just cultivate. Even geniuses wouldn't be able to reach this realm.
Only those geniuses blessed by the heavens and blessed by the heavens could reach this realm after years of bitter cultivation and some fortuitous encounters.
Normally, when a high-ranked martial art reached the greater mastery realm, its might would be equivalent to a low-ranked martial art reaching the pinnacle realm.
Low-ranked martial arts were relatively easy to cultivate. Lesser mastery, greater mastery, and even pinnacle could be achieved easily. However, their might was limited, and they didn't have much potential.
High-ranked martial arts were usually more difficult to cultivate. However, once mastered, even if it was only the lesser mastery, the increase to a martial artist's combat prowess would increase by several folds, far surpassing that of a low-ranked martial art.
As for how a martial artist should choose, it would depend on their own circumstances. They couldn't choose blindly.
At this moment, although Lin Buzheng had cultivated the Raging Bull Fist to the greater mastery realm, there wasn't a hint of pride on his face. He was like an old monk meditating in silence.
"After the five forms of the Raging Bull Fist, there seems to be one more form!"
"It seems like I can still improve further …"
All of a sudden, Lin Buzheng moved. He raised his right hand and threw a punch in front of him in an incomparably mysterious trajectory.
This punch was a combination of the five forms of the Raging Bull Fist. However, it was completely different from the five forms of the Raging Bull Fist. It wasn't restricted to one form or one form. Instead, it had a majestic aura that could devour mountains and rivers. It was clearly different from the first five forms.
Lin Buzheng's heart was suddenly enlightened.
What he was throwing out now wasn't any of the first five forms of the Raging Bull Fist.
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