[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er":3,"chapter-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-44":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","High Martial World: Getting Strong by Grinding Er Lang Shen's Talent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2330411,4558,"Chapter 44: Crane and Tiger Form Practiced Together (Request Follow-Up)","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-44",44,"\u003Cp>Lin Qi spread his five fingers, forming a beak-like shape with his index and middle fingers combined with his thumb—the Crane Beak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bang! Bang!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, Lin Qi moved—his aura shifted from majestic and powerful to swift and graceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crane Fist emphasizes defense as preparation for offense, requiring agile, rapid movements: entering a forest like a shuttle, perching on branches with precision, rising and falling with accuracy, striking with the shoulder, avoiding solidity and targeting emptiness…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its techniques have simple names: Crane Beak, Crane Crown, Crane Claw, Crane Beak, Hungry Crane Seeking Shrimp, One-Legged Crane…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There are eight moves total, each soft yet infused with hardness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he practiced, Lin Qi recalled the essentials of Crane Fist—a style utterly distinct from Tiger Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The different movements altered how his body generated force and how his muscles moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His motions gradually shifted from awkward to fluent, while his body warmed, his blood and qi surged, and the trajectory of their flow began to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tiny muscles across his limbs and torso sent waves of tingling numbness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi’s eyes gleamed—this sensation was entirely unlike that of Tiger Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He trained harder, repeating the forms over and over, countless times, progressing from clumsiness to mastery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat poured like rain; his martial uniform clung to his body, his face flushed, yet he felt exhilarated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Through practicing Crane Fist, your proficiency in Crane Fist has increased significantly. Fist Skill +1%】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Through practicing Crane Fist, your Blood Qi has broken through. Blood Qi +0.05】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Blood Qi: 8.25→8.3】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Fist Skill: Second Stage 11%→12%】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi halted, breathing heavily, his gaze sharpening further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Laoshi was right—after so long, practicing Crane Fist again has brought me tremendous progress.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he thought this, a sudden wave of weakness and exhaustion surged through him, startling him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did I expend so much? How many times did I repeat this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately went to his locker, took out a Blood Qi tonic, and drank it down—only then did he feel better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far away, Zhang Cheng’s emotions were complex; he had watched Lin Qi begin practicing Crane Fist with awkwardness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After guiding a few others and returning, he found Lin Qi performing it with flawless fluency—as if he’d trained for years, nearing mastery of Crane Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This kid’s insight is stronger than I imagined.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cheng had never deeply studied Li Zhou, Yu Jing, or Qi Yuelin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he believed Lin Qi was no less talented than them—merely lacking resources, and he would catch up eventually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought that he had trained a student capable of standing shoulder-to-shoulder with Li Zhou filled Zhang Cheng with pride, making him unbearably excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noon, Chiqiong Martial Arts Supermarket\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the crowd, Lin Qi and Jiang Tao stood before a shelf, their attention drawn to neatly arranged tubes of red tonic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Qi, once your Blood Qi breaks 8.0 and approaches 9.0, every step becomes a barrier.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you keep using Blood Qi capsules or tonic, the efficiency of improvement drops,” Jiang Tao said slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi nodded—he’d already felt it; raising his Blood Qi by another 2.0 in a month was nearly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Zhou and the others started using better tonics once they hit 8.0 Blood Qi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We have money now, and once we sign with a martial arts gym, we’ll get a large sum. If we don’t want to fall behind, we need better resources.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao took a tube from the shelf—the liquid inside was deep red, rich and vivid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Energy Tonic—an upgraded version of Blood Qi Tonic, nicknamed Advanced Blood Qi Tonic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Same 100ml volume, but its effect is several times stronger—perfect for what we need.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi nodded; Blood Qi Tonic was light red, while Energy Tonic was deep red—the color alone conveyed the difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The price: 5,000 Xiaoguo currency per bottle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten times the cost of Blood Qi Tonic—Lin Qi sighed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This price was outrageous—it equaled his old two-month food budget.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao placed row after row of Energy Tonic into his cart; Lin Qi did the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had over 500,000 on hand, plus his future Talent Loan—he could afford even more resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, he grabbed three full rows—thirty bottles of Energy Tonic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also bought some Blood Qi Tonic and capsules, just in case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Total: 183,200 Xiaoguo currency!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Payment successful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you for your visit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At checkout, Lin Qi placed the tonics into his backpack, staring at his nearly halved balance—his heart ached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao had spent even more—not just for himself, but for his sister too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Qi!” A sweet voice rang beside Lin Qi; he turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beautiful girl appeared in his sight, calling his name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was short, barely over 1.5 meters, slender, with pale skin and a pure face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hair was tied in a ponytail, her face smiling, radiating quiet resilience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A breeze stirred her hair ends; sunlight fell on her. Seeing Lin Qi, she beamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miaoyin, what are you doing here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi smiled and reached out, gently ruffling her smooth, jet-black hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl was Jiang Tao’s sister—Jiang Miaoyin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Miaoyin didn’t resist, her cheeks turning faintly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miaoyin, you’re here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Tao approached, carrying his purchases, and reached out to ruffle her hair too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Slap!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Miaoyin struck his hand away without mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miaoyin, I’m your own brother! Can’t I even touch your head?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolutely not!” Jiang Miaoyin’s demeanor shifted instantly, pouting and tilting her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief tussle, Jiang Tao spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Qi, today’s Sunday, no class this afternoon—I’m taking Miaoyin to the hospital for therapy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi nodded, looking at Jiang Miaoyin—barely 1.5 meters tall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Martial Era, female cultivators typically surpass 1.7 meters in height after adulthood; males reach around 1.9 meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Miaoyin was sixteen, turning seventeen in a few months.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was severe malnutrition—she needed abundant supplements to catch up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Qi, goodbye!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miaoyin, see you next time!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Miaoyin gave Lin Qi a sweet smile, waved goodbye, watching his figure vanish from view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t stare—he’s already gone,” Jiang Tao muttered sourly beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go to the hospital. I’m getting stronger, then I’ll teach those idiots in class a lesson for calling me ‘Little Potato.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Miaoyin clenched her fist fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly. With me around, you’ll become the strongest girl in your grade!” Jiang Tao nodded firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi also went home, sharing a meal with his mother, Fang Huiyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After resting briefly, he returned to school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third-year students had half a day off every Sunday afternoon; the campus was utterly empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi returned to his martial arts room, changed into his uniform, and prepared to cultivate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took out a tube of Energy Tonic—the liquid glowed deep red, like human blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He uncapped it; a faint, clean fragrance drifted out. He drank it down in one gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi took a deep breath; seconds later, his stomach warmed, then burned hotter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waves of heat surged from his abdomen, spreading to every part of his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This Energy Tonic really packs a punch!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Qi’s eyes gleamed as he began practicing forms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He started with Tiger Fist, repeating it several times, then switched to Crane Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heat flowed through his arm muscles, penetrating even the finest details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bang! Bang!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his entire body ablaze, Lin Qi wanted only to release all that energy through punching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt overflowing vigor, his muscles thoroughly refined—even the subtlest fibers of his arms were tempered through Crane Fist practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is the feeling—within a month, maintaining this pace, my blood qi will definitely surge past 9.0,\" Lin Qi said with renewed enthusiasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Your proficiency in Crane Fist has increased】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Your blood qi has increased by 0.01 through practicing Crane Fist】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Your blood qi has increased by 0.01 through practicing Crane Fist】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【...】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1304,"2026-06-20T20:27:41.493Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8b181d0bd1a53155feb2ecaeb7dba73a9ea4b821873bfec59734c0f187b9e49f","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-45","high-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-chapter-43",992,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhigh-martial-world-getting-strong-by-grinding-er-cover.jpg"]