Demon hunter’s Cooking Manual
Chapter 1296 - 36: I rush toward you, you are the stars and the sea! _2

'Did they bully you?'

'I'll help you.'

The gaze of their dojo master has always been so clear, just like before, without a trace of distraction.

As brilliant as the stars.

The closer she got, the more she could feel the brilliance within.

Walking towards their dojo master was like heading to the sea of stars.

Jason keenly noticed that Dou Bao's gaze seemed a bit off, so he cleared his throat lightly.

"This is for you."

Jason handed the bottle with six 'Nourishing Essence Pills' to Dou Bao and, without waiting for her to speak, continued: "Achieving 'Muscle Training' is just the beginning for a Martial Artist. It's impressive in Mountain City, but outside, it's not enough. At least when 'Muscle Training' is perfected, there's some self-preservation ability."

"Mm."

Dou Bao nodded, swallowed back words of refusal, and took the porcelain bottle.

On her way to Mountain City, she had seen too much.

She knew, it was for her own good from the dojo master.

Only with strong strength, could she freely go wherever she wants.

Just like her... parents.

As if thinking of something, Dou Bao couldn't help but smile again.

That smile carried memories and sweetness.

Jason, looking puzzled, picked up his teacup and started drinking.

While Dou Bao began practicing her punches on the side.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Just a few moves later, the backyard was filled with the sound of punching wind, and Dou Bao's momentum was fierce, like a tiger descending the mountain.

'Mu Family. Tiger Fist' is originally an imitative fist, focusing on momentum.

At this moment, Dou Bao truly grasped the essence of it.

If someone closed their eyes and stood next to Dou Bao, they would have the illusion of a tigress softly growling.

Then, the sound grew louder and louder.

Dou Bao's punches became faster and faster.

When it reached an extreme—

Roar!

A tiger's roar erupted from Dou Bao's mouth, her whole body's muscles trembled continuously with the roar; these muscles quickly tore and reorganized, even the tiny muscles did the same.

Once everything was complete, Dou Bao's whole body muscles became tighter, especially the back muscles, which had a distinct angular feel, entirely integrating with her entire body's muscles, creating a feeling of pulling the whole body with a single action.

Vigor!

This is what Martial Artists refer to as vigor!

With every punch and kick, she could harness the power of the whole body to strike.

Of course, this is the most perfect expression of a Martial Artist.

In fact, because the practice of martial techniques differs, the amount of full-body muscle power that can be mobilized also varies; mostly, being able to mobilize half is already mainstream in secret martial arts techniques.

Being able to mobilize more than sixty percent is considered top-notch.

And unable to mobilize even thirty percent is considered substandard.

With each punch and kick, the whole body muscles exert force accordingly and become knotted.

Moreover, with the perfection of 'Muscle Training', 'Bone Tempering', and 'Skin Training', some special martial techniques can bring about special effects.

For example: 'Mu Family. Tiger Fist'.

Achieving 'Muscle Training' allows one to possess Tiger Power, rumored to be the strength of a tiger, without losing agility.

There's naturally exaggeration in this, but as Jason watched Dou Bao punching with the appearance of a roaring tiger, he had some speculations.

'Maybe at the level of 'Skin Training', it might really be like a tiger.'

With Jason's current understanding of 'mysterious knowledge', he had already realized that the so-called 'Secret Martial Arts Techniques' are a process of transforming oneself.

'Secret techniques' inheritance is similar.

However, 'Secret Martial Arts Techniques' start from the body, and the 'secret techniques' he encountered before started from deeper within, from the heart.

One from outside to inside.

One from inside to outside.

Which is superior?

Jason couldn't tell yet.

But there's one thing Jason is sure about.

No matter how he changes, he's still human.

A normal person.

Whoosh!

Dou Bao let out a heavy breath, standing still and silently sensing the changes in her body, then raised her hand and lifted a stone lock in the backyard.

The dojo's front yard had training equipment, and so did the backyard.

The front yard was for apprentices, and the backyard was used by Mu Bai before.

Hence, not only well-made but also heavier.

Dou Bao had tried before, with this 100-pound stone lock, she could at most lift it to her waist, then couldn't continue.

But now?

Easily lifting it above her head, flipping her wrist back and forth.

Even tossing it up two or three meters, she could catch it steadily.

After a few times, Dou Bao looked at Jason, excitedly saying.

"Dojo master, I've mastered it!"

"Well done."

"Keep it up."

Jason praised, his gaze looking towards the front yard.

Familiar with Jason's behavioral habits, Dou Bao immediately understood that there was a guest.

Wiping her sweat with her phone, she walked towards the front yard.

Having just mastered vigor, Dou Bao's steps were now like the wind of a tiger, not just fast but also effortless.

Bang, bang bang.

Li Deshang, carrying a food box and knocking on the door, was waiting for it to open. Little did he expect that just after the knock, the dojo gate opened.

This made Li Deshang pause.

Upon seeing Dou Bao, however, he was surprised.

"Miss Dou Bao, have you become a Martial Artist?"

Li Deshang was a knowledgeable person; seeing Dou Bao's eyes shining with bright light and breath boiling over, he immediately thought of something. But because of this, he found it even harder to believe.

Being a Martial Artist is not easy.

It requires talent, perseverance, and money.

Truly, none of these should be lacking.

Li Deshang was not short of perseverance, nor money to an extent, but he lacked talent, with his body being extremely frail. If not for the careful care from the elders at home when he was young, he would have perished early.