Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 16 Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refinement
"It really is an evil spirit!"

Because of the nightmare, Lin Feng had no intention of going back to sleep.

The feeling of wanting to sleep but not being able to sleep well, and being woken up just as you fall asleep, is even more painful than insomnia.

Although he had anticipated this, Lin Feng realized that he had underestimated the evil spirit.

However, he did not regret or feel conflicted.

With his talent, refining the Nightmare would indeed require some hardship; good things often come with difficulties, it's just a matter of more twists and turns.

If given another chance, Lin Feng would still choose to refine the Nightmare.

After all, it's ranked seventh on the list of rare and exotic beasts.

Spirits of this caliber are extremely rare and hard to come by.

Lin Feng longs to become a genius.

Super genius!

In Lin Feng's view, talent is even more cruel than birth.

Family background can be changed, but talent is almost impossible to change.

In this special era, everyone wants to become strong, to fly through the air and disappear into the earth, to be omnipotent, to stand above everyone else, and to enjoy privileges.

But talent divides people into different classes.

In times of uncertainty and constant danger, there are very few truly inactive people.

But if hard work is useful, what's the point of having talent?

Effort can only raise the lower limit, but it cannot make people break through the limit.

Even if people have the same talent, they can have different backgrounds.

The resources possessed by those privileged families and scions of large conglomerates are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

On this Awakening Day, many members of prominent families failed to refine demon spirits, but they were not discouraged at all.

Because their elders have already prepared better demon spirits for them, eighth-tier, ninth-tier, or even earth-ranked demon spirits are not impossible.

They participate in Awakening Day simply to have more options; if they can't find something suitable, they won't settle for anything less.

Even with his memories of his past life and his cultivation experience, Lin Feng couldn't guarantee that he could surpass these people.

Even if we surpass it, it's meaningless.

Because martial artists absorb spiritual energy to refine their bodies, and demon spirit masters cultivate demon spirits and absorb soul skills, all of these require systematic cultivation.

No one can become fat overnight, not even Ye Qiu.

Lin Feng doesn't have that time.

If I'm not mistaken, the fall of Jiangcheng is a signal.

The beginning of a large-scale invasion by alien races.

Can one break through to the King level in ten years?

Lin Feng wasn't absolutely certain.

And even if we break through, so what?
Even a king-level expert was easily slaughtered when faced with someone in white!

Only by refining the nightmare, by refining this magical demon spirit, can he have a chance to change his fate.

If he hadn't known what the future would hold, hadn't personally experienced that blood-soaked nightmare, and hadn't felt powerless in the face of the white-clad figure, Lin Feng wouldn't have chosen to refine this evil spirit, no matter how monstrous its talent was.

Evil spirits are malevolent and ominous beings. Even someone with Ye Qiu's talent and background in his past life met a tragic end; how much more so for him?

Lin Feng's only advantage over others is that he already knew about the aftereffects of the nightmare in advance, so he could plan to prevent and alleviate them.

"Begin practicing."

It was nearly 1 a.m., and unable to sleep, Lin Feng could only seize the time to cultivate.

The stronger the body and the more vigorous the blood and energy, the greater the success rate of refining the nightmare.

Lin Feng carefully moved the small bed to the corner, not daring to make a sound. His room was too small, less than five square meters, and he couldn't move around much.

Of course, Lin Feng had no intention of practicing his boxing on such a quiet night.

Because the meridians of those in the Body Cultivation Realm are too fragile to practice cultivation techniques, everyone, whether an ordinary person or a tycoon, practices the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refinement promulgated by the state.

Lin Feng was no exception.

The Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refinement can be considered the greatest masterpiece of the revival of martial arts.

It is the culmination of wisdom gained through years of collaboration between countless martial arts masters and scientists, combining traditional martial arts, ancient yoga techniques, and human biology.

Without the emergence of the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refinement, martial arts would not have been truly popularized, and the human race would not have been able to survive the rampage of demonic beasts.

The Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refinement are the foundation of martial arts, equivalent to foundation building in ancient martial arts terms.

The Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refinement have been popularized among every student. They are neither too difficult nor too easy.

After all, it's just thirty-six different movements.

The main challenge lies in control!

Control your body and mind.

Controlling the mind is key.

Practicing the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refinement requires complete concentration. The first ten movements are manageable, but starting from the eleventh movement, the demands on the mind become increasingly higher. Any distracting thought could lead to failure.

Controlling movements is not simply about imitation, which any acrobatic master can do. No matter how graceful or standard the posture is, it's useless if it doesn't have an effect.

To achieve the effect of body tempering, one needs to perfectly control every movement of the body and circulate qi and blood so that every muscle and bone moves in a regular manner. This is the key to the success of the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Tempering.

In the center of the room, Lin Feng sat on the floor, making various strange movements, such as supporting himself with his hands on the ground and bending his right leg upwards like a scorpion, or twisting his body together like a snake...

Some of them resemble ancient yoga, while others resemble the primal postures of wild animals. Every movement is extraordinary and challenges the limits of the body.

As Lin Feng's movements became more fluid, what seemed like ordinary actions suddenly became more graceful. At the same time, his body went from hot to cold, his blood and qi became more abundant, rapidly circulating within his body. His temples bulged, hot blood surged, and his head felt somewhat dizzy.

boom! boom! boom!
Lin Feng could even hear the sound of his own heartbeat, steady and powerful.

"Huhu."

When he reached the 27th position, Lin Feng's breathing became rapid, his brows furrowed, and he looked somewhat pained. At this moment, his whole body trembled, his naked body turned red, radiating heat, and even steam rose from it.

If someone were to witness this scene, they would likely be shocked.

At Jiangxin No.1 Middle School, even the strongest senior students can only perform 14 out of the 36 Body Refinement Forms.

Those who can achieve this level have almost all reached the ninth stage of body cultivation.

Lin Feng can do 27 moves. What does that mean?
It should be noted that the martial arts teacher at Jiangxin No. 1 Middle School, who teaches the Thirty-Six Forms of Body Refinement, is a second-rank martial artist himself, and he can only perform 19 of them, and even that is far less fluent than Lin Feng's.

Lin Feng's strength was only at the seventh level of body cultivation, which was truly astonishing.

(End of this chapter)