The Entry-plundering Demon Hunter

"So, did Lin Yi go in?"

Outside the Body Tempering Room.

Yang Yong hurried over.

He looked a little anxious. He had just stepped out for a moment, and Coach Wu had already brought Lin Yi over.

He’d wanted to give Lin Yi a few last-minute instructions.

After all, this special training hall was different from the outside world.

And the training methods were completely different.

Even though Lin Yi was talented and a quick study, it was his first time undergoing special training in this environment, so he was bound to be unfamiliar with it.

He could even easily get injured...

Coach Wu glanced back at Yang Yong.

He looked down at the electronic timer above the Body Tempering Room.

The time was displayed clearly on it.

"He’s been in for two minutes. He’ll be out soon," Coach Wu said nonchalantly.

His main job was to oversee the training hall.

He’d seen his fair share of disciples and geniuses.

He had a good idea of what to expect from their first time.

They never lasted more than five minutes before they were yelling to be let out.

To the coaches, this was perfectly normal.

In those extreme conditions, no disciple could last very long.

Even Zhou Qi, who had undergone Body Tempering countless times, could only last for a little over ten minutes now.

However, the gains from each Body Tempering session were significant.

The refinement of one’s physique and Qi and Blood, in particular, was immensely beneficial.

"That was too reckless. It’s his first time here, you should have explained things to him clearly!"

Yang Yong’s expression darkened, clearly displeased with Coach Wu.

However, Coach Wu just smiled. "Old Yang, you’re too tense. Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing!"

"I’m not some rookie who’s only been on the job for a few days. I can manage the time. The moment he can’t take it anymore, I’ll stop the session!"

Coach Wu’s words did nothing to put Yang Yong at ease.

He said nothing, his eyes fixed on the timer above.

But time ticked by, second after second, minute after minute.

Soon, it reached the five-minute mark...

Coach Wu’s pupils constricted involuntarily.

’Strange. It’s been five minutes already, and he still hasn’t reached his limit?’

Yang Yong: "..."

Once the timer passed five minutes, every second was agony for Yang Yong.

It was as if he were the one inside undergoing Body Tempering.

He grew more and more anxious, his eyes glued to the timer on the door.

Every passing second made him break out in a cold sweat for Lin Yi.

minutes...

minutes...

minutes...

minutes...

By the time the timer hit 18 minutes, even Coach Wu was starting to panic.

"This is impossible. A newcomer to Body Tempering shouldn’t last more than five minutes, tops.

He’s almost been in there for twenty minutes!"

"Old Yang, don’t tell me your disciple froze to death in there?"

The moment he said it, Yang Yong shot him a fierce glare.

"Bullshit! If he froze to death, he’d be hypothermic and the alarm would’ve gone off.

There haven’t been any alarms, which means he’s perfectly fine..."

"Right, right, you’re right. There’s an alarm. Any change in body temperature would trigger it!"

"Then that’s what’s so strange. How has he been in there this long without any issues? Old Yang, just what’s the deal with this disciple of yours?"

Yang Yong: "..."

The two of them waited outside, fraught with worry.

When the Body Tempering session neared the thirty-minute mark, Yang Yong couldn’t take it anymore. Sweat was beading on his forehead.

"Quick, end the Body Tempering! Now!"

"But there hasn’t been an alarm yet. You want to end it already?"

"End it! Right now!"

Coach Wu didn’t say anything more.

He nodded, hurried back to the control room, and hit the off switch.

Meanwhile, inside the Body Tempering Room.

Lin Yi was still enjoying the Body Tempering, feeling like he was about to conquer the snowy mountain, when suddenly, the scene around him changed.

The lights came back on, the snowy mountain vanished, the temperature returned to normal, and the howling wind ceased...

Lin Yi slowly stood up from the ground.

"The Body Tempering session is over. Lin Yi, can you come out?"

Coach Wu’s voice echoed around him again.

Lin Yi chuckled and nodded. "I can!"

"Alright, then open the door and come on out of the Body Tempering Room!"

Lin Yi didn’t say anything more, just nodded, opened the door, and walked out.

"Coach Yang..."

As soon as he stepped out of the Body Tempering Room, Lin Yi saw that Yang Yong was there too.

A faint smile touched his lips.

But in contrast to Lin Yi’s relaxed state, Yang Yong looked worried. "How are you? Is everything alright with your body?"

"Anything abnormal? No, nothing at all!"

"I was just about to conquer that snowy mountain. I didn’t expect it to end so quickly!"

Lin Yi wanted to lighten the atmosphere.

He noticed that both Coach Yang and Coach Wu looked far too tense.

But as soon as he said this, the nearby Coach Wu burst out laughing.

Yang Yong shot him a harsh glare.

"Today’s Body Tempering training is over. You did very well!"

"Let’s go. Come back to the front with me."

"Alright!"

Lin Yi nodded and left with Yang Yong.

On the way, Yang Yong continued to ask questions.

"Weren’t you cold just now?"

"I was. It was very cold at first, but I circulated the Qi and Blood in my body and quickly forced the chill out!"

"Circulate your Qi and Blood? Did Coach Wu tell you that?"

"No, I figured it out myself!"

Yang Yong: "..."

When he turned to look at Lin Yi again, his eyes held an even more complex expression.

But behind that complexity was a sense of gratification.

Clearly, Lin Yi’s performance had once again exceeded his expectations.

Before this, no one had been able to last for such a long time in the Body Tempering Room.

In those extreme conditions, even a Martial Arts genius like Zhou Qi lasting a little over ten minutes was already his limit.

There was one student before who had lasted over twenty minutes.

And his record had remained unbroken to this day.

In those extreme conditions, only those with a higher Cultivation Realm could last longer.

And today, Lin Yi broke the twenty-minute record.

But that was not Lin Yi’s limit.

Back in the training room, Lin Yi joined the other students and trained for the rest of the afternoon.

When the day’s training was over, all the students changed their clothes and began to leave one after another.

Meanwhile, in an office on an upper floor of the Martial Arts Hall.

A silver-haired old man was practicing calligraphy.

He looked quite old, his face lined with wrinkles.

When he looked up at Yang Yong, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

"Oh? You’re saying the new disciple lasted nearly thirty minutes in the Body Tempering Room? And he still hadn’t reached his limit?" the old man asked, a hint of surprise in his voice.

Yang Yong nodded. "Thirty minutes wasn’t his limit..."

The old man didn’t reply immediately. Instead, he finished writing the last character.

Then, he looked up at Yang Yong again. "Now this is interesting. What’s the disciple’s name?"

"His name is Lin Yi..."