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Chapter 1024, Chapter 1019: Martial Arts Master (4k views, please vote!)

"What peak martial artist?" Divine Fist released his grip on Ma En's hand. "If it weren't for the fact that you don't look like it, I would have started to suspect that you were possessed by some powerful demon, otherwise how could you say such crazy things?"

"Or have you been bewitched by something?"

This answer means that it is quite good news, that is, that Shenquan can communicate normally, and that, based on his mastery of martial arts, he can also realize that he has no mental problems and is not lying.

However, many of his words also revealed that God Fist had not truly transcended the influence of the New World.

Marx and Eng then asked:

"Do you know this celestial demon who taught me martial arts?"

Divine Fist nodded:

"Of course, he was a martial artist who fell into demonic ways, and I killed him with my own hands. I have never heard of this martial art you possess, but it certainly looks like his style."

Marx and Engels asked:

"You killed him?"

God Fist looked at him and said:
"Any questions?"

Marx and Engels shook their heads:

"That's not what I heard. If I remember correctly, this celestial demon is a monster, and he has the characteristic of being immortal. He can be resurrected even if he is killed. Therefore, even you can only beat him into a secondary form and seal him away."

"This is the painting that I came into contact with."

Divine Fist frowned deeply, unsure how to respond to Marx and Engels' words:

"Monsters? What mythological novels are you talking about? There are no monsters in this world, and immortality is impossible. Apart from the Returned Ones, nothing can be brought back to life."

"And what about making it into a painting? Are you still talking about martial arts? You must have seen that in a novel, right?"

Marx and Engels explained:
"That's the problem. Your understanding of martial arts differs from mine, just as your understanding of everything differs from mine. Haven't you noticed that my martial art can also bring me close to a so-called immortal state? It's even possible that this martial art was created by the Heavenly Demon based on its own characteristics?"

Divine Fist sized up Marx and Engels:

"At best, your martial art can only improve blood circulation and enhance your recovery ability. If it's not me who's malfunctioning, then it must be you."

"But now I don't know who's at fault?"

Marx and Engels calmly stated:
"This martial art has four levels. We are currently at the very beginning, which is to increase the intensity. Once we reach the second level, 'Blood Generation,' our body can begin to heal itself as long as our heart remains intact."

"This is the realm I should be in. If I can go further, I can step into 'immortality'. At that time, I don't even need a heart. As long as I have some blood left, I can regenerate out of thin air."

"Even after I reach the pinnacle of this realm, I can remain immortal without actively controlling it, and I can still regenerate rapidly, so it is almost impossible to kill me."

"If I can break through to the fourth realm, 'Life Exhaustion,' I can even achieve immortality of both body and spirit. There are some details I can't explain to you clearly, but in general, at that time, even if you completely destroy my flesh and blood, I can be resurrected, just like the Heavenly Demon I know."

"Does this sound like an effect that can be achieved through martial arts?"

Divine Fist frowned:
"What you call the second realm sounds plausible, but the last two realms don't sound real either. If martial arts could achieve such effects, I wouldn't be retiring here. Martial arts are just a technique that makes it easier for you to kill people, not some magical spell that can turn people into paintings."

His reaction was both bad news and good news. First, it meant that Shenquan lacked understanding of martial arts, and it also likely represented a lack of mastery of martial arts techniques. But it was also good news.

Marx and Engels asked:

"In that case, perhaps you could try to help me reach the last two realms. When you see my martial arts skills, you'll know if there's anything wrong with them, right?"
"Or there's an even simpler way: you can learn it yourself before you teach me. If you can master the latter two levels of this martial art, you should be able to believe what I'm saying to some extent, right?"

Divine Fist nodded:

"no problem."

Marne said:

"Then shall I recite the entire text of martial arts to you from memory?"

Shenquan nodded, and seeing this, Ma En also hid in a corner of the square with him. Then, he began to silently recite the entire martial art to Shenquan.

When he first heard the beginning, Shenquan looked completely indifferent, but as Ma En spoke more and more, his expression became more and more serious, and he even frowned in the end.

After hearing the entire explanation of the martial arts technique, his first words were:

"This martial art is not for humans to practice."

Then he looked at Mar and Engels with a suspicious gaze:

"Are you human?"

Marx and Engels replied:
"If what you're trying to say is that the master of this martial art needs to possess a kind of spiritual energy field that can be generated outside the body, then it is indeed not suitable for all martial arts practitioners, and this should be tailor-made for me."

"As I said, the birth of this martial art is very mysterious to me, and there are many things that I still can't explain clearly."

Hearing this, the doubt in Shen Quan's eyes lessened considerably. Clearly, his question was intended to test Ma Enqing's lack of knowledge about such martial arts.
"So that means you can control your own soul and unleash some kind of invisible, intangible power driven by your consciousness, right?"

Seeing that he had used martial arts to deduce his own spiritual power, Mar and Eng quickly nodded:

"Moreover, this martial art can also help me heal..."

“…This power.” Divine Fist continued, “To be honest, I find it hard to believe that this is the martial art that the Heavenly Demon I know could create, but it certainly looks like his style.”

"Although what you said is indeed crazy, there are probably some things I don't know. Even if what you said is not entirely the truth, what I know is probably not entirely the truth either."

Marx and Engels asked:

"So, can you practice this martial art? Or can you help me cultivate this martial art?"

Shen Quan sat down on the spot, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing.

pat.

A few seconds later, the divine fist, radiating a certain aura, opened its eyes and then shook its head:

"This martial art was tailor-made for you, and I don't know if the Heavenly Demon anticipated that I might read it. There are many intricacies within it that you can't see, but those things seem to exist specifically to annoy me, almost entirely contradictory to my martial arts. "If I want to cultivate this martial art to the point of immortality, it will take at least ten days to remove the traps he deliberately left behind, and I'll also need to make some minor adjustments."

"If you want to reach the level of mastery, I'm afraid I'll have to spend about a year revising the parts that were specifically prepared for you and resolving other issues."

"In that case, I might as well just create a similar martial art myself. Although I still don't know what the final effect of this martial art will be, I should be able to create something similar."

"I just don't know what the final martial art will be like?"

Although God Fist is still under the suppression of the New World and the Fault Line at this moment, and should be far inferior to the past, he still showed a terrifying talent for martial arts.

Not only did he reach the peak of the Blood Regeneration Realm that Ma En once possessed in just two seconds, but the Undying Realm, which was still quite a distance from Ma En, was something he could break through in just over ten days.

It should be noted that this martial art was specially tailored for Ma En and also came from his memories. His progress in this martial art was not slow at all, which even surprised Li Hu.

But compared to the divine fist at this moment, it is worlds apart, which means that as long as the conditions are right, this retired martial artist should be able to regain considerable combat power.

Even if I can't break through to rank VI, reaching the peak of rank V shouldn't be a problem.

Instead of immediately revealing his true intentions, Marne asked:

"If you teach me this martial art, how long will it take for me to reach the Immortal Realm?"

“You’re asking the wrong question,” Divine Fist corrected. “I’m not some martial arts god who can make you advance by leaps and bounds with a snap of my fingers. I can certainly give you some pointers and improve your cultivation speed.”

"But what determines your cultivation speed is your talent and effort. I am just adding icing on the cake, so it is impossible for me to tell you now how long it will take to reach the Immortal Realm."

"If you have some talent and are willing to put in the effort, you might be able to break through to the Undying Realm in two or three days. But if you're slow, it might take ten or even dozens of days. Besides, martial arts training isn't something you can be overly ambitious about. Do you understand?"

Upon hearing this number, Marx and Engels blinked:
"It's okay, I'm not in a rush."

He wasn't sure how long it would take him to break through to immortality, but the time mentioned by the Divine Fist wasn't particularly long, and it was the only way he could recover his power right now.

Of course, more importantly, this martial art was something he specifically learned to restore his mental strength. In other words, if he could pick up this martial art again, or even make a breakthrough, then...

That might also help him break the seal on his mental power, and if he can break the seal on his mental power, it will certainly also help him regain the power of the Abnormal Control Bureau.

Divine Fist then asked:

"That's good. By the way, could you demonstrate that kind of mental power?"

Upon hearing this question, Marx and Engels answered honestly:

"No, it's not just my martial arts that have been crippled."

Divine Fist nodded, as if he had expected this:

"Although your martial arts can repair your power, it also depends on your power. It doesn't matter when you are below the Undying Realm, but you need this power to break through to the Undying Realm."

"And if your power is compromised, then naturally you can't cultivate normally, let alone use this martial art to repair your power, which creates a dead end?"

Marx and Engels asked:

"Is there no other way?"

Divine Fist immediately replied:
"Of course there is a way. As I said, I already have some ideas about this kind of martial art. Although it won't be easy to deal with those convoluted schemes targeting me, it's nothing to make minor adjustments for you."

"After all, you haven't found your own path in martial arts, and you're not that concerned about martial arts now, so this kind of adjustment isn't a problem for you. Of course, it's not an easy thing either."

"I need to use this martial art to first figure out the principle behind your recovery, then solve the problem of your need for this power in your cultivation, and help you recover without relying on this power."

Marne said:

"If possible, I hope to make this recovery take effect earlier than before, so that I can recover some of my condition even before I reach the Immortal Realm, and even make the recovery itself more important than the self-healing ability."

Divine Fist shook his head:

"I can't make it more important than self-healing ability, because self-healing itself is a prerequisite for recovery. If I were to change their order, I would have to do a lot more."

"However, there's no problem with it taking effect earlier."

Marx and Engels, of course, had no objection to this:
"How much time would it take you to achieve this effect?"

Divine Fist thought for a moment:
"I don't know, it will probably take at least two or three days. Moreover, this martial art has given me a lot of new ideas, and it contains some important principles that I may have overlooked before."

"Anyway, I'll master this martial art first, and I'll come find you once I've done it."

"But I'm not entirely selfless in helping you all this time. Although you say it's to prove something, we all know you're using it to get me to provide help and guidance. Of course, I have no objection to that."

"But I also need to know what exactly is going on?"

Marne looked around:
"For certain reasons, I don't think there's any need to worry about being eavesdropped on, but what I'm about to say might be quite shocking, so it's best if no one listens..."

As he spoke, the surrounding noise began to quiet down.

Divine Fist nodded:

"Now you can say it."

At this moment, Ma En really wanted to ask if martial arts like Divine Fist were more reasonable than turning people into paintings. But in the end, he restrained himself from this impulse, since Divine Fist's understanding of martial arts was entirely based on common sense that Ma En was unaware of.

To put it bluntly, what is reasonable or unreasonable depends entirely on the influence of the new world and the fault line.

Maren then said:

"Well, this may be a bit presumptuous of you, but I must say that the world you live in is a newly created illusion. In the original world, the Returnees and the Holy Church were not so dominant."

"This vision was achieved by them through some terrible power. Like I said, it's a lie that deceives the whole world. I don't know the specifics, but I can tell you that angels and destined returnees don't have a particularly good reputation in the original reality."

“And just a few days ago, you were just an old man with dementia.”

(End of this chapter)