What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 15 Martial Arts Treasury
"It's really a case of 'throwing cards around for a moment of fun, but the aftermath is a nightmare.'"

After much effort, Xia Qing finally managed to pull the titanium card off the tree stump, and he was speechless for a moment.

The Money Dart Technique never considered taking back the money.

Pulling that sign that's stuck in the tree stump out is no easy task.

Thankfully, I didn't lose my temper and throw them all out at once, otherwise I'd probably be stuck struggling with this broken tree stump today.

"As expected of titanium alloy, its hardness is undeniable, and it's more than capable of inflicting physical damage. However, its load-bearing capacity, which can withstand heavy loads, still needs to be thoroughly tested..."

After taking back the card, Xia Qing didn't dare to throw it away again. She just casually played with the flower cutter, thinking about how to test the maximum capacity of this titanium card.

The more money you have, the stronger the Demon-Slaying Golden Light becomes.

However, there is also an upper limit to what it can bear. This is related to his own ability to bear and control it, and also to the adaptability of the attached object to the demon-breaking golden light.

The simplest way to find out exactly how much it can hold is to use it.

However, he only has a total balance of seven thousand in his card right now.

That sounds like a lot, and this is just what I earned in the last two days.

But if you actually use it to spend real money, it's still a bit too much.

Last time I just casually tried it out and spent two hundred. This time I'm going to test the upper limit, so naturally it will be more.

There was only so much of it in total, and he wanted to keep it for self-defense. It would be a waste to use it up just for testing.

However, just a thought flashed through his mind, and he slapped his forehead, having come up with an idea.

My martial arts skills are more than just martial arts.

It is conscious.

Why don't you just ask?

What can you understand better than martial arts?

Perfect timing! I just learned that what you keep in mind will eventually come to pass.

Xia Qing had a thought, and sure enough, she soon received a response from the [Golden Dart Technique].

"Your [Money Dart Technique] is carefully experiencing and testing its own limits of spending a fortune, and has found that the titanium card's compatibility is perfect. The main limit of its capacity depends on the card itself."

Limited by the strength of its physical body and spirit, it is estimated to be able to withstand 1000-1500 units of demon-slaying golden light.

"..."

Having received a response, Xia Qing was satisfied.

Looking at the unit of 'yuan', I still feel inexplicably that my terrible skill is hard to evaluate.

Moreover, being limited by the body's strength... is a bit too realistic.

There's nothing he can do; he's neither a peerless genius nor a human elite.

He was just an ordinary, unremarkable city office worker.

We can't expect him to have any superhuman physique or iron will.

His ordinary life would not have given him the opportunity to experience and hone these skills.

If it weren't for that damned nightmare, he probably would never have had anything to do with training, martial arts, or fighting in his entire life.

"A 1,500-dollar bet is powerful enough, but it can only be used four or five times at most, leaving little room for error."

Xia Qing still felt that the firepower was somewhat insufficient.

He had done a little testing last time, so he could roughly figure out the power of the current extravagant spending.

In terms of lethality, it should be sufficient; that nightmare doesn't seem to be some kind of physically powerful monster.

They can only fire four or five shots, which is quite low in terms of margin for error. Moreover, the fear of insufficient firepower is ingrained in the Xia people.

With so little 'ammunition,' it's far from reassuring.

"Furthermore, the biggest problem is the ability to bewitch. If the Nightmare hypnotizes me first, I probably won't even have time to break free..." "Defense is also a problem. I can only rely on the Money Dart Technique. Right now, I'm practically a glass cannon..."

Xia Qing pondered, her heart still unsettled.

After all, they were facing an unknown monster that they had no prior knowledge of in their own worldview.

You can never be too cautious.

His ability to inflict massive damage might threaten Nightmare, but otherwise he's just a slightly stronger ordinary person.

If Nightmare has any more attack methods, he simply won't be able to withstand it.

It's even possible that the thing could pull out a gun.

—No one says that the supernatural can't use firearms. Those methods of bewitching people and altering memories are easy to obtain.

Moreover, the claim that he is not good at hand-to-hand combat is just speculation.

Who knows if that nightmare has any kind of power-up or transformation abilities?

On the contrary, he himself is the one who truly has no hand-to-hand combat ability.

If someone gets close, it's a certain death sentence.

"In terms of mental aspects, I don't know if meditation, or those internal martial arts like Xingyiquan, would be effective, as well as martial arts in close combat and defense..."

With this in mind, Xia Qing turned her gaze to the small fitness park.

Hero Park, the largest park in the area, is a place where hidden talents abound.

Especially in this small fitness park area, many elderly men can do Russian pull-ups and perform all sorts of amazing feats on the parallel bars and horizontal bars.

Compared to young people who are generally in poor health and get out of breath after walking just a few steps, these old men who have come through hard times and have always been exercising are simply superhuman.

Besides their physical fitness, they are also quite adept at creating entertaining content.

Practicing Tai Chi or doing pull-ups are the most normal activities.

There were boxers, palm practitioners, knife wielders, and gun wielders.

The person practicing Iron Head Kung Fu by banging their head against a tree, the person constantly poking at a rock with their fingers (I wonder if they're practicing the Nine Yin White Bone Claw), the person hanging themselves by a rope like they're trying to hang themselves...

Even when spinning a top, they would use a stainless steel top as thick as a water bucket, making a loud cracking sound when they spun it.

Of course, they all just looked strange.

In Xia Qing's view, these were just ordinary people's skills, not even martial arts with practical combat ability, let alone supernatural powers.

However, the Money Dart Technique was previously just 'dart throwing'.

He barely used that thing a few times, yet it still managed to transform into a magical money dart technique.

Therefore, in his eyes, these old men and women were simply treasure troves of martial arts.

When he first started practicing dart throwing, he had wondered if he might be able to acquire other similar 'martial arts'.

However, after failing to achieve the desired result and feeling pressured, he eventually gave up and focused on practicing dart throwing.

The power of the Money Dart Technique is now sufficient, so it's worth trying it again to make up for its shortcomings and weaknesses.

Meditation and seated meditation are not convenient for the time being, but you can try them when you get back.

His primary focus was on Tai Chi.

There used to be an old man surnamed Zhang who liked to practice Tai Chi here and was quite famous in the area. We also had some interaction when he practiced darts.

Of course, what that old man was really doing was just a weak, showy display.

Tai Chi, setting aside its artistic embellishments, is not a particularly powerful martial art for actual combat.

However, when it comes to Tai Chi, most people's preconceived notions are inseparable from internal martial arts, the cultivation of both internal and external aspects, and even metaphysical concepts such as Taoism and Yin-Yang.

This is exactly what Xia Qing values.

(End of this chapter)