I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

The benefits extend to those outside the home, as his five senses are becoming increasingly extraordinary.

For example, when others were sitting in the villa, they could hear Ning Yuantai's footsteps from hundreds of meters away, and even judge his emotional state. This was because he had successfully cultivated his internal organs, his kidneys were strong and his bones were full, his marrow was full, and his ears were open!

The strength of his five internal organs also boosted his physical energy, which in turn nourished his spirit and made him even stronger.

In a vague way, Xue Jing gained some understanding of the second profound meaning of the Hidden Dragon Style - Reverse Scale.

This is a profound spiritual and emotional technique that requires cultivating dragon energy to a high degree, treating oneself as a true dragon. Dragons have scales that cannot be touched, and will naturally become extremely angry.

In martial arts theory, anger is a type of "moving energy." The ultimate technique, Reverse Scale, is the ultimate application of this moving energy. Once activated, when one is extremely angry, the punch thrown will be several times more powerful than usual, and can temporarily unleash super strong combat power.

This is a profound technique that, once mastered, can cause one's martial arts combat power to increase several times over, making it impossible for Xue Jing not to be envious.

However, he has been through a lot of success, thanks to his personal efforts, talent, and a little secret that he can't talk about. He has never encountered anything that could make him angry or even furious.

I don't even have anyone to refer to.

Do I have to imagine things out of thin air that make me angry?

He possesses the ability of "Visualization of Truth," which allows him to simulate consciousness. He can indeed do it, but as long as he knows in his heart that it is fake, it ultimately lacks a sense of reality and is of little use.

Now, with his mastery of internal organ training and the application of the "Five Internal Organs Holy Embryo" recorded in Huang Po's Kung Fu, he has another way to achieve this state of "extreme rage" when his rebellious nature is touched.

Since ancient times, medicine and Taoism have been inseparable. In ancient medical techniques and Taoist theories, the five internal organs not only correspond to physical organs and senses, but also govern human emotions.

Anger injures the liver, joy injures the heart, worry injures the lungs, overthinking injures the spleen, and fear injures the kidneys.

Therefore, the liver governs anger; if the liver qi is not flowing smoothly, a person will be irritable and easily angered!

With a thought, Xue Jing activated the Yellow Woman Technique, beginning to influence his liver.

The liver, which had been moving slowly like a sleeping baby, suddenly began to beat rapidly, as if it were breathing rapidly.

As the liver began to affect his body, and Xue Jing relaxed his mind and became completely unrestrained, a sudden surge of inexplicable irritability and anger gradually emerged...

……

Just as Xue Jing was attempting to cultivate the 'Profound Technique: Reverse Scale'.

An elderly figure with a straight posture, like a swallow, silently arrived at the Zhige base.

His movements were so light and agile that it was unbelievable, and in some ways even defied the laws of physics.

The footsteps on the floor made no sound, not even a ripple in the air, and not even a speck of dust, invisible to the naked eye, moved. It was as if it were just a phantom ghost without any substance.

The old man named Wu Xuanzhu was visiting the Zhige Base in Yuancheng for the first time.

He hadn't done any prior research, yet he seemed extremely familiar with the Zhige base, as if he were at home. He knew the layout of the base perfectly, leisurely bypassing all the guards and surveillance equipment, and strolled forward at a leisurely pace.

He didn't know where Xue Jing lived, but he walked step by step toward the villa where Xue Jing was without any hesitation.

He simply took it for granted that he believed in something akin to intuition, and took steps toward the place he subconsciously wanted to go.

Then he arrived.

Seeing the young figure sitting cross-legged on the rooftop of the villa in the distance, Wu Xuanzhu smiled slightly and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared on the rooftop, standing in front of Xue Jing, less than two meters away.

Wu Xuanzhu carefully examined Xue Jing's appearance and then had a slight understanding of what was going on.

'I see, no wonder Youqing was so attracted to him… Hey, she still has that girlish side.'

The old man smiled silently, pondering how to subtly and elegantly announce his arrival to Xue Jing.

Should we just open the door directly?

Should I subtly let my presence slip so he'll notice?

Let's stay behind him and hide a little longer...

Wu Xuanzhu was deep in thought.

Suddenly, Xue Jing seemed to sense something, and his eyelids twitched slightly.

Although Wu Xuanzhu was thinking about something and his gaze was not on Xue Jing, he still immediately noticed the commotion and was quite surprised.

Have you been discovered?

Just as he was thinking this, Xue Jing slowly opened his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him expressionlessly.

Wu Xuanzhu smiled and was about to say hello, but the words caught in his throat.

"Om-!!"

The air trembled and hummed softly, and a ring of air waves suddenly spread out from Xue Jing as the center.

Within the dark golden vertical pupils of the true dragon, two flames of fury were burning silently.

Around Xue Jing, the air began to ripple with subtle distortions, as if invisible flames were twisting the light.

Wu Xuanzhu exclaimed in surprise, "...Such pure anger."

Xue Jing had never met Wu Xuanzhu before and did not know who the person in front of him was. He should have been able to easily deduce the identity of the person in front of him with rational thinking, but at the moment, his rationality was being burned by the flames of anger, leaving him no time to think.

There was only one simple logical formula in my mind.

A stranger → approaches without greeting → hides their presence well → intends to ambush me → is an enemy.

next moment.

"boom--!!!"

With his skin, flesh, tendons, bones, and blood all circulating, he unleashed his full power with the finishing punch. Under the extreme rage state of the ultimate technique, Reverse Scale, his energy of movement was completely maximized. At this moment, his output was at least three times that of normal!

This was Xue Jing's strongest punch in his unarmed state, and with the amplification of the Reverse Scale, its power was terrifying.

“Ouch——!!!”

The roar of the dragon exploded, and the entire Zhige Base was within the range of this massive sound wave. Almost everyone in the base immediately felt numb and stiff, like herbivores encountering a monster at the top of the food chain. They froze on the spot, with only their eyes still able to move, wide open in terror, staring at their companions beside them.

As for Wu Xuanzhu, who was the most direct target of the dragon's roar, his eyes only flashed with interest as the dragon's roar exploded right next to his ears.

"interesting……"

He extended a finger, seemingly slowly but actually swiftly blocking the trajectory of Xue Jing's swinging fist.

The force used was exactly the same as the 'finishing touch' that Xue Jing was about to unleash.

"Chong-"

The fists clashed, producing a sound like metal striking metal, like needles against wheat awns, locked in a stalemate, exploding into countless sparks.

"Such pure internal energy, such domineering punching power."

Wu Xuanzhu spoke with considerable ease, his voice revealing undisguised surprise.

Just as he was about to offer another comment, suddenly, a layer of platinum coating slowly emerged on the knuckles where Xue Jing's fingers met his, covering the fist.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Jing's already extremely unreasonable and domineering punching power suddenly doubled without any warning!

There is absolutely no time difference, not even a nanosecond!

Even a master gunner like him would have no chance to react in such a situation with no warning or time difference.

"Varied--"

Wu Xuanzhu's eyes widened slightly, and he only managed to utter one word before he was instantly sent flying.

"Bang—bang—bang—bang—"

After piercing through several buildings like a cannonball, the old man finally managed to use his strength to stop his backward flight.

He looked up at his fingers, where a tiny drop of blood was seeping from the tip.

"You actually managed to hurt me?"

Wu Xuanzhu said with some disbelief.

Although the incident happened suddenly and without warning, leaving him no time to take any protective measures, his body was still a formidable one!

Even if someone wields a sharp weapon, a junior who hasn't yet broken through his limits shouldn't be able to break his skin.

The surprises weren't over yet.

Suddenly, a shadow enveloped Wu Xuanzhu.

Look up.

A massive, platinum-gold sword, as big as a door and larger than a person, was hurtling down toward his head.

The air emitted a shrill, agonizing wail, and the surrounding rain was agitated and scattered by the airflow, creating a vacuum.

On a handsome, expressionless face, a pair of dark gold vertical pupils, burning with silent fury, stared straight at him.

Sensing the power of this attack, Wu Xuanzhu's lips twitched.

What exactly is going on with this junior?

Was he really fighting with a child who was the same age as his youngest disciple?

……

Chapter 261 God's Illegitimate Son, the Spear Saint Who Makes Your Scalp Shiver, Li Qi's Past Events (4K)

"boom--!!!"

A deafening explosion shook the entire Zhige base, almost like an earthquake.

Wu Xuanzhu stretched out one hand and caught the blade of the platinum-gold greatsword in a grasping motion.

His body instantly shrank by several centimeters, and the soles of his feet sank into the ground. A ring of cracks spread out from his feet, soon reaching an exaggerated diameter of nearly a hundred meters.

This heavy sword strike, which should have driven him into the ground like a nail, was miraculously neutralized and redirected by his superb skillful use of force, radiating outwards to the surrounding floor.

Wu Xuanzhu frowned slightly.

This sword strike was incredibly powerful; in terms of sheer force, it had already reached the level of a Grandmaster who had broken through limits. But for him, it was nothing.

He can unleash a strike a hundred times more powerful than this sword at any time.

The problem is... the person who wielded this sword was a boy less than one-fifth his age.

He had seen even more amazing martial arts geniuses in the past; he had even seen prodigies who broke through their limits at the age of twelve or thirteen.