Starting from becoming a god, I travel through the heavens.

The library had tables and chairs, and Zhao Sheng sat in a chair reading a martial arts book, occasionally practicing the moves of fists, palms, claws, or grappling techniques according to the book's contents.

He absorbed the essence of martial arts and used it as resources to prepare for creating his own style of boxing.

Tatata! ! !

Just as Zhao Sheng was engrossed in watching, hurried footsteps approached from afar. He frowned and looked up at the doorway. The footsteps stopped, and the sound came in.

"A lot of people from martial arts schools have come outside. They're here to demand an explanation from you. My master sent me to invite you over."

"I understand." With that, Zhao Sheng stood up, walked out without closing his book, and saw a young man standing there. He was imposing, with eyes like stars, a handsome young man.

"Let's go." He finished speaking and walked outside. The young man nodded respectfully and followed. Even his master was no match for this person, so he dared not be presumptuous, even though the other party concealed his aura as if he were an ordinary person.

The two quickly walked out and saw a group of middle-aged men gathered at the entrance of the martial arts school. Among them, three middle-aged men stood at the head, presumably as the leaders.

Standing in front of the three middle-aged men was Master Gu, whose expression was cold and unpleasant. There must have been a conflict, otherwise his face wouldn't be so grim.

"Master Gu, I heard they're looking for me." Zhao Sheng strode over, glanced at the martial arts school owners, and then looked at Master Gu to ask.

"So you're the culprit? Without the consent of our four major martial arts schools, you raided our schools and killed Master Zhao of Linghe Martial Arts School. Shouldn't you give us all an explanation?"

Before Master Gu could speak, a middle-aged man at the head of the group questioned him. He was the master of the Li Family Martial Arts School, one of the four major martial arts schools, and was skilled in Baguazhang and also a master of internal strength.

"Explanation? If I'm not skilled enough, I'll die. What can you do about it?" Zhao Sheng looked at Master Li, his voice utterly calm. "Besides, does Zhao Sheng need your permission to challenge me?"

His words were arrogant and domineering, intimidating the current head of the academy, including Head Gu.

"Aren't you afraid of bringing disaster upon yourself with your arrogance?" Master Wu narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists, and spoke in an icy voice.

He hadn't expected the person in front of him to be so arrogant. It was impossible to force the other party to submit by relying on the power of the many martial arts school owners. Now there were two paths he could take.

Either kill Zhao Sheng now to avenge Linghe Martial Arts School and prevent the matter from being publicized, or go to the ring and kill Zhao Sheng to restore the prestige of Changlin Road Martial Arts School and deter any challengers.

However, both paths are very risky.

If the other side launches a strong counterattack, many people will inevitably die, and if the news leaks out, it will certainly be ridiculed by competitors in other places.

If the latter is not strong enough, it may only make him a laughing stock, and may attract a lot of martial arts masters and boxers who want to challenge him. Moreover, Master Gu may have already had a falling out with him.

"A scourge? I am the greatest scourge," Zhao Sheng said, meeting the gazes of Master Wu and the others with a calm, still gaze.

Seeing the conflict erupt, Master Gu coughed lightly and said, "Since you gentlemen are here to demand an explanation, why don't you try lending a hand to him?"

His words abruptly interrupted the escalating conflict, leaving room for maneuver for both sides.

"Master Gu is right, then let Master Wu, Master Li, and Master Fang give it a try." The many masters nodded in agreement, each with their own little schemes in mind.

None of the martial arts school owners are fools. Even Master Gu's words left room for maneuver, which suggests that Zhao Sheng's strength is extraordinary.

If we really fight, and I die, wouldn't that just benefit the other martial arts schools?

Zhao Sheng didn't speak, giving them a way out. The three masters knew this and stopped being aggressive. Then, the two sides started to lend a hand.

Before long, the three masters' expressions changed, and they all looked at Master Gu, thinking to themselves, "No wonder Old Gu is such a peacemaker. If they really fought to the death, the three of them would probably be the first to die."

"Master Gu, we will have our disciples come over later to assess the compensation. We'll take our leave now if we've disturbed you any further."

The three martial arts school owners gave Zhao Sheng a deep look before leaving with their men. The other martial arts school owners knew that the outcome was already decided and wisely kept quiet.

Zhao Sheng returned to the library to continue reading martial arts texts.

The Gu Family Martial Arts School returned to normal, with students practicing their forms and stances, and the school remained peaceful for a long time.

As for the commotion caused by Zhao Sheng, after more than a month, the traces have faded, and basically no one discusses it anymore. Occasionally, people will talk about it as a casual topic after dinner.

Inside the library.

Zhao Sheng closed his eyes, his body had become much thinner, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, with many martial arts manuals scattered around him.

His demeanor underwent a complete transformation. His hair was messy and slightly long, his beard was unkempt, and his clothes were terribly smelly. For more than a month, he did nothing but read, eat, drink, and relieve himself.

"I've finished studying the martial arts at the Gu Family Martial Arts School, and I know all the moves by heart. It's time to return to China." Zhao Sheng opened his eyes, his clear gaze flashing strangely. He stood up, and some books clattered to the ground.

He stepped out of the library, and his aura became that of an ordinary person. His boxing skills had reached a state of returning to simplicity, and he was only half a step away from creating his own style.

Creating a style of boxing involves not only studying martial arts but also understanding the universe and integrating one's own insights into the art, thus forming one's own unique style and becoming a master of boxing.

"You... have reached the Transformation Realm?" Master Gu asked with a look of surprise as he saw Zhao Sheng walk out, his steps steady and his aura normal.

"Not yet, find me some clothes." Zhao Sheng shook his head slightly, walked into a bathroom provided by the martial arts school, and began to wash away the dirt and grime all over his body.

Upon hearing this, Master Gu beckoned to the young man, "Zhao'er, go and get a set of clothes to take to Master Zhao." The young man nodded and left.

"Transformation Realm, I never thought I would see a Transformation Realm Grandmaster born in my lifetime, and a young one at that. Perhaps he has the chance to reach the Dan Jin realm," Master Gu murmured.

Despite being a master of internal energy, he has only reached the highest level of internal energy, the peak of which is extremely rare. The Grandmaster of Transformation Energy is a rare and elusive figure, almost impossible to find.

There are a few in China, a few in Europe, and a few in the Hongmen in North America. There aren't many Grandmasters of Transformation Force in the whole world.

As for Dan Jin, which is above Hua Jin, I've never even heard of it.

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Zhao Sheng looked at Master Gu and said, "I have finished reading all the books in the library. There are my insights into martial arts that I left behind. I can make a copy of those insights and give it to Changfeng Martial Arts School as a way of repaying my debt of karma."

"Are you leaving?" Master Gu asked.

"Well, my next path is to comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth and help myself create my own martial arts style. Reading martial arts texts is no longer of much help to me," Zhao Sheng said.

"Will you give it back?"

"I'm not going back. I'm going to China to visit various martial arts masters. My path is not limited to the Transformation Realm." Zhao Sheng shook his head, turned around and left the Gu Family Martial Arts School, leaving Changlin Road.

He didn't take a taxi, but walked north. The Philippines is mostly mountainous and forested, and he soon disappeared into the forest.

As he traveled, Zhao Sheng comprehended martial arts within the universe, reflecting on the path and his boxing techniques. His mind soared to the heavens, and he practiced beast boxing by observing birds and beasts, following their movements step by step.

He explored various martial arts styles, including Bajiquan, Xingyiquan, Taijiquan, Eagle Claw, Shaolin Golden Bell, and Iron Shirt, and he was learning about the origins and intentions of these martial arts pioneers.

Every martial arts master who creates a new style of boxing is a grandmaster who establishes a school of thought. Their ideas and concepts can serve as the resources for creating their new style of boxing.

One day, two days... ten days... time passed.

Zhao Sheng traveled along the way, eating wild delicacies when he was hungry and drinking spring water when he was thirsty. Occasionally, he fought with wild beasts, his clothes stained with blood, and all the beasts retreated until he reached a port.

"It turns out that my martial arts are free in their own way." Zhao Sheng looked out at the sea, with nowhere to go. Looking back, he could see the traces of his journey.

As he unleashed his fist, the intent of his fist arose spontaneously, and a path spontaneously appeared beneath his feet, severing countless roads and blocking all paths. My path gave birth while his path died; his fist technique and intent were incomparably domineering.

"Breaking Path Seal!"