The corner gives the wooden martial arts master, whose martial arts are equivalent to a harem.

The Milky Way, dazzling and full of light, fell into Ling Feixing's eyes, reflecting the brilliance of the boy outside.

Although the boy, who was a little late in developing, was only 1.6 meters tall, many subtle changes in his physique made him look a bit taller.

The alternating light and heavy breathing seemed like invisible acupuncture needles, piercing the coccyx and transforming into sheep pulling a cart, slowly advancing towards the Jiaji point, where the deer cart took over and strode forward, until finally transforming into a tiger at the Yuzhen point and bursting forth in one fell swoop.

His eyes gradually became more luminous, and every muscle was modified to be the most suitable "fierce" internal memory for the way Bajiquan exerts its power.

"Heh, good lad." Ling Feixing smiled and chuckled, loosening his grip slightly as he muttered, "Only a week..."

The round table, which was set with a large platter of stir-fried potatoes, green peppers, and eggplant, stir-fried dried tofu with chili peppers, three kinds of vegetables with rice noodles and meat, and a soup of seaweed and egg drop soup, immediately fell down. However, she only lightly poked the belly of the table with her toes, stabilized the falling momentum, and then stopped with her foot. The round table landed steadily without spilling the food or soup.

Suddenly she bent her knees slightly, swung her left foot outward, and hooked her right foot in pursuit. With a twist and turn, she quickly approached Gu Chuanhen, her momentum so fierce that there was no way to avoid her.

Suddenly, he raises his hand as if drawing a bow, twists his waist and shoulders, and his power rises from the ground, flowing from the soles of his feet into his fist. He steps forward and his back foot follows closely, his body turns to the side, and his fist strikes out like an umbrella being opened in an instant.

He stepped forward and threw a punch, holding back his strength but not his power, aiming straight for Gu Chuanhen's wide-open center gate when his mind was relaxed.

Upon seeing the fist coming, the boy's breathing changed.

Inhale, hold your breath, and then exhale—the breath rushes forward as if blowing your nose, forcing out the sounds of "hum" and "ha" to expel the floating air from your body.

With a hum, his body swelled up like a pufferfish; with a 'ha' sound, his muscles tensed and his diaphragm tightened as well.

With each exhalation, the muscles, bones, skin, and internal organs are transformed into a closed natural cycle.

The force of the punch was forged in the tension and expansion. Gu Chuanhen blocked with his left hand, followed by a downward punch, and then deflected it to the side of his body. His neck did not move, but his trapezius muscles arched slightly to provide force for his waiting right shoulder.

He stomped forward with his right foot, kicking up dust, leaned forward, his upper arm thrusting forward like a spear, his forearm flicking like the shaft, and his five fingers plunging into the spearhead.

The five fingers were not clenched into a fist, but loosely shaped like claws, and went straight for the graceful and beautiful face of the young female warrior.

However, the three-pointed hand of the King of Hell seemed to pause before the female warrior's eyes, as if temporarily halted.

Gu Chuanhen's index and middle fingers were aimed directly at Ling Feixing's eyes, while his well-trained thumb was poised to pry open one of his temples, and his ring and little fingers seemed to be waiting for the right moment to scratch his cheek.

"Good! Good! Good! That's awesome! This 'Three Points of the King of Hell' bento is fucking awesome!! Yes, Gu Chuanhen, you are absolutely the strongest, because you, Gu Chuanhen, are fucking this strong, fucking unparalleled! With such a domineering spirit that roams the world, who can resist you?!"

What will make you the absolute best is bound to happen!! Because I've already decided! So let me—help you reach the pinnacle!

Seeing that your skill has reached such a profound level, Bajiquan cannot help but praise you and has decided to give you even more benefits, hoping to witness the initial glimmer of your domineering spirit.

Bajiquan Favorability +2

Current favorability rating: 42/100 (Appreciation)

In a sense, this crazy woman certainly has some flaws, but compared to the extent of her self-control, those flaws can be completely ignored.

However, to be fair, the character design and style of Bajiquan are like a beginner's level, taught with extremely low difficulty.

Ling Feixing's lips curled into a smile, appearing extremely satisfied: "Why aren't you making any more moves?"

Gu Chuanhen reluctantly withdrew his right hand, tucked his neck into his collar, pressed his chin against the zipper, twisted his ten fingers back and forth in front of him, and drew circles on the ground with his toes.

He pouted slightly, swaying his body sheepishly, and said, "If I really did it, tomorrow would probably be worse than 'I'm going to write the word 'misery' on your leg.'"

That's not actually the case; it was just that the sudden sound from Bajiquan distracted him.

Ling Feixing sighed and gently patted the boy's head.

"After all, I'm not some kind of devil, and I won't take revenge for personal reasons. Xiao Gu, you should know that there is no distinction between men and women on the path of martial arts. There are only opponents who compete to see who is better, or enemies who fight to the death. Therefore, there is no mercy for women in the martial arts competition, only ruthless destruction." Ling Feixing's eyes were as gentle as water, but his tone was somewhat complicated and difficult to understand, as if he was thinking about something.

What she was thinking about was the "victory" that had been decided early on; she didn't mean she wanted to win, but rather that she didn't want to lose.

Then she changed the subject, looking Gu Chuanhen up and down, her undisguised joy and appreciation shining through like a bright flashlight.

"In just seven days, you have mastered the breathing technique of Bajiquan's small frame without a teacher. This shows that you have internalized the small frame to the core. I have never seen such a talent before. Master Zhang Baojun was right. Martial arts also train people. When you internalize the basics, those basics will train you in turn. Even if I haven't taught you the various killing moves and heavy blows of Bajiquan yet, you can still use this small frame to understand them by analogy and even create your own fighting style."

"Alas! To hear such a pleasing junior martial artist utter such words that please me, hehe~ This ticket to broaden my horizons is worth dying for, hahaha!"

Bajiquan's eyes lit up, and she agreed with Ling Feixing's statement that "people practice martial arts, and martial arts also refine people" to a great extent, but she had some questions about one person.

"Zhang Baojun? Who is this? Just hearing the name, one can sense the aura of an unparalleled expert. Oh? I now know how to accelerate your progress to this level of expertise."

The mere mention of the word "master" fills Bajiquan with a surge of heroic spirit, and she can't help but glance at you. She hopes that you can surpass everyone in this world with your domineering spirit and become the number one master who dominates the martial arts world. Although she's a bit crazy, she's actually endearingly strong.

Bajiquan Favorability +2

Current favorability rating: 44/100 (Appreciation)

Gu Chuanhen had not yet paid attention to Bajiquan, but after hearing Ling Feixing's words, he raised his hand to ask a question.

"Teacher, does mastering the small frame technique to the core lead to mastery of other techniques? Why is that? Shouldn't the small frame technique just be a basic routine?"

"Heh, heh ha, hee hee hee, hahahahahaha... Damn it, damn it, hahahahahaha... Damn it, now you're really in trouble, how could you not know? How could you not know? Kid, how could you not know this damn common sense? Hahahaha? No, you can't laugh anymore, hahahahahahaha..."

Bajiquan practitioners might genuinely laugh when they're speechless; they're mocking your ignorance of basic martial arts principles. Even though you're told not to laugh anymore, they keep laughing without stopping.

Seeing the various onomatopoeic words "hee hee ha ha" appear before his eyes, Gu Chuanhen couldn't help but blink. Before he could no longer recognize "hee hee ha ha," he rationally shifted his attention.

The meaningless laughter in his eyes gradually disappeared, as if the golden finger had autonomously protected Gu Chuanhen's eyes.

When many identical words appear before one's eyes, phenomena known as the "uncanny valley of words" and "Gestalt collapse" occur. The latter makes one unable to recognize the word, while the former evokes a sense of absurdity, dread, and even fear and panic.

Although Gu Chuan hated watching this madwoman's antics any longer, he couldn't help but want to see what powerful words she would utter next.

Having found nothing unusual about the ancient legend, Ling Feixing pondered for a moment before finally giving his answer.

"It's a 'feeling,' just like a basketball player's shooting training. At first, you just use your conscious effort to shoot, but over time your muscles will remember the feeling of putting the ball into the basket."

The form of force, the amount of force, the range of motion of the body... all these physical factors are included in this feeling, and this feeling will in turn correct the player's posture, thereby improving the shooting percentage, and this is "feel".

Therefore, once you've internalized the basic structure, it's as if your body has memorized that feeling, and you've acquired that physical sensation.

This physical sensation will correct your body posture without you even realizing it, and at the same time optimize or simplify the expression of your moves.

The same applies to breathing. When practicing the small frame, your body is a whole; moving one part affects the whole body, and breathing is naturally part of that.

Your "Three Points of the King of Hell" technique just now is a small-frame technique based on the principles of Bajiquan, applied indirectly.

Gu Chuanhen nodded slightly and said from the bottom of his heart, "Suddenly, I feel that practicing martial arts doesn't seem so tiring anymore."

"It's because of positive feedback." Ling Feixing chuckled with satisfaction, patted Gu Chuanhen's head, and said, "Hurry up and have dinner. Now that you have a solid foundation in Bajiquan, I can teach you 'Great Sage Splitting the Heavens' tomorrow."

"Huh? Teacher Ling, why aren't you continuing to teach me Bajiquan? Shouldn't you be striking while the iron is hot?"

Ling Feixing looked at the short boy following behind him. His unchanging face softened considerably in the gentle evening breeze. There was none of the ferocity he had shown when he lashed out with the bamboo whip.

She breathed softly and spoke gently.

"Because my teaching philosophy is to lay a solid foundation for you first, Xiao Gu. You need to know that a tall building starts from the ground up, and the foundation is of paramount importance."

Although you have good natural talent and are considered promising, you are by no means a true genius in my eyes. Moreover, you haven't even met a true genius yet. You'll only realize the real difference between you two once you've encountered them.

Geniuses lament their lack of talent within the halls of fame, while those outside haven't even opened the door yet... It's truly a cruel thing.

I was a month younger than that Chu Ci, but a year later. When I was twenty, I fought him ten times, and I lost every single one of them. I had never seen such a terrifying monster.

At that time, it seemed like he wanted to kill me. No, it seemed like he wanted to kill every martial artist who fought him, but for some reason he always held back, as if he didn't want to kill anyone, but he was torn between his feelings... He was a very strange person.

Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore.

Let's get back to you.

The foundation of Bajiquan has been laid. After that, I will only need to give you a few simple pointers and you will know how to practice the killing moves and heavy blows. Therefore, I will not spend too much time on this. After laying the foundation for each style of boxing, I will start building other foundations, but at the same time, I will maintain the previous foundations. So the proportion of basic external skills training will gradually decrease, your foundation will become more and more complete, and finally sublimate.

I firmly believe that if you were to become a crystal formed from a large amount or even all of the fundamental elements, even a genius like Chu Ci would not be as dazzling as you.

Once crystallized, it will solidify into the most dazzling gemstone within your body, and bloom into the most magnificent jade flower.

The wind picked up, rustling the leaves as they pattered against the rain, filling the gap between the twenty-six-year-old woman and the sixteen-year-old boy, like a jelly containing two different pieces of fruit.

Amidst the rustling of falling leaves, she stood craning her neck, while he stared at her blankly.

Gu Chuanhen didn't know how to describe his current teacher, but he knew that he would never forget her appearance tonight, day or night.

Because she looked at me as if I were a unique, one-of-a-kind treasure. Like a child who loves candy seeing a precious jewel.

Hesitantly, Gu Chuanhen tried to respond to the beautiful 26-year-old woman before him. Because besides his parents and family, she also cherished him dearly.

If someone treats you like a treasure, you should cherish that person even more.

Gu Chuan was at a loss for words, so he spoke without thinking.

"Then, Teacher Ling, how about I defeat the Chu Ci for you?"

Despite his slightly dirty face, his eyes were rather bright.

The wind picked up again, and a hint of admiration flashed in the eyes of the young female martial artist.

The spirit of youth is something that cannot be regenerated or changed.

And she witnessed that spirit that is irreplaceable and unchangeable.

"OK."

She nodded gently, listening to the sound of the wind and the symphony of leaves and rain.

Ling Feixing's mind stirred, and she thought of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng.

Is it the wind that's moving? Or the sails?

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[Ancient Tradition: The Unseen Hidden Affection Level]

Name: Ling Feixing.

Gender: Female.

Age: 26 years old.

Height: 183CM.

Weight: 85KG (but looks like 65KG)

Acquired knowledge and extensive reading of martial arts classics: In 1985, his grandfather compiled a collection of martial arts classics. His family has a long history of learning martial arts, and after he learned to read, he was always reading books, thus becoming familiar with martial arts.

Innate Talent - Martial Arts Insight: Due to rich theoretical knowledge and innate talent, one can see through almost all martial arts moves.

Titles: First in the 1991 Talent Cultivation Program; Divine Warrior; Recorder of the Inheritance of Various Secret Fist Techniques; Living Encyclopedia of Martial Arts.

Character evaluation: Delicate clouds weave patterns, shooting stars convey sorrow, and the Milky Way stretches far and wide in secret.

Favorability +1

Current favorability rating: 41/100 (Appreciate)

Current stage (appreciation): Begin to show obvious appreciation and respect for certain aspects of the other person, and regard the other person as a trustworthy partner or friend, or something else, and be willing to share more information and ideas.

Affection rating (plus some吐槽): 1 point above friendly, 10 points below liking. (♪♫♬More than friends, less than lovers... I can't wait to know how things will turn out♪♫♬)

A voiceover quips: "The child is still a minor, only sixteen. Waiting until they're eighteen or nineteen—no, twenty—is still not enough. It's not too late to wait until they're twenty-one, twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-eight, twenty-nine before they finally blossom and bear fruit."