Martial Saint: Starting with Accumulating Experience

Pingcheng, the dock.

Li Shuxian, dressed in a blue robe, stood by the river, watching the passing boats. Beside him stood a middle-aged man with a powerful presence.

"Isn't your niece-in-law coming along?"

The man asked.

Li Shuxian waved his hand: "I have my own arrangements for Jing Shu. According to the plan, she is not in the city right now. If all goes well, she will meet me at the Cao Gang in a few days."

The man seemed lost in thought.

Then, Li Shuxian turned around and instructed the bowing steward behind him, "Go back and tell my mother that I've gone to the Grand Canal Gang."

"Also, keep an eye on Jing Shu's whereabouts. If Jing Shu returns to Pingcheng, bring her here to board the boat. Don't say a word about it in front of my mother, understand?"

"Understood, I understand."

Manager Li kept this in mind.

"Lord Wu, my Li family's martial arts instructors are all unavailable right now, so I'll have to trouble you with the journey," Li Shuxian said, bowing to the middle-aged man beside him.

"Don't worry too much about Zhou Bingzhong. He's just a Grand Martial Arts Master. He doesn't have the guts to lay a hand on our Canal Gang."

Li Shuxian nodded slightly.

Regardless, it's best to be safe. He's going to the headquarters of the Canal Gang, where a grandmaster is in charge, so it couldn't be safer.

Looking into the distance, Li Shuxian felt a pang of emotion: Chen Feng, I hope you have some backbone and don't cower in fear. I've prepared a big gift for you.

At this moment, a servant walked over quickly.

"Nephew, it seems the boat is ready." The man pointed to a large boat on the shore, which was decorated with the unique flags of the Canal Gang.

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Dappled shadows of trees were scattered across the rocky ground, and the withered grass among the pebbles rustled in the wind, while a stench of blood permeated the air.

Chen Feng clenched his fists, panting heavily, his knuckles turning white from the force.

There was a visible wound on his arm, and the blood that had seeped out dripped down his arm, spreading a small, glaring red patch on the ground.

The blood and qi surged violently within the body, each movement accompanied by a tearing pain—

The old woman before him was a whole realm above him, the most terrifying opponent he had ever encountered.

The old woman stood three zhang away, her face gloomy. She had never expected Chen Feng to have such strength, which had prevented her from defeating him for so long.

Chen Feng shook off the bloodstains on his arm, his heart sinking. The Qi Condensation Realm was still the Qi Condensation Realm, even if he was much weaker than his second senior brother.

The martial artist's true energy is extremely powerful.

Defense can prevent damage, offense can penetrate armor.

The old woman's fingertips barely touched Chen Feng's arm, yet his skin felt as if it had been easily cut open by a sharp blade.

What's even more distressing is that the residual true energy in the wounds hinders Chen Feng's self-healing.

Without these residual true qi, the Xuan Yuan Jin could heal the wound immediately instead of causing it to bleed continuously like this.

The old woman's chilling voice rang out:

"Don't waste your time. The difference in cultivation level can't be bridged by brute force. Surrender obediently, and I might leave you with a whole corpse."

While she was speaking, Chen Feng secretly and frantically circulated the Tai Chi Profound Origin Technique, mobilizing Tai Chi energy to clear the true qi from the wound.

He just smiled and said, "What are you talking about? Didn't you just get punched by me? What, are you embarrassed?"

The old woman's face darkened, but she didn't immediately attack: "Quick-tongued? Is this all Zhou Bingzhong taught you?"

She is waiting.

Wait for the true qi to invade Chen Feng's meridians.

"Hey, you dare mention my master? You old codger only dare to bully juniors like me. If you're so capable, go fight my master."

"If I don't blow you up with one punch, it's on me."

Chen Feng only mocked.

He is also waiting.

Once the Xuan Yuan Jin has completely cleared away the true qi.

"court death!"

A flash of anger crossed the old woman's eyes. Her withered figure moved suddenly with astonishing speed, leaving only a gray-black afterimage in her wake.

"Don't rush."

Chen Feng was stern in his words, but he dared not be careless in the slightest. He kept his eyes fixed on the old woman, watching her every move so he could react in time.

After dodging the attack, Chen Feng seized the fleeting opportunity and roared inwardly, "Crushing Fist!"

Instead of retreating, he advanced, lowered his center of gravity, and slammed his right fist at the old woman.

The fist tip gathers the power to shatter mountains.

A powerful blow struck the old woman.

A violent force came from his fist, and Chen Feng felt his arm go numb, his blood and qi flow backward, and his chest churn.

The body of someone at the Qi Condensation Realm is too tough.

The punch felt like hitting a stone slab, and the recoil made Chen Feng feel a sharp pain.

Fortunately, the results were good.

If the Shattering Mountain Force is successfully unleashed, the old woman will certainly suffer.

The old woman stumbled back several steps before regaining her balance, her wide eyes filled with disbelief.

A ferocious energy was wreaking havoc within her body; had she not activated her inner energy to defend herself, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

True Qi?

Could this kid also be at the Qi Condensation Realm?

No, that's not right. His physical strength isn't high; he probably hasn't even finished the internal energy tempering process.

A fierce glint flashed in the old woman's eyes. The power Chen Feng had revealed was too terrifying; he could wield such abilities before even reaching the Qi Condensation Realm.

"I cannot let you live!"

The old woman lunged forward again, her claws striking alternately, the claw shadows dense and numerous, like a torrential downpour, each strike aimed directly at Chen Feng's vital points.

Chen Feng hastily dodged.

At the same time, he thought to himself that this old woman was far inferior to his second senior brother. Her true energy was of low quality, and there was only a thin layer around her body. She could be broken through with the Shattering Mountain Force.

Their combat awareness is also lacking.

Not to mention his second senior brother Yao Xingzhi, Chen Feng's own combat awareness could easily crush this old woman.

Despite being physically stronger than Chen Feng, his reactions were always a beat slower, and he was constantly being led by the nose. Perhaps he hadn't fought in so long that he had forgotten how to fight at all.

This is good news for Chen Feng.

This allows him to counterattack while dodging.

But faced with the gap in hard power, they could only hide and dared not block, their steps faltering as they flew across the grass without ever stopping.

"I can take a lot of your punches! Can you take one of my claws?!" The old woman was getting angry because she couldn't catch Chen Feng.

"Useless." Chen Feng said succinctly.

Unable to gain the upper hand verbally, the old woman grew angry and her attacks became even faster. "Let's see how long you can last!"

Chen Feng was highly focused, his heart was pounding, and every muscle in his body was tense.

He knew very well that he had no way out; he either had to fight with all his might to defeat his opponent, or he would be torn to pieces by this old woman and left to rot in the wilderness.

Chen Feng felt as if he were on the edge of a cliff, without a safety rope. One wrong step and he would fall into the abyss, leaving no trace of his body.

This thrill made him incredibly excited.

At some point, Chen Feng entered a state of "flow," forgetting to breathe, focusing only on the enemy, completely oblivious to his surroundings.

The sound of drums around me grew stronger, like an encouragement to heroes charging on the battlefield, stirring up a powerful and inspiring atmosphere!

That was Chen Feng's heart cheering!

Every near-death dodge makes this heart even more perfect.

"die!"

The old woman finally seized the opportunity. This attack was her killing move, like a black lightning bolt, aimed straight at Chen Feng's chest!

The old woman's deadly attack was overwhelming, leaving Chen Feng with nowhere to dodge or retreat.

His heart, pounding like a drum, suddenly surged to its peak, as if it were about to explode at any moment.

Just as he was on the verge of life and death, the stagnant blood and qi in his body suddenly exploded, and the originally tense barrier of his realm shattered!

The heart belongs to the element of fire.

It is passion, it is rage, it is destruction, and above all, it is unbridled freedom.

A surge of violent blood and qi coursed through his body, and scalding power washed over his limbs and bones, penetrating the heart and muscles, completing the ultimate tempering!

At this moment, the energy of his internal organs was perfectly integrated, and his physical body was complete and without any weaknesses. Chen Feng felt that his momentum had reached its peak!

His eyes flashed with determination, and he abandoned his defense, focusing all the newfound vitality and energy he had gained after his breakthrough into his right fist.

"Old man! The offensive and defensive strategies have shifted!"