Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

Back at the clinic, Feng Hao was seeing patients, working up a sweat.

Shen Han's arrival quickly relieved his stress.

Working together, the two finished seeing all the registered patients in less than an hour, and even added five more patients, all of whom were also treated.

"Young Doctor Shen, Young Doctor Feng!"

The head of the security team, Zhan Chaoyang, entered the clinic.

These days, he has changed his usual habit of never going to the clinic and likes to come to Shen Han's place when he has nothing to do.

Firstly, Clinic No. 13 always finishes its consultations very early, leaving it with more free time.

Secondly, he found his interactions with the two young men, Shen Han and Feng Hao, to be very agreeable.

"Guard Zhan, please sit down, this is freshly brewed tea."

The two also welcomed Zhan Chaoyang.

It's very simple. As the captain of the guard, Zhan Chaoyang has a wide network of connections and can often bring a lot of news from both inside and outside the county.

"The identity of the lecherous monk killed by Young Master Lin has been confirmed."

Zhan Chaoyang took a sip of tea.

Feng Hao hurriedly asked, "Which temple's monk is it?"

"Blood Transformation Temple."

Zhan Chaoyang said, word by word.

Feng Hao frowned: "So he's a monk from Huaxue Temple. That temple has a terrible reputation, so it's not surprising that it produced such a depraved and lewd monk."

"Does the Blood Transformation Temple know that it was Young Master Lin who killed him?"

Shen Han asked.

Zhan Chaoyang sighed: "The truth will out eventually, they'll find out sooner or later."

"You mean, Huaxue Temple will retaliate?" Feng Hao was taken aback.

"It's basically unavoidable."

Zhan Chaoyang said, "Among the four medium-sized gangs outside the city, the monks of Huaxue Temple are the most vindictive. Young Master Lin is kind and generous; hopefully, he will be blessed with good fortune."

Feng Hao remained silent for a while, then asked, "Then... what about the murderer who killed the four people from Iron Fist Martial Arts School and Black Wind Stronghold? Have they been found?"

He was referring to the two rats, Qiankun and Hu Tengkang.

Shen Han listened and silently took a sip of tea.

Zhan Chaoyang shook his head: "No, neither gang has ever found any trace of the murderer."

However, none of this matters anymore.

Because something much bigger has happened outside the city these past few days.

"What is it?"

"A huge conflict broke out between the Black Dragon Gang and the Green Robe Gang."

Zhan Chaoyang said, "It is said that dozens of gang members on both sides have died in the conflict."

Shen Han said, "They are one of the three major forces, probably vying for the top position outside the city."

Zhan Chaoyang agreed: "I also think that's the reason."

The two factions had long disliked each other and were bound to want to completely eliminate the other and unify the area outside the city.

After that, the Iron Fist Martial Arts Schools in the city were gradually dismantled.

From then on, he became the sole dominant force in Sanhe County, seizing all the advantages of the county.

"Hopefully they will fight to the death."

Feng Hao said bitterly.

Zhan Chaoyang laughed too: "Haha, that's what my friend who's a constable thinks too."

"Xiao Shen!"

The three were chatting happily when they saw Qian Cheng, the old steward of the clinic, walking briskly over.

"Manager Qian, you wanted to see me?"

Shen Hanqi said that compared to Zhan Chaoyang, Qian Chengke almost never came to the clinic.

"No, there's a woman looking for you outside the clinic."

"woman?"

"Yes, she was wearing a floral dress."

It's a willow!

Shen Han immediately realized that today was the fifth day, and Ning Xinxi had promised to return the "Ancient Yang Skill" manual. He had almost forgotten about it.

I rushed to the main entrance of the clinic.

Ning Xinxi was not there; only her maid Yang Liu was present.

Yang Liu took out the tattered "Ancient Yang Skill" manual and said with a smile, "Young Master Shen, I'm returning it to you."

After accepting it, Shen Han presented the scroll of the Sky-Splitting Blade Technique.

To everyone's surprise, Yang Liu waved her hand and refused, saying, "No need, it's a gift from Miss."

"That's not a good idea."

"It's alright, it's not some kind of powerful martial art anyway."

After saying that, Yang Liu disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, Shen Hanmu was on the spot.

The difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs.

The power of the Sky-Splitting Blade Technique was so astonishing, yet in their eyes it was utterly insignificant!

……

"Clone, it's up to you now!"

As evening fell, Shen Han, sitting in the small courtyard, directed his clone to flip through the pages of the "Ancient Yang Skill" manual one by one.

Although the secret manual was 30% less, he had confidence in his clone.

If you can't create a clone, then no one can!

Perhaps the Ancient Yang Skill is more profound than the Breathing Technique, or perhaps the missing content made it more difficult for the clone. This time, the clone spent several times more time learning the Ancient Yang Skill than when it learned the Breathing Technique!

Two quarters of an hour passed before the clone finally closed the manual.

"Can I practice?"

Shen Han immediately asked telepathically.

The clone nodded, giving an affirmative answer.

"practice!"

Shen Han was overjoyed; indeed, she was impressive.

To be able to practice even with 30% of the content missing—such terrifying talent must be absolutely unique!

Look into the bronze mirror again.

The clone was already sitting cross-legged on the ground with its mouth and nose open.

"Brilliant plan!"

Shen Han watched with great interest and his eyes glued to the screen.

Suddenly, the clone bit its own tongue, then formed the "Blazing Sun Seal," a unique technique of the Ancient Yang Kung Fu, with a faint crimson-gold light emanating from its palms. In an instant, the air around the clone seemed to turn golden, constantly drilling into its mouth and nose.

hum!

The pure yang energy continuously condensed, emitting a faint hum.

The clone closed his eyes tightly, chanting incantations as he slowly guided the pure Yang energy into his body, flowing into every meridian and every bone.

Half an hour later, a complete cycle of energy circulation was completed.

The clone exhaled a heavy breath of stale air.

"It's a success!"

Shen Han almost cried out.

It's obvious that the clone has indeed completed the technique, making it practically invincible!

He immediately instructed his clone to continue cultivating.

Open the panel while you're at it.

Exercises: Breathing Techniques (Complete), Ancient Yang Exercise (Beginner)

As expected, Gu Yanggong easily mastered the art.

Huh?

At this moment, Shen Han noticed that the original breathing technique in the cultivation method was gradually fading.

Could it be that cultivation techniques can be fused together?

He stared intently at the panel, observing the strange changes.

Before long, the perfect breathing technique completely disappeared.

Exercise: Ancient Yang Gong (Minor Success)

"Just as I predicted, the foundation laid by the Perfect Breathing Technique directly helped Gu Yang Gong upgrade to the Lesser Completion stage!"

It seems that not only can martial arts of the same type be integrated, but also different techniques!

This cheat code is amazing!

Soon, the facts provided strong evidence.

Over the next half hour, the clone cultivated the Ancient Yang Technique to a minor degree, greatly increasing its efficiency in refining true energy. The clone completed two major cycles of circulation.

It's twice as fast!

"The Ancient Yang Technique is far superior to the Breathing Exercise; I can even clearly feel my power increasing..."

Shen Han praised.

The shared cultivation level gave him a strange sense of perception.

Its originally slender body seemed to be infused with the breath of a sleeping fire beast, with scorching heat emanating from its mouth and nose with every breath.

The meridians become stronger, and the strength increases.

That masculine power originating from the Ancient Yang Skill truly lay dormant in his dantian, etched into his bones like a brand, making every inch of his flesh and blood permeated with the domineering power and vitality of pure yang.

"Once the Ancient Yang Skill is mastered to a high level or even perfected, the progress will be even more noticeable!"

Looking at his clone diligently practicing in the mirror, Shen Han smiled slightly. "With the combined efforts of myself and my clone, breaking through to the Flesh Refining Realm is just around the corner!"