Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

It was already dark inside clinic number thirteen.

"Young Doctor Shen, do you have something to say to me?"

After taking the blood-activating powder, Zhan Chaoyang asked, "Under Shen Han's treatment, my arm is gradually regaining sensation."

Shen Han nodded: "Guard Zhan is indeed insightful. I do have a few questions."

"Just ask me anything, Dr. Shen, and I'll answer everything I know."

"Our clinic is basically no match for a force like the Black Dragon Gang," Shen Han said. "In that case, why doesn't Master Han spend more money to hire someone with higher cultivation to protect the clinic? The clinic isn't short of money."

"It's not about the money."

Zhan Chaoyang smiled wryly, "Actually, truly formidable individuals wouldn't choose to be bodyguards."

Why?

"No matter where you work as a guard, most of your energy will be spent on guarding, which does more harm than good to the advancement of your martial arts. Therefore, a martial artist with ambition will not accept this job."

As he spoke, Zhan Chaoyang pointed to himself, "Only people like me, who have no hope of refining flesh, would come here."

Shen Han suddenly realized.

Practicing martial arts requires a lot of time to train. If you spend too much time on other things, it will inevitably delay your training and make it difficult to make greater progress.

Fortunately, I practiced by creating clones.

My clone cultivated continuously in the mirror for twelve hours without my intervention. I could do whatever I wanted outside the bronze mirror without any problems.

"Young Doctor Shen, I reckon this Black Dragon Gang will only get worse."

"Three thousand six hundred taels a year isn't enough?" Shen Han asked curiously.

"Hard to say..."

Zhan Chaoyang sighed, "You can't feed a dog forever. Think about it, they want to fight against the Green Robe Gang and also want to get involved in the county town. How can they do it without enough experts?"

Recruiting powerful experts is absolutely impossible without money.

"So, they're going to demand more and more money, and it might even bring our clinic to its knees?"

Shen Han asked slowly.

Zhan Chaoyang said, "Things are unpredictable. If that day really comes, I hope Master Han can come up with a way to deal with it."

Upon hearing this, Shen Han thought to himself.

In any case, the clinic was his original family home after he transmigrated, and it had provided him with an excellent platform. He absolutely could not stand by and watch the clinic perish.

Of course, all of this is predicated on having the ability to take action.

Power, and more power!

We must find a way to become stronger as soon as possible!

"Guard Zhan, try not to move your arm tonight. I'll change your dressing again tomorrow morning, and then you can move it."

"Thank you very much, Dr. Shen."

"Guard Zhan, you're too kind. I'll escort you back to the guard post."

……

That night.

Shen Han returned to the courtyard, prepared the Qi Condensation Powder step by step, gave it to his clone, and instructed it to cultivate the Ancient Yang Skill.

"Wait, why is it suddenly so warm?"

Half an hour later, a surge of intense heat suddenly rose from his dantian.

"Could it be... that he's about to break through?"

Having experience in breaking through to the Skin Refining Realm, he was instantly overjoyed.

"There's no time to lose!"

He immediately placed the bronze mirror in front of him and, imitating the martial arts posture of the clone in the mirror, sat cross-legged on the ground beside the ancient well in the courtyard.

The clone was enveloped in steam, with a thin layer of white mist rising up. Clearly, under the effects of the Qi Condensation Powder, the ancient Yang True Qi within the clone was circulating too vigorously, forcing out the sweat mist on its body surface.

The clone remained motionless in the mirror, continuously circulating its energy throughout the body.

call!

Outside the bronze mirror, Shen Han exclaimed with delight. The warm current seemed to be guiding the scattered true energy within his body, using an extremely pure strand of energy to frantically flush through the blood vessels of his limbs.

In an instant, the Ren and Du meridians were widened even further.

The bones emitted a soft, crackling sound, as if they were being reforged. At the same time, a surge of abundant power erupted from the depths of the bone marrow like a tidal wave.

"As my inner energy becomes more refined, my five senses also become more acute."

This was Shen Han's clear perception; the trails of falling leaves and the soft sounds of insects crawling in the courtyard were all presented to his eyes and ears.

"It's time for a breakthrough!"

The clone in the mirror unleashed its full power, activating the Ancient Yang Skill at full strength.

All the feelings were shared with Shen Han.

In an instant, Shen Han's dantian surged like boiling water, and pure yang true qi rushed to his skin like a torrent, sometimes tensing and sometimes relaxing, with every inch of his skin and flesh trembling slightly.

boom!

He couldn't hold back any longer and slammed both palms on the ground.

In the bronze mirror, the last wisp of energy broke through the clone's flesh barrier, and a dazzling crimson-gold light suddenly erupted from the back of the clone's head—the unique Yang Flame of the Ancient Yang Technique.

"My strength exceeds one thousand jin!"

Shen Han was drenched in sweat, his muscles were bulging, and the veins under his skin were like dragons coiling around him. A powerful force far exceeding the Skin Refining Realm suddenly exploded out, and the palm strike just now also shook the dust flying everywhere.

He hurriedly opened the panel to check.

Mirror owner: Shen Han

Cultivation level: Flesh Refining

Exercise: Ancient Yang Gong (Mastery)

Martial Arts: Raging Dragon Fist (Perfected), Sky-Splitting Blade Technique (Mastered)

Skill: Medical Skills (Perfect)

His cultivation level had indeed improved from the Skin Refining Realm to the Flesh Refining Realm, a full level higher!

Moreover, the Ancient Yang Skill is still at its peak.

This means that this technique has not yet been mastered to its full potential, and it can still be practiced continuously. At least it can be practiced to the point of reaching the Tendon Refining Realm without any problem!

"Give it a try!"

Shen Han stood up and picked up his heavy iron scimitar.

With that one move, he clearly felt that the scimitar was lighter, which was the effect of the increased strength!

His toes reached under a stone lion.

This stone lion weighs over a thousand pounds; he brought it back three days ago to practice his skills.

"rise!"

The next moment, his feet lifted up.

The stone lion, weighing a thousand pounds, soared into the air.

clang!

Without hesitation, he gripped the heavy iron scimitar tightly with both hands and slashed at the stone lion.

Click!

With a sharp, powerful strike, the stone lion was split in two.

Shen Han did not stop. He gathered his true energy and unleashed another powerful punch, striking one of the stone lions.

Raging Dragon Fist - Eternal Night!

Whoosh!

The Angry Dragon Fist brought by the Flesh Refining Realm was even more terrifying, with fragments of stone flying everywhere.

"Now I finally have the ability to protect myself."

Shen Han slowly withdrew his hand and muttered to himself, "At least in Sanhe County, there are definitely not many people whose cultivation level is above the Flesh Refining Realm."

Now, if I were to fight Kong Xuan, the leader of the Longsword Sect, I should be able to put up a fight!

Of course, this is far from enough to deal with Cai Long, the right protector of the Black Dragon Gang.

"The cloning process must continue, the medicinal meals must not stop, and the cultivation must not stop!"

Boom!

Just then, a very faint sound came from the other side of the house, completely different from the sound of gravel falling to the ground.

If it weren't for his improved cultivation level, he really wouldn't have been able to distinguish this subtle difference.

I looked up.

It turned out that a black object had fallen from the tiles on the door of Lu Yunyi's room.

"The pebbles must have loosened the tile..."

Shen Han walked over.

It turned out to be a brocade pouch!

Sister Yunyi didn't take it with her when she left, which means she didn't know about the brocade pouch. Could it be that her brother, Doctor Lu, hid it?

The Iron Fist Martial Arts School arrested and tortured Doctor Lu, and Sister Yunyi was interrogated by the Two Rats of Qiankun, all over a brick. Could the secret of the brick be hidden in this little brocade pouch?

Shen Han's heart skipped a beat.

He took the brocade pouch into his room and opened it directly.