High Martial Arts: Starting from the Strongest Junior High Student

We've already tested it on Xiahou Hongtian. The final product after fusion cannot be further enhanced with gems, so it needs to be upgraded to its ultimate state before fusion.

Wu Su told Chen Shi about the problems Xiahou Hongtian had encountered.

"It's not that he can't acquire more superpowers, but when all six are activated simultaneously and the Harmony of Heaven and Man is achieved, his physical strength is simply insufficient."

"Later, he even changed his internal energy from the divine level to the regular physical strength tree, spending money to raise it to the eighth level, so that he could use it effectively."

"The first person to switch from god-level to regular level, Xiahou Hongtian."

Wu Su smiled with emotion.

"Only your bloodline is immortal can unleash the full power of the Primordial God."

Therefore, Chen Shi has a long way to go and a heavy responsibility to shoulder, and the immortality line must continue to increase.

These are all things to be done in the future.

He only needs to focus on punching the iron stake in front of him now, concentrating solely on gathering his strength.

Summers are cool in the Mud and Dust Dao Gate.

Chen Shi practiced his punches diligently in the clean and spacious training ground, and his proficiency in combining his strength was rapidly improving.

The week before, he was able to go back and chat with Xuexin and the others, and everything seemed normal.

However, a week later, Shangyuan demanded that he could no longer do anything else.

Eating, sleeping, opening your eyes and working together!

Don't see anyone, and no one will bother you!

This enormous training ground belongs solely to Chen Shi!

He will sit there the whole time!

Shang Yuan is a conscientious and meticulous director of the Academic Affairs Office!

Days passed by like this.

half a month later.

A strong sense of resistance rose within Chen Shi. He wanted to go out for a walk, to see Xue Xin, and to talk to someone.

But everything was still stopped by Shangyuan!

"Keep training. You're on the right track. Imagine how powerful your final product will be to combat those negative emotions!"

Chen Shiqiang suppressed his desire and continued to throw punches.

After the sun rose ten more times, he became completely numb, turning into a mechanical robot who only knew how to perform combined force.

And it wasn't just him; Xuexin was the same, locked in a corner of the mountains, numbly undergoing training.

I thought this month would cause conflict with the Long family, but I never expected that we would only meet once and spend the rest of the time training hard.

at last.

Arrival in thirty days!

Chen Shi was full of anticipation, thinking that Shangyuan would take out the scroll on this day. Unexpectedly, Shangyuan just shook his head and said, "Keep practicing!"

He had no choice but to turn and face the iron stake, punching it until he completely forgot about time, became completely numb, and completely confused.

On this night, a gentle summer breeze blew through the ancient temple.

The Mud and Dust Daoist School has a long history. How many people have stood here and thrown punches since ancient times? How many footprints of predecessors have been left on the stone-paved ground?

Countless, endless.

All they knew was that there was wind here every year and every month, and that people practiced hard here, hoping for the final result, but they never imagined that the process would be so difficult.

This is a training program that even members of the Long family find difficult to endure.

It's not exhaustion, but numbness and loneliness.

Unbeknownst to him, Chen Shi had become increasingly similar to this Taoist sect.

This is how most people here live, with no difference between day and night. Time seems to pass without passing. More than a hundred years ago, Shangyuan sat here watching Di Tianzheng throw punches, and more than a hundred years later, he is here watching Chen Shi throw punches.

At that time, he was already a middle-aged man, but the years had not left any marks on his face, and the training ground had not changed. Shangyuan could point out the shape and pattern of every brick with his eyes closed.

This is the real thing that the Mud and Dust Daoist sect wants to teach these children.

When this summer ends, they will take away not only external skills, but also a profound truth.

Beautiful scenery is but fleeting fireworks; a martial artist's life is mostly as monotonous and lonely as these two months.

This is how you will spend your entire lives.

This is the way of cultivation.

The Tao is a miracle, a transcendent secret, but if you want to cultivate it, the only way is to turn yourself into eternal dust, forget the years, forget everything, and repeatedly seek the Tao in your heart. And the miracle will eventually be born in the countless repetitions.

Shangyuan stood up.

He knew it was now.

Chen Shi was stunned, all his attention was focused on the wooden stake, and he did not notice that Shang Yuan walked up to him, unfolded the scroll, and used the Returning Origin Hand to send the external source stone into Chen Shi's body.

The overwhelming light swept towards Chen Shixi, who entered the collapsing dungeon of the Dream Scroll. However, he did not expect that everything here would be exactly the same as the outside world.

He still stood in that unchanging training ground, with that same iron stake still standing in front of him.

The only difference was that a huge meteorite fell from the sky.

Chen Shi looked up and threw a punch at the meteorite.

"Boom!"

He was killed in the explosion.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still in that square, and meteorites were falling from the sky once more.

Because of numbness, he forgot the pain; because of habit, he kept repeating in his mind, "Explode, unleash, unleash, unleash, unleash, unleash..."

Each time this thought arises, it transforms into an invisible droplet of water. As the thought arises again and again, the droplets eventually converge into a stream, flowing towards the outer source stone.

The little stone heard its owner's voice and sensed everything he needed, and began to gradually shine.

There are many types of external martial arts in this world, and there are also many readily available external martial arts stones to choose from. For example, Shangyuan's Guiyuan Hand. He carves ten Guiyuan Hand external martial arts stones every year. If you eat them, you can comprehend his Guiyuan Hand.

Because the founder activated the Outer Path Source Stone 100%, everything he carved was divine external martial arts.

However, that's something only less talented geniuses would use. True geniuses, like Chen Shi, would definitely figure it out on their own.

Martial artists who are new to the path of martial arts only have their hands and feet, waving them in front of the sky and earth to hone their basic blood and qi. After achieving some success, they will begin to develop their superpowers, with martial intent following closely behind. By the time they reach university, they will be practicing internal martial arts, and just before graduation, they will be learning external martial arts.

Finally, on his way to the battlefield, he realized his harmony with the universe.

Chen Shi is a super genius, which is why he has to face so many things at the age of sixteen.

Because his enemies will not give him time to breathe, if this fledgling does not learn to fly in advance, it will not be able to break out of the enemy's encirclement in the future, let alone fight back.

He needs to become strong early on, arming himself with his own martial arts, and the best martial arts are those that are suitable for him.

The reason Long Xiangyun was able to defeat Jiang Cheng was that her superpowers were given too perfectly.

Thor, Lord of Thunder, Ultimate Liberation.

All three are suitable.

But if she were to learn a wood-attribute martial art at this point, would that martial art be useful? Even if it were a divine skill, what would be its significance?

The same applies to the external skills of traditional martial artists.

The Guiyuan Hand technique was completely useless to Chen Shi.

He needs to figure out on his own the external martial art that best suits him.

At this moment, Chen Shi was lying straight in the night breeze, sleeping with his eyes closed. The result would appear eight hours later. Calculating the time, the sky should just be beginning to brighten.

suddenly.

Shangyuan felt that the Taoist temple seemed a little different today, with red marks on the ground.

He looked up at the starry sky, a hint of surprise on his face.

Tonight, the moon has a touch of blood, and this blood color is becoming increasingly intense.

Is it a coincidence?

Or was it a celestial phenomenon caused by Chen Shi?