From the Iron Shirt Technique to physical sanctification

"Do you want to become a martial artist with the Transformation Realm?" Zhang Yu asked Yan Dao.

Yan Dao looked puzzled, not understanding what Zhang Yu meant, and weakly replied, "I want to!"

"Work with Wen Hua to merge the two gangs, arrange the medicinal herb quotas and medicine slaves, and I guarantee you'll become a Transformation Realm martial artist in a year," Zhang Yu said.

"You're not going to kill me?" Yan Dao was an old hand at the game and didn't believe a word Zhang Yu said. He only cared whether Zhang Yu would kill him or not.

Zhang Yu didn't answer the question. Instead, he said with a profound and inscrutable expression, "When you practice your swordsmanship, do you always feel like there's a membrane between you and the sword, like trying to see flowers through a fog? You know perfectly well that if you break through that membrane, a world of change will occur, but you just can't figure it out no matter what you do?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Yan Dao was instantly shocked, because he had never told anyone about practicing swordsmanship.

"You used to practice fist techniques and palm techniques, but your progress was very slow. It wasn't until you started practicing swordsmanship that you found your progress was very fast. But after reaching the peak of internal strength, no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't break through, right?" Zhang Yu continued to ask.

"Mmm!" Yan Dao nodded repeatedly, completely stunned, his eyes wide open, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"I'm not killing you because I can help you become a Transformation Realm martial artist, a True Qi Realm Blade King, or even a Blade Emperor in the Upper Three Realms," Zhang Yu said calmly. "Don't ask why, because he could have simply killed you with a single strike without wasting any words on you."

Yan Dao lowered his head and remained silent; he was deep in thought.

Zhang Yu didn't urge him and slowly sipped his tea.

After about half a cup of tea's time, Yan Dao raised his head, then knelt before Zhang Yu and kowtowed three times.

"If Chief Zhang can help me become a Transformation Realm martial artist a year from now, Yan Dao is willing to die for Chief Zhang. If I break this oath, may I be struck down by heaven and earth." Yan Dao raised his hand and swore an oath.

"I don't need you to swear an oath, because I can help you become a Transformation Realm martial artist, a True Qi Realm Blade King, and I also have the ability to completely obliterate your soul when you betray me." Zhang Yu's voice was icy cold.

Yan Dao's matter was thus resolved. Afterward, he followed Wen Hua to integrate the two gangs and manage the medicinal herb quota and medicine slaves in Cangmang City.

The next morning, Mo Laogui, the leader of the Ghost Alliance, sent an invitation to Zhang Yu to have dinner at Manxianglou.

Mo Laogui didn't sleep all night. Tie Xiong's strength was comparable to his, yet he was no match for Niu Mancang. How could he possibly fall asleep?

The Ghost Alliance only has him and Iron Bear as two Transformation Realm martial artists. If a real war breaks out, they might not be able to withstand it.

Looking at the invitation, Zhang Yu said to the person who came, "Go back and tell your alliance leader that I will be there on time."

After destroying the Big Knife Gang, he didn't want to go to war with the Ghost Alliance anymore. It wasn't that he couldn't win, it was just not the right time yet.

Zhang Yu will eventually take control of Cangmang City, but it will take time to grow, because behind Cangmang City are the shadows of the Ye family of Daqi, the Cui family of Daxia, and the Sima family of Dachu. These three families have taken away 80% of the interests of Cangmang City.

Now that a period of stability for growth is needed, Mo Laogui's invitation comes at just the right time.

That evening, Zhang Yu led Wen Hua and Niu Mancang into a private room at Manxianglou.

Mo Laogui and Tie Xiong hurriedly stood up and clasped their hands in greeting: "Chief Zhang, we've heard so much about you!"

"I've heard so much about you!" Zhang Yu clasped his hands in greeting.

Everyone took their seats.

"I haven't had a chance to congratulate Zhang on becoming the new leader of the Black Tiger Gang yet..." Old Ghost Mo said, offering polite words.

Zhang Yu wasn't very good at handling these kinds of things, so he casually agreed with a few words and then gave Wen Hua a wink.

Wen Hua immediately spoke up, "Alliance Leader Mo, shouldn't our Black Tiger Gang return its original 10% share of medicinal herbs and 5,000 medicine slaves?"

The words were harsh and lacked any politeness, which greatly displeased Mo Laogui. He glanced at Zhang Yu, who remained calm and composed, his eyes downcast.

Then he looked at Niu Mancang, who was glaring at Tie Xiong and said in a deep voice, "Blind Bear, let's fight another three hundred rounds."

Upon hearing Niu Mancang call him "Blind Bear," Tie Xiong was furious, but that was all he did; he didn't actually make a move: "Black Charcoal Head, come on then, who's afraid of who?" He couldn't afford to lose face.

Niu Mancang stood up and started rolling up his sleeves.

Zhang Yu remained calm and made no attempt to stop him.

Tie Xiong glanced at the alliance leader, Mo Laogui, with a complicated look in his eyes. He had no desire to fight Niu Mancang anymore.

He hit Niu Mancang, but Niu Mancang was completely unharmed. However, when Niu Mancang's fists hit him, he couldn't take it. How could he fight like that?

Suffocated!

Tie Xiong gave Mo Laogui a pleading look, as if to say, "Just agree already. Inviting someone to dinner is already a sign of weakness, why are you still concerned about saving face? If you don't agree, and a fight breaks out, you'll have to deal with it yourself. I'll just run away."

Mo Laogui and Tie Xiong exchanged silent glances. Mo Laogui wished he could slap Tie Xiong, but finally said helplessly to Zhang Yu, "Chief Zhang, the reason we invited you here is to return the Black Tiger Gang's share of medicinal herbs and the medicine slaves."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu looked up at Mo Laogui and said, "Alliance Leader Mo, I think the share of medicinal herbs and demonic beasts in Cangmang City should be redistributed."

Hearing this, Mo Laogui's heart skipped a beat. He had made the biggest concession he could today, but Zhang Yu was still not satisfied, and a surge of anger welled up inside him.

"How does Chief Zhang think the division should be done?" The voice carried a hint of anger.

"The Demon Beast Flesh Ghost Alliance has always held 90% of the shares, which is unreasonable. Our Black Tiger Gang doesn't want more; we'll split it 50/50."

"What if I disagree?" Old Ghost Mo's expression turned ferocious.

Zhang Yu glanced at him and said indifferently, "Alliance Leader Mo, try taking one of my punches. If you can, then pretend I didn't say anything."

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to agree or not, he remained seated and calmly threw a punch at Old Ghost Mo.

Mo Laogui exclaimed in shock, as if he had seen a ghost, "The true meaning of martial arts!"

Zhang Yu's seemingly calm and effortless punch sent a shiver through Mo Laogui's soul, causing it to tremble.

This is the soul-shaking pressure of the true meaning of martial arts.

"Chief Zhang, stop! Let's talk this out!" Old Ghost Mo shouted, his ferocious expression turning into a hint of fear.

He finally understood why the rumors said Zhang Yu had once killed a martial arts master with a single punch.

Zhang Yu's fist stopped a foot away from Mo Laogui's body.

call……

Mo Laogui felt the tearing sensation in his soul disappear before he took a deep breath; his back was soaked with sweat.

"Chief Zhang, what do you think of this? We'll use Vermilion Bird Street as the dividing line. The area on the left will belong to your Black Tiger Gang, and the area on the right will belong to our Ghost Alliance. From now on, you're only allowed to hunt monsters and gather herbs in your own areas," said Old Ghost Mo.

Zhang Yu thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay! But I have one condition."

Mo Laogui had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the word "okay," but then Zhang Yu said there was a condition, and his heart started racing again.

He desperately wanted to avoid conflict with Zhang Yu at that moment.

He couldn't withstand the true essence of martial arts.

"What are the conditions?" Old Ghost Mo asked nervously.

"Don't worry, Alliance Leader Mo, it's just a small request. I'd like to ask Hall Master Tie Xiong to spar with my disciple Niu Mancang for an hour every day," Zhang Yu said.

Yesterday, when Niu Mancang and Tie Xiong were fighting, Niu Mancang's Mangniu Body development speed increased, and it also brought Zhang Yu a lot of Iron Shirt proficiency.

Upon hearing this request, Mo Laogui's expression immediately relaxed: "Alright, sparring will also benefit Tie Xiong, I agree."

Iron Bear, on the other hand, was extremely unwilling.

"Alliance Leader..." Tie Xiong stood up; he didn't want to spar with Niu Mancang.

"Master Tie Xiong, sparring with Man Cang will benefit both of your martial arts. You wouldn't want to refuse, would you?" Zhang Yu asked Tie Xiong.

"I..." Tie Xiong looked at Zhang Yu. Although he had been standing nearby, he had vaguely felt a tearing sensation as if his soul were shattering. "I have no objection!"

Zhang Yu used his power to intimidate others, and in the end, he had a very pleasant meal. Of course, he was happy, but Mo Laogui and Tie Xiong were not.

Zhang Yu left the rest to Wen Hua. He then focused on teaching Niu Mancang the Tiger Roar Technique, training his internal organs, and helping him reach the Transformation Realm as soon as possible.

All resources were once again focused on Niu Mancang. In addition to the Blood Nourishing Pill, Body Tempering Ointment, and Iron Shirt Special Medicated Bath Soup, Zhang Yu purchased a large quantity of 500-year-old Blood Ginseng for Niu Mancang to consume, so that he could strengthen his internal organs as soon as possible.

Wen Hua and others drank a bowl of blood-nourishing soup every day, took a blood-nourishing pill every ten days, and a box of body-tempering paste every month.

Niu Mancang, on the other hand, takes a Blood Nourishing Pill every day and a box of Body Tempering Cream every three days. Most of the money the gang earns is spent on him.

Niu Mancang was under a lot of pressure, so he practiced even harder, spending ten out of the twelve hours a day practicing.

Under this intense training, coupled with an hour of sparring with Tie Xiong every day, Niu Mancang's strength increased visibly.

One day, three months later.

While Niu Mancang was cultivating, he suddenly let out a tiger's roar that soared into the sky and echoed throughout the entire Cangmang City.

Then he swallowed a mouthful of foul-smelling black blood. The next moment, a certain barrier in his body shattered, and a powerful warm current circulated through his internal organs.

His power was rising steadily, and the golden light emanating from his body was becoming increasingly intense.

Zhang Yu, who was resting on the recliner, suddenly stood up, glanced at Niu Mancang, and then immediately brought up the system panel.

[Apprentice: Niu Mancang]

[Realm Level: Transformation]

[Technique: Tiger Roar Iron Shirt Perfected]

[The "Raging Bull" style has reached 56% development rate]

After Niu Mancang learned the Tiger Roar technique, his Iron Shirt technique became the second-rate Tiger Roar Iron Shirt.

"Niu Mancang has broken through to the Transformation Realm!" Zhang Yu was overjoyed.

The next moment, he coughed and spat out a mouthful of black blood, instantly feeling much more refreshed and comfortable in his internal organs.

This mouthful of black blood is the result of harmful substances accumulated in the internal organs over more than a decade.

Click!

With a crack, the third shackle in Zhang Yu's body opened without any resistance, and a powerful warm current began to nourish his internal organs.

At the same time, his body emitted a black light.

"Huh? Why is it black light?" Zhang Yu wondered, looking at his system panel again.

Name: Zhang Yu

[Realm Level: Transformation]

【Technique 1: Iron Shirt Technique Breakthrough (The Iron Soul of Martial Arts)】

[Iron Soul: Can strengthen specific parts of the body, instantly increasing defense tenfold and preventing true qi from penetrating the body]

hiss……

Cattle!

Zhang Yu was overjoyed!

His Iron Shirt technique had already broken through its limits twice, making his defense incredibly strong. But when he comprehended the true essence of Iron Shirt, Iron Soul, his local defense instantly increased tenfold, preventing true qi from penetrating his body.

Does this mean that attacks from True Qi Realm cultivators are ineffective against him?

Zhang Yu painstakingly cultivated a third-rate Iron Shirt manual to an extraordinary and unparalleled level.

After the surging power in his body subsided, Zhang Yu began to plan his next training direction: "Next, I will focus on cultivating Wen Hua and Li Yue, and train them to the point of transcendence in Qingfeng Stance and Qingfeng Palm."

"Now that you've reached the Transformation Realm, you should be able to take on more disciples, right?"

Sure enough, the number of disciples on the system panel had changed; the number of disciples had increased from 3 to 6.

[Disciple: 3/6]

"I can take on three more apprentices, that's great." Zhang Yu's face showed a satisfied expression.

"The hook that Yunyin City left behind hasn't caught Xu Yang after all this time. It seems there's no hope."

"My Frost-Freezing Myriad Swords Body!"

"Forget it, there's also Yan Dao, the Mad Blade Battle Body, the Earthly Fiend Body ranked 38th, which is higher than Niu Mancang's Wild Bull Body, so it should be very powerful."

Zhang Yu thought of giving one of the three extra apprentice slots to Yan Dao and reserving one for Xu Yang for the time being.

If he recruits geniuses and prodigies, his skill level will skyrocket.

"Who should get the last one?"

Zhang Yu frowned slightly, and the image of Chu Qingwen appeared in his mind. The Chu family had invested a lot in him, pouring almost all the resources that the eldest branch of the family could muster into him.

Name: Chu Qingwen

[Cultivation Aptitude: Low]

[Comprehension: Excellent]

[Destiny: Innate Enlightenment]

With exceptional comprehension and a naturally gifted destiny, Chu Qingwen possesses an innately powerful and perceptive soul force.

"That's good, let's give her the third spot." Zhang Yu finally made up his mind.

I really am kind!

If Zhang Yu were only interested in profit and focused solely on cultivation speed, he wouldn't have given the last spot to Chu Qingwen, given her low cultivation aptitude.

"Where can I get a soul skill? Perhaps Chu Qingwen can achieve twice the result with half the effort in cultivating soul skills," Zhang Yu thought to himself.

Just as I was thinking this, a series of loud crashing sounds came from the front yard.

Niu Mancang, who had just broken through to the Transformation Realm, was sparring with Tie Xiong. At this moment, Niu Mancang stopped fighting back and stood there letting Tie Xiong hit him.

Iron Bear's right arm suddenly doubled in size, and then he punched Niu Mancang hard in the chest.

boom!

The immense force caused a gust of air to rise from the surrounding air.

This is Iron Bear's strongest punch.

Niu Mancang's body shone with golden light. He only took half a step back, flicked his clothes, and was completely unharmed.

"Again!"

"good!"

Boom boom boom...

Iron Bear threw ten more punches before finally giving up.

"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore. You're getting more and more abnormal. You actually cultivated a third-rate Iron Shirt technique into a Transformation Realm. Is there no justice in this world?" Iron Bear's Dao Heart was completely shattered, and he began to mutter all sorts of things.

Before Niu Mancang broke through to the Transformation Realm, he could still repel his opponent and inflict pain on them. After breaking through, Niu Mancang's relaxed expression made Tie Xiong feel powerless.

Five days later, after consolidating his cultivation level, Niu Mancang found Zhang Yu.

thump!

He knelt before Zhang Yu and said, "Master, your disciple wishes to return to my hometown."

Zhang Yu had, of course, heard about Niu Mancang's ordeal. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Well, go early and come back early. I'll give you a piece of advice: follow your heart."

"I understand, Master. Take care and come back as soon as possible."

Bang bang bang!

Niu Mancang kowtowed three times, then left Cangmang City with a bundle on his back.

He wanted revenge. He practiced martial arts for revenge. Every night he would dream of his family being happy together.