Becoming a Martial Saint: Starting with the Mountain-Breaking Fist

The next day, Duan Xuan practiced the Poshan Fist a few times and walked around the Poshan Stance a few times at the Poshan Martial Arts School.

I studied the last two moves of the Broken Mountain Fist again, but unfortunately, I still gained nothing.

"I thought that after experiencing this life-or-death struggle, I would have gained different insights into the techniques."

"Clearly, I overestimated my opponent and my own comprehension!" Duan Xuan shook his head with a wry smile.

The only thing to do is to forcefully practice the first six moves of the Breaking Mountain Fist in combination, and then press down on the breath.

The Qi and blood flow from the whole body to the soles of the feet, eventually returning to the ground, and the breath is also readjusted and evened out.

The thought that as long as he kept practicing, the system would eventually push his Qi and blood to the Transformation Realm made Duan Xuan less anxious.

After greeting Zhang Chen, Zhou Ye, and others, Duan Xuan headed to Renhe Hall.

When a person sees a higher mountain, their goal for climbing it will change accordingly.

Duan Xuan used to think that becoming a master of Ming Jin was already quite an achievement.

Later, he learned that his master was a master of internal energy transformation, so his goal became to achieve that level.

But now, having learned from Grandpa Ma Jiancheng that there is a realm beyond Transformation Realm, including the Core Formation Realm, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

The path of martial arts is a long and arduous one.

Without standing on high ground, one cannot see far!

But when they finally arrived at Renhe Hall, the hall was completely empty.

Duan Xuan walked around the outer hall where guests were received, but he couldn't find Ren Yun or Zhou Wei.

"How strange, it seems all the major powers are quite busy with the martial arts examinations lately..."

Just as I was about to leave, I heard hurried footsteps behind me.

"Is this Brother Duan? Please wait a moment." A waiter dressed in Renhetang clothing ran over from the back room: "Are you here to see Young Master Ren Yun?"

The young master and Old Master Zhou have been very busy lately, and their whereabouts have been uncertain. But today I just found out where they went.

The post road outside Huangshe County.

It seems that Bai Yutang and some other sects want to have a boxing match with my Renhe Hall. Young Master has taken his men to keep the appointment.

"Fist fight? Okay, I understand. Thanks for letting me know, sir."

Duan Xuan frowned and went out the door.

I was thinking of taking a stroll around the herb garden. After all, no matter how much Renhetang values ​​me, they can't just take a salary without working every month, right?

But then he thought about it again and felt that something was wrong. He didn't know much about Renhetang, but it was a powerful force that had been kicked out of Huangshe County.

How could someone possibly go and fight another boxer during a period of urgent development?

If it were just a friendly spar, that would be fine, but this boxing match actually brought almost half of the people from Renhetang.

It's clearly not for entertainment.

  

After much hesitation, Duan Xuan set off for the official post road in Huangshe County.

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"Old Zhou, Ren Xiaoxuan has been at the Ming Jin level for quite some time now."

However, the other side sent Zhao Yuan, a powerful weapon cultivated by the Inner County Government's Manlou in recent years.

Years ago, Zhao Yuan was already a notorious figure in the martial arts world, having committed countless evil deeds. In a twist of fate, he became the top retainer of Fu Man Lou.

I heard that Fu Man Lou spent a full five hundred taels of silver to protect him from being imprisoned by the government.

After becoming a worshipper, Zhao Yuan didn't stay idle. He plunged into the resources provided by Fu Man Lou to improve his martial arts strength.

Furthermore, thanks to Fu Manlou's connections, he was able to become a disciple of the old man at the Scale Python Martial Arts School, becoming a nominal student.

He is proficient in multiple martial arts styles, so his strength is undeniable.

Old Zhou stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed into slits: "Just do your best. The enemy is very strong, and Ren Xiaoxuan is no ordinary person either."

Theoretically speaking, my Linghou Tongbei Fist is extremely effective against the Snake Python Kung Fu of the Poshanzhuang Martial Arts School.

It can dodge and weave, attack and retreat; it all depends on how much power Ren Xiaoxuan can unleash.

The two bowed to each other and stepped onto the designated arena.

Ren Xiaoxuan looked relaxed, and her face appeared slightly fuller.

Having entered the realm of Dark Force for many years, he had become somewhat dejected, having made no progress.

However, they are experienced, highly proficient in their techniques, and possess abundant qi and blood.

With Zhou Wei's personal training, his strength is in no way inferior to Ren Yu's.

Although Zhao Yuan was not young, he had been in the martial arts world for many years, and his murderous aura was intimidating.

His eyes were sharp and piercing, as if they could devour a person; this was the kind of martial artist who had fought his way up in the crowds of the martial world.

Regardless of combat strength, their fighting spirit is naturally stronger!

She already had the upper hand over Ren Xiaoxuan in terms of momentum.

Ren Yun's worries only increased upon seeing this, as there were no referees for this competition.

The game can only end when one person falls to the ground or surrenders.

Ren Yu stood on the other side of Ren Yun.

He was the candidate sent by Renhetang for the second round of boxing.

If Ren Xiaoxuan fails to take the lead this time, his task will be very heavy, because he will have to play two consecutive matches and win both.

Only by eliminating Bai Yutang's last martial artist in the final match can Renhetang's newly promoted Dark Force martial artist have a chance to win this duel.

Thinking about this, Ren Yu felt increasingly pressured.

He decided to observe the match closely, trying to uncover as many of Zhao Yuan's weaknesses as possible to prepare for the next match.

The dignified and poised woman sitting to the side remained silent, but her slender fingers dug heavily into the skin of her palm.

The other family members sat on the left and right sides, lined up in order. Opposite the arena, facing the crowd, were the manager of Hua Manlou and Bai He, the head of Bai Yutang.

"This young lady Ren Wanqing is becoming more and more charming. She is over thirty years old and still unmarried. No one dares to take such a top-quality yin essence. What a pity!" The speaker was Bai He, the head of Baiyutang, who was dressed in gold and jade and white clothes.

He scanned Ren Wanqing from head to toe.

Beneath the loose-fitting clothes lies a surging tide.

The manager of Fumanlou chuckled: "If Master Bai likes her, once Renhetang is destroyed, I'll send someone to capture her and let you enjoy her as you please."

Bai He didn't respond, but his tongue was very honest, licking his lips incessantly.

A thought popped into my mind: Women are like fine wine, the older they get, the more fragrant and mellow they become!

With a shout of "Start!", the two instantly moved closer to each other. Ren Xiaoxuan used the Monkey Tongbei Fist, which emphasizes a balance of strength and softness, and is highly flexible and unpredictable.

Besides the various moves he learned in the forest, Zhao Yuan was also skilled in the Serpent and Python Kung Fu of the Forest Martial Arts School. He was adept at close-range entanglement and relied on his powerful and continuous force to wear down his opponent.

Moreover, once someone gets close, they will first cripple the victim's lower body and eyes, which is extremely ruthless.

In an instant, the two began to fight. Ren Xiaoxuan used the Swift Monkey Steps and his hands were like Vajra Whips.

It swung left and right, making a series of crackling and popping sounds.

His fierce momentum was not only intended to end the battle quickly, but also to use his longer arms and greater range to prevent Zhao Yuan from getting close.

Zhao Yuan merely sneered. Anyone else would have been driven away by the relentless onslaught of the Vajra Whip, but he stood still, his eyes like those of a hawk, as if trying to discern every move of his opponent.

As Ren Xiaoxuan used the last step of his chain of steps, he suddenly stood up and lunged forward, locking his throat in one move.

Ren Xiaoxuan noticed the swift attack and immediately changed his posture, swinging his steel whip in both directions, drawing a crescent moon shape.

A gust of wind swept across Zhao Yuan's face, causing his skin to bounce backward. At that moment, Zhao Yuan revealed a carefree chuckle.

Ren Xiaoxuan immediately realized that his judgment was wrong; Zhao Yuan's move was just a feint.

It wasn't a real attack, but rather a use of the rapid momentum to force himself to switch his offensive tactics, but this didn't throw Ren Xiaoxuan into a panic.

As Zhao Yuan cut into his midline to block the two fists, he bent the ape's arms back again.

Due to its flexibility, the strong wind not only does not diminish, but becomes even stronger at bends.

At that moment, Zhao Yuan made no attempt to defend himself and instead seemed to merge into Ren Xiaoxuan's embrace, taking half a step forward.

With a snap, Ren Xiaoxuan heard a hollow sound.

Instead, Zhao Yuan seized the opportunity to get close.

Realizing something was wrong, Ren Xiaoxuan immediately concentrated his strength in his chest, trying to use a burst of energy to knock Zhao Yuan away and create distance.

However, Zhao Yuan switched tactics, and his chaotic charge suddenly transformed into the Serpent Python Force of the Scaled Python Martial Arts School.

He seemed to have no bones as he wrapped his arms around Ren Xiaoxuan.

"Oh no!" Ren Yun slammed his hand on the armrest and stood up abruptly. Zhou Wei frowned and sighed repeatedly.

The next second, on the field—

Click!

The crisp sound of bones breaking under bare feet rang out, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Zhao Yuan's smile widened, and he tightened his arms around Ren Xiaoxuan, causing Ren Xiaoxuan's hard body to deform.

His chest caved in, his back bent to the side, his bones and muscles were broken, and his cries of "Ahhh!" never stopped, but Zhao Yuan had already stopped.

Ren Yun's neck was crushed, his throat was broken, and his head fell down in an irregular shape before he let go.

He lay on the ground completely like a rag doll.

"Ren Xiaoxuan!" Ren Yun screamed hoarsely, and Ren Wanqing and other senior executives of Renhetang dared not look directly at the dead Ren Xiaoxuan.

Zhao Yuan clapped his hands, still not satisfied, and pointed at Ren Yu next to Ren Yun, making a throat-slitting gesture.

He then swaggered off the stage.

At that moment, thunderous applause erupted from Bai Yutang's Fumanlou restaurant and other forces sent by other halls.

Bai He stood up, glanced at Ren Wanqing's figure with lewd amusement, and said sarcastically, "I thought the fight would be evenly matched."

I never expected you to lose so decisively in your first boxing match.

So this is what Renhetang has become—utterly useless, just an empty shell.

Why don't you reconsider the division of the territory and hand over the two medicinal herb gardens to me, Bai Yutang?

Perhaps we can still save you some face and let you get out of the county!

Ren Yun was extremely emotional, shivering and cold as she leaned on her cane.

Zhou Wei quickly pressed down on his shoulder: "Young Master, don't be impulsive, don't fall into these guys' trap!"

Ren Wanqing raised her hand to block her brother, her expression icy cold: "Don't even think about it! What belongs to the Ren family will always belong to the Ren family! Let's go!"