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When a low-level martial art is mastered to its fullest extent, it can unleash power that completely overwhelms high-level martial arts techniques!

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng felt a little excited.

Even martial arts techniques at the general level have such power!

What about his own King-rank martial arts?!

Even his own Emperor-level martial art, "Emperor Fist"?!

Upon re-entering the training camp, he sparred with the man several more times, but the result was as expected: he was defeated within three moves each time.

"wrong!"

"It's not just about martial arts proficiency."

Jiang Feng suppressed his inner restlessness, and his mind gradually calmed down as he carefully observed the man's punching movements.

"artistic conception!"

"That's right! It's the essence of martial arts!"

Martial arts techniques are merely the manifestation of moves; the essence of fist techniques is the core of their power!

In the martial arts world, the artistic conception of boxing is divided into three levels: Ming Jin (manifest strength), An Jin (hidden strength), and Hua Jin (transformative strength).

Ming Jin (明劲) is an external manifestation of strength, with bones bursting and tendons throbbing, its power visible to the naked eye.

Hidden strength is power concealed within, its form unseen, yet it kills without a trace!

"My current fist technique, relying on its high base stats, seems incredibly powerful, but it's really just a reckless, mindless smashing. I haven't even touched the most basic level of Ming Jin!"

Jiang Feng clenched his fists, his mood gradually becoming serious.

On the other hand, the phantom man's Mountain-Rushing Fist should have been modeled after the fierce tigers and bulls charging down the mountain, emphasizing extreme movement and unstoppable advance!

However, in these few exchanges, the opponent showed no warning before throwing a punch; his muscles were not tense, and his breath did not leak out!

Only when the fist was right in front of him did that devastating force suddenly erupt!

This is a terrifying state of mind that is almost touching the edge of internal energy!

"If Wu Daba had also mastered this kind of martial arts essence in the underground parking garage today..."

Jiang Feng recalled the battle during the day and felt a wave of fear wash over him.

If the opponent has this kind of mindset, they can completely dodge the attack the moment when you unleash the Heavenly Flame Fist, which has a huge pre-cast animation, and then deliver a fatal blow to yourself!

"I'm still a long way off."

He took a deep breath, dispelling all the restlessness, arrogance, and hubris that had accumulated in his heart during this period.

His eyes became clearer and more focused than ever before!

"Again!"

This time, Jiang Feng didn't blindly rush forward to prove himself. Instead, he stared intently at the man's every move.

The slight shrug of the opponent's shoulders, the movement of their feet, and even the frequency of their breathing when they throw a punch!

At this moment, Jiang Feng seemed to have turned into a sponge, frantically absorbing knowledge.

Without expert instruction, ordinary people have no right to access this kind of knowledge.

This is also why those elites from the provincial capital looked down on Jiang Feng, who came from a humble background.

What good is a high level of martial arts skill?!

Do you understand what the artistic conception of martial arts is?!

Do you know how to improve your martial arts proficiency?!

Without a master sparring partner, no matter how high your Qi and Blood value is cultivated, you'll still be a novice in actual combat!

"Bang!"

death.

"Bang!"

Died again.

While being brutally murdered in the consciousness space.

In the bedroom, the Burning Heaven Emperor Scripture within Jiang Feng's body was like a fully powered water pump, frantically absorbing the rich spiritual energy and medicinal essence around him, transforming it into a continuous stream of blood and qi!

[Ding! Health +10!]

[Ding! Health +10!]

[Ding! Under the pressure of life and death, the skill level of the Heavenly Flame Fist has increased by 2! (Four times acceleration is in effect, actual increase is 8)]

[Ding! Physical exertion pushed to its limits, bone tempering progress +20!]

[Ding! Transformation progress +5!]

[Ding! Blazing Heaven Fist Proficiency +20!]

……

Five hours had passed.

Jiang Feng had forgotten time, forgotten the pain, and even forgotten how many times he had died.

Fortunately, the phantom on the stage was equally tireless. As long as Jiang Feng was resurrected, he would continue to throw punches without mercy.

After being blasted away for what seemed like the umpteenth time, Jiang Feng stood up again, and this time, his aura had changed.

No longer like before, frantically pouring out his vital energy like a powder keg, wishing he could squeeze all the vital energy out of his body with one punch!

His breathing became long and deep, and his feet gripped the ground firmly as if they were rooted to the ground.

"boom!"

The illusory man charged forward again like a raging bull, aiming a Mountain-Rushing Fist straight for Jiang Feng's face.

This time, Jiang Feng neither dodged nor swung his fists wildly like a brute.

His eyes were calm and still, and the blood and qi in his body flowed from the soles of his feet through his waist in an instant along a subtle route, and finally burst into his right arm along his spine!

"Snapped!"

A crisp, clear sound rang out in the air!

That was the sound of muscles and bones resonating!

Jiang Feng's punching speed seemed to have slowed down, but the flames on his fists were contained to the extreme, turning into a thin layer of dark red light.

"BOOM!!!"

The two fists collided!

"call!!!"

A violent gust of wind spread wildly in all directions, causing Jiang Feng's hair to dance wildly.

He actually took the punch without taking a single step back!

[Ding! Practical Enlightenment! Blazing Heaven Fist Proficiency +10 (4x speed-up in effect, actual +40)!]

[Congratulations, host! Your mastery of the King-rank martial art "Burning Heaven Flame Fist" has reached the level of "Mastery"!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have made initial progress in overcoming the mysteries of martial arts, comprehending the essence of fist techniques, and unlocking hidden cultivation progress!]

[Current Boxing Technique Level: Ming Jin (1/100)!]

Hearing the system notification in his ear, Jiang Feng felt as if a current of electricity shot straight into the depths of his mind!

Ming Jin!

He not only mastered the Burning Heaven Flame Fist, but also truly entered the realm of fist techniques that only a fourth-grade grandmaster could reach!

"Hahaha! I've got it! So this is the method for circulating internal energy!"

Jiang Feng was so excited that he couldn't help but laugh out loud, his blood and qi surging within him.

However, the next moment.

The gray phantom opposite him seized his weakness, and a disdainful sneer seemed to appear on its blurry face.

The afterimage retracted its fist, twisted its hips, and moved with lightning speed, then delivered a powerful knee strike to Jiang Feng's lower abdomen!

"Bang!"

Before Jiang Feng could even scream, he was once again sent flying off the stage in a graceful arc.

[Ding! You have been killed.]

Inside the room, Jiang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, clutched his stomach, and dry-heaved twice, his face turning red.

He recalled the mocking sneer of the phantom man, and the joy of his breakthrough instantly transformed into overwhelming fighting spirit.

"Damn it, even a phantom dares to mock me?"

"System! Open it again!"

"I'm going to beat this pathetic phantom back to its original form today!"