Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

"Nonsense!"

Ji Feiyun slapped the tea table with his right hand, but missed. It turned out that he had broken the tea table yesterday and hadn't replaced it yet.

Finally, it was slapped onto the armrest of the chair.

Although his eyes showed emotion, they were also stern.

"You've only been at the sixth level of Dark Force for a short time, and you're already looking down on your senior sisters who are stronger than you? When it comes to real fighting, nobody cares whether you're male or female. If you have this kind of mentality, you'll suffer a great loss in the future."

"Take your fifth senior sister for example. Although she is a woman, she can easily suppress you with just one hand. Is it because the outer disciples call you senior brother that you've become arrogant? You should know that hidden force is like brick compared to iron nail compared to physical force. Although brick is hard, iron nail can still pierce through it."

After the reprimand, his tone softened.

"You have good intentions in caring for your senior sister, but you look down on the senior sister who is higher than you, and you just don't know what to do. If your fifth senior sister finds out, she will probably beat you on the spot. Not to mention your fifth senior sister, even if your senior sister knows that you look down on their women, she will probably give you a taste of fists."

"Right now, focus on your cultivation and don't overthink things. If things become unmanageable in the future, I will make arrangements. Just focus on teaching your disciples in the front courtyard. The path of internal strength is complex and profound. The breathing techniques and the interaction and connection between the internal qi and blood are all subtle skills. You need to concentrate and ponder them every day in order to transform force into power."

In Ji Feiyun's opinion, Zhang Qingshan was either getting carried away or was so nervous and confused by the recent events that he lost his composure.

"Master, I truly care for my senior sister and have no intention of discriminating against her."

"Hmph, you weaklings don't deserve to protect the strong. This isn't the mindset of a martial artist; it's the ignorant mindset of a common man or woman on the street."

Zhang Qingshan paused for a moment.

With a soft thud, the sole of his shoe remained intact, but a small hole appeared in the terrazzo floor of the lobby.

In a flash, his master's aged body appeared before him.

He grabbed Zhang Qingshan's foot with one hand, not caring whether Zhang Qingshan almost stumbled.

After seeing the perfectly intact sole, their eyes lit up.

"Go ahead, hit me, hit me or kick me, it's all fine!"

Without hesitation, Zhang Qingshan placed his palm on his master's thin chest. Naturally, it had no effect, as if he had struck an endless drum, producing only a faint friction sound.

But the next moment, Master Ji Feiyun froze on the spot.

Zhang Qingshan even wondered if he had defeated a martial arts master beyond the limit with a single punch.

He was about to speak.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"

Ji Feiyun threw his head back and laughed loudly.

He laughed for a moment, then seemed to catch his breath and couldn't help coughing.

The laughter attracted the attention of the fourth and fifth senior brothers and sisters who were patrolling the martial arts school.

Without waiting for them to ask, he waved his hand and told them to leave immediately.

Amidst their puzzled gazes, the master beckoned to Zhang Qingshan.

His expression was kinder than ever before.

"Good disciple, come inside with me to talk."

If it weren't for the fact that it wasn't appropriate to be frivolous at this time, the fourth and fifth senior brothers would have wanted to ask Zhang Qingshan what kind of flattery had made their master laugh so heartily.

However, seeing that the master was in a better mood, the dark cloud hanging over everyone's hearts dissipated a little.

After passing through the lobby, Zhang Qingshan followed his master into a more secluded and quiet spacious room.

The room was simply decorated, with a futon and incense burner on one side, a simple iron-framed bed and bookshelf on the other, and a square table in the middle with a rough, large iron kettle on it.

The master pointed to the long wooden bench next to the square table and said, "Sit."

Then he poured Zhang Qingshan a cup of cold tea.

The old man leaned closer to Zhang Qingshan, a smile on his face, his kind wrinkles resembling the furrows of a walnut tree.

"Did you eat any strange fruits or herbs when you were little? And did your parents mention having strange dreams when they were pregnant with you, or any unusual phenomena or strange things that happened when you were born?"

Zhang Qingshan shook his head.

"Before I learned martial arts, I was just an ordinary country boy, though there were some extraordinary things about me."

"Huh?" The master's eyes lit up. "Tell me quickly."

Zhang Qingshan smiled憨厚ly. "Well, my parents, no, I should say the people in our village, all say that I've always been smarter and more clever than the other kids in the village. Last time I went back, they said it wasn't surprising that I was able to get into the martial arts school. They've always thought I'd amount to something."

"You little rascal, are you deliberately teasing this old man?"

Fortunately, the master is in a good mood now and is not holding a grudge against Zhang Qingshan.

"Alright, let me feel the bones again! Don't move."

After touching it for a while, he shook his head in disappointment.

"You look like an ordinary person, without anything special about you. Looking at your body, you don't seem to have any innate spiritual affinity. It doesn't make sense."

"Good disciple, can you tell your master why you've grown so quickly? Wait a minute."

The master seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stood up, glaring at Zhang Qingshan with a serious expression.

"You didn't also go and make contact with that wicked disciple Long Baifeng, did you? Did you get some kind of unorthodox help from him to enhance your strength? I heard that another disciple of yours was lured away by him."

"Master, you just examined my bones. Do I look like I've taken any external substances? I've avoided that person and have had no contact with him whatsoever. I haven't even been to the inner city. Speaking of that disciple, his uncle contacted me through others, saying he's disappeared without a trace and asking what happened. Master, do you know why?"

"What?!"

"Is that so?"

Ji Feiyun frowned.

"Perhaps this person has already had his blood and marrow extracted. I have heard occasionally that those foreigners are good at bloodline modification and flesh extraction, and even have sacrificial methods. They like people with spirituality the most. They either use strange methods to extract their aptitude and bloodline into some kind of gene potion, or through some kind of sacrificial method, they turn them into extraordinary seeds."

He sighed.

"As the ancients said, 'The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits,' which means that people should keep their distance from such things. Otherwise, if one is not careful, one may fall into them and become the shape of someone else or a ghost or spirit, and from then on, one's life or death will be uncertain."

"That disciple has only just entered the world of martial arts. His mind is not settled, and I am too exhausted to take him under my wing and teach him personally. As a result, he was blinded by others and withdrew from my martial arts school. This just fulfilled that unfilial disciple's wish."

Zhang Qingshan knew that Wang Zhi probably wouldn't be coming back. He became wary, realizing that Long Baifeng was indeed no good person and had originally intended to lure him.

I don't want to talk about this anymore.

"Master, when I first came into contact with the Mighty Fist, I always felt that it was difficult to get started. But once I got the hang of it, I felt like the sky was the limit. I felt that the practice of the technique suddenly became easy, as if I had suddenly been enlightened. That's why I have made these progresses."

"Hmm, if that's the case, are you what's called a being with a body capable of sudden enlightenment?"

Zhang Qingshan was curious.

"What is the body of sudden enlightenment?"

Ji Feiyun laughed and shrugged, "Didn't you say that yourself? I've summarized it for you."

"No matter what, it's a good thing. The more extraordinary, the better. This proves that you have talents that ordinary people don't have. Haha, I never thought that just when I thought my luck was about to end, a true genius like you would emerge."

"I heard that Fifth Senior Sister is a Level 7 martial artist. I am probably stronger than her now, and I am a man, so that's why I had those thoughts."

The master waved his hand.

"These are all minor matters, it's such a pity, if only you had appeared ten or eight years earlier!"

Zhang Qingshan stared at his master.

"Master, it's not too late now. Give me another half a month or a month, and I'm confident I can reach the ninth level of martial arts and comprehend the meaning of the fusion of power and strength into a unified force."

"I'm confident I can become a martial arts master within six months to a year. Give me another three to five years, and to be a little proud, surpassing my senior sister won't be difficult. If I have eight to ten years, I'm confident I won't be inferior to Long Baifeng!"

Ji Feiyun looked at Zhang Qingshan silently.

I don't know where this kid gets his confidence from, thinking he can reach the advanced level of martial arts master in ten or eight years. How old are you?

Is it just empty talk and random fabrication, or is there some real basis for it?

Thinking about his terrifying level-up speed from a level 2 martial artist to a level 8 martial artist, I felt a certain anticipation.

What if a miracle really happens?

He slapped his thigh suddenly.

"Alright! Since you dare to make such boastful claims, I'll wait and see. If you can really pull it off, the Bloodstained Path they're all eyeing will be yours!"

"Haha, then I'll give it six months to a year and see if my good disciple can create a miracle and become a direct disciple, so that your current senior brothers and sisters will respectfully call you their direct second senior brother! Interesting, it will definitely be very interesting!"