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Chapter 83 [Dark Energy Techniques] (5.2K)

“……” The two men were completely dumbfounded by the sudden scene of 'shrinking the ground into inches' and didn't react at all.

“Please, show mercy!”

At this moment, a loud voice came from the park in the distance.

“If you want to fight, come find me! I just want to loosen my muscles before dinner!”

“Hmm?” Zhang Feng also turned slightly and looked towards the location eighty meters away.

His exceptional eyesight allowed Zhang Feng to clearly see a young man under a streetlight, who had initially seemed to be enjoying the river view, but was now striding forward and rushing from the riverbank.

‘Dare to bully my fellow disciples!’

The young man valued his sect's kinship very much, and in his haste, he moved even faster, covering nearly three meters with each step, as if leaping with every stride!

He hadn't seen Zhang Feng's five-meter strides earlier; he had only happened to turn around and see Zhang Feng, this large man, cupping his fist and blocking his two fellow disciples.

At the same time.

After seeing the young man's somewhat slow sprinting figure, Zhang Feng still had time to glance at the two people next to him, who had just revealed a relieved expression.

“Is he your fellow disciple? Not bad, his lightness skill is quite decent. He ranks second among the people I know, possessing about 70-80% of Dongqing's skill.”

Who Dongqing was, the two of them didn't know.

But when they heard that this expert didn't care about their junior brother at all, they knew that their junior brother's arrival would also be a waste of effort.

As expected.

When the newcomer was about to reach Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng's palm stretched out slightly, seemingly without any special moves.

But under the light of the street lamp, the two of them discovered that Zhang Feng's palm had clearly extended, yet it also showed afterimages extending forward.

This one move made the two of them realize that Zhang Feng's skill had reached a level they couldn't even imagine.

At the same moment.

The person who had just rushed over, upon seeing Zhang Feng's bizarre starting stance, immediately dissipated his aggressive aura, instead hurriedly retreating and politely cupping his fist, saying:

“Junior greets Senior!”

As he spoke, sweat dripped from his forehead, little by little.

This was partly because he was frightened by Zhang Feng's 'Thousand Transformations Skill', and partly because he had suddenly stopped, abruptly retracting his strength, causing his breathing to become uneven and triggering the release of hot sweat.

The surrounding crowd was even more stunned by this bizarre scene.

“What is this?”

“I saw that his palm clearly didn't move?”

“Holy crap! Has he been possessed by a god?”

The crowd widened their eyes, even suspecting that their eyes were seeing double.

At the same time, Zhang Feng looked at the flustered young man and then at the surrounding crowd, knowing that if he stayed here, he would definitely be bombarded with questions.

But right now, Zhang Feng only wanted to know what Dark Energy was in this world.

He didn't have time to chat with the neighbors.

‘While my mind is clear, and with the high aptitude in this world,

I have to learn more things in this world in these thirty years.

In future worlds, I can treat them as life experiences, which can also be considered a combination of work and rest?’

Zhang Feng pondered, and soon said to the three who didn't dare to speak: “Since the three of you come from the same sect, could you introduce me to your sect?”

“Okay…”

After all, this was a world ruled by law, and this great martial artist didn't seem to have any malicious intentions.

So the three of them nodded in agreement.

… …

Beep beep—

The three of them drove, taking Zhang Feng to the Eight Trigrams Sect.

As the atmosphere gradually relaxed and through conversations with them.

Zhang Feng finally learned that the Eight Trigrams Palm had a branch martial arts hall in the suburbs of the city.

The person in charge was their master, who was also ranked third in the main sect.

This ranking was determined every three years by the 'Martial Arts Tournament'.

Through this, Zhang Feng also came to the conclusion.

The martial arts atmosphere in this world was still considered prosperous.

Because martial arts were truly effective in combat, and some people who had cultivated Dark Energy could unleash some abilities that ordinary people couldn't imagine.

For example, a master of Dark Energy could lightly strike a person's body with a palm, seemingly harmless, but in reality, it would shatter the person's internal organs.

Zhang Feng was curious about this.

At the same time.

On the way to their master's sect.

The young man also called his master in front of Zhang Feng.

Once connected.

The young man stated clearly: “Dad, my two senior brothers and I are bringing back a guest.”

“What guest?” A steady middle-aged male voice came from the other end of the phone. “Is it a fellow martial artist? Or your friend?”

“Neither…” The young man first looked at Zhang Feng, who was closing his eyes to rest in the back seat, and then said excitedly: “It's a senior who is a few years younger than me!

If I'm not mistaken, he! Boss Zhang! He has now reached the level of 'effortless control of power' that the older generation talks about!”

During the previous conversation, Zhang Feng hadn't concealed his age.

But precisely because he revealed his age, the three of them felt indescribable emotions.

However, precisely because Zhang Feng's 'young age' was revealed.

Although they relaxed a lot and weren't as restrained, they became even more respectful and excited.

“What?”

At this moment, the middle-aged man on the phone didn't believe a word after hearing the young man's words.

“Effortless control of power at twenty? How is that even possible? Even if you started practicing from the womb, you wouldn't be able to achieve that, right?”

The middle-aged man felt that his son was lying, probably teasing him.

“Forget it!” The young man said straightforwardly: “We'll be back soon. Dad, if you don't believe me, you can spar with Boss Zhang, but I'm telling you, if you don't use Dark Energy, you can expect to lose face.”

… …

About twenty minutes later.

Outside a small courtyard in the suburbs.

As soon as the car stopped here.

Zhang Feng got out of the car and saw a middle-aged man around forty years old coming out of the yard.

Judging by his walking style, he had already mastered martial arts.

Only about 20% lower than the Business Man's martial arts skill.

The Business Man was the strongest person in the Second Level World in Zhang Feng's perception.

Of course, this didn't include the Peak Seat Guest.

Zhang Feng reasoned backwards that if the Seat Guest had internal organ overdrive during his peak period, rather than realizing it later, then his physique should have reached around 65.

The Business Man was around 40.

This was also because the Business Man had exceptional comprehension, having learned overdrive within a month.

High comprehension also meant 'learning quickly', which could lead to rapid improvement in physique.

Zhang Feng deeply understood this principle.

Just like himself, with enough knowledge, having learned the path of decades of life, and knowing how to walk these paths and how to walk them the fastest, it was equivalent to maximizing comprehension.

At the same time.

Just as Zhang Feng was diverging his thoughts and daydreaming.

The middle-aged man approached, first looking at the three winking men, and then sizing up Zhang Feng next to them.

At first glance, he was strong and sturdy, looking like he had strength.

Then, after looking for a few more seconds.

The middle-aged man couldn't see any particular style in Zhang Feng.

‘Are these three making fun of me? Or can I really not see it?’

The middle-aged man thought to himself, then cupped his fist towards Zhang Feng and said directly: “Boss Zhang, I heard that your strength is complete and perfect. This is the first time I've heard of such an expert. I wonder if we can spar a bit?”

“Sure.” Seeing that this person was so direct, Zhang Feng also readily agreed, “Master Zheng, please.”

“Please.” Master Zheng took a few steps forward and assumed a sparring stance.

Zhang Feng also joined in, pushing a few rounds, then smoothly extended his palm, using skillful force to flick away Master Zheng's wrist, and pushed towards Master Zheng's face.

In Master Zheng's eyes, this push was like an overwhelming net, enveloping the top of his head, leaving no room to break the move.

With just this one move, Master Zheng knew that the three hadn't lied, but had truly encountered a grandmaster of fighting techniques!

“I lost.” Master Zheng readily admitted, and took a step back, even if it meant losing face, he didn't use Dark Energy.

Because Dark Energy had too much destructive power, and this was just a sparring match.

‘Master also lost…’ The three watched with wide eyes, not expecting that their master, ranked twenty-seventh in the country, would be defeated just like that?

“You flatter me.” Seeing that Master Zheng was so particular, Zhang Feng also cupped his fist and said, “Master Zheng, can you spar with me using Dark Energy?”

“Dark Energy?” Master Zheng suddenly frowned and asked, “Boss Zhang, have you seen Dark Energy before?”

“No.” Zhang Feng said honestly: “That's why I'm disturbing Master Zheng's rest tonight, hoping to have Master Zheng spar with me using Dark Energy.

Because I've only self-studied martial arts and comprehended some training methods, but I've never actually seen Dark Energy.”

‘Self-taught?’ Master Zheng was truly stunned upon hearing this.

A self-taught grandmaster of fighting techniques? A grandmaster at twenty years old?

He truly didn't believe it at all now.

But seeing that this Boss Zhang looked serious, it didn't seem fake, and there was no need to lie to him.

After thinking it over, Master Zheng seriously said to Zhang Feng: “Boss Zhang, it's not that I don't want to spar with you using Dark Energy.

It's that I currently can't control the release and retraction of Dark Energy freely, so once I unleash it, I can't hold back.”

“Then if it's convenient.” Zhang Feng asked, “Can you show me what Dark Energy is? And I can also use some other martial arts techniques to exchange for Dark Energy techniques.”

"No need." Master Zheng shook his head without even thinking, then glared at the three people standing beside him.

After glaring at them.

Master Zheng looked at Zhang Feng with a smile, cupped his fist in salute, and said:

"Speaking of making things convenient for others, I should also thank Boss Zhang for showing mercy, otherwise these three disciples of mine might not have been able to go home tonight.

So, if Boss Zhang wants to see hidden strength, then I will find something to demonstrate it for Boss Zhang."

"Thank you." Zhang Feng first thanked him, then thought that since Master Zheng had mentioned the 'night market stall incident' and saw that Master Zheng was so straightforward.

Therefore, Zhang Feng also wanted to explain the matter clearly, so as to avoid any misunderstandings due to some trivial matters.

A straightforward person speaks frankly.

"I have been practicing for many years and have occasionally heard that there are many experts in the world, but I don't know how to find them."

Zhang Feng said very crisply: "Today, I happened to meet three masters, and I thought that it is better to meet by chance than to choose a day, so why not pay a visit tonight.

Speaking of disturbing, it is I who disturbed you."

"Boss Zhang, you don't have to be so polite!" Master Zheng felt very comfortable in his heart when he heard these words, especially when a grandmaster of fighting said them.

As a reward.

He didn't dawdle or look for something to experiment with. Instead, he came to the clean wall next to his door.

At the same time, he lightly slapped the wall with his palm. After his palm left, several needle-like holes appeared silently, about two centimeters deep.

The cement wall was like this, so if it hit someone's body, it would be even more terrible.

When Zhang Feng saw it, he roughly estimated it and felt that he couldn't block it, but he could let his thick arm take a hit to experience what hidden strength was.

The fastest way to learn is to experience it firsthand.

'A martial artist-like body is still useful. At least it's thick. Hidden strength shouldn't easily hurt important muscles and bones?'

Zhang Feng thought, looking at Master Zheng, and was about to ask him to give him a try when he found that his strength was a little scattered.

'Hidden strength is like using up all his inner energy in one breath? Or is it that his inner energy capacity is not high?'

Zhang Feng made some guesses based on the previous cement strike.

But soon, Master Zheng recovered his strength and looked at Zhang Feng.

At the same time.

He saw Zhang Feng's eager look and knew what Zhang Feng wanted to do.

"Boss Zhang, I know you want to learn hidden strength and want to experience it yourself."

Master Zheng said helplessly, "But if you want to experience it yourself, you have to be prepared to be injured, because even if I reduce some strength, it will still hurt your skin and flesh.

I still say the same thing, my skills are not enough, I can't control my energy at will.

But like the top three masters of transformation energy, they can control it freely."

"It doesn't matter." Since Zhang Feng had the idea of trying it, he quickly stretched out his thick forearm and placed it in front of him.

"I have learned some hard qigong, and Master Zheng deliberately showed mercy. My body should be able to withstand it."

"Okay." Master Zheng didn't try to dissuade him anymore when he heard that he had said this, but instead invited Zhang Feng into the courtyard.

When they arrived in the living room.

'Boss Zhang wants to take a hit of hidden strength?' The three of them also curiously approached, wanting to see if Boss Zhang's so-called hard qigong could block the eruption of hidden strength.

"Go get alcohol and gauze." Master Zheng ordered the young man to get something from the next room.

When he came out, the things were ready.

"Boss Zhang?" Master Zheng placed it on Zhang Feng's arm and specially chose a fleshy place, avoiding the joints, "Are you ready?"

Zhang Feng nodded and mustered his strength, "Please."

Master Zheng no longer hesitated, but this time he didn't mention much strength, because he really couldn't hold back.

He only barely mentioned the critical value that could send the strength out.

But this gathering of strength sounds not high, but it can also punch a five-centimeter-deep needle-eye hole in the skin and flesh of ordinary people.

And in the next second, his hidden strength erupted and hit the outside of Zhang Feng's arm, and he even expected that this piece of meat could be punched through.

Whoosh—

At the same time, perhaps because they were close and the sound was transmitted through the flesh, Zhang Feng heard that hidden strength actually had a sound.

But then, Zhang Feng felt a little cool on his arm and some tingling pain.

When Master Zheng's palm left.

Zhang Feng saw a drop of turbid water droplets like sweat on his arm, and the skin below the water droplets was also a little red and gradually oozing bloodshot, as if it had been pricked by a needle.

But at this moment, Master Zheng was surprised to see that Zhang Feng had blocked most of the hidden strength, and he looked at his hand and then at Zhang Feng's arm.

Finally, he asked doubtfully: "Boss Zhang, are you sure you don't know hidden strength?

Only when hidden strength is practiced to great success can it connect the muscles, skin, flesh, and blood of the whole body, and ordinary energy is not easy to hurt."

'Hidden strength can also be used to train the body?' Zhang Feng was overjoyed when he heard this, and found that hidden strength was not only a killing move, but also a 'body training method.'

That's a good thing.

"I don't know hidden strength." Zhang Feng now has a very strong desire for hidden strength, "I'm not making fun of Master Zheng."

Speaking of this, Zhang Feng ignored their suspicious expressions and said bluntly:

"I can block some of the hidden strength, probably because of my physique and skills, and I can also take out the hard qigong I practice in exchange for the hidden strength training method.

We are all practitioners, so let's be straightforward. Master Zheng, give me a conclusion."

"Hard qigong is not needed…" Master Zheng slowly recovered from his suspicion and shook his head, saying: "Because the hidden strength training method is not a secret in the martial arts world."

As he said, he pointed to a kettle next to him.

Zhang Feng looked over and saw that the kettle was quite exquisite.

The outer shape is a lifelike dragon, which looks very artistic.

"Please." Master Zheng also invited Zhang Feng to sit next to the coffee table.

Zhang Feng didn't say much, cupped his fist, and sat down first.

The three people were still standing, silently saying nothing, but the shock in their hearts about Zhang Feng being able to block hidden strength had not disappeared.

And as Zhang Feng sat down.

Master Zheng directly began to talk about the introduction of hidden strength.

"Hidden strength is a kind of energy fighting method in the body. I don't know how to describe this energy. If I use a very clichéd word, it is only understood but cannot be expressed in words.

But about people, Boss Zhang can regard the 'human body' as a 'dragon' in mythology.

Hidden strength is the dragon's 'swallowing clouds and spitting fog'. The limbs and torso are all the dragon's body, and the energy in the body is transformed."

"How does this transformation work?" Zhang Feng humbly asked, "If this does not involve the secrets of your sect, I hope Master Zheng can tell me, and Zhang Feng will definitely reward you."

Since Master Zheng said 'only understood but cannot be expressed in words'.

Then the following words must be the unique practice method of Master Zheng's sect, which can make people understand the meaning of this 'ineffable'.

This must be precious and unfathomable.

It may even be the essence of the summary of many, or even a dozen, old seniors in their sect.

"Since I said there is no need for a reward, then there is no need for a reward."

Master Zheng still didn't want a reward, but instead pointed to the dragon kettle next to him.

Hoo hoo—

The kettle had already boiled, and the rushing hot air opened the small lid on the kettle spout, like a small dragon swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

"Hidden strength is actually a kind of control over oneself."

Master Zheng explained: "When people exert force, there is a suppressed energy in the body, and these energy will be emitted through the pores.

It's like sweating when running.

But if you can close your pores, like this dragon kettle with a lid, so that the energy in your body no longer evaporates.

Then the moment one of the pores opens is like the kettle lid being opened by the steam, and the energy bursts out.

This is the so-called hidden strength.

But if you want to learn this method, controlling the body is one thing.

Secondly, the flesh and skin must also be tempered.

Otherwise, the moment a hidden strength is punched out of the body is like a bullet exploding.

If you don't train your body, you will hurt yourself before you hurt others, so hidden strength is actually a kind of body training, using this suppressed energy to train the body."

After Master Zheng finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng looked at the ordinary kettle and experienced what Master Zheng said again.

These words are very ordinary, and there is nothing mysterious about them.

It's just a kettle and a very ordinary suffocating inner energy, which is simply expressed.

But Zhang Feng understood a truth.

What is 'a true teaching is in one sentence, a false teaching is in ten thousand books.'

"Body training also requires some prescriptions, which I will write down for you."

At this time, Master Zheng asked the young man to get paper and pen again.

Zhang Feng also looked at the young man and said with a smile: "Please trouble Little Master Zheng to get another set of paper and pen."