Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

At this point, you need to carefully hone your spirit and manage your qi and blood... Wait, what did you just say?

"My disciple has mastered the art of internal energy cultivation. Now I always feel that my qi and blood are vigorous and I still have energy left."

Yet, it's precisely because it can't condense all its strength into a single point.

Li Xin said honestly.

"Try throwing a punch at me."

Cheng Yuanhua heard it clearly this time.

His brow twitched slightly as he suppressed his shock.

Before Li Xin became a disciple of the Cheng family, the most talented disciple in the Bagua school was the one standing to the side, secretly watching with a smile – his own precious daughter.

Cheng Feiyan began practicing qi and blood cultivation, strengthening her bones and tendons, and honing her physique at the age of sixteen...

It took a total of three years and six months to refine the Qian Yuan Fierce Fire Force to its peak, after which he could wield his strength like a knife and greatly increase his combat power.

But what about Li Xin?

Although he is growing quite fast, he is still only thirteen years old.

Logically speaking, he hadn't even trained his muscles and bones yet, and his qi and blood couldn't be considered too strong.

Then he told himself that he had mastered the art of internal strength training.

How can anyone believe that?

How could I not be surprised?

"Snapped……"

Without saying a word, Li Xin threw a punch.

The air exploded, producing a slight popping sound.

A thin white ripple appeared in front of the fist.

"It has indeed become a great success."

As the saying goes, a single sound is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

It can shatter the air and produce a cracking sound when it throws a punch or kicks.

This means that the disciples under the master's tutelage are ready to graduate and practice the Way.

In the martial arts world, he would be considered a rare master.

Generally, martial artists who haven't received profound training would run as far away as possible if they saw a master who could produce explosive sounds.

If they were to fight, the consequences could range from broken bones and tendons to serious injuries that could cost someone their life.

Cheng Yuanhua took a deep breath, clapped his hands lightly, and stared intently at Li Xin's fist.

I noticed that his punches and retractions were effortless and natural...

From the waist to the arm, and from the elbow to the wrist, the entire movement is connected in one line, resulting in natural and smooth movements.

He knew this wasn't achieved by using all his strength, but rather by his powerful qi and blood overflowing with energy.

Indeed, they are qualified to ask questions of those above the Great Perfection level.

"Xin'er, if you want to achieve perfect strength and softness, it's not that difficult. Use all your strength to strike me with your palm."

He waved his hand, his feet slightly sinking, his aura solidifying and solidifying, and his entire demeanor suddenly changed.

It's as if it has transformed into a mountain peak standing right in front of you.

"Are you really going all out?" Li Xin asked cautiously.

He thought to himself that his full strength might be somewhat different from what his master imagined.

"Go all out."

Cheng Yuanhua didn't take it seriously, "Put the same effort you would have used to kill Zhang Yuanhao."

"Okay, Master, be careful."

Upon hearing this, Li Xin understood.

This is to activate the divine intent of [Erlang Zhenjun], double the power, and then control all the qi and blood.

That's right. Without exerting all one's strength, how can one integrate the physical strength of the body with the internal energy?

He said no more, and with a slight twist of his foot, the ground slightly subsided.

His figure shot forward like an arrow, and he struck out with lightning speed.

This palm strike was initially silent, but halfway through, it emitted a muffled, buzzing sound.

By the time it reached Cheng Yuanhua's chest, a powerful gust of wind had swept through, howling and exploding.

"what……"

Cheng Yuanhua raised his eyebrows slightly, took half a step back, and also struck out with his palm.

His palm strike didn't seem particularly fast, but it was perfectly timed.

The two palms collided, precisely at the optimal moment for Li Xin to unleash his power.

A surge of power.

"boom……"

It was like a firecracker exploding on the spot.

Li Xin charged forward quickly, and he retreated just as quickly.

Take three steps forward, then two steps back.

Her face flushed.

It felt like being electrocuted; a powerful and extremely solid force, like an iron hammer, slammed into his palm bone.

The shock caused his hands, arms, and even his entire body to tremble slightly.

At this moment, the Qi and blood felt out of control, and with a whoosh, the internal Qi surged and dispersed to the limbs and bones.

For a moment, my body felt slightly sore and weak.

He didn't notice that his master, Cheng Yuanhua, suddenly pulled his arm back and hid it behind his back.

But now it's one hand, placed in front of her.

The hands behind his back were shaking violently, as if he had Parkinson's disease.

pain.

It hurts so much.

He knew his apprentice was strong, but he never imagined he would be this strong.

When it comes to sheer physical strength, it seems I'm still quite a bit behind him.

If it weren't for his superior mastery of internal energy, he probably wouldn't have been able to maintain such a confident and unwavering stance as his teacher.

"Master's strength is so mature and seasoned. His attack, though forceful, has an almost indestructible quality. It is truly formidable."

Li Xin sighed.

……

Chapter Eighty-Six: Swallows Flying Before the Hall

After the two exchanged a palm strike.

They were all shocked.

Because of his rapid increase in strength during this period, Li Xin's slight arrogance had quietly dissipated.

This palm strike not only blocked more than 42 points of his own muscle and bone strength, but also made his whole body go numb.

He even dispersed the vast internal energy within his body with a single palm strike.

Even the fluctuations of qi and blood have collapsed, and they cannot be gathered together with each breath.

Old ginger is spicier.

"Do you understand now?" Cheng Yuanhua's expression was inscrutable.

Cheng Feiyan, who was secretly watching from the side, pursed her lips and chuckled.

Only she, standing to one side, could clearly see some of the subtle actions between the two.

At the same time, I also saw my father's right hand, which he was wildly swinging behind his back.

"I wonder if Father's hand is swollen from the beating... You pretended to be something you're not, now you're really suffering."

I never expected my junior brother's strength to have increased so dramatically in such a short time. What on earth did he eat to grow so powerful?

Cheng Feiyan's mind raced with all sorts of scenarios, and she stood there stunned for a moment.

He had completely forgotten why he had come to the courtyard.

"I understand. Only by blunting its sharpness, shaping it into a circle, breaking it down and then establishing it again, can extreme hardness give rise to softness."

Li Xin nodded.

After the Qi and blood are dispersed, they will condense again.

He discovered that his strength had become slightly more agile and concentrated.

It destroys force from the smallest details.

It's essentially the same principle as forging a sword in fierce fire, through countless hammer blows.

No wonder those renowned masters all made their rapid progress only after life-or-death battles and desperate struggles.

Especially when facing equally matched opponents, they are able to break through together.

That's the reason.

He finally understood why his master, Cheng Yuanhua, had emphasized that he must use all his strength before testing his skills.

It's about mimicking the feeling of intense competition and life-or-death struggle as much as possible.

In terms of fighting skills, although there is no absolute edge.

However, in terms of strength, he had definitely mobilized all his potential and squeezed out the last drop of vital energy and blood from his body.

"Again."

This time, Cheng Yuanhua was much more cautious.

Quietly, he also mobilized all his internal energy.

The palm strike was as fierce as fire and as heavy as a mountain.

Boom boom boom...

Li Xin made one move, then retreated three steps.

Make another move, then retreat three steps.

Treat the master as a hammer, and yourself as iron.

He continued to strike forward relentlessly, palm after palm.

The shaking was so intense that my teeth loosened, I saw stars, and my mind went blank.

At the same time, the muscles and bones were shaken so badly that they felt weak and sore, and the qi and blood dispersed and then gathered again.

The energy fluctuations, which were initially soft, reddish-brown iron mud, gradually transformed into a finely refined steel sword.

It seemed that the power was just one step away from being fully under his mental control.

Li Xin let out a long breath, his spirits lifted, and his mind was filled with wonderful thoughts.

Their bodies tensed, their blood and qi surged, and at a certain moment they resonated in unison.

With a single strike, the sound of wind and thunder reverberated.

"Boom..."

The two palms collided.