Chapter 10: Strength penetrates the chest and back, and fame begins to emerge
Severe pain, unbearable pain.

A pain as if his entire body was falling apart spread through his limbs, waking Li Liang from the darkness.

He remembered that he seemed to have just been hit by an extremely fierce elbow and was almost defeated in one move.

No, it seems to be more than that.

But he couldn't remember anything for a moment, so it seemed that his memory was fragmented?

The blurriness in front of his eyes gradually faded away. Li Liang concentrated his mind, glanced around, and then saw Zhou Yan with his eyes closed and focused.

"woke up?"

Zhou Yan looked back and patted the blood-stained gloves he had put on at some unknown time, with a hint of playfulness:
"The bones are quite hard. Not bad, not bad."

As the words slowly fell, Li Liang saw the disciples groaning in pain at Zhou Yan's feet. His pupils shrank slightly, and the disconnected memories flooded into his mind like a tide.

"You, you actually dared to spy on the martial arts inheritance of my Songhe Sword School. With such behavior, aren't you afraid that the martial arts world will surround and kill you?"

Li Liang endured the pain, adjusted his breathing, and said angrily:

"My teacher is the great elder of the Songhe Sword School and a martial artist of Huajin. Are you really not afraid of death?"

He recalled that after he was injured by a blow, Zhou Yan, who came to challenge the gym, did not leave, but blocked the disciples of Qingyun Gym and forced them to tell him the martial arts in the gym.

The anger in my heart grew stronger.

It is fine not to send a visiting card in advance when challenging a martial arts master in a competition. Although it may be suspected of provoking trouble and not in line with martial arts ethics, it is still a tradition in the martial arts community.

But spying on other people's inheritance is a big taboo in the martial arts world.

Kung Fu begins with moves, and only a few people are not bound by moves. Most people are still very rigid. Once a school's martial arts skills are leaked, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Therefore, all the major forces in the martial arts world, no matter how strong they are, will not touch the inheritance of one school, otherwise they will be attacked.

If I were to reveal my martial arts skills...

Li Liang could imagine waiting for his own reckoning.

"Qingyun Dojo is quite old, and has inherited a lot. I have gained a lot, but unfortunately, I still feel it is not enough."

Throwing away the bloodstained gloves, Zhou Yan half-knelt down with a kind smile, as if whispering:

"So, speak up..."

Li Liang still had some backbone, but his disciples did not. Zhou Yan only broke some of their bones and took the secret inheritance of Qingyun Taoist Hall.

Right now, there is only one step left.

According to the information from the Special Intelligence Bureau, Li Liangji was favored by his teacher and most likely had the cultivation experience written by his teacher. However, it was written by a martial artist of Hua Jin level and was very precious.

As long as you can get it in your hands, the power of transformation will be right in front of you.

"you!"

Li Liang was about to scold when his whole body froze.

He felt Zhou Yan's fingers pressing on his spine, with two fingers pressing on the joints. Despite the slight warmth, a piercing chill rose from his heart.

"Don't regret it!"

Li Liang was angry and Li Liang was scared.

No matter how tough Ren Liliang was, he could not bear to see his decades of hard practice go to waste.

The power of all martial arts comes from the spine.

There are warriors who are missing limbs, but there is no warrior with damaged spine.

Even if he leaked his master's martial arts, he would be held accountable in the future, but he still had a glimmer of hope. However, if he continued to be stubborn, the outcome would be unimaginable.

With my own hidden power skills, the worst that can happen is that I can run away to other places. If that doesn't work, I can go abroad. I can be rich and prosperous wherever I go. How can the honor and disgrace of my master be compared with my own life?

"That would be troublesome."

Zhou Yan stood up slightly, his smile widening, as if bathed in a spring breeze.

Li Liang struggled to get up, and finally accepted his fate. He took out the Qingyun Dojo and the photocopies of most of the inheritance of the Songhe Sword School that he had treasured, and handed them to Zhou Yan.

He didn't even dare to think about keeping it privately.

"I don't have the notes of the Hua Jin warriors, but it doesn't matter. At worst, I can do it again and find a few more martial arts schools."

After confirmation, Zhou Yan left without looking back.

This Li Liang is still useful. By keeping him, he can spread his reputation and attract more people to come after him.

Good news is hard to hear, but bad news travels far and wide.

If Zhou Yan wants to take action in the martial arts world and muddy up this stagnant and muddy water that has been there for so long, he has to do something very drastic.

"Master, what should we do?"

The young disciple who had previously reported Zhou Yan's challenge to the sect with Li Liang panted heavily, trying to hold back the pain and said:

"This person is too arrogant. Isn't he afraid of being surrounded and suppressed?"

Among all the disciples at the moment, only the young man was the least injured, but it is estimated that he also broke several bones. However, there is no one else available at the moment, so he is like the tallest among the short ones.

"No problem, I will help him become famous!"

Seeing Zhou Yan leave, Li Liang said grimly, "Now I have to quickly inform the teacher and apologize. Maybe the punishment from the master can be less!"

This situation is almost impossible to conceal.

Li Liang was certain that within a few days, the entire Lanyang County would know about this matter. Since he couldn't hide it, he might as well add fuel to the fire.

Since my reputation is already ruined, I must not let Zhou Yan have an easy time!
……

The water is shimmering on the river bank.

The willow trees on both sides swayed gracefully, reflected on the water surface that was swaying with the wind, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers mixed with water vapor. Under the shade of the trees, in front of the stone table.

Several books were placed casually in front of him. The breeze blew the pages as Zhou Yan leisurely savored the contents.

[Although Dark Power is the realm after Bright Power, it does not mean that one should give up practicing Bright Power. The two are independent of each other. Only by advancing together can one comprehend the Transformation Power.]

[Only in this way can the strength reach the whole body, penetrate inside and outside, temper the internal organs, bones, flesh, tendons and blood, and then the will can be concentrated and there is hope of embracing the realm of Dan. ]

Zhou Yan tapped the desktop and nodded from time to time.

He obtained a lot of secret books and notes from Li Liang. The essence of Qingyun Taoist Temple over the past decades and Songhe Sword School over the past hundreds of years were basically all in front of him.

Although there are no notes on the practice of Hua Jin, most of them are about the practice methods and techniques of Ming Jin and An Jin.

But this knowledge is actually more helpful to Zhou Yan's martial arts practice, and can make up for the lack of foundation.

Martial arts seem to be a way to strengthen the body.

In fact, every stage of practice is a test of the mind, a training of the spirit, and a tempering of the will.

Only through daily accumulation can one hope to achieve success in martial arts.

This is the way terrazzo wears out.

Huhu~
The sound of wind came slowly, blowing the pages of the book.

Zhou Yan had stopped flipping through the pages of the book at some point. As the fragrance of flowers filled his face, he had already closed his eyes and was concentrating, savoring the contents of the book.

Bit by bit, a lot of knowledge intersects with one's own knowledge, the mind turns, and countless inspirations are generated, bursting out sparks of wisdom.

Stand up, lower your waist and stand upright.

As Zhou Yan thought about it, a very standard fist stance appeared, and he immediately began to perform punches and kicks, eager to verify his idea.

Bang bang bang!
There was a dull sound in the woods.

Zhou Yan kept hitting the trees with his shoulders, elbows, back, chest, fists, legs and palms, driven by his strength and constantly changing directions, displaying all kinds of martial arts moves.

Trees as thick as millstones were hit, causing their leaves to rustle, their branches to tremble, their trunks to crack, and wood chips to fly.

"Strength is the result of a high degree of control over the body's strength. Physical strength is one thing, but the most fundamental thing is the mind.

As the power of the mind grows, the realm of martial arts will naturally come naturally, without having to struggle to find a way forward. "

As his fists and feet pushed forward, Zhou Yan's mind was working at high speed.

Practicing martial arts may help you accumulate experience over the years, but if you want to transform it into a martial artist and achieve success in Baodan, you have to think about something more profound.

Just like Wang Chao retracing the Long March route, he comprehended the supreme spirit, his soul was cleansed, and he had a pure heart from then on.

This is the only way to be invincible.

As a time traveler, one of Zhou Yan's greatest golden fingers is the vision and pattern brought by experiencing different worlds. He will not be confined to one realm or one treasure.

Not to mention that in the previous world, Zhou Yan had once been the number one in the martial arts world, so he was naturally cautious in his considerations.

"The heart of a child is the way of self."

Zhou Yan's mind became even more focused:

“Find the inspiration in the natural world…”

Bang bang bang!
In the woods, the rapid-fire sounds became more and more intense.

Zhou Yan walked forward, stretching his muscles and bones. With his breathing, hidden energy continued to be generated and burst out from his limbs and bones.

Fists, legs, palms, fingers.

With just a moment of contact and the hidden force, tiny holes can be left on the tree trunk.

The hidden force kung fu is not as strong and direct as the obvious force. Every move and every posture is eye-catching, but the true power is revealed in a small space. Often a mistake can mean life or death.

"Dark power comes from qi, and qi comes from blood..."

As his physical strength continued to drain away, Zhou Yan felt the rise and fall of the dark energy in his body, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Each breath caused the muscles and bones to contract, and it seemed as if the blood traveled around the body, flowing freely between the limbs. However, when it came to the chest, back, shoulders and abdomen, it was not so flexible.

Moreover, before it touches the skin, fur, bones and internal organs, the force is mostly reduced, and the stamina is insufficient to penetrate the skin, fur, tendons and bones, integrate the inside and outside, and penetrate the tendons and bones.

As he came into contact with secret manuals and made more and more martial arts notes, Zhou Yan became more and more adept at practicing strength. Unlike ordinary martial artists who were still learning by leaps and bounds, he made huge progress every day.

Naturally, you will know your current realm.

To train the hidden power through the limbs and reach the trunk is one level. To integrate the inside and outside, penetrate the skin and fur, and reach the muscles is another level. Finally, to truly train the whole body, to the point where not even a feather can be touched, and not even a fly can land, is another level.

This is the third level of kung fu.

I am at the first level and still very immature.

"I see. The so-called 'qi and blood', the breathing that drives the physical strength is 'qi', the blood that spreads throughout the body and makes the body strong is 'jing', and the mind that is calm and firm is 'shen'."

"This is the most basic spirit in martial arts!"

Zhou Yan's face suddenly became enlightened. He clenched his fists and palms together, slightly bent his legs, took a deep breath, concentrated all his energy on controlling his hidden power, and rushed towards the nearest tree!
Step forward and bend down.

The arms are in front and the air is in the chest.

All the strength and power were poured out in an instant, and hit the tree trunk together with the support of the chest, abdomen, shoulders and back!

boom!
Invisible air flow spread out.

The moment the roar sounded, the trees in front of us collapsed, fell to the ground, and raised a large amount of dust!
"It's done! I've finally trained my strength through my chest and back!"

As the dust settled, Zhou Yan let out a long breath, feeling the dark energy running more smoothly, and murmured to himself.

(End of this chapter)