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Chapter 110 The Masterful White Cloud Palm Technique, Mastery of Hidden Strength (Second Update, Please Subscribe)
"Let's go in." Xu Lin pushed open the door and entered the room with Zhou Qing.

Ma Wenchun lay on the bed, seemingly too weak to even sit up.

Two smokeless charcoal stoves were placed beside the bed, and as soon as the door was opened, a wave of hot air rushed out.

However, Ma Wenchun was covered with three thick blankets.

"Greetings, Third Senior Brother." Zhou Qing bowed respectfully.

At this moment, apart from looking a little pale, Ma Wenchun seemed to have no other problems.

However, the stench emanating from him was so strong that it couldn't even mask the strong smell of medicine filling the room.

"Sixth Junior Brother is back." Ma Wenchun smiled and sat up with difficulty.

Xu Lin quickly stepped forward to help him up and propped the pillow up.

Ma Wenchun sat back on the bed, coughing while covering his mouth, until black blood came out of his handkerchief. Instead, a look of relief appeared on his face.

"Third Senior Brother?!" Zhou Qing exclaimed in surprise.

"It's alright, I know my own body, I won't die for now."

Ma Wenchun smiled with relief, waved his hand, and gestured for Xu Lin to go out first.

Upon seeing this, Xu Lin bowed respectfully, left the room, and closed the door behind him.

"Sixth Junior Brother, is there something you need this time?" Ma Wenchun asked bluntly.

"I have mastered the White Cloud Palm Technique to perfection and wish to learn the subsequent content," Zhou Qing truthfully stated.

"Oh?! Sixth Junior Brother is indeed remarkably quick to learn. Since you want to learn, I will teach you."

Ma Wenchun looked surprised.

Having personally witnessed Ma Wenchun's physical condition, Zhou Qing dared not let him teach her.

"It's alright, my body isn't warm at all, lying here is just waiting to die."

Ma Wenchun spoke calmly, as if he had already taken life and death in stride.

Zhou Qing remained silent for a long time before speaking, "Senior brother, let me try again. Perhaps there's a way."

Ma Wenchun didn't speak, but silently shook his head, lifted the thick quilt, pulled open his clothes, and exposed his entire chest.

Zhou Qing's expression changed.

The hideous scar on his chest, which stretched from his left chest to his right waist, was now completely festering.

The wound on his ribs was so wide that it was more than three fingers' width open, and you could even see his beating heart through it.

A putrid smell emanated from within.

“Even if Master comes back, it will be too late.” Ma Wenchun pulled the blanket back over himself.

Zhou Qing felt a lump in his throat; any words seemed inadequate at that moment.

“Go see your fifth senior brother first, don’t blame him. Come back tomorrow morning, and I’ll teach you the essence of the White Cloud Palm Technique,” ​​Ma Wenchun said with a smile.

Third Senior Brother

"Go on, I'm going to sleep."

Ma Wenchun waved his hand.

"I'll come see you again tomorrow." Zhou Qing stood up, bowed respectfully, and left.

He returned to the courtyard and saw Xu Lin squatting in the corner, brewing medicine for Ma Wenchun.

Hearing footsteps, Xu Lin stood up. "Aqing."

"Let me do it."

Zhou Qing took over the task of preparing the medicine from Xu Lin.

He reached into his robes and pulled out two large bags of medicine from the leather pouch.

"These are medicinal herbs that greatly replenish qi and blood. Get another medicine pot, and I'll brew them for you."

"This"

"We're all from the same sect, why are you being so formal with me?"

"Okay, I'll go get the medicine pot."

Xu Lin staggered down the corridor toward the kitchen.

Zhou Qing added firewood to the medicine stove to maintain the fire, sighing inwardly.

He has clearly become much stronger, but there are still many things he cannot do.

A moment later, footsteps echoed down the corridor.

"Little Lin! Quickly brew this medicine, one for you and one for your third senior brother."

He Zhongdong carried a medicine bag in each hand and strode into the courtyard.

"Fifth Senior Brother." Zhou Qing stood up and greeted him.

"How come it's you?!" He Zhongdong frowned slightly, his expression displeased.

"Sixth Junior Brother is such a busy person, how could he have time to come back to the martial arts school? You should be here right now..."

"Fifth Brother!" Ma Wenchun's voice came from inside the room.

"I'm here," He Zhongdong replied, and entered the room carrying the medicine bag.

From the room came Ma Wenchun's hushed voice and He Zhongdong's undisguised disgust.

"I just can't stand him. When the martial arts school suffered a setback, he just packed his bags and left. What kind of fellow disciples are they!"

"Shut up! Do we have to die together to be considered to have gone through thick and thin together? Cough cough cough cough cough cough!" Ma Wenchun's voice suddenly grew louder, followed by a violent coughing fit.

"Third Senior Brother, don't be angry, I won't say anything more." He Zhongdong's attitude softened instantly.

Zhou Qing stayed in the courtyard and continued to brew the medicine.

After a moment, the room fell silent.

He Zhongdong walked out with a gloomy face. He placed two packets of medicine next to Zhou Qing and said in a low voice, "You are not allowed to bother Third Senior Brother again."

After saying that, he left. However, he paused when he reached the corridor.

Come find me tomorrow morning!

After saying that, He Zhongdong walked through the corridor and disappeared from Zhou Qing's sight.

The next day, early in the morning.

Zhou Qing had just gotten up when Xu Lin came to his room.

"Ah Qing, Fifth Senior Brother wants you to go find him."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhou Qing nodded and headed to the west wing.

When he arrived at the courtyard where He Zhongdong was, He Zhongdong was standing under the eaves, dressed in a black training uniform, his posture upright and as straight as a pine tree.

"Greetings, Fifth Senior Brother." Zhou Qing stepped forward to greet him.

His response was met with He Zhongdong's hands, as black as iron.

boom!
Zhou Qing immediately retaliated with his palms, and the two palms collided with a loud thud.

Deng Deng Deng!
Zhou Qing staggered back seven or eight steps, his blood and qi surging. If it weren't for his internal energy protecting him, he might have suffered some minor injuries from that palm strike.

"What does Fifth Senior Brother mean by this?"

"I want to see if you have truly mastered the White Cloud Palm Technique!" He Zhongdong snorted coldly, took a step forward, and unleashed a palm strike.

Bang!
The powerful palm strike rippled through the air, creating concentric circles of tangible waves.

"excuse me!"

Seeing that he was serious, Zhou Qing stopped holding back and merged the Azure Water True Qi and Azure Wood True Qi in his body, instantly raising the quality of his true qi to a higher level.

Bang bang bang!

The two exchanged more than a dozen blows, and in the end Zhou Qing was slightly inferior and was knocked back several steps by a single blow.

Instead of pressing his advantage, He Zhongdong stood still, his expression shifting between light and dark.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing stood still in the field.

After a long silence, He Zhongdong suddenly sighed.

"You broke through the flesh barrier in less than two months?"

"Yes," Zhou Qing replied with a respectful clasped fist.

"No wonder Third Senior Brother values ​​you so much and insisted that you leave in such a short time. You have actually managed to cultivate the Azure Wood True Qi to such a high level, and your physical training is also gradually improving. I am not as good as you."

He Zhongdong felt relieved.

"It's all thanks to your mercy, Senior Brother," Zhou Qing said respectfully. He Zhongdong had broken through his meridian barrier several years ago.

Zhou Qing cultivates both internal and external skills; his external skills are at the level of flesh-refining, while his internal skills are comparable to the level of tendon-refining.

However, He Zhongdong also cultivated both internal and external skills, and was a master of the third level of the Green Wood Scripture, specializing in external martial arts and tendon training.

Zhou Qing was able to fight him mainly because of the mutual generation of water and wood true qi, and the wine worm tempered his meridians and purified his true qi.

Of course, He Zhongdong did not kill him.

Unless it's a life-or-death battle where Zhou Qing uses Gu worms, he's no match for him in terms of martial arts alone.

"Face is important, but substance is equally important. Your future achievements may be second only to your senior sister!"

No sooner had He Zhongdong finished speaking than he leaped forward and struck Zhou Qing in the face with a palm strike.

However, when he was less than a foot away from Zhou Qing, he suddenly pulled away.

Its body moved swiftly and agilely in the arena, resembling a nimble snake.

After He Zhongdong practiced several times, Zhou Qing also started practicing.

After practicing for about an hour, a new line of text appeared in his field of vision.

【Technique: White Cloud Hand】

[Progress: Beginner (23/800)]

"If you want the White Cloud Palm Technique to continue to improve, you must integrate it with the White Cloud Hand. That's enough for today. Come back tomorrow," He Zhongdong said in a deep voice, and then left the courtyard.

Zhou Qing remained in the courtyard to continue practicing the White Cloud Hands technique.

More than twenty days have passed quietly.

On February 28th, Zhou Qing finally mastered the White Cloud Hand technique.

Just as he mastered the White Cloud Hand technique, he felt a strange change occurring in his hands.

At that moment, a line of text appeared in his field of vision.

[Skill: White Cloud Palm Technique] + [Skill: White Cloud Hand] → [Skill: White Cloud Serpent Palm]

[Progress: Perfect (800/800)] → [Progress: Superb (1/800)]

After many days of arduous practice, the White Cloud Palm technique finally reached a state of unparalleled mastery.

"Crack crack!"

At the same time, a popping sound like popping beans came from Zhou Qing's arms.

[Effects: Relieves muscle tension and improves blood circulation; makes skin as tough as an ox; neutralizes toxins and strengthens the body; promotes mastery of internal strength.]

As the White Cloud Palm Technique transformed into the White Cloud Serpent Palm, Zhou Qing's hidden strength reached its peak.

He raised his hand, and four dark cloud symbols appeared prominently on his left arm.

He actually condensed an eighth cloud of qi and blood.

His foundation in the Flesh Refining Realm is already comparable to that of Senior Sister Wei Hongyu.

【Technique: Silk Reeling Force】

[Progress: Beginner (137/1000)] → [Progress: Beginner (537/1000)]

At the same time, the progress of the winding energy surged by as much as 400 points.

(End of this chapter)