Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

The boxing style is called "Wuji". Although its core principle is the same as that of Tai Chi, its artistic conception and power are completely different.

Tai Chi emphasizes using softness to overcome hardness and using minimal force to deflect great force, while Wuji in Tangshan pursues using force to control force and using immense force to counter great force.

Dark power is the layered explosion of strength, as continuous as a lake. A single punch can generate multiple layers of follow-up force, progressing layer by layer. Yang power is the direct release of strength, as fierce and domineering as thunder. The force of the punch can stir up the air and make it roar.

His feet were firmly planted on the water's surface, his body as slender as a willow, yet exuding a mountain-like steadiness. His hands moved in circles, pushing the water and creating ripples.

Alternating between legs, like cleaving with a knife and axe, each landing caused a slight tremor in the water, the blood and energy resonating with the lake water, creating fine ripples.

The invisible air was stirred up by the fists and feet, producing a whooshing sound. With the dual support of blood and soul power, the seemingly slow movements actually contained immense power.

The thin mist was stirred by the force of his punches, swirling and circling around him, complementing his movements and adding to his ethereal and otherworldly aura.

P.S.: Fourth update today, one more chapter.

Chapter 139 Martial Arts Practice at the Great Lake [Part 2] (Bonus Chapter for 900 Monthly Tickets)

Rumble!

The air did not explode with the force of Tang Shan's punches and kicks. As his control of force became more and more precise, even when he made an air explosion, it turned into a deep rumble that echoed on the lake for a long time.

Whoosh!

Qi and blood surge within the body, and soul power fluctuates with the flow of qi and blood.

The invisible primordial energy of heaven and earth was forcefully stirred, and under the guidance of a mighty will, it flowed like rivers into the sea, gathering around him and forming a pale white vortex visible to the naked eye.

With each punch and kick, the booming sound grew increasingly powerful, yet it carried a strange rhythm that was not harsh but deeply moving.

Splash!

The footsteps moved lightly across the water, neither hurried nor slow, each step precisely landing on the ripples, creating concentric circles of ripples that were cleverly caught by the subsequent force, outlining a fleeting, perfect circle.

The misty morning fog over the lake was swept up by the force of his punches, turning into wisps of light gauze that swirled and danced around him as he moved.

Tangshan stands in the heart of the lake, his fists and feet opening and closing, accompanied by clouds and mist, bolstered by vital energy, and reflected in the water, performing a martial arts that transcends the mundane on the vast lake.

This scene, as beautiful as a poem or a painting, and carrying an indescribable ethereal quality, struck Dugu Yan's heart deeply.

She instinctively held her breath, her gaze fixed on the figure in the middle of the lake.

She had seen many battles between Soul Masters with her grandfather in the past, but none of them, whether it was the cool light and shadow when Soul Skills were released or the world-destroying power of a Title Douluo, had ever shocked her as much as she was now.

It was not a release of power, nor an outpouring of soul force, but a harmony that merged with heaven and earth, a transcendence of the mundane and ethereal.

The movements of his fists and feet, without any deliberate ostentation, naturally exude the charm of "following the natural way"; the shifting of his body, without any deliberate showmanship, reveals the ethereal feeling of "harmony between man and nature".

This kind of artistic conception was something Dugu Yan had never seen before, and it was beyond words to describe.

The scene before me was a visual and spiritual baptism that struck my very soul.

The previous understanding of "power" has been completely overturned at this moment.

A sense of awe and curiosity welled up within her, and she wished only to immerse herself in this exquisite realm, to feel its romance and transcendence.

If Tang Shan knew the awe Dugu Yan was experiencing, he might smile and tell her: This kind of atmosphere doesn't exist in Douluo Continent, and others can hardly truly feel it. Only a nation that has endured endless hardships and is now striving to stand atop the world once again can understand this special kind of romance. This romance can be summed up in one word: "immortal."

Rumble!

The muffled thunder grew more intense, and many students in the academy who were sleeping were subconsciously awakened by the "thunder". Some opened the windows in confusion: the weather was fine, so why was there thunder?

If students live on the side of the lake that is close to it, they might be able to witness the amazing scene of Tangshan practicing martial arts on the lake.

Unbeknownst to him, a small vortex formed at the foot of Tangshan Mountain, slowly rising and enveloping him entirely. He remained focused, continuing to practice his Wuji Fist move by move, each movement fluid and seamless, each stance a perfect fusion of will and the primordial energy of heaven and earth, forming a powerful and harmonious force.

The surrounding vital energy naturally flowed in, continuously replenishing the soul power consumed within Tang Shan's body.

Tangshan was in a peculiar state: he was both aware of the outside world and seemingly isolated from it; he seemed both clear-headed and confused; he seemed to encompass the world and yet could only control himself.

The Serpent Spear Douluo, who had been keeping a portion of his mental energy focused on Tangshan, couldn't help but exclaim in amazement at the exaggerated phenomenon before him: "His will is as vast as heaven and earth, his form as integrated with the universe—this is enlightenment. Such comprehension is truly astonishing. I wonder how far he can ultimately go?"

After gazing at Tangshan one last time, Serpent Spear Douluo closed the window again.

His residence wasn't far from Tangshan, and Xue Qinghe had arranged for him to be the dormitory supervisor at the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy. This seemingly insignificant identity allowed him to keep an eye on Tangshan at any time, which was perfect.

In a sense, the Serpent Spear Douluo's current position is comparable to that of the future Limit Douluo.

(Snake Spear Douluo: I'm evenly matched with the Limit.)

……

call--

Three figures descended from the sky, their black, luxurious robes fluttering in the wind.

"If my perception is correct, the disturbance of the primordial energy of heaven and earth should be in this vicinity."

Meng Shenji's eyes gleamed with a faint black light, and a dark figure loomed behind him.

“There it is.”

Bai Baoshan was the first to notice the anomaly on the lake surface, and pointed it with his fat finger.

"It's Tangshan; he's had an epiphany."

Zhilin was the first to recognize the figure shrouded in mist and clouds in the lake, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"What high comprehension! And his boxing technique, it seems gentle but is not lacking in power, it seems contradictory but is very unified at its core."

"It can also draw upon the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy), and what's even more remarkable is that this water-walking technique—it doesn't even use soul power. How is that possible?"

Meng Shenji's observation skills were extremely sharp, and he naturally discovered details that Dugu Yan had not noticed before: although Tang Shan's fists and feet were wrapped with powerful soul power and blood energy, when he actually practiced martial arts in the Great Lake, his footwork did not carry the slightest fluctuation of soul power.

Rumble!

The roar grew louder and louder, and the whirlpool in the water had formed a miniature waterspout, enveloping Tang Shan entirely. As the waterspout spun, it stirred up a cloud of mist, which merged with the vortex of his vital energy, making the spectacle even more magnificent.

At this moment, the increasingly loud noise finally alerted the students in the dormitory building, who all poked their heads out of the windows and looked out curiously.

“Observe carefully, but do not make a sound. If you can gain something from it, it may greatly benefit your future spiritual practice.”

Meng Shenji's voice, like muffled thunder, echoed throughout the dormitory area. Surprisingly, despite its loudness, it didn't reach the vicinity of the lake at all.

"This kid has also comprehended the will."

Zhilin was somewhat amazed. To comprehend the will at such a young age, he couldn't imagine how quickly his strength would increase after breaking through to the Title Douluo level.

"Yes, and this enlightenment also seems to be related to willpower, and his willpower is still increasing."

Bai Baoshan was also filled with amazement. Suddenly remembering something, he revealed a strange smile: "Tell me, what do you think the Spirit Hall would do if they encountered this little guy in the future Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies?"

A glint of gold flashed in Zhilin's eyes, and he smiled maliciously: "Perhaps they will be defeated decisively, without any power to resist."

"I am increasingly looking forward to the shock he will bring to the mainland when he takes the stage in the future. I just don't know which competition His Highness will let him participate in."

Bai Baoshan couldn't help but sigh.

"Can't he participate in a few more editions? With his ability, winning consecutive championships shouldn't be difficult."

Zhilin was somewhat puzzled.

"After all, they are the Crown Prince's people. The Crown Prince said that Tangshan can win honor for the Empire, but he will only participate in one competition."

Tang Shan's cultivation was of paramount importance; he didn't want the future pillar of the empire to have his cultivation affected by some insignificant honors of his youth.

"The Crown Prince has a truly far-sighted vision."

Zhilin could only sigh like this.

"One term is enough. The three of us have been sitting in the Education Commission for twenty years, and we can finally help the Empire win a championship."

After reminding the students, Meng Shenji, who had been silent, spoke, his eyes deep and the dark light in them growing stronger.

If the Heaven Dou Royal Academy can win the championship, he is expected to reach the threshold of becoming a Title Douluo within the next five years.

Who is that?

"I don't know, the waterspout completely obscured its form, I can't see it at all."

"It's not just the waterspout, but also the surrounding clouds and mist. To be honest, even though I can't see it clearly, it feels strangely cool."

"Your logic is just unbelievable. How can you think it's cool if you can't see it clearly?"

"Is this a self-created soul skill? Why can it also mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

Yu Tianheng arrived at the lakeside at some point, gazing at Tang Shan, who was performing martial arts amidst the clouds and water, with a complex expression.

Is the gap between us really that big? When you defeated me back then, how much of your strength did you actually use?

"Tianheng, some people are born to shine on the continent. If you are lost and confused, the continent will only remember his glory; if you rise up and catch up, you too can become a legend."

Zhilin walked to Yu Tianheng's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly.

Yu Tianheng had clenched his fists without anyone noticing, and the hesitation in his eyes had turned into determination.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will not give up. Or rather, I am very fortunate."

Yu Tianheng's eyes were bright, and his tone was firm: "I am grateful for his existence, which made me realize that 'there are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens'; it made me realize that a second-ring Great Soul Master can possess such strength."

"At least until I catch up with Tangshan, I believe I will no longer wander aimlessly on the path of a Soul Master."

……

The clouds dispersed and the water calmed down. The raging waterspout suddenly collapsed, creating a huge wave, before quickly subsiding.

The vital energy of heaven and earth that had gathered around Tangshan suddenly dissipated, turning into specks of light that returned to the vast天地 (heaven and earth).

Tang Shan, who had just broken free from the state of merging his will with the world, was enveloped by a powerful soul force before he could react, and then felt a sensation of riding the clouds.

With a flick of his long black robe sleeves, Meng Shenji unleashed his powerful soul force, enveloping Tang Shan, who was gradually revealing his form, and then pulling him to his side.

"I'll take this kid with me first. Today's commotion was too great. If people find out about his abilities, our Heavenly Dou Royal Academy will probably be in trouble for a while."

Meng Shenji said something, then with a wave of his sleeve, he took Tang Shan into the air and flew towards the teaching building.

"Tianheng, remember to keep Tang Shan's identity a secret."

Zhilin reminded Yu Tianheng of something.

"Don't worry, senior, I'm well aware of the pros and cons. Tangshan hasn't fallen to me yet, how can I let others influence him?"

……

Once back on solid ground, the surrounding environment gradually became clear.

Tang Shan subconsciously looked around and realized that he was on the sixth floor of the teaching building where the three education committee members had been during the registration.

The Dream God was looking at him with great interest.