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Meanwhile, the battle on the other side was even more chaotic and intense.

Ye Erniang's movements were unpredictable; she would sometimes swing the tattered swaddling clothes in her hand to block, and sometimes suddenly smash them out, her moves were vicious and unpredictable.

The South China Sea Crocodile God possessed immense strength. With each swing of his crocodile-like scissors, a fierce wind howled, forcing Chu Wanli and Gu Ducheng to retreat repeatedly, barely managing to hold their own.

The strength displayed by those five or six Western Xia players made Wu Feng's eyes narrow slightly.

Their martial arts styles are different, but they are clearly not the rough style of the Western Xia natives. Instead, they show the shadow of the Central Plains martial arts, especially Shaolin Kung Fu!

One of them used a powerful palm technique, vaguely resembling the Vajra Palm.

One person's leg techniques were fierce and swift, like a shadow following the body;

One person's finger technique was sharp and skillful, striking acupoints with a style reminiscent of the "flower-picking" finger technique.

Another person's fist technique was powerful and deep, with hints of the foundation of Arhat Fist...

"The Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts?" Wu Feng's heart stirred. "Yipin Hall gathers martial arts from all over the world. Li Qiushui's Lesser Formless Skill can simulate all martial arts. It's not surprising that these players can learn these. It seems that there are indeed ways to access high-level martial arts in Xixia."

These players are estimated to be at the level of second-rate martial artists.

They seemed to have considerable combat experience. Although they cooperated with each other, they relied more on their individual martial arts skills and ruthlessness, attacking Duan Zhengchun and his retainers' vital points with every move.

Although Duan Zhengchun, as the Prince of Zhennan, was not as skilled as Duan Yanqing and other eminent monks of the same generation in the One-Finger Divine Skill, he was still quite proficient.

At this moment, his face was ashen, and he used his finger strength to force back the two players who rushed at him from the front. At the same time, he used his family's movement technique to dodge the attacks from the flanks, making him look quite disheveled.

If it weren't for the desperate protection of his family retainers like Chu Wanli and Gu Ducheng, and the support from Fu Sigui and Zhu Danchen, he would probably have been injured long ago.

Even so, the Dali side, with slightly fewer people and lower average strength, quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

Duan Zhengchun was targeted by two players skilled in palm and finger techniques, and he was on the verge of collapse, his magnificent prince's robes already torn in several places.

Wu Feng watched coldly, his heart unmoved.

His main focus remains on his studies.

Duan Yanqing's almost artistic use of finger strength, the scattered sword energy of the Six Meridians Divine Sword displayed by the four high monks (though incomplete, they offered a glimpse into the whole), and the Shaolin skills used by the Western Xia players... all this information flooded in like a torrent, and with the help of comprehension and talent, it was frantically analyzed, absorbed, and reorganized.

He seemed to transform into a greedy black hole of martial arts, silently devouring all the martial arts wisdom flowing on the battlefield.

In my mind, the various ideas and deductions about "external finger force", "condensation of true qi", and "multiple meridians running in parallel" became clearer and more concrete.

At a certain moment, just as Duan Yanqing once again forced Ben Can back with a sudden and incomparably fierce One Yang Finger strike, Ben Yin seized the opportunity to unleash a slightly hesitant yet sharp Shao Shang Sword aura from the flank—

A sudden flash of enlightenment appeared in Wu Feng's eyes!

In an instant, all the fragments of observation, analysis, and deduction converged, and a clear and exquisite route of true qi flowed from the dantian, rushing along a specific meridian in the arm to the right index finger!

With a slight thought, the guided true energy suddenly compressed, condensed, and then—

"laugh!"

A barely perceptible soft sound.

The air half an inch in front of Wu Feng's right index finger, which was covered by a deerskin glove, twisted slightly for a moment. A faint golden energy, thinner than a hair and almost invisible, flashed by and disappeared into the soil beneath his feet, leaving a shallow pit the size of a pinhead.

[System Notification: Congratulations on mastering the One-Finger Divine Skill through combat practice and understanding its essence! You have now learned the One-Finger Divine Skill (a first-class finger technique)!]

A notification sound rang in my mind.

Wu Feng was stunned.

Really... you've learned it?

He had just observed and mentally simulated the most reasonable and efficient route for releasing his finger force, and subconsciously tried it out by calling upon a wisp of pure Yang energy.

Unexpectedly, the system directly determined that he had learned it?

"This comprehension... is it really this heaven-defying?" Wu Feng himself found it hard to believe.

He simply watched and thought about it in his mind. Without even having any specific mental techniques or formulas, he relied solely on observing the opponent's exertion of force and combining it with his own understanding of martial arts to deduce the method of using the One-Finger Divine Skill through "reverse engineering."

This is no longer about drawing inferences from one instance; it's about creating something out of nothing.

He immediately focused his attention on the skill bar.

【One-Finger Divine Skill (First-Class Finger Technique - Beginner 0/80000)】

The entry-level skill requires 80,000 proficiency points, making the threshold for top-tier martial arts indeed high. But more important information then flooded into his mind—how to circulate true qi in a specific way, to open and strengthen the subtle meridians related to the fingers, so that internal force can be highly concentrated and released outward at the fingertips, forming finger force with extremely strong penetrability and the ability to strike acupoints to subdue enemies.

"Opening up the meridians in the fingers, releasing internal energy like sword energy..." Wu Feng quickly digested this knowledge, his eyes slightly narrowed.

This is almost exactly the same as what he just deduced.

In other words, the path he deduced through observation and extraordinary insight is consistent with the core principles of the authentic One Finger Divine Skill!

"Interesting." A faint smile appeared on Wu Feng's lips.

That being the case...

He stopped paying attention to Duan Zhengchun's somewhat disheveled fight and refocused his gaze on the battle between Duan Yanqing and the four monks. His eyes became extremely focused, even tinged with a hint of fervor.

If you can learn just by watching, then what are you waiting for?

Duan Yanqing, a top-tier master who had perfected the One-Finger Divine Skill, was now seen by him as a walking treasure trove of martial arts!

Although the four senior monks of the Ben generation were not as strong as Duan Yanqing individually, the Six Meridians Divine Sword Qi they used, even if incomplete, was still a treasure of unparalleled skill!

The attributes, trajectory, and method of exertion of each sword aura contain valuable information.

Look! They're frantically analyzing, memorizing, and deducing!

Deep within Wu Feng's pupils, it seemed as if a stream of pale golden data was silently surging.

The subtle muscle tremors with each flick of Duan Yanqing's finger, the imperceptible warming of his meridians before his true energy surged, the subtle changes in his attributes after his finger force left his body...

Benyin, Benguan, Benxiang, and Bencan, under immense pressure, were forced to create the Shaoshang Sword, Shangyang Sword, and Zhongchong Sword... Although each of them seemed to be able to stably control only one or two of these swords, and their use was noticeably more awkward and laborious than the One Yang Finger, Wu Feng was greedily absorbing the supreme concept of transforming the finger into a sword and controlling qi through the meridians that they displayed.

"The Six Meridians Divine Sword is indeed based on the One Yang Finger, further sublimating the finger power and dividing it into six main meridians: the three Yin and three Yang meridians of the hand, giving the sword energy different characteristics. It is equivalent to simultaneously wielding six high-level finger swords with different attributes but the same origin..." In Wu Feng's mind, the outline of the Six Meridians Divine Sword became clearer and clearer.

He could even sense that the vast and pure Yang energy within his body, derived from the Pure Yang Limitless Skill, seemed naturally suited to unleashing this extremely Yang and sharp sword energy.

The only missing element is the most crucial formula for perfectly transforming finger strength into sword energy of a specific attribute, along with the secret technique for meridian diversion.

And these were precisely the demonstrations that the four high monks were using their bodies and battles to show him, albeit in an incomplete version, which greatly benefited him.

Duan Zhengchun's situation is becoming increasingly tense.

A Xixia player, who used the Shadowless Kick, spotted an opening and swept his leg heavily across Zhu Danchen's waist, sending him flying backward, spitting blood.

Fu Sigui was also knocked back by the South China Sea Crocodile God's scissors, and his arm went numb.

Chu Wanli and Gu Ducheng had several wounds on their bodies, their clothes stained with blood.

Duan Zhengchun was facing two players alone. Although his finger techniques were exquisite, his internal energy was being greatly depleted; sweat beaded on his forehead, and his breathing was heavy. He was on the verge of being forced into a desperate situation—

Right now!

"Amitabha--"