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As the "Lingbo Weibu" technique was unleashed, his figure transformed into a pale blue streak across the wasteland.

It wasn't fast, but it was light enough that it left only very shallow marks on the gravel.

He deliberately controlled his aura, suppressing his presence to the minimum, like a gust of wind sweeping across the wasteland.

About 15 minutes later, he arrived at a sheltered valley.

On both sides are bare brown rock walls, and the valley floor is scattered with stones of different sizes and some drought-resistant thorn bushes.

The location is secluded, with a narrow entrance, and the wind blowing in creates a whistling echo, so ordinary people wouldn't want to stay there for long.

As soon as they stepped into the valley, the thicket of thorns ahead rustled, and three gray-yellow wolves with green eyes sprang out, baring their fangs and emitting low growls.

Level 25, common wild monster.

Wu Feng took a half step forward with his left foot, his body slightly lowered, and he raised his right palm from his waist, palm facing up. The pure yang true qi in his body flowed naturally, separating a wisp of extremely yang and fiery qi and a wisp of yin and soft and long qi, which converged and rotated at the Laogong acupoint in his palm.

The first move of the Tianshan Six Yang Palms is "Yangchun Baixue" (Spring Snow in Spring).

The moment the thought arises, the palm has already been extended.

A condensed, almost invisible pale golden palm strike shot out and struck the head of the first wolf that pounced on it.

"puff."

With a muffled thud, the wolf's head seemed to have been struck by an invisible hammer; its skull caved in, its eyeballs bulged out, and it collapsed without even uttering a whimper.

The corpse fell to the ground, turning into white light, leaving behind a few pieces of wolf meat and a few copper coins.

Killing a Steppenwolf grants 5 experience points.

[Obtain 3 wolf meats.]

[Received 12 copper coins.]

The prompt flashed by at the edge of the field of vision.

Without even looking, Wu Feng changed his footwork, using the "Lingbo Weibu" technique to step into a mysterious position. His figure glided to the left like a ghost, avoiding the attack of another wolf. He then struck out with his left palm, still using the elegant and refined style, but with a more concentrated force, striking the wolf's ribs.

A clear "crack" sounded as bones broke. The wolf flew sideways, crashed into the rock wall, and slid down, turning into white light as it dropped its belongings.

Seeing its companion die instantly, the third wolf's ferocity was overwhelmed by fear. It let out a whimper and turned to flee.

Wu Feng touched the ground with his toes and shot out like an arrow, arriving first despite being behind, and lightly pressed his right palm on the back of the wolf's neck.

The palm strike was released and immediately withdrawn. The wolf's limbs stiffened, and it collapsed to the ground, dead.

The three-headed wolf struck three times in less than three breaths.

Wu Feng stood up, palms closed, and regulated his breathing.

The remaining Yin and Yang energies in the palm of the hand gradually calmed down and merged into the meridians.

He walked to where the white light had dissipated, bent down and picked up the fallen wolf meat and copper coins one by one, putting them into his backpack.

The coarse wolf meat was piled up in the backpack slots, showing a quantity of 9 portions. The copper coins were added automatically.

He glanced at the skill bar.

[Tianshan Six Yang Palm (Proficiency 55200/240000)]

Those three strikes just now increased my proficiency by about 800 points. Not bad, but not enough.

He stepped deeper into the valley, his senses heightened to their peak as his gaze swept over the shadows of the rock walls and the thickets of thorns.

Soon, another small pack of steppe wolves was alerted and howled as they pounced. There were five of them.

Wu Feng remained calm, neither flinching nor avoiding the approach, and went to meet it.

This time, the palm technique unfolded, sometimes forceful, sometimes gentle, with yin and yang energies flowing and alternating between the two palms.

With a powerful and intense palm strike, like the blazing sun scorching the sky, a wolf was sent flying through the air – this was the prototype of the second move, "Blazing Sun," though not yet fully formed, its power was already three-tenths of its original strength.

His left palm then swept out, its force becoming soft and dense, like melting spring snow, silently pressing down on the waist and abdomen of another wolf. The yin energy penetrated the wolf's body, leaving its exterior unharmed, but its internal organs were shattered, and it collapsed, bleeding from its mouth and nose.

As he weaved through the wolf pack, his Lingbo Weibu footwork, combined with his palm techniques, became increasingly fluid and natural.

Each light step and turn was perfectly timed to avoid a lunge and bite, while simultaneously preparing for the next strike and adjusting the angle.

The more you use your palm techniques, the more proficient you become. Many key points of force conversion that were difficult to grasp when practicing alone before suddenly become clear in actual combat.

For example, how should one subtly contract and then unleash the true energy at the moment when "Yangchun Baixue" transforms from Yang to Yin? How should one control the intense power of "Lie Ri Liaoyuan" to prevent it from overflowing and concentrate it into a single point for explosive release?

These details become clear with each strike, each hit on a living creature, and each experience of feedback.

[Tianshan Six Yang Palm Proficiency +276]

[Tianshan Six Yang Palm Proficiency +276]

The indicator shows a stable fluctuation.

The five wolves died, dropping fifteen portions of wolf meat, some copper coins, and miscellaneous items. Wu Feng picked them up one by one and continued forward.

As they ventured deeper into the valley, more and more wild monsters appeared.

Besides the Steppe Wolves, there are also the slightly higher-level "Sand Hyenas" (level 28), the "Poison-tailed Scorpions" (level 30) that occasionally emerge from the crevices of the rocks, and even a small group of "Horse Bandits" (levels 32-35) riding inferior horses and wielding scimitars.

Wu Feng welcomes all comers.

The palm technique has been rapidly improved through continuous high-intensity application.

He initially needed to consciously recall the moves and adjust his internal energy, but gradually transitioned to a smooth state where his palm moved with his thoughts.

Faced with the hyenas charging at him, he unleashed a flurry of palm strikes, each palm striking precisely at the throat or top of the skull of a hyena, the powerful force instantly crushing their life force.

The venomous scorpion was extremely fast, and its stinger was poisonous. However, he had mastered the "Lingbo Weibu" technique, moving and changing within a small space. The scorpion's tail would brush past the corner of his clothes, and he would strike back with a palm, the soft palm force striking the scorpion's carapace from a distance, turning its internal organs into a puddle of mud.

The most troublesome thing is that group of bandits.

Seven or eight people, riding horses, with some using long-range archers for harassment and others using scimitars for close combat. Although their coordination was rough, their presence was intimidating.

Wu Feng decided to stop holding back and pushed the "Lingbo Weibu" technique to its limit, his figure weaving through the horse team like a wisp of smoke, his palm strikes as fast as lightning.

"Yangguan Sandie!"

He let out a low shout, and his palm strikes suddenly became surging and powerful, one after another, like waves crashing on the shore.

This is the third move he has just mastered in actual combat.

He slapped the neck of the bandit's horse, and the horse neighed sadly and fell to the side, throwing the bandit off its back.

The aftershocks of the palm strike had not yet subsided when they continued to surge toward another rider beside him, causing him and his horse to stagger backward.

The bandits were thrown into chaos. Taking advantage of the situation, Wu Feng charged forward, his palms and fingers sometimes firm, sometimes gentle, sometimes slapping, sometimes pressing, each strike killing a man.

Someone tried to escape, but he lightly touched the rock face with his toes, leaped up, and chased after him with a palm strike, causing the back of the person to collapse.

When the last bandit collapsed, clutching his throat, the valley returned to silence for a time.

Only the mournful sound of the wind rushing across the rock face and the fading white light on the ground could be heard.

Wu Feng stood amidst the chaos, slightly out of breath.

The continuous high-intensity battles had significantly depleted his internal energy, but his spirit remained exceptionally high. He glanced at his skill bar.

[Tianshan Six Yang Palm (Proficiency 110400/240000)]

In just this short period, my proficiency level has increased by over 50,000. At this rate, I expect to break through to the minor mastery level this afternoon.

He walked around and picked up the fallen items one by one.

The bandits dropped slightly better items: horse meat, a low-quality scimitar, leather armor, a few taels of silver, and even a blue-covered "Basic Riding Skills" book, but it was useless to him.

After putting everything into his backpack, the total number of meat chunks had accumulated to over three hundred.

There were several thousand copper coins.

There's a pile of clutter taking up a lot of space, but I'm too lazy to clean it up for now.

He found a flat rock to sit on, took out his water bag from his backpack, and drank a few mouthfuls of water.

His hunger level in the game dropped by half, so he took out two more pancakes that he had packed in the morning and ate them slowly with water to restore his hunger level back above the safe line.

After resting for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, feeling that his true energy had recovered to about 70-80%, he got up again and ventured deeper into the valley.

The deeper you go, the higher the level of the monsters and the denser their numbers.

There was even a small group of level 38 "Ironback Mountain Boars" that had thick skin and meat and were incredibly powerful.

Wu Feng dared not be careless and used his palm technique to its fullest extent, combined with the "Lingbo Weibu" technique at its peak, maneuvering and fighting among the pigs, focusing on their weak points such as their eyes, throat, and abdomen.

Using the Yin-Yang Palm technique alternately, the hard force broke through defenses, while the soft force injured internal organs. After some time, he finally managed to take down all seven or eight wild boars.

This time, the harvest was plentiful. The wild boar meat was of even higher quality, with each head yielding five portions of "superior wild boar meat".

In addition, there are materials such as "tough pigskin" and "wild boar tusks".