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He walked to the center of the training ground and first demonstrated his lightness skill, "Flying on Grass." With a light touch of his feet on the bluestone ground, his body shot out like an arrow, sprinting around the edge of the huge training ground. Each time his toes touched the ground, he would immediately rise again. His speed was extremely fast, yet it gave people the feeling of effortless ease, as if he were really flying over the tips of grass.

After the demonstration, he returned to his original position with steady breathing: "The 'Grasshopper' stunt emphasizes long-distance raids and short-distance acceleration, and is also effective in maneuvering through complex terrain."

Next came the leg technique, "Whirlwind Leg." Zhao Tieshan stood on one leg, and his other leg suddenly lashed out like a steel whip, the air exploding with a loud bang. The leg shadows were numerous, sweeping, chopping, and thrusting, fierce and swift, targeting the lower body and the middle.

Then came the sword technique "Splashing Wind Sword Technique," with flashing blades, just like a raging storm, with continuous attacks, pursuing the ultimate speed of the strike.

The sword technique "Qingfeng Sword Technique" follows a light and agile approach, with the sword moving with the body, pointing, stabbing, wiping, and flicking, like a gentle breeze caressing the face, penetrating everywhere.

The spear technique "Zhongping Spear" features a steady stance and a spear thrust that is as swift as a dragon. Every thrust is straight and precise, emphasizing using force to overcome skill. It is the foundation of spear techniques in military battles.

The staff technique "Qi Mei Staff Technique" features a whirlwind of staff movements, including sweeping, chopping, thrusting, and parrying, combining offense and defense. Its moderate length makes it easy to control.

Zhao Tieshan demonstrated the six martial arts techniques one by one, although he only showed the core stances and power application methods.

[System notification: Master Zhao Tieshan is teaching you "Flying on Grass" (third-rate)... Do you wish to learn it?]

Six notifications flashed by in a row. Wu Changfeng silently recited "study" in his mind.

Six streams of information, varying in strength and attributes, and sensations of heat successively flooded into the body and mind.

He quickly absorbed and understood the various new techniques and routes related to qi-raising leaps, leg techniques, and sword, spear, and staff techniques.

Six new entries instantly appeared in the skill bar, all with the status "Beginner 0/800".

Zhao Tieshan watched as Wu Changfeng opened his eyes again after a moment of closure, his eyes becoming even clearer, and he was secretly amazed.

An ordinary person would be dizzy and disoriented after receiving so much martial arts information at once, but this young man seemed completely unaffected.

"Young hero, your talent is extraordinary; I admire you." Zhao Tieshan clasped his hands in a fist salute, then, as if remembering something, looked around, lowered his voice, and said to Wu Changfeng, "Young hero, you are so eager to learn, and your foundation is so solid. I... actually have a trump card here, which can barely be ranked as second-rate in the martial arts world. I wonder if young hero... would you be interested?"

Wu Changfeng's heart skipped a beat. Second-rate martial arts? The master of the martial arts school has such a secret weapon?

He remained expressionless and asked, "What type of martial arts? How much does it cost?"

Zhao Tieshan grinned and held up one finger: "One hundred taels of silver."

One hundred taels! Even though Wu Changfeng was mentally prepared, he was still taken aback by the price. He had only spent sixty taels to learn six third-rate martial arts techniques, and now this second-rate one cost one hundred taels?

But he quickly calmed down. Second-rate and third-rate may seem like only one level apart, but in the martial arts world, it's often a qualitative difference. Power, effect, and potential can be worlds apart.

"What kind of martial arts?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Iron Sand Palm." Zhao Tieshan uttered three words, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes. "It's not one of those widely circulated, superficial palm techniques that only capture the form. This is a technique passed down from my ancestors, combined with a unique medicinal bath and energy cultivation method. When practiced to a high level, the palm becomes like cast iron, capable of splitting stone tablets and shattering rocks with ease, and can even break tendons and bones. It is extremely vicious. Among second-rate external martial arts, it is one of the best in the fierce and powerful category."

Iron Palm! A glint flashed in Wu Changfeng's eyes.

He was very familiar with this name; it was a renowned hard skill in many martial arts works.

If it is truly as Zhao Tieshan said, a genuine second-rate palm technique, then one hundred taels... is worth it!

He glanced at the 160 taels of silver he had just received and barely had a chance to warm up in his backpack, and gritted his teeth.

Invest! This is an even bigger investment in the future! With stronger martial arts skills, you can go to more dangerous places, fight more valuable monsters, and get more precious equipment and secret manuals!

"One hundred taels, here you go!" Wu Changfeng no longer hesitated, counted out ten ingots of official silver weighing ten taels each, and handed them to Zhao Tieshan.

As the silver left my hand, my heart still ached a little; it was all hard-earned money from fighting.

Zhao Tieshan accepted the silver, his smile widening, even becoming somewhat enthusiastic: "Young hero, you are indeed generous! Please follow me."

He led Wu Changfeng to a relatively secluded area in a corner of the training ground, where some stone weights and wooden stakes were piled up. This place was far from the other disciples and less likely to be disturbed.

"Young hero, take a good look. This is the starting stance and core energy flow route of the Iron Sand Palm." Zhao Tieshan's expression turned solemn, all traces of his previous arrogance vanished, and his entire aura suddenly changed, becoming as solid as a mountain.

He slowly raised his right palm, palm down, fingers slightly bent, the muscles in his arm twitching slightly in a unique rhythm.

"Iron Palm, externally trains palm strength and bones, internally cultivates a scorching and powerful force." Zhao Tieshan shouted, slapping a solid hard wooden stake used for training next to him!

The palm fell silently.

But the next second, the surface of the wooden stake, which was as thick as a large bowl and made of hard wood, suddenly cracked open with a "crack" centered on the spot where his palm landed, and wood chips fell down in a flurry.

The palm print was about an inch deep, with charred edges, as if it had been branded with a hot iron!

[System notification: Master Zhao Tieshan is offering you a lesson in Iron Palm (Second-rate). Would you like to learn it?]

"study!"

A massive and complex torrent of information, more powerful and complex than ever before, surged in!

It's not just about palm techniques; it also includes a matching medicinal bath formula, a unique breathing method, and a precise route to transform internal energy into a scorching and powerful palm strike!

This information flow was so powerful that if Wu Changfeng hadn't been so resilient, he probably would have been momentarily stunned.

In the skill bar, the skill 【Iron Sand Palm (Beginner 0/2000)】 quietly appeared.

Second-rate martial arts require 2000 proficiency points even before mastering them, which is twenty times that of basic martial arts and more than twice that of third-rate martial arts.

Wu Changfeng closed his eyes and digested the information for a long time before he could begin to sort it out.

When she opened her eyes, the way she looked at Zhao Tieshan was different. This owner of the museum was really good at hiding his true intentions.

The pale gold inscription above Zhao Tieshan's head, "[Master of Qingshan Martial Arts School - Zhao Tieshan]", seemed to flicker slightly the moment he learned Iron Sand Palm, and a faint light gray suffix appeared after it: "[Second-rate Martial Artist]".

Second-rate warrior!

Wu Changfeng's pupils contracted slightly. No wonder he dared to ask for one hundred taels of silver, no wonder he could privately pass on second-rate martial arts skills.

The owner of the martial arts school in Qingshan Town was actually a second-rate expert! He hadn't even noticed before; the other party had concealed his aura extremely well.

In an instant, an idea that perfectly aligned with a player's thinking popped into my head uncontrollably:

If we kill him, will he drop more good stuff?

But as soon as the thought arose, he forcibly suppressed it.

We can't beat them.

Although his attributes are now explosive and his martial arts are at the peak of perfection, the system still classifies him as a third-rate martial artist in terms of realm.

This is not just a nominal difference; it likely involves aspects he has not yet touched upon, such as the quality of internal energy and the depth of his understanding of techniques.

Zhao Tieshan was a genuine second-rate martial artist, his aura as deep and solid as a mountain. Wu Changfeng figured that if he were to take the Iron Sand Palm head-on, even with his current physical constitution and defense, he would probably be seriously injured.

A life-or-death struggle, the outcome is unpredictable, and the risks are too high.

The punishment of death is too severe; we can't afford to be reckless.

"Thank you for your instruction, Master." Wu Changfeng suppressed his thoughts and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhao Tieshan.

"Young hero, you are too kind. The technique has been taught. How far you can progress depends on your own destiny." Zhao Tieshan resumed his previous demeanor as the head of the martial arts school, all smiles, as if the second-rate master who could split wood with a single palm strike was just an illusion. "The medicinal bath formula has been imprinted in your mind. You will need to prepare the materials yourself. In the early stages of cultivation, you must avoid being greedy and reckless, so as not to damage your meridians."

"clear."

After saying goodbye to Zhao Tieshan, Wu Changfeng walked out of the martial arts school. The setting sun cast a long shadow of him.

He touched the money pouch at his waist and found it had shrunk considerably; he felt genuinely distressed.

But with the eleven new martial arts skills appearing in his mind, mastering them to perfection would be a huge improvement.

This sense of anticipation quickly overshadowed the sting of spending two hundred taels of silver.

He mounted his horse without stopping, flicked the reins, and the black horse neighed softly, galloping off towards the edge of town.

The goal is clear: find a suitable training spot and master these newly learned martial arts, especially the Iron Palm, as quickly as possible!

The sound of horses' hooves pounded, kicking up a light cloud of dust. Wu Changfeng, mounted on his horse, had already begun planning the route in his mind.

There seems to be a rocky hill to the north of the town where a level 15 monster called the Ironback Mountain Boar spawns. It has thick skin and tough flesh, making it perfect for honing your palm strength and also leveling up your proficiency in other new martial arts.

"Iron Sand Palm..." he muttered to himself, his right hand unconsciously clenching slightly, feeling the slight warmth brought by the unique energy flow within his body. "I hope your second-rate martial arts won't make my hundred taels go to waste."