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Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Wu Feng slowly exhaled a long breath, which condensed into a straight white ribbon in the cool morning air, lingering for a long time.

After a night of dedicated circulation, the last trace of pure true energy from the Wudang Heart Sutra within the dantian was finally completely transformed and absorbed, merging into the even more intense, vibrant, golden-red vortex.

At this point, all the internal energy in his body was incorporated into the Wudang Nine Yang Skill lineage, and his true energy became pure and unmixed.

As this final transformation was completed, the Nine Yang True Qi, which had already reached its peak of perfection, seemed to overflow and quietly broke through the last invisible barrier.

The cyclone suddenly contracted inward, then expanded dramatically, its color becoming even deeper and more solid, like a miniature blazing sun floating in the dantian.

An overwhelming and irresistible yang energy instantly swept through his limbs and bones, nourishing his internal organs, clearing his meridians, and even invigorating his spirit, making his mind exceptionally clear and sharp.

[System Notification: Congratulations! Your Wudang Nine Yang Skill has broken through to the highest level—Great Perfection!]

[Wudang Nine Yang Skill (Great Perfection). Internal Strength +120, Constitution +50, Arm Strength +30, Max Health +1000, Max Qi +600, Qi Recovery Speed ​​+60%. Qi Trait "Nine Yang Emerges": The internal energy is extremely Yang and pure, with a strong restraining and dispelling effect on Yin-cold and poison-attribute techniques. It can accelerate injury recovery and nourish the foundation. Additional Effect "Endless Life": Qi recovery speed is additionally increased by 30% in combat.]

Feeling the surging, powerful true energy within his body, as intense as flowing rivers and molten lava, and seeing the numbers on his attribute panel rise once again, Wu Feng clenched his fist in satisfaction.

The sense of power was unprecedentedly abundant, as if a single punch could shatter mountains and rocks.

"I've mastered the Wudang Nine Yang Skill to its peak..." he thought to himself. "According to the sect's martial arts routine, I should be able to start exploring the next version of advanced internal energy cultivation techniques, such as... the Pure Yang Limitless Skill?"

That's Zhang Sanfeng's unique skill, the top-tier internal energy cultivation technique of Wudang. Learning it wouldn't be easy.

It requires extremely high sect contribution, reputation, or a special opportunity to trigger.

"Perhaps, the more realistic choice at this stage is to cultivate the 'Harmony with the World' technique that I have come to understand myself." Wu Feng's thoughts raced.

This special internal skill, derived from the Great Perfection of the Tao Te Ching, requires a whopping 100,000 proficiency points to even begin, making it a top-tier skill that demands a long and painstaking learning process. However, its effects are described as extremely enticing, and it is consistent with the Taoist martial arts system, indicating its immense potential.

Just as they were weighing their options, "Clang... clang... clang..."

The morning bell, ringing precisely at dawn, pierced through the thin mountain mist, its melodious sound interrupting his thoughts.

A new day begins.

Wu Feng got up briskly, washed himself quickly with water from the wooden basin in the corner of the room, wiped his face, straightened his slightly faded blue Taoist robe, and pushed open the door to go out.

The morning air in the mountains is crisp and clear, carrying the fresh scent of dew and pine needles.

He strode towards the training ground. When he arrived, dozens of third-generation disciples were already standing there, their ranks loose but quiet.

Soon, a series of light yet steady footsteps approached.

The man was about thirty years old, slightly short and stout, and had a smile on his face before he even spoke. He was none other than his fourth martial uncle, Zhang Songxi.

"Greetings, Fourth Martial Uncle!" the disciples greeted in unison.

Wu Feng clasped his hands in greeting and praised him.

Zhang Songxi nodded with a smile, his gentle gaze sweeping over everyone: "Today I will continue to teach you Tiger Claw Hand."

After saying that, he didn't say anything more, walked to the open space in the middle of the field, and got into a fighting stance.

His five fingers were bent like hooks, and he used his knuckles to generate force, creating a sharp whistling sound as he swung his arm.

This Tiger Claw Hand technique focuses on grappling and locking, unlike the punching and palm techniques learned previously which emphasize striking. It emphasizes precise, swift, and tricky control of the opponent's joints and vital points.

The moves are simple and direct, without too many frills, but the ruthlessness and decisiveness of the grappling are palpable.

[System notification: Zhang Songxi, a second-generation disciple of the Wudang School, is teaching you the Tiger Claw Hand technique (second-rate). Do you wish to learn it?]

The moment the prompt popped up, Wu Feng's mind raced: "Study!"

A subtle method emphasizing finger strength, joint manipulation, and short-range power generation surged into my mind.

This contrasts sharply with the powerful and fierce attacks of the "Iron Palm of Shaking Mountains" taught by Yu Lianzhou.

[System notification: You have learned the "Tiger Claw Hand" (Second-rate).]

Skill bar update: [Tiger Claw Hand (Beginner 0/2000)].

After Zhang Songxi finished demonstrating his claw technique, he stood up, his breathing steady, and looked at everyone with a smile: "Alright, practice on your own. Remember, claw techniques emphasize finger strength and control, and are intended to subdue the enemy rather than injure them. Of course, when you reach a higher level..." He didn't finish his sentence, but just smiled.

"Yes, Fourth Uncle!" The disciples responded and dispersed.

Wu Feng walked directly to a corner, calmed himself down for a moment, and began to practice.

With the Iron Palm as a foundation, his control over the fierce palm force is already very subtle; and with the foundation of the Mountain-Shaking Iron Palm, he has a deep understanding of the power release and explosiveness.

The Wudang Long Fist and Kaishan Fist styles provide a solid foundation for boxing.

At this moment, practicing the "Tiger Claw Hand," which is also a hand technique and focuses on grappling, many key points are easily understood and mastered with just one practice.

With fingers hooked together, force is channeled into the fingertips, used to grasp, hold, lock, or fasten. The movements initially seem somewhat deliberate imitations, but quickly become fluid, the fingertips cutting through the air with a soft hissing sound, already possessing a certain sharpness.

"If this Tiger Claw Hand is only used as a grappling technique, it does have many limitations in actual combat. But if one practices it to perfection and the finger strength becomes divine, it will probably be more than just grappling; shattering gold and breaking rocks is not impossible." Wu Feng realized this as he practiced.

With more and more boxing and palm techniques mastered, they can be verified against each other, and then slightly improved and integrated.

This might lead to variations that are more suitable for actual combat. However, we can discuss improvements after we've reached the pinnacle of our skills.

With a proficiency bonus of up to 336 points per level, progress in Tiger Claw Hand is astonishingly fast.

Tiger Claw Hand Proficiency +336.

Tiger Claw Hand (Beginner 336/5000)

Tiger Claw Hand (Proficient 36/8000)

[Tiger Claw Hand (Small Success 1836/10000)]...

As the sun rose higher and the bell rang to signal the end of morning classes, Wu Feng had just completed a swift, feinted chokehold, his five fingers leaving afterimages in the air.

In the skill bar, the level of "Tiger Claw Hand" has been stabilized at [Minor Success], and the proficiency has passed the halfway mark.

"One morning lesson, from beginner to more than halfway to proficiency... This speed is indeed much faster than before." Wu Feng was secretly pleased. "It's a pity that I still couldn't directly reach mastery. After all, it requires nearly 10,000 proficiency points, and one hour is still a bit tight."

Not far away, Zhang Songxi, who had been seemingly walking around casually but actually taking in the disciples' practice, looked even more surprised when his gaze fell on Wu Feng again.

This new disciple, Wu Changfeng, was indeed as his senior brother and fifth brother had said in their casual conversation: his talent was so extraordinary that it was almost monstrous.

Although Tiger Claw Hand is not a top-tier martial art, grappling skills rely heavily on experience and skill. For an ordinary disciple to achieve even a minor level of proficiency, it would take at least one or two months of hard work.

But this kid, in just one morning lesson, he fought quite well, his claws were sharp and his finger strength was solid, and the essence of his grappling technique was already beginning to take shape.

"What a rare gem!" Zhang Songxi thought to himself.

He knew that few people mastered the Tiger Claw Hand technique, because its purpose was more about grappling and subduing enemies, and it was not direct and fierce enough in direct combat.

However, if one can master the technique to perfection or even the highest level, with finger strength flowing smoothly, a single claw strike can easily dislocate tendons and bones, or even shatter skulls and crack rocks. Its power is in no way inferior to some fierce fists and palms, and it is similar in effect to the famous Dragon Claw Hand of Shaolin.

However, he would not say these things in public. Whether one can reach that level depends entirely on one's own fate and perseverance.

"That's enough for today, everyone can leave now." Zhang Songxi announced the end of get out of class, glanced at Wu Feng again, his smile still kind, but he didn't say anything more, and turned to walk away.

Wu Feng followed the crowd toward the dining hall. He had just received his porridge and sat down when someone approached him.

Song Qingshu carried the food and sat down opposite Wu Feng, his expression seemingly casual, yet carrying a hint of barely perceptible inquiry.

"Junior Brother Wu, I haven't seen you practicing in the afternoons at the training grounds much lately," Song Qingshu said, his tone relatively calm. "Do you feel that your basic martial arts skills are sufficient and have become a bit lax? The way of martial arts is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind. Junior Brother, you still need to be diligent."

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng put down his chopsticks and coughed awkwardly, "Senior Brother Song, you misunderstand. It's not that I'm being lazy; it's just that I've found a more secluded bamboo grove where I can practice alone every afternoon to avoid competing with others for space in the training ground and to concentrate better."

Song Qingshu stared at Wu Feng for a couple of seconds. Seeing that his eyes were open and honest, not feigning anything, he nodded and said, "I see. It's good that you have such a diligent heart. That place... is indeed quiet and suitable for meditation." He seemed to know about the bamboo forest but didn't delve into it. He casually offered a couple of words of encouragement, "Don't be greedy for quick success and rush ahead. Focus on building a solid foundation," before getting up and leaving with his bowl and chopsticks.

As Wu Feng watched Song Qingshu walk towards the training ground, a thought stirred within him.

"To be fair, apart from the arrogance of a chosen one and the tendency to compare himself to others, Song Qingshu isn't a bad person. In fact, he's quite diligent, self-disciplined, and cares about his fellow disciples," Wu Feng thought to himself as he shoveled a mouthful of porridge.

His later missteps were largely due to his being entangled in fame, fortune, conspiracies, and especially emotions after leaving the mountain, gradually losing his true nature.

If he had stayed on Wudang Mountain, in such a quiet environment and under the constraints of his elders, he might not have ended up that way.