Gou Zai Wudao Shicheng Dao

Fang Xia sat cross-legged in meditation, focusing her mind on her body.

His gaze swept over the progress of [Qi Sensing Technique] (32/100), and with a slight thought, the technique quietly began to circulate.

His blood and qi surged and gushed throughout his body, faintly emitting the deep roar of a tiger or leopard.

Then it instantly subsided, showing no signs of anything amiss.

Fang Xia slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, a satisfied look appearing on her face.

"In the eyes of outsiders, I am probably still that mediocre inner court disciple, right?"

That would be best.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Especially at this time when the demons of Black Mountain are stirring up trouble and undercurrents are surging.

Playing dumb to outsmart others is the way to survive!

The ability to conceal and store one's breath brought by this [Qi Sensing Technique] is currently my greatest reliance for protecting my life.

Thinking of the other function of the [Qi Sensing Technique], "Qi Sensing and Observation", Fang Xia sighed inwardly.

This function is too mysterious, and Fang Xia couldn't figure it out. He could only occasionally catch a glimpse of its aura.

However, he also discovered that when the other party's fortune fluctuated, he could sense a faint ripple.

We are still far from being able to clearly "observe" the fortunes of others.

However, being able to sense the malice and killing intent directed at oneself is already a huge advantage!

In this perilous world, the more vigilant we are, the more possibilities we have.

Fang Xia silently activated his Qi Sensing Technique, and a faint wave of hostility subtly pointed towards the Black Tiger Gang.

Slowly opening her eyes, Fang Xia's gaze was like lightning, and she sneered inwardly: "Peng Heihu, Peng Biao... trying to distance themselves by releasing a Song Bai fan?"

What a convenient excuse of "unaware" and "being misled"!

Do they really think our family is a pushover?

Thinking of Huang Laizi and his two companions' ambush, Fang Xia felt a surge of murderous intent in his chest.

Although Song Baishan has absconded with the money, the Black Tiger Gang and Peng Biao must pay this debt in blood!

The Fang family's current forbearance is merely to buy him time to grow.

This humiliation will be settled in the future!

Feeling the heavy, surging blood and qi within his body, like molten mercury, the deep roar of a tiger and leopard echoed between his muscles, bones, and skin.

Fang Xia's resolve grew stronger.

"A person must rely on themselves!"

Now that the feud is settled, let's see if the Black Tiger Gang's blade is faster, or if my bones are tougher!

With a clear mind, there was no more hesitation.

Fang Xia suddenly stood up, lowered his waist and assumed the stance of the Three Yang Stance in the quiet room.

The Qi and blood circulate slowly, accumulating power, waiting for the moment of explosion.

.........

The inner courtyard martial arts training ground.

The ground was paved with bluestone, and the sunlight was scorching.

Ning Tianyang, dressed in a plain robe, stood in the center of the field, his demeanor calm and composed.

The inner disciples stood in a circle, all their eyes fixed on him.

"The foundation of martial arts lies in strengthening its roots."

Stance training is the foundation, while palm techniques are the application.

The Qingyang Palm strikes with the force of the rising sun, combining both strength and gentleness.

Remember not to rush things; the palm technique requires the intention to be in sync with the palm, and the force to penetrate to the fingertips.

As Ning Tianyang spoke, he slowly began to rise.

Fang Xia stood in the crowd, her eyes fixed on Ning Tianyang.

Ning Tianyang's movements appeared slow, but as his palms danced, a faint warmth seemed to emanate from them.

It embodies the essence of the Qingyang Palm, like the rising sun, warm yet containing boundless power.

......

After Ning Tianyang finished his demonstration, he stood up and glanced at the crowd: "Zhou Cheng."

"Disciple is here!" Zhou Cheng responded and stepped forward.

"You demonstrate it once."

Zhou Cheng took a deep breath, straightened his back, and began to practice.

His palms whistled through the air, his foundation was solid, and his movements were fluid and seamless.

However, he had not yet grasped the essence of the palm technique, and the artistic conception had not yet spread.

Ning Tianyang nodded slightly, turning his gaze to the crowd: "Fang Xia."

"Disciple is here." Fang Xia calmly stepped out of the queue.

"Practice a few moves with Zhou Cheng to get a feel for the application of palm techniques."

All eyes in the arena instantly focused on the scene.

Fang Xia walked up to Zhou Cheng and bowed respectfully, saying, "Senior Brother Zhou, please give me your guidance."

"Junior Brother Fang, watch out!" Zhou Cheng shouted, his right palm striking Fang Xia's shoulder.

"The rising sun" has a powerful and profound meaning.

Fang Xia remained calm and did not take the hit head-on. Instead, she slightly shifted her feet and swayed.

He gently lifted his left palm diagonally upwards, using the "Cloud-Sweeping Hand" technique, and placed it on the inside of Zhou Cheng's wrist.

At the same time, the internal Qi and blood are contained under the control of the "Qi Sensing Technique" and are not leaked at all.

To outsiders, Yu Niupi's progress in the initial stage of his skill was not particularly noticeable.

Zhou Cheng felt a subtle force coming from him, which deflected his powerful strike by a slight deviation.

He was slightly startled, but quickly changed his move, turning his left palm into a claw.

Fang Xia's eyes narrowed, and instead of retreating, she advanced.

His right palm struck first, the five fingers slightly closed, the edge of his palm like a knife.

With a smooth and powerful force, it aimed straight for Zhou Cheng's throat.

The timing and angle of this palm strike were both exquisite, perfectly showcasing the essence of the Qingyang Palm.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Zhou Cheng was caught off guard.

He felt a gentle force come from him, and he stumbled back three steps before he could barely regain his balance.

His face was full of astonishment as he stared at Fang Xia in disbelief.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence; you could hear a pin drop!

A glint flashed in Ning Tianyang's eyes, and he nodded to himself: "This boy's comprehension is truly extraordinary!"

In a short period of time, Qingyang Palm had reached a level of proficiency that surpassed Zhou Cheng's!

Although the Qingyang Palm is a basic skill, it also tests one's comprehension the most...

However, Ning Tianyang's praise quickly turned into a barely perceptible sigh.

"His temperament and perseverance are both excellent... If his innate talent is not below average, he will surely achieve great things..."

What a pity, what a waste of such extraordinary comprehension…

Seeing Fang Xia stop and stand still, Lu Sheng's face flushed red instantly, and he clenched his fists tightly.

He himself had only just begun to grasp the basics of the Qingyang Palm technique, while Fang Xia had already reached a level of proficiency, surpassing even his senior brother Zhou Cheng.

A strong sense of resentment welled up in my heart.

Fang Xia is just a bit more perceptive!

"With my superior talent, I'm sure I can catch up with you! I will never give up!"

He roared inwardly.

Lin You, who had previously worn an arrogant expression, now became unusually solemn.

Fang Xia's palm technique was smooth and fluid, and his artistic conception was beginning to emerge, making him even better than him!

A surge of irritation rose in Lin You's heart, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible? He's faster than me?"

However, thinking that he was about to break through the bottleneck and enter the middle stage of the Stone Skin Realm, Lin You suppressed his irritability.

"As expected, he has the aptitude of a lower-grade cultivator. Only this much progress in a month at the initial stage of the 'Bullshit' realm?"

Lin You glanced at Fang Xia's weak and frail appearance, and a smile curved his lips.

His gaze shifted away from Fang Xia.

The other person was destined to be just a passerby in his life and was not worth his attention.

Several scions of prominent families in the crowd were also somewhat surprised.

However, when he thought of Fang Xia's natural talent and aptitude, his surprise instantly turned into a sigh.

Han Qing shook his head, a hint of disappointment flashing across his face: "Such comprehension, what a pity?"

"With such low-grade physique, internal cultivation is extremely difficult, and opening the meridians and gathering qi is a pipe dream. Is there no investment value in this?"

After saying that, she turned her beautiful eyes and looked at Lin You with a hint of appreciation.

"Junior Brother Lin You is the real deal. He has the foundation of a second-class master and is on the verge of achieving a stone-like appearance. He is just around the corner from now on to open his meridians and gather his Qi."

Luo Zhao and Xiao Pingshan nodded slightly, agreeing with Han Qing's point of view, and their gazes were also focused on Lin You.

Disciples from prominent families, including Zheng Sanze, Qi Wanyu, Zhao Qiyun, and Lu Lingshu, expressed their admiration for Fang Xia's mastery of the Palm Technique.

Qi Wanyu shook his head slightly and whispered to his companion, "The palm technique is indeed amazing, but unfortunately... the physical constitution is too much of a burden."

One month into the initial stage of cultivation, progress is slow...

At this rate, it might take three to five months to even reach the Stone Skin Middle Realm.

Its future potential is... extremely limited, not worth betting on.

Zheng Sanze, Zhao Qiyun, Lu Lingshu, and others nodded, clearly believing that Fang Xia's potential was not high.

You Qian stood a little behind the crowd, his small eyes gleaming, his plump body writhing, his heart churning with turbulent emotions.

"Such high level of comprehension! Such a composed temperament!"

His gaze swept quickly between Lin You and Fang Xia, and You Qian's mind raced: "Lin You is exceptionally talented, but the powerful families of the inner city, such as Han Qing, Luo Zhao, and Xiao Pingshan, have long been eyeing him covetously."

Although my You family is a wealthy household, how can we possibly compete with them? A forceful confrontation would likely only bring harm…

And this Fang Xia…”

He looked again at the boy who calmly accepted the gazes of either admiration or pity.

"Although the lower jawbone is a serious injury..."

But if this understanding and mindset can break through the constraints in the future, the future will be limitless.

The risk is extremely high... but the greater the risk, the higher the potential reward, right?

An idea took shape in You Qian's mind: give up competing for Lin You and take a gamble on Fang Xia!

However, You Qian did not act impulsively. He suppressed his emotions and narrowed his small eyes: "This matter... still needs to be consulted with Senior Brother Zhou Cheng to gain a deeper understanding of Fang Xia's character."