Elderly Martial Saint: Sixty Times the Cultivation Speed ​​at the Start

The powerful force of Xue Muci's punch was felt by Yi Yang even from a great distance.

Before the fist even got close, the aura had already made the surrounding air feel stuffy, and the debris on the rocky slope trembled and rolled to both sides.

Yi Yang's mental energy struck the moment the opponent exerted their strength.

The Mind Monkey Guards the Will and Circulates, and the golden-haired ape in the mind's eye stares wide-eyed, dissecting Xue Muci's punching patterns inch by inch.

The fist pushes diagonally upwards from the lower right.

The landing point is between the chest and abdomen.

Three feet outside the fist, the opponent blocked his escape route with his internal energy.

Even when dodging to the left or right, one's shoulders and back still have to withstand the sweeping force of the energy.

As for taking the blow head-on, the previous exchange already provided the answer.

If I continue to use my third-level internal energy cultivation, I'm afraid I'll fall to this punch myself.

With his powerful mental strength, Yi Yang, the leader of the gang, simulated the situation in his mind.

If you can't avoid it, then don't hide from it.

Yi Yang's mind raced quickly, and as he made up his mind...

The true energy that had been hidden and restrained within the dantian for a long time surged into the meridians, passed through the muscles and bones, and filled the whole body.

Boom!

The aura belonging to the True Qi Realm surged up the rocky slope.

A thick membrane of air condensed around Yi Yang, causing the pebbles at his feet to tumble up and separate the two of them.

Xue Muci's punch pierced through the stone curtain, leaving only three feet from Yi Yang's chest.

With the help of his true energy, he crossed the river by splashing water.

Yi Yang planted his feet on the ground, twisted his waist and hips, and instantly moved sideways.

The powerful punch grazed past her clothes.

The two passed each other.

Xue Muci's punch missed its mark, the force of which penetrated the slope.

The ground that was hit immediately collapsed downwards, leaving a three-foot-deep crater. Rock fragments flew in all directions, and several pieces of rock crashed into the slope wall, cracking into a pile of stone chips.

He abruptly stopped, his right foot sinking into the ground, and turned to look at Yi Yang with shock in his eyes.

At this moment, Yi Yang stood six steps away.

The gray cloth outer garment was ripped open by the force of the punch, revealing the black iron soft armor underneath.

A membrane of energy, representing the True Qi Realm, circulated between Yi Yang's skin, flesh, and tendons, its texture indistinguishable from the Qi outside Xue Muci's body.

True Qi Realm.

Upon sensing Yi Yang's presence, Xue Muci's pupils contracted slightly.

This sixty-year-old man is actually at the True Qi Realm?

Didn't the intelligence report say he had a "Bingzhong" physique and that he only had a first-level internal energy cultivation when he entered the prefectural city?

What's going on with the aura that represents the True Qi Realm emanating from Yi Yang now?

"Who the hell sold me this fake!" Xue Muci thought fiercely to himself.

Xue Muci dared to kill a candidate chief inspector who had reached the third level of internal energy perfection.

If there's a True Qi Realm expert hiding their cultivation level, then things become hard to say.

What bothered him even more was that during the three-way exchange at the inn, Yi Yang had been faking it from beginning to end.

He chased after them for three miles, took a punch from himself, and staggered back three steps, even holding back the blood in his throat.

This old man was still hiding even when he wasn't driven to a desperate situation!

They were clearly risking their lives to dig a pit for him.

Xue Muci suppressed the rise and fall of his chest and first examined Yi Yang's aura.

After observing carefully for a few moments, his tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

The true qi emanating from Yi Yang's skin, flesh, muscles, and bones was of limited thickness, and it lacked the solid, substantial feel unique to the "Mountain-Walking Fierce Mountain Technique." Although the qi was strong, its circulation was still somewhat sluggish.

This means the opponent has just broken through.

This conclusion made Xue Muci clench his fist again.

Even in the early stages of the True Qi Realm, there are different levels.

He remained at this level for many years, cultivating true skills, and his entire body's skin, flesh, and fascia were tempered by the Qi.

Yi Yang had just crossed the threshold, and probably didn't even have any real skills.

His earlier panic only made him lose face.

Having figured this out, Xue Muci's face lit up with a smile again. He took a couple of steps and then stood still.

He raised his right fist, loosened his wrist, and said:

"What a fine candidate for chief inspector."

"A sixty-year-old at the True Qi Realm does indeed possess some skill. Unfortunately, you've kept it hidden for too long, and you've taken yourself far too seriously."

Yi Yang didn't respond.

Xue Muci continued, "Put down the knife, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse."

"I'll keep your soft armor and your appointment document as a candidate chief inspector for you."

Yi Yang gripped Tiger Roar with both hands and held the knife upright in front of him.

Arguing with someone who is about to die is pointless.

Some of the Zhenfu Guards remained at the inn.

If this drags on, Xu Min will arrive with his men, and many things will become difficult to explain.

Xue Muci wanted to kill him, and he also wanted to take his true skills, but it was not convenient for him to reveal his true cultivation level to others for the time being.

One thing followed another.

Then let's finish it off with one stroke.

Spiritual energy was poured into the tiger's roar.

The patterns on the animal skin spread across the mind, revealing the seventy-two energy points of the Azure Dragon Blade Technique one by one.

Yi Yang had repeatedly deduced the first sixty-four points. The remaining eight points were still not connected, and the flow of true energy would lose its connection there.

Excessive training can easily damage the meridians.

But the current crisis doesn't give him time to slowly grind things out, so he can only use his powerful mental strength to connect and unleash an imperfect strike.

Inside the spiritual platform, the golden-haired ape, sensing Yi Yang's thoughts, stood up and grabbed the severed energy pathway with its two front paws.

Mental energy was used to fill the gap, forcibly connecting the previous and subsequent nodes of this technique.

The Azure Dragon belongs to spring, and its power is long and enduring.

True Qi rises from the Dantian, ascends along the Du Meridian, passes through the Jianjing point, enters the three Yang points of the hand, and then flows into the right arm.

The first place.

The twelfth location.

The thirty-sixth location.

The sixty-fourth.

When he reached the sixty-fifth point where the arm muscles twitched and a burning pain came from his meridians.

The golden ape pressed down with its claws, using its mental power to seal the deviated true energy, forcing it into the next node.

Sixty-six.

Sixty-seven.

Seventy-two!

Sensing the extraordinary force of the blade, Tiger Roar emitted a low, metallic clang.

The 72-pound blade began to vibrate, and dark green energy coiled up, covering the blade from the hilt to the tip.

That aura wasn't as sharp as the Nine Peaks Blade, but it was layered upon layered, with a continuous, lingering force.

Not far away, Xue Muci stared at the tiger's roar in Yi Yang's hand, which was changing, and his expression changed again.

He realized that Yi Yang was using a sword technique.

But what kind of sword technique is this?

Even though he had only just entered the True Qi Realm, the aura emanating from the opponent's blade was pressing down on his skin and making him feel tense.

We can't wait any longer.

Sensing danger, Xue Muci's legs sank, and he activated the "Mountain Climbing Fierce Mountain Technique" to its limit.

The vital energy surged from the skin, flesh, and fascia, flowing into the arms.

Bring your left fist to your abdomen.

Pull your right fist to your shoulder.

Two fists strike together.

"Mountain-Defending Fist!"

Xue Muci shattered the slope beneath his feet and thrust his fists forward.

The qi condensed into a semi-transparent mountain shadow in front of him, and the fist's force covered three zhang, causing the ground along the way to crack and rubble to be swept into the air.

The entire slope was shaking, and large chunks of soil fell from the rock face.

This move blocked all of Yi Yang's escape routes.

Xue Muci's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

So what if we just broke through?

What good is the best armor?

Even with genuine martial arts skills, one can still die.

Yi Yang had already moved when his opponent launched his punch.

The Mind Monkey Guards the Will Technique distributes the Qi within the mountain shadow and sends it into the Spirit Platform.

The left side has thicker qi, the center has the strongest fist force, and there is a half-foot-wide gap on the right edge.

That was a loophole left by Xue Muci's old wounds.

Yi Yang leaned forward, stepped over two loose rocks with his right foot, and slid in along the right side of his fist.

too fast.

Yi Yang was almost upon Xue Muci, who had no time to change his tactics.

A gust of wind from the punch swept across Yi Yang's right shoulder, tearing his outer garment open instantly.

The black iron armor made a scraping sound as the surface wires were shaved off by the qi, revealing the crisscrossing patterns underneath.

At the same time, Yi Yang lowered his right shoulder and took two more steps forward using the momentum.

The person has already switched to Xue Muci's left side.

Xue Muci thrust out with both fists, the old force still not withdrawn.

But the tiger's roar had already risen above their heads.

Dark green aura covered the blade, and its seventy-two nodes were strung together by spiritual power.

Yi Yang lowered his arms, and the blade slashed out.

A blue dragon emerges from the abyss.

The blade pressed down from above.

It lacks the variation that the Nine Peaks Blade technique seeks to exploit weaknesses.

This strike will only go forward.

Xue Muci tried to pull his fist back to protect his neck, but before he could raise his left arm halfway, Tiger Roar had already slashed down.

The blade sliced ​​through the protective air membrane.

Passing through the neck.

Xue Muci's head left his shoulder, flipped twice in mid-air, and fell into the pile of rubble at the bottom of the slope.

The face still held the expression of pulling back the fist to defend.

The headless body stood for a moment.

Both fists were still stretched forward.

A surge of energy erupted from the severed neck, splashing blood onto the rocks. The body, weighing over 200 pounds, lost its support and collapsed forward, crushing several pieces of rock.

Yi Yang stood behind him, his tiger-like roar pointing diagonally at the ground.

The dark green hue that remained on the blade faded.

A burning pain shot through his meridians, and his right arm trembled slightly. Forcibly activating a rudimentary, unmastered sword technique came at a high price.

But it's worth it.

Yi Yang looked down at Hu Xiao.

That strike just now was more powerful than the Nine Peaks Blade at the Perfect Realm.

This is just a forced attempt to create the Azure Dragon Blade stance.

Once you truly master the Four Symbols and Six Harmonies Knife Technique and have a thorough understanding of the Four Symbols, what level will you reach?

"We've struck gold this time."

Yi Yang shook the blood off the knife and turned to walk towards the corpse.

Xue Muci had run the Xingshan Martial Arts School for twenty years and was a True Qi Realm expert; he shouldn't only have a few silver notes on him.

He crouched down to search and quickly found an oilcloth bag in a hidden pocket close to his body.

The cloth was wrapped in three layers, and inside was a thin booklet.

Five words were written on the cover.

"The Fierce Journey of Hiking and Riding the Fierce Mountains".

What kind of martial art is this person practicing?

Yi Yang turned to the first few pages, where he found the Mountain-Defending Fist, Mountain-Walking Stance, and Fierce Mountain Body-Refining Method.

Xue Muci had just mocked him for not having real skills.

The martial arts manual was delivered to him immediately after his death.

The service was quite attentive.

Yi Yang carefully put the booklet away, then took out three thousand taels of silver notes, two bottles of pills, and a token of the Xingshan Martial Arts School Master, and put them all into his pocket.

After searching the body, he dragged Xue Muci to the deep ditch at the bottom of the slope.

The tiger's roar sliced ​​through the ditch wall, sending large chunks of soil and rocks crashing down, burying the corpse and head beneath.

Yi Yang then channeled his inner energy to sweep away the footprints, bloodstains, and knife marks on the slope.

Even the narrow blade that Xue Muci had dropped was broken off and buried in the deep ditch.

After finishing these tasks, Yi Yang brushed the dirt off his palms and tried to determine the direction of the inn.

I went out to chase an assassin.

He had acquired the true skill, the silver notes, and the elixir.

It wasn't a wasted trip.

He activated the Hidden Breath Formless Technique, pressing his true energy back into his dantian, reducing his outward cultivation to the third level of perfect inner energy.

Yi Yang pulled his clothes up to cover the gap in his soft armor, then picked up Tiger Roar and returned along the same route.

As for the manual of true martial arts in my arms, I'll have to find a place where no one will disturb me and study it slowly.