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

Room A, Qingxin Pavilion.

Yi Yang opened his eyes.

The panel, visible only to the user, displays the results of tonight's practice.

【Yi Wood Nourishing Life Exercise - True Qi Realm (Hundred Meridians Connected) (4850/200 million)】

Representing the early stage of the True Qi Realm, the body has been forged through a hundred refinements, and the cultivation has finally reached its perfection. Now, Yi Yang's strength has taken another big step forward.

The azure-green true qi within his body was completely different from what it had been the previous night.

Previously, the true qi of Yi wood circulated along the fascia; now it wraps around Yi Yang's meridians, bones, and flesh, with every part permeated by the qi.

This is the Body Forged Through a Hundred Refinements, which strengthens the body of a True Qi Realm expert.

Upon reaching the mid-stage of the True Qi Realm, the speed at which true qi circulated in Yi Yang's meridians more than doubled.

At the moment when the body was perfected through countless refinements, the internal energy continued to temper and refine within the body according to the cultivation path.

It advanced deeper along the meridians, rushing into the martial artist's thirty-six main meridians, widening the walls of the meridians through which true qi circulated.

The goal of achieving the "Hundred Meridians Connected to the Divine" stage is the mid-stage of the True Divine Realm.

When all this is accomplished, the vital energy seeps from the flesh and blood into the meridians, and the entire body becomes unified.

When the Qi and blood circulate, a buzzing sound, like the vibration of a bowstring, is emitted from within the body.

At this point, the protective energy is no longer limited to protecting the body; it can also be unleashed with punches and kicks, allowing for both strength and flexibility at will. It can unleash tremendous power within a small space, splitting mountains and shattering rocks as easily as breaking through rotten soil.

Feeling the changes in himself, Yi Yang stood up and moved his body.

With each movement, every joint in his body emitted a crisp, short cracking sound.

He clenched his fist, and the qi beneath his skin circulated on its own. Without any deliberate effort, the azure true qi flowed through his entire body, circulating endlessly.

At this moment, even a fine, ordinary blade wouldn't be able to cut through the skin if it struck him.

Yi Yang exhaled a breath of stale air and looked at the ever-burning lamp in the corner of the stone wall.

The lamp oil was mostly burned; judging by the time, it should be Chen Shi (7-9 AM).

The progress of my cultivation today is so fast, thanks in no small part to the notes given to me by the chief inspector.

The true qi circulation path recorded inside corrected several of his deviations, saving him at least two or three months of hard work.

He collected the scattered medicine bottles, dusted himself off, and walked towards the stone gate.

Stone steps outside the door.

The morning light poured down from the top exit, making him squint.

Yi Yang saw a person standing at the corner of the alley.

It was Liu Qing, Yan Wuyuan's maid.

She was dressed in a dark gray outfit, her hair was tied up tightly, and she was carrying a folded set of dark gray official robes and an oil paper package.

Upon seeing Yi Yang approach, Liu Qing handed over the items in her hand.

Her gaze lingered on Yi Yang for a couple of moments.

I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong, but I have a vague feeling that Yi Yang has undergone a huge change.

Although he had doubts, Liu Qing did not press for details, but simply explained:

"Miss asked me to tell you that the competition will start at 7:45 AM today at the training ground. Don't be late."

Yi Yang took the items and nodded in response:

"Please thank Lord Yan for me."

Seeing that the task was finished, Liu Qing turned and left.

Yi Yang changed into a clean and tidy official robe in a corner of the alley, and opened the oil paper package—two steamed buns, a plate of braised beef, and a bowl of still steaming porridge.

He squatted down by the wall and finished his meal in a few bites, then carried Xuan Yuan and Hu Xiao on his back, one in front of the other.

Head towards the northern outskirts of the arena.

Martial arts training ground.

There were more than three times as many people today as there were the day before yesterday.

The news of the semi-final showdown spread throughout Suining Prefecture overnight, and all the prominent martial artists came.

The area around the drill ground was packed with people, some climbing up the flagpole to get a better look, and others standing on the boulders craning their necks.

Yi Yang, dressed as a candidate chief inspector, walked through the crowd and entered the Youquan Division's ranks.

Zhou Fangyu, who was also a candidate for chief inspector, was standing in the front row.

Upon seeing Yi Yang approach, he turned around, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

Finally, he simply reached out and patted Yi Yang on the shoulder, encouraging him:

We must win.

Yi Yangchong nodded.

At this moment, Yan Wuyuan was leaning back in her chair on the side of the platform.

When she saw Yi Yang enter, her lips twitched slightly, indicating that he was close to breaking through. She tapped her fingers twice on the armrest, and after gaining full confidence, she stopped looking in that direction.

And in the very center, the main position.

Chief Inspector Lu Quan'an arrived earlier today than yesterday.

He already had his teacup in his hand, his gaze sweeping across the training ground without lingering on anyone, merely surveying the area.

Just then, Pei Zongyue walked to the front of the stage and shouted:

"The semi-final matchups were decided last night."

"The first match—"

Pei Zongyue unfolded the slip of paper in his hand and announced:

"Yusenji Iyo, versus Kinyoji Kubu."

The audience erupted in uproar upon seeing this duel.

Many people gasped, and some began to shake their heads and mutter:

"This is such bad luck!"

"Kong Wu's strength yesterday can be said to be the strongest among the four."

"Yi Yang Ying Jingchen is already quite formidable, but Kong Wu and Jingchen are not on the same level."

"The Sky Patrol Bureau really didn't cheat. They pitted their only person against the strongest of the four. If Yi Yang lost, wouldn't neither the commander nor the deputy commander be from the Sky Patrol Bureau?"

"Who can argue with that?"

Pei Zongyue continued to announce: "The second match is between Xu Yu of Xuanjian Pavilion and Zheng Yan of Cangwu Mountain."

Yi Yang mentally reviewed the draw results.

My goal today is to fight Kong Wu first, and if I win, I will then fight Xu Yu or Zheng Yan.

He looked down at the two knives behind him.

Tiger's roar, 72 jin.

Xuan Yuan, a spiritual weapon.

"That's enough," he said confidently to himself.

Pei Zongyue raised his hand and shouted:

"First act, go on stage."

Upon seeing his turn to go on stage, Yi Yang stepped out of the formation.

He first took off the tiger's roar and held it in his right hand.

A heavy 72-pound knife was held upright in front of him, its tip touching the table.

Meanwhile, on the opposite stage.

Kong Wu, weighing over 300 pounds, slowly walked onto the stage with his hands clasped together.

With each step, the stone slab on the table dents downwards.

His golden internal energy was now fully revealed.

At this moment, he was no longer in the nonchalant defensive posture he had when dealing with Gu Zhang yesterday. A layer of golden true energy rippled against his skin, making him both offensive and defensive, and his attitude was completely different from yesterday.

Yi Yang's powerful spiritual energy probed out.

The Qi of a mid-stage True Qi cultivator is fully released outwards.

They've reached the same level as me.

Kong Wu stood still, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, lowered his eyelids, and slowly said:

"Amitabha."

"Benefactor Yi, after you defeated Junior Brother Jingchen yesterday, this humble monk knew that this battle today was unavoidable."

He opened his eyes and looked at Yi Yang with piercing gaze:

"Although you have a connection with Buddhism, this humble monk will not hold back."

Yi Yang held the tiger's roar horizontally in front of his chest, took a half step back with his right foot, lowered his center of gravity, and said politely:

"Please, Master."

"start."

The battle began, but Kong Wu didn't move.

The three-hundred-pound body stood in the center of the platform, palms clasped together, golden energy spreading out in all directions, covering three zhang in front of him.

Seeing that the other side was determined to hold their ground, Yi Yang did not hesitate.

The Tiger Roar is infused with the true energy of the Wood element, and the first move is a perfect and superior sword technique: Nine Peaks Sword - Absolute Peak.

The 72-pound blade, imbued with the full force of a mid-stage True Qi cultivator, slashed out, its azure blade energy grinding towards Kong Wu's chest.

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Fourth update today!!!