Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

Inside the martial arts school, Zhang Qingshan first practiced the three stances of the Wave Stance in turn. He could feel that he could now handle these three stances with ease and without any difficulty, and that his foundation was equally solid.

Knowing in my heart that this real-world experience had kept me mentally focused, I had completely absorbed the insights into my mind and body.

Then he began to delve into his memories and comprehend the Water Soft Fist Technique.

The general principle of this boxing style is derived from the idea that water is both extremely soft and extremely strong.

It has seven moves and seven punches, namely: Soft Wave Style, Roaring Style, Torrent Style, Penetrating Style, Submerged Stream Style, Whirlpool Style, and Cave Cliff Style.

According to the explanation given by the sixth senior brother that day, the first move is to first soften and integrate the strength of the whole body, and then transform it into a strong force in the second move, stimulating the growth of strength. Once the two moves are mastered, one can enter the fourth level of a Divine Strength Warrior - the Strong Force level.

Mastering the third or fourth move allows one to advance to the fifth level of martial arts, the "Tongli" level. Mastering the fifth, sixth, or seventh move allows one to advance to the sixth level of martial arts, the "Anli" level. One can then become an inner disciple, receive the secret breathing techniques, and qualify to take the martial arts examination, etc.

At this moment, Zhang Qingshan recalled the explanation given by his sixth senior brother, Chang Yueshan, and adopted a gentle, wave-like posture, slowly comprehending the principles of power circulation.

He knew, of course, that all he needed to do was wait for the spirit to be successfully imbued, since his cultivation efficiency was currently low.

However, after careful consideration, Zhang Qingshan still did it this way for the following reasons:

Firstly, one cannot develop a habit of completely relying on cheat codes. If one day the cheat codes disappear, can one bear it? Would one then stop cultivating?

Secondly, if one abandons the ambition to cultivate oneself, one's inner will and spirit will also be affected. With the emergence of the two spirit-infused martial arts, Zhang Qingshan already knew that these martial arts were actually influenced by his subconscious.

The self-discipline and understanding of martial arts are actually about following one's own inner understanding and one's own desire for the extraordinary path of martial arts.

Thirdly, there's the persona. If someone usually lives a life of idleness and then suddenly has an epiphany, will people notice the subtle changes in them, or give others a better clue to guess what's going on, or even influence other people's opinions, making them think that they are lazy and have lost their respect for martial arts?

This might just be worrying unnecessarily, but I'm still very weak right now and need to maintain a persona to maintain society's perception of me.

Fourth, practicing a little bit always leads to a little progress, doesn't it?

Fifth, I occasionally hear people boasting that reaching a certain level requires a strong and resilient will. While I don't know the secrets behind it, maintaining self-discipline is certainly not a bad thing.

In addition, I have another little scheme, which is to make a name for myself during the period of spirit infusion, and to shock people with my martial arts after the spirit infusion.

Zhang Qingshan cultivated diligently, and even if he didn't gain any special insights, he was certain that it was only because he hadn't cultivated for long enough, and that it wasn't because he was a waste of time.

Sixth Senior Brother Chang Yueshan was in a pretty good mood today. His injuries had finally fully healed, and he no longer had that lingering smell of medicine on him. He could now comfortably listen to music in the brothel.

He gave guidance to each of them individually, even showing a smile to the group of spoiled brats he now despised, pointing out their shortcomings in cultivation, and providing the strongest among them, the young master of the Zhou family and the county magistrate's youngest son, with some of his own insights into the fist techniques he had used when he first entered the realm of dark power.

"Yes, your power has now been fully integrated. The key now is to use your understanding of the fist technique to be as deep as an abyss and as subtle as a whirlpool, and to be able to see through everything. When you can achieve the ability to move your body without moving your body and generate power from the shadows, that will be about the right time."

"Thank you, Sixth Senior Brother."

"Hehe, keep practicing. I know you are a young master of the Zhou family with an extraordinary family background, but in your Zhou family, your family is only the fifth branch, not the core leader. Even among the fifth branch, you are not the only one. Don't be too complacent. For example, you are not qualified to enjoy those foreigners' evil methods. Jiang Yuanjian, don't laugh to yourself. You are the same. Your father married so many wives, and your brothers and sisters are numerous. You are not the eldest son, and you will not inherit your father's power in the future."

"My Qinghe Martial Arts School has its own foundation, and we don't need one more of you. You should all keep your smugness to yourself."

The two were a little annoyed, but at this moment they had no choice but to bow and say, "Senior brother is absolutely right, junior brother has learned a lot."

However, the fleeting coldness in his eyes proved that he was not being honest.

Chang Yueshan took the opportunity to reprimand the two men, not caring what they thought, and smiled with satisfaction before going to instruct the others.

Near Zhang Qingshan, some ordinary disciples were whispering among themselves:

"Why do you think Sixth Senior Brother is deliberately trying to put down those young masters? The saying goes, 'The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts.' In fact, these people have a brighter future, and their connections can increase the influence of the martial arts school. The school should pay more attention to them, just like the Divine Leg Martial Arts School, which welcomes those with better conditions."

"Yes, even the other senior brothers in the inner sect don't seem to care much about these powerful disciples, and the eldest senior sister doesn't seem to give them any attention either. What's going on?"

"Hehe, I do know a little bit. It seems that our Qinghe Martial Arts School's senior and second senior brothers had an accident. The school master is old and his internal injuries have relapsed. Some disciples believe that the martial arts school has no successors and no future, and will be devoured by wolves. They don't want to be buried with the martial arts school, so they want to find a way out in advance. Several disciples in the inner sect have left, most of them from wealthy families. So the remaining senior sister and inner sect disciples have developed a grudge against those disciples from wealthy families."

"Ah, I see. Now I'm even more confident. We poor folks are more loyal and righteous. I was worried that the martial arts school would treat those of us who aren't rich differently. But now it seems that the difference is a good one."

"Senior brother, are you telling the truth? Is our martial arts school really that dangerous? Won't it affect us? I'm a little scared."

"Heh, then get lost. Scared? If I remember correctly, your family owns a small restaurant, right? If it weren't for our martial arts school giving you this opportunity, you'd be exploited by thugs your whole life. What are you afraid of? The martial arts school gave us this opportunity, and we'll fight tooth and nail to seize it. Do you think you're some rich young master with the right to choose?"

Zhang Qingshan listened silently to these whispered conversations.

afraid?

I'm really scared!

I'm afraid I'll be thrown into the river like trash, just like I was at the dock!

I'm afraid I'll end up like Old Liu, spending my whole life hunched over and smirking.

I fear that I might end up like my parents, toiling my whole life and struggling to make ends meet.

I fear being powerless against the oppression of the powerful, I fear my family suffering and being left only to weep silently, I fear my weakness and the burning anger within me, I fear being condemned to a life of misery, I fear being skinned alive and torn apart...

There are too many fears.

An intense desire for power to overcome these fears.

Regardless of whether you have a special ability or not, you must seize the channels and opportunities to gain power.

In this world, how can someone like me, who wants to turn my life around, not face hardships?

As he threw his punch, he glanced at the other disciples nearby. Apart from a very few who were a little uneasy after hearing these words, the rest of them were unmoved and did not back down. They only had the stubbornness to seize the chance that their fate had been sealed.

I'm not afraid of the possible decline and risks of Qingfeng Martial Arts School; what I'm afraid of is not becoming a martial artist and being expelled from the school.

Most of these people came from families better off than Zhang Qingshan's, but even so, they had experienced a lot of fear and vulnerability from childhood to adulthood.

Zhang Qingshan took a deep breath and truly focused his mind, no longer simply using the persona to cover up his cheat ability.

The Gentle Wave Pose involves curling up like a gentle wave, relaxing the mind and body, and allowing the senses to rise like gentle waves in all directions!

Even amidst gentle waves, true power must surge; one must always be prepared for the infant to transform into a mature adult, sweeping away enemies from all directions.

I felt a sense of urgency rising within me. Even without any special abilities, I was confident that I could gradually comprehend the techniques and eventually become a level four martial artist.

"Huh!"

A surprised exclamation rang out as the sixth senior brother stood in front of Zhang Qingshan, stroking his chin.

"You're practicing Water Soft Fist now, could it be...?"

He quickly patted Zhang Qingshan's body a few times.

"Impressive, kid. No wonder you've mastered stance training."

Looking at Zhang Qingshan curiously, she asked, "Are you one of those legendary geniuses?"

A thought flashed through my mind: "You didn't eat some kind of thousand-year-old ginseng, did you? Or are you taking some kind of powerful medicine or elixir every day, like a strengthening pill, a vital essence pill, or a blood essence pill?"

Zhang Qingshan was both amused and exasperated. "Sixth Senior Brother, why are you joking? That's something my family can afford."

The sixth senior brother slowly placed his palm on Zhang Qingshan's body again. Zhang Qingshan felt an invisible force drilling through his body, as if spreading through his flesh and blood. He was startled. Could this be the so-called drilling force? He suppressed his body's instinctive urge to avoid it.

"Your body doesn't feel the restlessness caused by external medicine to replenish your qi and blood. That's good, better than I expected."

Zhang Qingshan glanced at the astonished disciples in the training ground and smiled. "Perhaps Qingshan already had some basic knowledge before joining the martial arts school, so it seems a bit fast."

After finishing speaking, seeing that his sixth senior brother was in a good mood, he asked, "Sixth senior brother, do you know the origin of that Black Mountain?"

Chang Yueshan frowned. "How do you know this? Come with me."

They saw Zhang Qingshan and his sixth senior brother walk to the other side.

"Zhang Qingshan hasn't been here long, and he's already at level three. That's impressive."

"Isn't it said that legendary geniuses all have some kind of extraordinary talent? I haven't seen him with any superhuman strength or anything."

"Senior Brother Zhang is so low-key, a role model for us. I guess he will become an inner disciple in the future, but I don't know when."

Among the disciples from distinguished families, one sneered, "It's just a temporary stroke of luck; he had some background before and got lucky."

"Why should you all care about this kind of person? Can he afford high-level medicinal pills? This kind of person is destined not to go far. Inner disciple? Heh, level four, five, and six are not that simple. With his meager resources..."

"Brother Qin is right. My father just bought me a bottle of strengthening pills, and I can expect to reach level five. By the way, Brother Zhou, I heard that if the direct descendants of your Zhou family can reach level eight of martial arts, they can even receive the assistance of divine power pills. Your Zhou family has a profound foundation."

Zhou Xishui paused for a moment upon hearing this, as if she had thought of something, and her eyes showed longing:

"What's so special about the Divine Power Pill? The eldest son's family has even more powerful methods, which are said to help people climb the ladder to becoming a Body Refining Martial Master."

Then he opened his fan and smiled: "Gentlemen, those are just external things. If you want to reach the heavens, you can't go far if you only rely on external things. You still need to work hard yourself."

Everyone else chimed in, praising Senior Brother Zhou's unwavering Daoist resolve, and it was another round of mutual flattery.