Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

After consuming the Qi and Blood Pill, Shui Rouquan, following the surge of Qi and blood, practiced the Soft Wave Style to experience the wonders of Qi and blood flow. At the same time, anger welled up within her. This little Wang Zhi, so obsequious at first yet arrogant later, his opportunistic and cunning nature was too obvious, greatly displeasing Shui Rouquan. If he was like this even as an ordinary person, what would he do if he gained power?

Shui Rouquan felt he had already cultivated considerable self-control. If it weren't for the sake of the others in the martial arts school, he would have suppressed that smug and provocative look on the spot, letting him know that a genius who hadn't yet matured was nothing. While angry, Shui Rouquan also had to suppress the heat surging within his body and circulate the power of Soft Waves. Under these circumstances, Shui Rouquan experienced an unusual sensation: the Soft Waves weren't powerless, but rather controlled. Shui Rouquan's first move had achieved minor mastery.

[Not enough, not enough. Shui Rouquan calmed down and had to admit that others might indeed have some advantage in terms of aptitude. If he didn't want to be overtaken by geniuses or trampled underfoot by arrogant and successful people, then he had to work even harder. He decided to go all out and master the first form in one go.]

Zhang Qingshan shook his head. The Water Soft Fist has the word "water" in it, but he didn't expect him to still have such a fiery temper.

However, if it can stimulate its more efficient growth, then we would be happy to see it that way.

By the way, I absolutely do not have such thoughts; I am quite indifferent to them.

[Water Soft Fist could sense a mission emanating from the unseen realm. That unseen will seemed to be saying, "We must grow strong quickly, suppress the villains, and not care about anyone's face. If you don't like or dislike someone, just wipe them out. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who defy me will perish. What genius or talent? If you dare to cause trouble, I will use thunderous methods. If I say you can do it, you can do it; if I say you can't, you definitely can't..."]

Zhang Qingshan was speechless. "I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

Inside the courtyard, Zhang Qingshan slowly practiced the first move of Water Softness, like an old horse pulling a millstone, neither hurried nor slow.

The neighbors in the courtyard mostly watched secretly from the side, no longer finding it strange, but rather feeling that there was something mysterious about this action.

As darkness gradually fell, Zhang Qingshan's unhurried movements first slowed down, then, after reaching a certain slowness, began to accelerate, becoming faster and faster, like a faint wave slowly stirring.

Finally, a series of booming sounds were produced, vaguely resembling waves crashing against the shore.

[Joy arose within the Water Soft Fist; it grasped that fleeting moment of emotion and inspiration, and its understanding of its innate first form, Soft Wave, finally sublimated, achieving mastery of Soft Wave.]

[After the initial joy, Shui Rouquan also realized that the Soft Wave Fist's manipulation of power and blood was merely laying the foundation for the eruption of power at the fourth level of martial arts. The fourth level of martial arts is called Hard Force, which aims to enable martial artists to unleash powerful and thunderous punches. To truly break through, one still needs to unleash the power regulated by the Soft Wave Fist, transforming the soft power into a hard and strong state.]

To achieve this, Shui Rouquan knew he needed to fully comprehend the second move of the Seven Forms of Shui Rou: the Roaring Strike.

[Water Soft Fist begins to recall, Water Soft Fist begins to ponder, and another inspiration arises... Water Soft Fist decides to begin practicing while simultaneously contemplating...]

"No wonder Brother Zhang was able to become a martial arts master. He gets up at the crack of dawn and practices until late at night. You know, hard work pays off."

"Brother Zhang is still too young and doesn't know how to enjoy life. If I become a martial arts master, I'll go to that theater every day to watch Xiao Taohong perform. Anyway, I'm already that powerful, so I should enjoy life."

"Pah, you old codger, what kind of daydreams are you having all day? You think you're so great?"

The neighbors looked out their windows late at night and saw Zhang Qingshan still practicing diligently, and they couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

[Water Soft Fist suddenly felt a connection with the second move, the Roaring Stance, and officially entered the beginner level... Water Soft Fist felt fatigued...]

Time continues to move forward.

One day, two days, three days...

In the sheds and courtyards, the joyful atmosphere was always short-lived; more often, it was filled with hardship and suffering.

Old Liu occasionally sighed, saying that the new boss was even more ruthless than Master Ma in his dunking.

Old Liu was sighing, thinking that if Master Ma hadn't made things difficult for him, things wouldn't have been so bad. He also mentioned that Wang Quan from the labor team was now getting cocky, boasting every day that his nephew was a martial arts genius and would definitely be a very, very important person in the future.

Mr. and Mrs. Xu also looked dejected. They had heard rumors that the Little Green Gang had tasted the benefits after increasing the commissions charged to merchants across the street.

The gang members and thugs below began to target street vendors, spreading rumors every day about which street vendors had been vandalized, causing them great anxiety.

Old Wang and his wife worked from dawn till dusk collecting night-blooming jasmine, which the gang members generally found unlucky. However, they also had their worries: firstly, they had gained a competitor, and secondly, their son, who was working as an apprentice at the restaurant, seemed to be having a rough time.

Widow Xie was worried when she heard that the families she worked for were considering layoffs. Bai Xiaochun mentioned that the martial artist at the rouge shop where she worked had been injured, and she was worried that the rouge shop would be implicated or exploited by the Xiaoqing Gang.

This is the norm for people at the bottom of society. Even a little peace doesn't last long; problems always arise here or there.

At the Qinghe Martial Arts School, people come and go every day, a mix of joy and sorrow.

Those with talent are a minority; the disciples who came after Wang Zhi were all ordinary people.

Wang Zhi did indeed have a different performance, as if he had a natural affinity for the Wave-Style Stance.

The first day of practice was bumpy, but the second day went smoothly. By the third day, I was able to assume the postures quite well and had fully grasped the basics. By the fourth day, and even today, the fifth day, it felt like I was becoming very familiar with it...

Just like now, Brother Changyueshan, who was on patrol, was very satisfied.

He patted Wang Zhi on the shoulder:

"Junior Brother Wang, you're doing very well. Keep it up! Based on your performance, you might master the first move in about half a month to a month and become a formal martial artist."

Wang Zhi was already very confident, and upon hearing the word "martial artist," he became even more excited: "Wang Zhi owes his success today to the guidance of Senior Brother Chang."

"Yes, practice. Ultimately, it depends on yourself." Chang Yueshan gave some pointers and then looked around.

He walked up to Zhang Qingshan and looked at him for a while.

He frowned and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, the seven forms of the Water Soft Fist should be learned one by one. This is not only a fighting method but also a training method. It requires a gradual approach. It would be better to master the first two forms first before trying to comprehend the third form, the Torrent Form. Otherwise, it will cause a misperception of the power flow and make it impossible to comprehend it in detail, which will hinder your martial arts growth."

Zhang Qingshan nodded and smiled, "Sixth Senior Brother, I also want to try to become one and get a feel for it."

Chang Yueshan shook his head, seeing that Zhang Qingshan didn't seem to care, and said, "You'll know once you suffer a bit."

On the other side, Wang Zhi looked at Zhang Qingshan's calm demeanor and seemed to realize something. A trace of heartache and resentment flashed across his face, and a sinister look appeared on his previously excited face.

Zhang Qingshan did not tell his sixth senior brother that he had completely mastered the first two moves.

I'll talk about it later. There are too many people around now, and I've already advanced to the next level in just five days. It does seem a bit too high-profile. Anyway, I have my senior sister's training notes, so I'm not worried about the later stages of martial arts.

[Shui Rouquan chuckled inwardly. "Sixth Senior Brother, you're not so great after all. Looks like you're not some peerless master after all. You couldn't tell I'd already reached the fourth level of martial arts. Heh, I'll hold back for now, and then I'll dazzle you all. Hmph, what kind of innate talent is this? You still need half a month to become a martial artist! You know nothing about the true innate Shui Rouquan physique!"]

[After the initial joy of Water Soft Fist, another inspiration struck, and the third move, Torrent Style, officially entered the introductory stage. He resolved that he would reach the proficiency stage today, no matter what. He wanted his senior sister to know that he was the only one worthy of...]

Zhang Qingshan remained silent as the will of the underworld descended, shattering Shui Rouquan's arrogance and illusion of invincibility.

As he pondered the insights gained from cultivation, a thought struck him, and the panel appeared.

[Host: Zhang Qingshan]

[Realm: Martial Artist Level 4 (Strength)]

[Talent: Chaos Enchantment]

[Spirit Enhancement Slot: Water Soft Fist]

[Backup materials: "Mighty Fist" and "Wave-Swept Stance Kung Fu"]

He was pleased with himself for mastering the Water Soft Fist. In just five days, he had mastered the first two forms, improved his martial arts level, and was satisfied with his own performance.

Zhang Qingshan could feel that his body and flesh had not only increased in strength by 200 jin compared to level three, but now possessed the strength of a thousand jin.

More importantly, there is a strong sense of power within the flesh and blood. As long as one gathers their energy, their limbs and even their body can unleash terrifying force and explode with a bang.

If he were to face that Black Mountain bandit group again now, there would be no need for a sneak attack. With a burst of power, even if the opponent was wielding a sharp weapon, they would be easily killed by his burst speed.