Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

Sixth Senior Brother Changyueshan was delayed by something today, and thinking about what happened, he was in a bad mood.

After arriving at the martial arts school, he was thinking about some things while instructing his disciples.

Recalling what the mountain gang members said, although they had become arrogant, it seemed that this incident was indeed accidental and did not seem like a deliberate provocation against the martial arts school.

He chuckled inwardly, realizing he had become too sensitive; even if those people wanted to test the martial arts school, they wouldn't start with the ordinary disciples.

Suddenly a loud bang caught his attention, and then he saw Zhang Qingshan gently press down, causing the ironwood stake to explode.

A phrase flashed through my mind: "Silent and understated, yet subtle, it feels like a powerful and explosive strike!"

His expression was one of shock, and he blurted out, "This is hidden power!"

He ignored the disciples causing a disturbance nearby.

He strode up to Zhang Qingshan.

He looked excited.

"Junior Brother Zhang, is this internal force?"

Zhang Qingshan cupped his hands and said, "Sixth Senior Brother, thank you for teaching me the fist technique. After a period of hard training, I have gained some understanding and have managed to cultivate hidden strength."

"Good, good, good! Hard work is good, some enlightenment is good, good luck is good!"

The emergence of another outstanding talent from the martial arts school lifted Chang Yueshan's somewhat gloomy mood.

After laughing heartily, Changyueshan sighed again:

"When I watched you practice the later fist techniques a few days ago, I was thinking that you were too impetuous and would suffer. I didn't expect that I, Lao Chang, had underestimated your comprehension, junior brother. You are indeed a genius who can become a second-level martial artist with just the Mighty Fist. Impressive, impressive."

"Haha, who dares to say that my Qinghe Martial Arts School is in decline? Let them see that my school has one genius disciple after another. There is Junior Brother Wang with the Water Element Physique, which is perfect for my school's heritage. And Junior Brother Zhang, you have quietly comprehended the wonders of hidden power. This is the favor of heaven. The school's fortune is still there, and the inheritance is orderly."

In high spirits, he even looked at Wang Zhi.

"Junior Brother Wang, you should take your Senior Brother Zhang as your role model, cultivate diligently and forge ahead bravely. You must not indulge in those useless social climbing activities, otherwise you will regret it one day."

When Wang Zhi heard his sixth senior brother mention him, he quickly cupped his hands in response.

Then, a happy expression appeared on his face, and he bowed to Zhang Qingshan.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Zhang! You are a man of great talent and insight. I admire you from the bottom of my heart. I wish you continued success in your martial arts career. It is an honor for our martial arts school to produce so many outstanding talents."

Chang Yueshan nodded and grabbed Zhang Qingshan's arm.

"Come on, Junior Brother Zhang, let's go pay our respects to Master and Senior Sister. This is great! My martial arts school has gained new inner disciples, and I, Lao Chang, am finally free."

Zhang Qingshan was taken aback, suspecting that his sixth senior brother was so happy because of that last sentence.

I saw Zhang Qingshan and his sixth senior brother heading towards the inner courtyard of the martial arts school.

The joyful smile on Wang Zhi's face faded, replaced by a shifty, unpredictable expression, and a certain twisted quality.

His eyes showed a great deal of shock, but not a trace of genuine joy; instead, they held jealousy and resentment.

"Didn't they say I was the real genius? He's just average, what makes him so special? He's at level six Dark Force, and it's only been a short time! What makes him so special?!"

Not only him, but also many of the young men and women living nearby were envious.

The young master of the Zhou family tried to open his fan several times, but it didn't open smoothly.

Even within the Zhou family, a master of hidden power is no longer an ordinary guard; the Zhou family must treat them with respect. Only after becoming a master of hidden power can a Zhou family disciple have a real voice within the family.

Jiang Yuanjian, the son of the county magistrate, was the same. His eyes twitched. He knew that this peasant had been a level two martial artist when he came. It had only been about two months. He hadn't even stepped from level four to level five yet, while the other party had become a level six expert without a word.

Compared to this, the gap is too big, unreasonable, and makes me feel like trash.

If I become a master of hidden power, will my father, who looks down on me, become more friendly and invest more in me?

The other wealthy disciples were all in the same boat, and those who were only moderately wealthy were even more envious and jealous, wishing they could be like them.

Looking at that figure, I wish I could take his place.

Other ordinary disciples felt less jealousy and more admiration and awe.

The gap is too big to feel jealous.

"Zhang Qingshan is going to become an inner sect senior brother. This is a big shot that I never dared to dream of. I guess I'll never become a dark force martial artist in my entire life. Sigh, comparisons are odious."

"The key issue is that this is too fast. Senior Brother Zhang's growth rate is too fast. Is this what genius is? But I still can't help but ask him, is this reasonable? Is it in accordance with martial arts principles?"

"We were told that martial arts should be learned step by step, so why does it seem like Senior Brother Zhang just flew away? Isn't Senior Brother Zhang's hard training a bit too easy?"

"Haha, you know what? I even gave Brother Zhang a leg of lamb, and he thanked me."

In short, the entire outer courtyard martial arts arena was instantly filled with a variety of complex emotions.

There was a brief silence, followed by various discussions and sighs.

Some remained silent, then became even more diligent, focusing intently on their stances and punches.

......

"Junior Brother Zhang, to be honest, I was just excited when I was excited. Now that I've calmed down, I'm even more shocked than before. It's too fast, too fast. Your growth rate is too fast. Even Junior Brother Wang Zhi, with his talent, would need at least three to five years to become a Dark Force martial artist. I don't understand, I don't understand at all."

Chang Yueshan looked at Zhang Qingshan with a complicated expression.

"Although the breathing techniques and energy transformations that follow will be more difficult, if you can maintain even a little bit of your comprehension, you might surpass me in no time."

"Haha, perhaps one day I will also have to respectfully call you senior brother."

Zhang Qingshan was puzzled.

"Sixth Senior Brother, are inner disciples the same as outer disciples?"

"No, that's not it. Inner disciples are still based on the principle of first come, first served. What I'm saying is that with your growth rate, you might become a personal disciple and be taught the transcendent technique. If I'm still just a martial artist at that time, I'll naturally have to call a personal disciple 'senior brother'."

He smiled and gave another example:

"Originally, there were three senior brothers and sisters in the inner sect. The current senior sister was only the third senior sister back then. The other inner sect brothers and sisters started from fourth in rank, while I was always ranked twelfth."

The sixth senior brother sighed.

"That is, some misfortunes happened. The third senior sister became the eldest senior sister, and the inner sect only had five disciples left, from the second to the sixth. You entered the inner sect, so you became the seventh junior brother. If one day you can become a body refinement expert and break through the natural limits of flesh and blood, you will naturally become the senior brother."

Zhang Qingshan understood a little.

"By the way, your home..." Chang Yueshan wanted to say something more, but his eyes flashed and he simply stopped talking.

After walking for a while, a series of thumping sounds came from behind.

Before Zhang Qingshan could ask, the sixth senior brother laughed and said, "This is the eldest senior sister practicing her skills."

After turning a corner, you can see the senior sister's hands, arms, and legs lashing against what appears to be steel ridges made of sharp blades.

The sound I just heard was from the collision of those smooth, white hands and arms with the blade.

Zhang Qingshan was dumbfounded.

Flesh and blood clashing with sharp blades is beyond the comprehension of carbon-based life forms.

This is the way of martial arts in this world. No wonder that after achieving mastery, even inner disciples have to call them senior brothers and sisters.

Seeing Zhang Qingshan's shock, Chang Yueshan seemed to see the expression on his face when he first witnessed the power of a body-refining expert.

"How about it, Junior Brother Zhang? Shocked, aren't you? Martial artist level ten, also known as divine power level ten, is essentially an increase in strength. But even if you play with strength to the extreme, it only means that you are stronger, and your muscles and flesh are tougher and stronger, so you can suppress your enemies with speed and strength."

"Only those who have transcended limits can break through the true limits of the human body and make their flesh and blood extraordinary, just like Senior Sister. Ordinary people or even ordinary martial artists cannot harm her in the slightest, even with sharp weapons."

The sixth senior brother both longed for it and showed off.

The eldest sister also overheard this conversation.

Stop your practice.

"Sixth Junior Brother, it's not as exaggerated as you say. You should know that even sharp weapons are refined in various ways, such as being forged a hundred times, a thousand times, or even blood-forged. If you become a Body Refining Martial Master in the future, you must not be so arrogant. Even those foreign devils' firearms come in various types, some with high firing rates and kinetic energy, and some even more powerful ones called extraordinary weapons. It is said that even those who have reached the Body Refining level may perish. The world is vast, and the sharpness of foreign objects should not be underestimated."

After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Qingshan behind him and frowned.

"But what's wrong?"

"Senior sister is right, but if I, Lao Chang, could ever reach the Martial Master level, I'd be laughing in my sleep. Hehe, I wouldn't be able to help but be proud and arrogant." After saying that, he pulled Zhang Qingshan along as if presenting a treasure.

"Senior sister, Junior Brother Zhang is a true prodigy. He has now entered the realm of Dark Force. Our martial arts school will have another inner disciple."

"What! How is this possible!" The eldest sister was stunned for a moment, then shocked.