Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

The world has been turned upside down, the earth has been transformed, and towering peaks have risen high, pressing down on our bodies.

I felt as if I had become Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and was about to be suppressed by the mountain.

Speechless, he thought, "Time travel? Did I time travel again?"

This was Zhang Qingshan's first reaction.

[Jiang Liu, in a state of panic, used the Four-Bend Breathing Technique. The mountain seemed insurmountable. Under this perilous situation, his breathing technique rapidly increased... The Three-Bend Breathing Technique advanced, advanced, advanced...]

The next moment, Zhang Qingshan was not crushed into mincemeat by the mountain.

Because the mountain fell on his back, making him feel constantly heavy, rather than being crushed to death.

It felt as if I was carrying a mountain on my back, and waves of heaviness, fatigue, and exhaustion kept washing over me.

It's exhausting and makes you feel like you're on the verge of collapse.

At the same time, the Spirit Empowerment System kept sending notifications, and the martial arts spirit was also constantly "striving" under this pressure.

"Stealing Heaven's Secrets" is back.

Xiao Cheng's Three-Break Breathing Technique is constantly making progress.

It was precisely this progress and the various insights gained from cultivation that, to some extent, helped Zhang Qingshan bear some of the pressure and divert some of his mental energy, preventing him from being overwhelmed immediately and allowing him to begin to think about some things.

In the midst of the sudden change, I slowly came to my senses.

I don't think I time-traveled. Rather, it was because of the thing my master took out that my blood dripped onto it, which triggered something.

Is this martial arts?

Or rather, this kind of martial art has already exceeded our current understanding!

The mountain peak was pressing down harder and harder.

Zhang Qingshan's breathing became more and more rapid. Even though he knew that his master would not harm him and that the mountain might be some kind of illusion, the pressure and pain were indeed rising in waves.

He vaguely knew that all he needed to do was give up completely.

Or, under normal circumstances, Zhang Qingshan's own mental state should have changed immediately from being startled.

But now, Brother Wugong has shared a lot of the burden.

[...The Three-Bend Breathing Technique is being enhanced......Below the mountain peak, a hundred rivers surge, vying for a sliver of hope. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appears, and the growth rate of the Three-Bend Breathing Technique continues to climb...]

[...improvement...improvement...]

It seems that Brother Wugong has encountered a stroke of luck.

In the midst of the crisis, Brother Wugong remained highly focused and pushed his potential to the limit.

It was inherently sensitive and perceptive, easily drawing parallels between different situations. Therefore, even under the pressure of that mountain peak, it developed unique insights, like rivers flowing into a single stream, forces converging, and strength being refined...

There's something special about this moment.

It's as if the time scale has been stretched out.

I could clearly see the mountain peak falling, but it also seemed to be falling forever.

This made him feel very uneasy, with a constant sense of panic and an endless crisis hanging over his head.

However, the spirit of martial arts seemed to have gained more time for enlightenment and cultivation.

Improve, improve, improve.

Growth, growth, growth.

Zhang Qingshan felt conflicted at this moment, as if he was about to collapse at any moment.

On one hand, there was the terrifying pressure that she knew might be a hallucination, but she couldn't escape. She could faintly hear her own flesh and blood making sounds as if it were collapsing and cracking. Waves of pain and pressure kept rising, and she couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.

On the other hand, there is the pleasure of improving one's skill and techniques.

He felt countless flashes of inspiration appearing, his rapid breathing improving and adjusting, and the power and energy within his collapsing body resonating and changing in a more harmonious way.

Two feelings, two extremes.

A feeling of utter despair and collapse, a feeling of exhilarating fulfillment.

It's quite tangy and refreshing.

Outside the illusion, in the main hall of the martial arts school's inner courtyard.

Ji Feiyun watched as this suddenly appearing genius disciple dripped blood.

Deep in his eyes, there was also a hint of anticipation, as if he were watching a good show.

Seeing Zhang Qingshan's blank expression, he was already anticipating the surprise of the other man's next gasp and shout.

He recalled the first time he tried it. At that time, he only felt the mountain pressing down on him, and then he was suddenly startled and cried out. The next moment, he realized that he was still in the same place, and it was just an illusion.

Logically, the apprentice should be the same.

However, Zhang Qingshan did not wake up immediately.

His blank stare remained unfocused, and the expressions on his face became increasingly varied.

It was a mixture of pain, stress, and a strange sense of satisfaction.

Ji Feiyun's heart was in his throat. Had something unexpected happened?

They both wanted to use external force to wake the other up.

Hmm! A strange sense of satisfaction?

Upon careful observation and sensing, it was discovered that Zhang Qingshan's breathing was rapidly adjusting and changing, and the energy and strength within his body seemed to be constantly circulating and adjusting.

There was a feeling that the opposing force was rapidly organizing, merging, integrating, and growing.

It seems as if the results of long-term practice suddenly manifested in a short period of time.

"That's strange, that doesn't make sense!"

next moment.

Zhang Qingshan's bones and flesh trembled, his vitality surged, his blood and qi increased, and various forces buzzed together. An invisible force surged out of his body and rippled.

Ji Feiyun's eyes widened.

"This is?"

Zhang Qingshan opened his eyes.

He looked somewhat bewildered.

"Master, what was that just now? But a long time has passed?"

Ji Feiyun stared at Zhang Qingshan's face, trying to see something in it, then hesitated for a moment.

"Only a few minutes!"

"But, do you have any other feelings?"

Zhang Qingshan was taken aback, then sensed it.

He glanced at the paper instinctively, cupped his hands in greeting, and looked quite surprised.

"Master, I think I've developed a connection with the character '镇' (zhen, meaning town/town). I have an instinctive feeling that it might trigger something!"

Ji Feiyun said expectantly:

"Anything else!"

"Yes, it seems like I just went through a very long time. I felt like the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting, and the mountains were pressing down on me. Then, I couldn't help but cultivate to resist the pressure between life and death. I should have entered the ninth level of whole force now."

After saying that, he stomped on the ground again.

The ground was calm, but after two breaths, the ground that Zhang Qingshan had just stepped on suddenly cracked.

This is the ninth level of martial arts – whole-body strength.

By integrating and fusing hard, soft, hidden, and powerful forces into one, the combined forces can integrate and reside within the target's body, either exploding immediately or taking effect with a delay.

Ji Feiyun took a deep breath.

"really!"

His face showed disbelief mixed with a sense of realization.

"Now I truly believe that you grew through your unique understanding, rather than through some miraculous encounter or elixir."

This time, he witnessed firsthand Zhang Qingshan's rapid growth under the influence of the town's will.

The realization comes right before my eyes; seeing is believing.

It hasn't even been half a month or a month; it's only been a few days, and level nine has already been achieved.

In just four or five months, he went from a level two martial artist to a level nine martial artist. Even the legendary geniuses with spiritual bones couldn't have achieved this much.

Compared to that, my talent, which I once thought was quite good, was worlds apart.

If I were younger, I think my resolve would waver and I would question the meaning of life.

Suppressing his excitement, Ji Feiyun looked at his disciple.

His expression returned to normal, and he nodded calmly: "Not bad, not inferior to your teacher back in the day! But don't be arrogant. Geniuses are as numerous as carp crossing a river, and there are countless others even more extraordinary than you!"

Zhang Qingshan wasn't particularly surprised that he had reached level nine. Even without the stimulation of the illusion just now, it wouldn't be long before he also mastered the Three Breathing Technique.

Instead, I was filled with curiosity about the piece of paper that had caused all of this.

I feel like I've discovered a whole new world.

I can't wait to find out the answer.

"Master, what was that just now?"

Seeing the surprise and curiosity on his apprentice Zhang Qingshan's face.

Ji Feiyun regained a little confidence.

In the past, he would have simply explained the purpose to his apprentice, telling him to ask fewer questions, focus on the present, and not be overly ambitious.

And now.

He felt he should talk more about it, so that his genius apprentice, who had fallen from the sky, would know how vast the world was, lest he become arrogant and complacent.

He stroked his beard and said, "I've vaguely mentioned this to you before. Above the Transcendent Martial Masters, there are Blood Moving Masters. Blood Moving Masters eventually cultivate soaring blood energy and wolf-like qi, and develop a Vajra Blood Body and the power of a dragon and elephant. They can roam freely throughout the world and find a place to stay anywhere!"

"but!"

Ji Feiyun looked at Zhang Qingshan.

"The master is not at the pinnacle of martial arts, nor is he truly at the top, much less a peerless figure who can overwhelm the world."

"Think about it, those foreign monsters came across the endless sea, claiming to have extraordinary industry, the favor of gods and demons, sky trains crisscrossing the sky, steel warships roaring, and extraordinary armor. They even have things like flesh and blood seed gene potions, sacrificial divine grace, and so on. It is said that they have already colonized many large island continents, but they have been battered and bruised in my Divine Continent, Great Yan, and can only slowly erode it through distant alliances and close attacks!"

"Why is that? It's because my Divine Continent Martial Arts are equally powerful, or rather, my Divine Continent Martial Arts are the truly orthodox path to transcendence. It is a vessel for self-cultivation to cross the world, without relying on external things. It fights against heaven and earth, cultivates life and nature, and cultivates the true self."