Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

"Although humans are acquired beings, they are indeed entrusted with the spiritual wisdom of heaven and earth. Our ancestors fought against heaven and earth, clearing away thorns and brambles, defying their innate nature to observe the world, and forging an endless path of extraordinary martial arts!"

The master spoke of the strange and mysterious foreign demons, gritting his teeth.

Speaking of the boundless nature of martial arts, yearning and admiring it, it seems as if they are expounding on the true pursuit of the Great Dao in their hearts.

Zhang Qingshan listened attentively.

As a martial artist, I couldn't help but imagine the smoke of war and the bloodshed, and the mighty dragon and elephant, in these words.

The power of the Transcendent Martial Master is breathtaking, like a steel beast. What kind of style and feeling must the Blood-Moving Master, who is above the Transcendent Martial Master, possess?

What about above blood transfusion?

The master stopped keeping them in suspense and began to explain: "Above the level of Blood Transformation is the Martial Arts Grandmaster, also known as the Qigong Grandmaster!"

"As the name suggests, it involves condensing the power of flesh and blood, combining it with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, ultimately giving birth to extraordinary energy, and cultivating unparalleled martial arts skills!"

"At this stage, one can strike horizontally a hundred paces away, traverse the void, transform into tangible weapons, and possess tangible energy that can cut through refined iron without being impervious to water or fire. Ultimately, it can even evolve into a phenomenon that destroys hills, earning the title of 'Boundless Qi Power, One Man Kills an Army!'"

"The power of Qi Gong at this level is already majestic and terrifying, but above this level, there is something divine, known as the realm of the Grandmaster of Divine Intent. It is no longer just about tempering the physical body, but about venturing into an unimaginable spiritual realm."

"The wonder of his spirit and will is like a legend among the people. The sword energy, fist energy, sword intent, and fist intent are just the beginning. Assassination and assassination are no longer effective. He can stroll leisurely in the midst of bullets and explosives. He can sense the cicadas before the autumn wind blows. He can determine a person's soul with a single glance. He can suppress an army with a single rebuke."

"Among them, the strongest is said to have an indestructible will and an immortal body. Legend has it that it can even be resurrected or possess another's body."

Just hearing these descriptions is enough to make one's heart flutter with longing.

This is practically indistinguishable from cultivating immortality; it truly resembles a myth or legend.

Zhang Qingshan felt a surge of joy; the stronger and more limitless the martial arts, the better.

If being reborn into a low-level martial arts world, with no fundamental difference from the mortal world of my previous life, then I would be disappointed.

Master Ji Feiyun spoke of these things with equal passion.

Throughout his life, he had imagined those great powers countless times, and the thought of them always filled him with excitement.

No martial artist can resist the attraction of those great forces, not through external means, but through a genuine elevation of their life level.

Zhang Qingshan also seemed lost in thought.

He worried that he might overdo it, and that his disciple might be intimidated by the endless and complex path of martial arts, becoming discouraged.

"Haha, but such beings are basically invisible. Most martial artists would never even hear of them in their lifetime, let alone encounter them. It's reasonable to call them legends."

"Even in the Mountain and River Sect, one of the eight major sects in the Divine Continent, such a person is rarely seen. It is said that there are only a handful of such people, and even the disciples rarely get to see them. I am just letting you know that such an incomparably majestic existence exists. You must not make any comparisons with him or belittle yourself."

The driver stood up from his seat and slowly walked to the lobby entrance.

"Let alone a Grandmaster of Divine Intent, even a Grandmaster of Qigong is an unimaginable figure. Not every disciple of a major sect dares to have such expectations."

Pointing to the two sentences at the entrance of the lobby, he read them aloud:

"Gazing afar at the mountains and rivers, I cultivate the spirit to shatter the seas!"

His face showed a sigh.

"These two sentences are not my original creations, but rather the dreams of countless disciples back then. Becoming a Qigong master is the highest aspiration for most people, and it was also my dream back then."

After saying that, he gave a bitter laugh and mocked himself.

"In reality, most people are already extremely fortunate to be able to reach the level of Blood-Moving Master. Among countless martial artists in the streets and alleys, they are top-notch figures. For example, your master, I stopped at the eighth level of Martial Master because of some reasons and insufficient foundation."

"So you need to know that all the things I've told you are just to broaden your horizons and let you know that the world is vast and boundless. It's not for you to look forward to those things right now. Don't be so impatient. Those realms are too far, too far away from you. Perhaps many years later, they will just be topics of conversation for you to tell your descendants."

"Your current goal is still to reach level 10 of martial artist as soon as possible, and then try to become a martial master by using the transcendent secret technique."

He looked at Zhang Qingshan seriously.

"Never get carried away by your little talent. I have seen many geniuses, but many either get stuck before becoming a martial arts master or become just an ordinary person after entering the martial arts master realm. As long as you have not reached the pinnacle, you must not be arrogant."

Zhang Qingshan also solemnly clasped his hands in greeting.

"As long as we are not invincible, Aoyama will remain humble and cautious."

"Invincible? You dare to say that so easily? Forget it, let's get back to the point and talk about our trump cards."

"My grandmaster was a world-renowned master of divine will. Out of pity for us disciples, he used his heart to pick up the brush and his will to write these characters, which contain the true meaning of martial arts. The paper itself was made by thinning and crumpling the skin of a demon beast, so even after decades, it still has the power of will."

"You have established a connection. The illusion you just experienced was due to the activation of the will within it. Keep this word with you from now on. If you encounter an insurmountable enemy, use the connection to draw out the true essence of martial arts within it. Within ten meters, you can suppress the opponent's will and interfere with their actions. Whether to fight or flee then depends on the situation."

Zhang Qingshan understood.

Then a thought struck me.

"Master, could this item be used to hone one's skills?"

"Haha, it is possible, but whether used against enemies or for oneself, there is only one chance. After all, this item is just one of the dozens of characters that the Grandmaster quickly wrote, not some peerless treasure that can be reused to protect the inheritance of a family."

Zhang Qingshan sighed in regret.

Otherwise, if you constantly apply this kind of pressure to your martial arts, and it also has that effect of prolonging the duration of training, then you'll take off immediately.

Realizing he had been too greedy, and knowing that Brother Wu was not stupid, he naturally wouldn't feel that sense of life-or-death threat after one or two times.

"Alright, put this away for now and don't tell your senior brothers or sisters, so as not to create any rift between us. Also, go out and call your fourth and fifth senior brothers and sisters."

Watching Zhang Qingshan's departing figure.

Ji Feiyun's eyes were complicated.

To be honest, the best approach for such a genius is to keep him/her in the martial arts school to prevent any accidents from happening.

Great powers always need to have protectors.

However, the betrayal of his once-proud disciple gave Ji Feiyun other considerations.

Even the most outstanding disciple should not be protected like a nanny, but should be sent out to face some storms and see what they are made of.

We also need to contribute something to the martial arts school to avoid raising ungrateful children who take everything for granted.

A short while later, three disciples arrived.

Fourth Senior Brother Zhang Mushan and Fifth Senior Sister Liu Mier looked at their master and could clearly sense that he was in a good mood.

She couldn't help but glance at Zhang Qingshan again.

He wondered to himself, "This seventh junior brother is quite good at pleasing our master."

"Since everyone's here, life must go on. Now, let me explain the arrangements."

"Mushan will continue to oversee the business. We must not be weak in our stance towards outsiders. We need to let people know that our martial arts school is fully confident, so as to avoid trouble caused by some petty people."

"Mi'er, you will also stay at the escort agency and manage its internal affairs. Take on any escort missions you are required to, but for large missions, we'll wait until your second senior brother returns."

The fourth senior brother was not surprised by his arrangements.

Fifth Senior Sister Liu Mi'er raised her eyebrows. "Master, what about outside the city? If we're not there to oversee things, those managers, servants, and even guards won't feel at ease. If this goes on for too long, things could easily change."

"Although Junior Brother Chang is a bit stronger than me, he is seriously injured now, and it won't be a short time before he can fight again."

As for the eldest sister, even if she recovers, it's impossible for her to go outside the city to oversee things.

As for the seventh junior brother, Zhang Qingshan, he had only recently entered the realm of dark power, so he was definitely not suitable.

"Haha, you are a girl after all. Your seventh junior brother is very kind and chivalrous, and volunteered to go outside the city in your place. Such brotherly love is something I am happy to see," the master said with a smile.

"What! Master, Seventh Junior Brother's strength is like that?" He glared at Zhang Qingshan, wondering what kind of spell the other had cast on his master.

The worst part is that he discriminates against himself because he's a woman, which makes him seem like a chauvinist and even more infuriating.

The fourth senior brother frowned, looking at Zhang Qingshan with a strange expression, as if deep in thought.

Fifth Senior Sister turned to Zhang Qingshan, clenched her fists, and her knuckles cracked.

"Hmph, Junior Brother Zhang, you're quite chivalrous, aren't you? Why don't you go to the training ground and see if this little lady can beat a grown man like you?"

The master of the academy, Ji Feiyun, glanced at his female disciple with amusement, thinking to himself, "You know nothing about true geniuses."

"Alright, let's not cause any more trouble. Everyone, get out of here. It's settled then."