Martial arts mastery? But I'm just a spoiled brat!

Actually, once the group went to the living room to drink tea and chat, they didn't talk much. Yan Qing didn't say much, lying lazily on the large wooden chair, looking somewhat drowsy.

It was Zou Qisi who spoke the most.

Zou Qisi has high intelligence and emotional intelligence, and she never makes the atmosphere cold. When she speaks, she will flatter while asking for information and intelligence that she wants to know.

Of course, she would also reveal some information that Dai Xinghai wanted to know during the process.

For example, her basic identities as Yan Qing's mentor Cao Xu, and her relationship with Li Cunxiao.

However, she didn't mention any information related to Yan Qing, and even when Dai Xinghai brought it up, she would gloss over it.

"Uncle-Master, I'm actually more curious about how you manage to conceal the traces of your martial arts cultivation so perfectly."

However, Dai Xinghai wasn't so curious about Yan Qing's identity; he was more curious about how Yan Qing managed to conceal the traces of his martial arts cultivation. So, during their conversation, he seized the opportunity to ask Yan Qing:

"I've also practiced and studied the Tiger Form in Xingyi Quan, but apart from its unique power generation, I haven't grasped its true essence. Is the true essence of the Tiger Form really that powerful?"

"What do you think is the true meaning of the Tiger Form?"

Yan Qing lay lazily on the recliner, seemingly asleep. Hearing Dai Xinghai's question, he propped his head up and glanced at Dai Xinghai, appearing as if he was about to yawn.

"My master said that Xingyi Quan is divided into three levels. Taking the tiger form as an example, the first level is the tiger in form and skeleton. Its core lies in the power of tendons and bones, which is unstoppable."

When Dai Xinghai heard Yan Qing's question, he thought about it seriously for a while before speaking. However, he did not make the topic too profound, because Yan Qing's understanding of Xingyi Quan was definitely at the grandmaster level. Otherwise, he could not have practiced the Tiger Form to such a superb level.

"Hmm, not bad, please continue!"

Yan Qing's head bobbed up and down.

The so-called "tiger in form" actually refers to imitating the most basic physical posture, power exertion, and momentum of a tiger.

"The second level is the Divine Tiger, whose imposing aura is overwhelming, giving it victory before the battle even begins."

At this point, Dai Xinghai couldn't help but frown and add:

"My understanding of this is that I need to learn the tiger's imposing presence, but..."

"Is it because you don't know what a tiger's aura is like? That's why you can't understand it?"

Yan Qing smiled and asked a question in return.

"Yes, yes, yes!!!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Xinghai nodded repeatedly. He could somewhat understand the first layer of the tiger form, the tiger in its physical form, but he couldn't quite grasp the second layer.

He could understand the imposing presence of the tiger, the king of beasts, which was meant to intimidate enemies. But how to achieve victory before the battle even began was something he couldn't quite grasp.

"Hmm, it's hard to say, hehe, would you like to try it out?"

Yan Qing nodded first, and then grinned at Dai Xinghai as if he had a mischievous sense of humor.

"Is...is that okay?"

Seeing Yan Qing's smile gave Dai Xinghai a bad feeling, but he was also extremely curious about the Tiger Form True Meaning, so after hesitating for a while, he finally asked.

"Why not? It's a small matter."

After Yan Qing finished speaking, his body swayed, and then he raised his head to look directly at Dai Xinghai, while reaching for the teacup beside him.

Dai Xinghai had expected Yan Qing to demonstrate some kind of action, so he kept his eyes wide open, not wanting to miss any of Yan Qing's movements.

However, in Yan Qing's eyes, neither his swaying nor his reaching out involved any skill or technique. The swaying seemed merely a way to lie down more comfortably, and the reaching for the tea was simply a matter of reaching for tea.

However, just as Yan Qing looked up, he subconsciously made eye contact with the other person.

"boom!!!"

However, that one glance made his eyes freeze, and his brain felt as if it had been hit by a hammer.

He only saw that Yan Qing's eyelids seemed to lift slightly as he looked up, but in that slight lift, he noticed a dramatic change in Yan Qing's expression.

Yan Qing's eyes were originally lazy, narrowed and lacking in spirit.

But as Yan Qing lifted his eyelids, his gaze remained unchanged, still lacking much sparkle, yet the feeling he gave Dai Xinghai was completely different.

Those lifeless eyes seemed to gain a touch of divinity for a moment. When they looked at him, it wasn't as if they were looking at a fellow human being, but as if a hunter were looking at prey, or as if a superior were looking at an ant. That condescending gaze made Dai Xinghai extremely uncomfortable.

Most importantly, Yan Qing's eyes were devoid of any emotion, and the way he looked down at Dai Xinghai carried an inexplicable murderous intent that sent chills down Dai Xinghai's spine.

The murderous intent contained in that gaze struck Dai Xinghai's mind. Those emotionless, condescending eyes magnified in his mind, beginning to occupy his entire being.

For a moment, his hands and feet went numb, his heart raced, and he instinctively wanted to resist, but he found that his hands and feet were not under his control. They were only trembling slightly, but he couldn't lift them up at all.

"Da~"

It wasn't until Dai Xinghai felt a chill on his forehead that the pair of tiger-like eyes in his mind vanished instantly.

Dai Xinghai touched his forehead, then placed his finger in front of him and realized it was a drop of tea. Across from him, Yan Qing did not reach for the teacup, but instead withdrew his finger, with traces of water still visible on his fingertip.

Clearly, the tea stain on his forehead was from the tea that Yan Qing had just flicked onto his forehead.

When Dai Xinghai met Yan Qing's eyes again, Yan Qing's eyes were still lifeless, and her eyelids closed again, returning to a slightly squinted state. But at that moment, Dai Xinghai still felt a little thirsty.

"Did you get it? This is what it means to overwhelm with momentum, to win before the battle even begins. It relies on the tiger's aura and killing intent to seize the initiative. If the water droplets I just flicked contained any force..."

Seeing that Dai Xinghai had come to his senses, Yan Qing smiled and offered an explanation.

However, what he didn't say was that what he just used was not the ordinary Divine Tiger. After all, as a master of internal energy transformation, Dai Xinghai's ordinary tiger aura and killing intent could not completely intimidate him.

Just now, Yan Qing used the murderous aura he had cultivated from visualizing the 'White Tiger Elephant' to attack Dai Xinghai along with his restrained spirit, which was the only way to truly gain the upper hand.

Moreover, this preemptive strike will leave some shadow in Dai Xinghai's heart, and he will also retain some fear of Yan Qing. This can be described as winning before the battle even begins.

"Master Uncle is amazing! I, your junior disciple, am in awe!!"

After hearing Yan Qing's explanation and recalling his own body's instinctive reaction just now, Dai Xinghai was completely convinced this time.

"However, even the third level of the Tiger Realm, as mentioned by Grandmaster, doesn't seem to be able to conceal the traces of martial arts like Uncle-Master!"