I will be stronger after the remake

Unfortunately, keeping such secrets is the underlying logic of Pan Chi, and they would rather die than reveal them. Zhou Canglan did not have the spiritual ability to read memories, and none of his companions or subordinates could either, so in the end, they had no choice but to kill him.

Gonggong is not Nezha, so slaying the dragon wouldn't have any dramatic effect. Even if Zhou Canglan had the best temper, a little over a month would be enough for him to lose his temper. Therefore, whether it was to vent his anger or to make amends, he had no reason to let go of the Panchi's corpse.

So they skinned the dragon, pulled out its tendons, and dismantled its bones, going through the whole process to extract every valuable thing from the corpse.

Once a monster dies, its flesh, bones, and muscles lose their supernatural powers and become biological materials. For example, drinking dragon blood won't make you invulnerable to swords and spears; at most, it's more nourishing than pig's blood or duck's blood. Ordinary people who drink it will have nosebleeds.

The dragon bone is as hard as steel alloy, but it is dense and heavy, not as good as special alloys, let alone magic weapons. So we just threw it to the sealed cultivator in the team and saw if this "craftsman" could make use of the material and turn waste into treasure.

The only things that have real practical value are the dragon skin and tendons, but dragon tendons are not good to give as gifts because there are taboos associated with them.

Back then, Nezha caused a flood to Chentang Pass after giving away the dragon tendons, and he ended up having his bones cut off and returned to his father. This shows that such an act is ominous.

Psionicists are among the people who care most about superstition and also care least about it.

If the superstition is about "what you do will attract a certain monster," a psychic will just laugh it off, thinking it's a good opportunity to try and see if they can exorcise the demon, have a lucky encounter, or deal with things like Ouija boards or weasels.

If the superstition is about "what you do will bring bad luck," a spiritualist would rather believe it than not. If it is a superstition with a story or source, then one must be even more cautious and not try it rashly.

After much deliberation, the only thing they could give away was dragon skin. Fortunately, the dragon's body was large enough that the skin could be more than enough to sew a set of clothes for each person.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Ping started trying on the clothes. At first glance, he thought the size was wrong and that it would be too restrictive. However, it turned out to be stretchy and could be adjusted to fit his body shape.

"It has very poor breathability, almost comparable to a latex suit, but the warmth retention is excellent. I feel that even in winter when the temperature is below zero, wearing just this set of clothes would be enough."

With Tang Ping's control over her body and her perception of the outside world, she can easily test the performance of clothing.

He then transformed the Ruyi Iron into a sword and tried to slash, chop, and thrust it. He discovered that without using spiritual energy, even with all his might, he couldn't break through it and could only leave a mark.

A full-force thrust can pierce through, but it doesn't go through all at once; it requires sustained force to slowly penetrate. In actual combat, it's practically impossible to give the enemy that opportunity unless you're captured alive.

Finally, the screen was tested for waterproofing, fire resistance, and electrical discharge performance, and it scored almost full marks in all three areas.

Even if it is soaked in water for half an hour, as long as you take it out and wipe it with a towel, you can't see any wetness.

The exact ignition point is unclear, but it cannot be ignited by the flame of the gas stove, and there are no traces of burning.

If there is no tingling sensation when directly touching the bare wire, it can be identified as an insulator.

"Although it doesn't have any special effects and can't be called a treasure, it's still quite good. In a sense, it can be considered a high-tech product."

As for what kind of high technology it is, it is of course biomaterials technology, a generous gift from nature.

After carefully tidying up the clothes used in the experiment, Tang Ping pondered a question: which spiritual martial art should she teach Yuan Ji?

It's quite ridiculous, really. He had clearly promised Ling Chong that he would teach Yuan Ji, but when it came down to it, he found that there was no suitable martial art to teach him. He could only steer the conversation away by teaching Yuan Ji the Wild Bull Stance.

Yuan Ji's weapon is a halberd. Of course, the halberd can also be used as a spear, and Yuan Ji's Baji Spear is indeed quite good. However, Tang Ping currently only knows one set of Zen Sea Saber Technique and half of Tai Chi Sword Technique, neither of which are suitable.

As for not teaching weapons and instead teaching hand skills, don't forget that spiritual martial arts all have attributes. For example, the Brahma Wheel Breaking Boundary Finger belongs to Buddhism, and Tai Chi belongs to Taoism. They need spiritual power of the corresponding attribute to unleash their full power.

Tang Ping's Brahma Wheel Breaking Boundary Finger was conceived long ago, and recently, inspired by the "Great Compassion Palm of the Tathagata," he created two more unique moves on the original framework.

In contrast, spiritual martial arts based on the principles of Tai Chi have yet to form a systematic approach, consisting of only a few scattered moves, making their development extremely difficult.

Tang Ping believes that the source of the difference between the two is his spiritual personality. His spiritual personality "Bhikkhu" gives his spiritual power a Buddhist attribute, which can be called Buddhist power in the context of cultivation novels.

If he had chosen the spiritual level of a Taoist or alchemist, the situation would likely have been reversed.

Yuan Ji's spiritual nature is neither Buddhist nor Taoist, but demonic, so it would be inappropriate to teach her any kind of martial arts.

"Where can I find easy-to-learn demon martial arts?" Tang Po pondered for a while. "If only there were mythical ruins similar to Guiyuan Temple."

Unfortunately, even after logging into the intranet to search, he still found nothing.

"We can't just create a martial art specifically for her, can we?"

Tang Ping thought about it and felt that even if he really did it, it would probably be difficult to succeed. Just as he was stuck when creating Taoist martial arts, the same situation would definitely occur if he created demon martial arts, unless he came up with a few unique moves to fool people.

"Wait a minute! It seems that the Ultimate Thunder King Fist has no attribute requirements. When that imaginary monk used his ultimate move, he did not use Buddhist power, and what he emitted was a pure destructive aura."

Of course, Tang Ping has not yet mastered this martial art, not even to the point of being a beginner. It was just that he suddenly had an inspiration that made him feel it was worth trying.

"Judging by the time, it will take Yuan Ji at least half a month to adapt to the Transformation Realm. It seems that I need to master this martial art within the next half month. I hope that feeling of 'when the time is right, heaven and earth will lend their strength' can still come."

……

Yuan Ji adapted to the transformation of internal energy much faster than Tang Ping had anticipated. In just ten days, he had already grasped the secret to transforming internal energy from hard to soft, achieving a state where "not even a feather could be added, and not even a fly could land." The visual effect of this performance was comparable to spiritual energy, making Ling Chong drool.

However, instead of begging Tang Ping to teach her spiritual martial arts, she looked back and examined what she had learned in the past.

Looking back and analyzing from the perspective of mastering internal energy, I found many areas for improvement. It was as if I had entered a new world, and I was so busy that I couldn't take the time to learn spiritual energy martial arts.

Therefore, Tang Ping had ample time to verify his inspiration, and eventually he actually succeeded in making it work.

"Machine King Fist, why is the name of this martial art so strange?"

Yuan Ji was thrilled to hear that Tang Ping was finally going to teach her spiritual martial arts, but a strange expression appeared on her face after hearing the name of the martial arts.

"After all, it's a spiritual energy martial art, so it's normal for it to be unusual. Besides, the strength of a martial art has nothing to do with its name. Putting aside existing knowledge, would you have thought of the Sunflower Manual as some kind of powerful martial art when you first heard about it?" Tang Ping asked rhetorically.

“That’s true,” Yuan Ji nodded, then said impatiently, “Teach me quickly, whether it’s the Machine King Fist or the Gundam Palm, I can’t wait.”

"The core of this martial art, 'Machine King Fist,' lies in using spiritual energy to mimic firearms, emphasizing destruction and seeking swift kills..."

As the name suggests, "Machine King Fist" is a simplified version of "Ultimate Goku Goku Machine King Fist". It is a spiritual martial art that Tang Ping deduced based on his rudimentary understanding of the latter. Its power is only average, but its advantage lies in that it has no requirements for spiritual attributes, so anyone can practice it.

Tang Ping first explained the essence of "Ji Wang Quan" to Yuan Ji, then stretched out his hands, imitating the action of holding a gun, with his index finger pointing at the blue stone three zhang away.

"boom!"

A sharp sound tore through the air, and an invisible finger force shot out like a bullet, blasting a deep crater the size of a bowl into the surface of the bluestone, sending fragments of stone flying everywhere.

Yuan Ji's pupils dilated slightly, and his long legs involuntarily leaned forward, as if he could feel the sharp force piercing through the air.

"This move is called 'Finger Flicker,' which uses the finger as a gun and the force travels in a straight line, like pulling a trigger. If you know how to use hidden force, it will be very easy to use, so it can be fired quickly in succession."

Tang Ping flipped his wrist and tapped three more times, the three finger strikes forming a line that snapped a locust tree as thick as a bowl in half.

Yuan Ji blurted out, "It looks like Lingwan from Yu Yu Hakusho."

Tang Ping exclaimed in surprise, "You've actually read such an old comic? You weren't even born when this comic was serialized, were you?"

"Yes, I've loved action-packed anime since I was a child."

Yuan Ji readily admitted it without feeling embarrassed.

Next, under Tang Ping's guidance, she learned how to channel spiritual energy and tried to amplify her strength with it. It took her almost two hours to finally get the hang of it.

Yuan Ji then struck a more standard gun-holding pose than Tang Ping, with his legs spread apart, his right hand pointing forward like a gun, his left hand gripping his right wrist, and his eyes fixed on the direction his finger was pointing. After moving his strength according to the steps, his knuckles turned slightly white.

boom!

A finger strike shot out, but after hitting the bluestone, it only shook the stone slightly, without even leaving a mark, let alone creating a dent.

"Wrong. The 'flint finger' technique doesn't use hard force, but soft force. It's like the rifling of a bullet, where the force spirals and accelerates within the body, eventually twisting together to achieve the penetrating effect."

Under Tang Ping's guidance, Yuan Ji pointed his finger again, and with a muffled thud, a shallow dent finally appeared on the bluestone.

"Good, you've learned the core essence of this move. The next step is just a matter of proficiency. Moreover, the more spiritual energy it consumes, the greater its power. Theoretically, there is no limit. You can use it like a machine gun."

If it were someone else, they would indeed need to strike while the iron is hot and practice several more times before they could feel confident. However, Tang Ping had witnessed Yuan Ji's martial arts talent, which was not much different from his own. Since he had successfully used it once, he would not fail again.

"Then comes the second move."

Tang Ping spun around and leaped into the air, his palms slamming down as if gripping thunder. The air trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground centered on him. Fallen leaves within a three-zhang radius were lifted into the air by the shockwave and exploded with a deafening roar.

"With a pistol, there will naturally be a bomb. This Thunder Palm technique imitates the explosion of a grenade. The key is to wrap the hard force with the soft force, and the two forces must be used at the same time so that it will explode after leaving the body."

Yuan Ji took a deep breath, her legs pounding like a bull in the field, and she thrust out with both palms. But the force of her palms dissipated as soon as they left her body, creating a slight explosion that caused her own blood and qi to surge.

Tang Ping shook his head and said, "The key to this move is not pushing, but drawing."

He flicked his finger toward Yuan Ji's palm, and a warm current flowed along his meridians. He explained, "Imagine the force is a spark that ignites and explodes in the air."

This move was significantly more difficult, and Yuan Ji spent another two hours trying before he could barely get the hang of it.

"The core of 'Machine King Fist' is these two moves. Other moves are derived from these two moves, such as Machine Gun Finger and Sniper Finger. The former emphasizes speed, while the latter emphasizes force. Thunder Palm can imitate not only grenades but also landmines and missiles, only with some changes in the technique of applying force."

Just as Tang Ping was about to teach Yuan Ji the remaining advanced moves, Ling Chong received a phone call and then said to Tang Ping with a strange expression, "Your luck with women is about to change."

"How to say?"

“That celebrity Zhao Yeman is coming to visit the local Psychic Management Bureau. Among us, you are the only one who has ever interacted with her. It’s obvious that she’s here for you.”

Chapter 223 Swordsman

As it turns out, soup screens weren't that appealing.

Zhao Yeman did not come to visit the Jiangcheng Psionic Administration Bureau specifically. Her main purpose was to participate in a variety show in Wuhan to promote her upcoming film and television drama. Since she was already there, she decided to pay a visit as well.

At least that's what Zhao Yeman claimed on the phone, and Tang Ping wasn't narcissistic, so she naturally didn't think the other party was saying that on purpose because she was shy.

Arrogance has long since disappeared from the scene.

But regardless of whether they came specifically for the trip or just happened to be passing by, they are still guests, and Tang Ping, as the only host who had contact with them, had to greet them out of courtesy and obligation.

However, considering that it was somewhat inappropriate for her to meet the other party alone, Tang Ping simply invited Yu Shujiang along.

The two went to the TV station and entered the venue with audience tickets obtained from Zhao Yeman's agent, and sat in a seat with a pretty good view.

"So this is what the audience's perspective is like in those TV programs."

Yu Shujiang curiously looked at the glow sticks waving in the audience seats, then turned to look at the center of the stage, where the screen was flashing electronic patterns and several judges were talking in hushed tones.

Tang Ping looked up at the banner and read it in confusion, "So You Think You Can Dance? Sounds like a street dance competition?"

Yu Shujiang asked in surprise, "Brother, do you really not watch any TV programs at all? 'So You Think You Can Dance' is a dance reality show, not limited to street dance, all kinds of dance are fine, it can be considered a second-tier program. I thought that even if people of my generation haven't watched it, they've at least heard of it."

"You have a typical 'I am the world' illusion, thinking that what you and the people around you take for granted applies to the whole country. If this rule were true, then everyone in the country would be eating noodles while walking."

"Hey, don't people from other places do that?"

"Even if they knew how, they wouldn't do it. Pancakes and steamed buns are one thing, but for foods like noodles, most people would rather find a place to sit down and eat."

After exchanging a few words, rhythmic electronic music soon filled the stage. Several contestants, dressed in fluorescent bodysuits, kicked off the event with a difficult Thomas Flair, eliciting cheers from the audience.

Next, the abbot went on stage and guided the program according to the script.

When the first contestant came on stage, Yu Shujiang curiously leaned out, her eyes sparkling as she stared intently at the stage, her body swaying gently to the rhythm of the music.

Tang Ping watched the contestants on stage perform sliding steps, locking moves, and other actions with a blank expression. The smooth transitions and powerful physical expressions drew enthusiastic applause from the audience.

It must be admitted that these contestants on the show are all quite talented and not just there to fill a spot. After all, unlike singing, which can be improved with post-production audio editing, dancing is not something that can be salvaged even by the most skilled editors if the dancer's skill level is lacking.

Some contestants showcased their flexibility through undulating body movements, while others used props to create innovative choreography, resulting in a number of eye-catching works.

But Yu Shujiang sat back down halfway through the first performance. After watching three or four more performances, she couldn't help but say, "That's the downside of being a psychic. Once you realize that you can do the same things as the performers, you easily lose interest. Only those performances that use creativity as a selling point are somewhat interesting."

Even though she was only a first-stage psychic, Yu Shujiang's only awakened spiritual personality was Chang'e. In the public's perception, Chang'e was a skilled dancer, and this subtly influenced her.

As the performance continued, Tang Ping's expression became increasingly indifferent, only occasionally mechanically clapping along with the others. It is worth mentioning that there were several staff members from the production team next to the audience who would guide the audience to clap when instructed by the director.

When another contestant finished their performance with a common robotic dance move, Yu Shujiang slumped into her seat and muttered, "If I had known it would end like this, I would have preferred not to come. At least I could have kept some mystery."

At this moment, the host, microphone in hand, strode briskly to the center of the stage and introduced, "The next contestant is no ordinary one. She is a rare 'rising star' in the film and television industry. In several period martial arts dramas such as 'Sword Shadow Jianghu' and 'Heroic Heart,' she has won countless fans with her fluid and graceful martial arts moves! She can easily handle high-difficulty wire stunts and visceral fight scenes, making the audience exclaim that they are seeing a real martial arts hero! And today, she will bring her unique martial arts charm to our dance competition stage! Let's welcome—Zhao Yeman—with the warmest applause!"

This time, no staff were needed to guide them. The fans holding promotional signs immediately erupted in thunderous applause and cheers, and the cameras promptly focused on them.

The next moment, the spotlight on the stage suddenly focused, and Zhao Yeman, dressed in a black outfit with a scarlet ribbon, came to the center of the stage. The sword-shaped accessory at her waist drew a neat arc as she moved, and the music of the guzheng version of "Ambush from Ten Sides" began.

Zhao Yeman's first move was earth-shattering. She stepped forward with her left leg in a bow stance, thrusting her right palm diagonally with a sword-like finger, while her body rotated 180 degrees around her hip joint. This move incorporated the movements of the "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun" sword technique, allowing the rhythm of the joint vibrations to precisely hit the drumbeats.

Tang Ping, who had only paid attention to the technique out of consideration for her colleague, suddenly brightened up: "This is the starting stance of Wudang sword. It looks like she has mastered it. She has integrated swordsmanship and dance, and she has obviously put a lot of thought into it."

Yu Shujiang also watched with great interest, especially the climax. Zhao Yeman suddenly leaped into the air and, with the skill of a gymnast, spun 360 degrees three times in succession. When her toes touched the ground, she even stepped on the stage screen and created spider web-like cracks in the light and shadow. Her feet moved quickly and alternated rapidly with the method of "lotus step", leaving residual light trails on the ground.

Then, when Zhao Yeman completed a powerful set of krump dance moves, she pushed out both palms in quick succession, causing the airflow lights in front of the stage to shake violently, creating a visual effect similar to palm wind, which made the audience stand up in amazement.

Others might think it was the effect of a prop or mechanism, and marvel at the perfect timing, but Tang Ping saw it immediately: Zhao Yeman had clearly used the "Splitting Palm" technique, achieving her goal with sheer force from a distance.

Finally, Zhao Yeman used the "Hawk somersault" followed by the "Upside-down hook," supporting herself with one hand on the ground and sweeping her legs over her head like whips, forming a perfect horizontal line. With the help of the "knight's" agility, she completed a freeze-frame that exceeded the limits of human capability without any protection.

As the last note faded, Zhao Yeman gracefully concluded with a "sword-holding" pose.

In an instant, a deafening roar of cheers erupted from the audience, the sound almost lifting the roof off the studio. Viewers rose from their seats, waving their arms, screams and cheers rising and falling.

In a corner of the audience, Zhao Yeman's fan club, dressed in matching outfits, held up light boards with her name and photo printed on them, and tears of excitement glistened in everyone's eyes.

"A graceful figure, a swan in the sky! Zhao Yeman, you are the best!"

Fans chanted cheers in unison, their unified voices echoing throughout the studio. Many fans wiped tears from their cheeks with tissues as they shouted, their faces beaming with pride and joy. Some fans even hugged each other excitedly, repeatedly exclaiming, "So amazing!" and "She did it!" as if their own star had already won the championship.

Tang Ping and Yu Shujiang were not surprised, after all, Zhao Yeman had "cheated" in a sense, using her superhuman physical abilities to deliver a devastating blow.

As expected, Zhao Yeman won first place, and her fans were once again moved to tears.