Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

When they really grow up, that will be terrible.

If one or two times more strength were added, wouldn't it be possible to uproot trees and lift tripods?

This prediction is based on evidence.

There were quite a few children around ten years old in Cheng Yuanhua's martial arts arena.

Normally, children like this lack strength, but as long as their bodies are not depleted and they practice properly, it is easy for them to double their strength as adults.

Li Xin's condition was initially thought to be that of a nimble lynx. It turned out he was a tiger's offspring.

Double the surprise!

“Master, actually… my surname is Li, and my given name is Li Xin.”

Li Xin looked at Wang Jingya somewhat embarrassed.

The girl looked disheveled, with a hint of resentment in her eyes.

It made him feel as if he had done something utterly rebellious.

"Haha, a pseudonym, a pseudonym is good. It's a good thing to be more careful when you're out and about and not get scammed."

Cheng Yuanhua was slightly taken aback, and almost burst out laughing.

Li Xin looked slightly embarrassed and added, "Also, I'm not ten years old anymore, I'm twelve. All these years, I haven't grown up properly because of poverty."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Xiaoyue, who was being led by Zhuang Hongxiu.

I'm alright, but that girl is really underdeveloped.

"No wonder you're so thin. You're all bone and almost no muscle. Don't worry, as long as you take good care of yourself, you'll get stronger and taller soon."

Cheng Yuanhua's voice softened without him even realizing it.

He's young and malnourished. To exhibit such symptoms in such a sickly state is truly remarkable.

It's easy to understand just how extraordinary this disciple's innate talent truly is.

The group then entered the Cheng family courtyard, where Cheng Feiyan personally poured tea, witnessed by Wang Jingya.

Li Xin offered tea as a sign of his apprenticeship.

After the ceremony, the two parties officially established their relationship.

There weren't any red tape...

Afterwards, Li Cheng, Zhuang Hongxiu, Xiaoyue, and the others happily came to pay their respects before returning home.

Li Xin was left alone to learn boxing at the Cheng family's school.

This time, Wang Jingya didn't linger. She just glanced at Li Xin with reluctance before taking her leave.

Before leaving, he quietly said to Li Xin, "Brother Li, feel free to visit Yuanshun. It's not far ahead, you should know."

"Alright, alright, I'll ask Senior Sister Wang for guidance on swordsmanship later."

Li Xin chuckled and agreed.

I thought to myself, this young lady is really persistent.

Luckily, I'm not that old, otherwise I would have thought she had some other intentions.

"Disciple, do you know why my previous palm strike was engulfed in flames?"

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Chapter Twenty-Two: Eight Seasons, One Drawing

"Please enlighten me, Master."

This is precisely what Li Xin couldn't understand.

In his previous life, he had never seen any book that mentioned martial arts at this time having elemental attacks.

After all, martial arts is not about cultivating immortality, and you can't actually develop true qi; that's something novelists do.

Martial artists of that era were rumored to possess formidable skills unmatched by later generations.

For example, cutting off blood vessels and severing pulses, or injuring people with hidden attacks... When one reaches a level of mastery that is truly divine, one can even sense danger.

It can also exert its full strength, ensuring that not a single mosquito can land or a feather can be added.

Their ability to listen and detect the enemy is integrated into their daily lives, rendering any sneak attack meaningless.

But no matter how you look at it, shooting out flames is a bit excessive.

"Actually, it wasn't that my palm technique was so powerful that it could generate flames; what I released earlier was a hidden Yang energy."

My Baguazhang skill was passed down from Master Dong. Years ago, he had a fortuitous encounter with a master who taught him the "Eight Changes of Cold and Heat Skill," from which he came to understand Baguazhang.

"Feet tread on the Bagua, palms divide Yin and Yang, diligently cultivate through the midnight and noon cycles, enduring raging fire and freezing ice. Simply put, this palm technique requires absorbing both extreme cold and extreme heat, integrating them into the blood and qi. With mastery, one becomes impervious to cold and heat, and one's power is naturally innate."

At this point, Cheng Yuanhua looked at Li Xin expectantly, wondering if he could grasp anything.

He didn't really have high hopes, after all, he was just a twelve-year-old child, and if what you said was too profound, he wouldn't understand.

Perhaps, since he doesn't even recognize words, the first thing to do is teach him academic subjects.

Li Xin didn't pay attention to Cheng Yuanhua's thoughts, but quickly understood and tentatively said:

"Could it be that Master previously used a hidden force, which was latent in the heart of the wood. After the force exploded and shattered the wood into powder, the blazing Yang energy in the force ignited the wood chips, creating the effect of burning flames?"

So, it seems our style of force is extremely fiery. The palm strike penetrates deep into the body, its power is immense.

No, that's not right. Yin alone cannot produce anything, and Yang alone cannot grow. If one goes down the extreme path of intense heat and yang, it is easy to cause an imbalance of the five elements and a host of diseases.

Moreover, they will also be short-tempered, impulsive, easily angered, and bloodthirsty…

As he said this, Li Xin felt a warm breath on his neck and turned to look at Cheng Feiyan.

The senior sister was breathing rapidly, her eyes wide open, and her face full of surprise.

"Junior brother, how do you know my father is short-tempered and easily angered? He has a terrible temper, and he hits people really hard."

"swallow."

Cheng Yuanhua blushed slightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and looked at Li Xin with admiration in his eyes.

"You can read?"

"Of course he can read. His little sister, um, that adorable little girl from before, always says, 'My second brother has the talent to become a scholar,' hehe..."

Cheng Feiyan was quick-witted and imitated Xiaoyue's words perfectly.

She had only been at it for a short while before she managed to coax Xiaoyue into calling her "sister."

Furthermore, he even made friends with the little girl by sharing some Yitang rice cakes.

He's definitely a social bull.

She didn't give up on befriending Zhuang Hongxiu either, and the group chatted enthusiastically.

If it weren't for the fact that the master's transmission of skills involved a lineage that required secret instruction, Xiaoyue and the others would still be reluctant to leave at this point.

"No wonder he has such amazing comprehension and can apply what he learns to other situations."

Cheng Yuanhua stroked his beard and chuckled: "Indeed, yin cannot produce life alone, and yang cannot grow alone. If I had understood this principle back then, I could have avoided some detours."

Although the practice of Cheng's Bagua emphasizes the Yang energy, the Yin and Yang aspects must not be biased during practice.

Remember, physical strength is merely an outward manifestation. In essence, it follows a path of harmony between softness and hardness, and the balance of Yin and Yang.

My senior brother, although more famous than me and extremely renowned among the powerful and influential, has also gone astray.

This has resulted in being stuck at the current level, unable to make any further progress.

Seeing Li Xin's confusion, Cheng Yuanhua carefully explained: "My Qianyang Bagua Palm technique is unknown to outsiders, but it uses a unique method to control the vibration of qi and blood to generate power."

First, the Yang Fire submerged deep, then it erupted like a volcano, with layers upon layers of endless power.

My senior brother's strength was cold, hard, rigid, and brittle... his power was like an ice spike or a cold sword, with extremely strong penetrating power.

A single palm strike is so powerful it's devastating and extremely difficult to withstand.

Therefore, he became taciturn and reserved, as if frozen in ice, and disliked interacting with strangers.

These words indirectly admit that he has a volatile and easily angered personality.

It doesn't usually show up; it's just that I've cultivated good manners over time.

To put it bluntly, it's about forcibly enduring it.

"To cultivate strength, one must first nourish the blood. Only when the body is strong will the strength be formidable. Your body is severely deficient, so you must not be impatient at this time. First, practice standing meditation to invigorate the blood and replenish your vital energy."

Feiyan, go and brew a dose of Nourishing Vitality Soup, using the maximum dosage. Xin'er, first learn the Cold Chicken Stance from me.

He truly lives up to his fiery temperament; though he doesn't show it in public, he's incredibly decisive and efficient when it comes to getting things done.

On the very first day of becoming an apprentice, he began to teach her his skills.

Cheng Feiyan went to prepare the medicine.

Cheng Yuanhua then instructed Li Xin to practice the Twelve Stances Method.

"The twelve stances are twelve static postures. Different stances have different effects. However, the ultimate goal of all stances is the same: to nourish the vital energy and strengthen the blood..."

They discovered that Li Xin could stand up quite well after just one look.

Cheng Yuanhua also fell slightly silent...

However, every now and then, he would channel a gentle force from his fingertips into Li Xin's body.

This allowed him to gradually adjust his posture and gait.

It's strange, really.

As the force passed through, all the incoordination in Li Xin's movements and the lack of flow of qi and blood were straightened out.

I felt a warm sensation rising from my feet, going straight to the top of my head, and then falling down, spreading throughout my limbs and bones.

I should be getting more and more tired from standing.

But as he stood there, he felt more and more comfortable all over.

A warm, gentle aura slowly spread through my body, like the sun warming my internal organs.

"This is the method of cultivation. Each school and sect has its own unique standing exercises for cultivating qi and promoting blood circulation."

The saying "Practicing boxing without internal strength training is a waste of time in old age" actually refers to this stance training.

It looks like they're practicing, but it's actually just nurturing.

Our internal martial arts school emphasizes seven parts nurturing and three parts training. Even at nearly a hundred years old, we can still have strong blood and energy, and maintain good strength, thanks to proper nurturing methods.

As for controlling one's qi and blood, and honing one's physical strength to defeat enemies, as long as one has a solid foundation and sufficient comprehension, it will come naturally.

This is the true transmission.

If it were a real child...

At this point, they probably wouldn't understand.

But Li Xin had lived two lives, and in his previous life he had been exposed to various martial arts styles and philosophies. He had even practiced Sanda, boxing, Muay Thai, and judo for a period of time.

That's why he was so deeply moved, feeling that every word was like a morning bell or evening drum.

They also understood the earnest meaning in Cheng Yuanhua's words.

Nourishing the body is a way to strengthen the foundation of health and enhance physical strength.

Although the improvement wouldn't be significant—for example, if I'm not mistaken—his master, Cheng Yuanhua, would only see his physical attributes improve by one or two times compared to an average person, which would be quite remarkable.

With sheer strength, one can easily lift objects weighing seven or eight hundred pounds, which is considered the highest achievement.

This is determined by a person's innate physical constitution.

But when he was young and working hard to make a living, being able to lift two or three hundred pounds was considered very strong and impressive.

From this perspective, his lifelong practice of stance training and boxing has had a significant impact, demonstrating his profound skill.

Of course, this is just a mortal's cultivation method, not a myth, so it's not bad that it has this effect.

What truly makes renowned martial arts masters famous is not how terrifyingly strong their physique becomes.

Rather, it's their method of application.