“Next time I get a chance, I’ll talk to my cousin!”
Shaking his head, Jiang Heng went straight to the training ground. However, he didn't look for his Third Uncle there, but instead found a master from the dart agency who was instructing the dart agency's apprentices and house servants.
There was at least one master teaching everyone at the training ground almost every day. Jiang Heng didn't shy away and directly consulted this master.
This master's surname was Sun, and his name was Sun Yi. He was an old dart master nearing fifty years of age. Similarly, his insights were like a Treasure Trove to Jiang Heng.
“Sun, you mean that Qi and blood depend on daily physical conditioning? And the explosion of Qi and blood leans towards the comprehension of martial arts?”
“That’s right! But I heard from Third Master that Young Master, you only started practicing martial arts a few days ago, yet I heard you haven't come to the training ground for practice in the following days. Young Master, if I may say something unpleasant, practicing martial arts requires perseverance. If you practice for three days and rest for two, Young Master, you might as well not practice martial arts at all!”
The old dart master reprimanded him sternly, making Jiang Heng break out in a cold sweat.
Indeed, these past few days, in order not to expose the abnormalities on his body, he had been cultivating diligently behind closed doors, all to avoid attracting attention.
He didn't expect to be misunderstood!
Helpless, Jiang Heng could only nod continuously, displaying a look of deep remorse.
In the eyes of Old Master Sun, it was indeed laughable for a Young Master like Jiang Heng to want to practice martial arts. Wasn't he just looking for trouble?
After asking a few more questions, Jiang Heng finally left, feeling satisfied.
Returning to his small courtyard, Jiang Heng immediately began to verify some of the old dart master's insights.
Afterward, while adjusting his breathing rhythm and his whole body's Qi and blood, he did not choose to punch according to the force exertion method, but instead began the most basic horse stance.
Previously, practicing the horse stance was just for ordinary Foundation Establishment and solidifying his own foundation. But now, with the guidance of the old master, Jiang Heng began to increase the difficulty, starting to circulate Qi and blood while maintaining the horse stance, and simultaneously using Qi and blood to cleanse the Impurities within his body and temper it.
He wondered if it was because this was the first time he had done so.
Jiang Heng only felt that the Qi and blood within his Meridians began to gradually boil. Moreover, they became increasingly violent, as if they wanted to stir up a huge wave within his body. The speed of circulation unexpectedly accelerated on its own, uncontrollably. His entire body began to turn red, hot steam started to emanate from his body surface, and sweat beads continuously seeped out.
However, at this moment, the warm current within his Dantian began to gush out, rapidly guiding the boiling Qi and blood.
And at the same time, it accelerated the tempering of his body!
Immediately, Jiang Heng felt a pleasant tingling and numbness throughout his body.
Jiang Heng gradually became engrossed in it, slowly entering a state of self-forgetfulness.
He forgot his surroundings, and even more, he forgot the rapid consumption of the warm current within his Dantian.
At this moment, Jiang Heng felt his body seemed to be growing stronger at a visible speed.
Again and again, it cleansed the four limbs and hundreds of bones within his body.
With the assistance of the warm current and the continuous tempering of his body, his Qi and blood began to grow immense. Some of the warm current later merged into the Qi and blood, helping to strengthen Jiang Heng's Qi and blood power.
...
After a long while, a full hour passed before Jiang Heng came back to his senses from this refreshing feeling.
But before Jiang Heng could savor the results of this session, the boiling sea of Qi and blood within his body seemed to once again unleash a monstrous wave. Jiang Heng felt as if his head had been struck by a giant hammer, dizzy and lightheaded from the impact of the Qi and blood, with a slight stuffiness in his chest as if he couldn't breathe. However, his body at this moment seemed to have broken through a layer of shackles, and his strength seemed to have undergone a qualitative leap.
“This is...?! ”
Stopping his horse stance, Jiang Heng stood up and calmed the boiling Qi and blood, then suddenly threw a punch!
Bang!
A slight explosion echoed in the air.
“Could this be...? Half-Ox Strength! An Initial Martial Artist?”
Jiang Heng was slightly surprised, but he wasn't sure yet. He came to the poplar tree again, clenched his five fingers, and burst forth with Qi and blood. At this moment, Jiang Heng was astonished to find that his total Qi and blood could actually stack five layers of Bloodline Fist!
Five layers of Qi and blood power erupted!
Boom! ~
A loud bang echoed throughout the small courtyard. Xiao Rou, who was tidying the bed in the house, and Lai Fu, who was waiting outside, both rushed over.
However, when they saw the poplar tree in the courtyard, which required one person to embrace to circle, now only half of it remained, the other half having toppled over, crushing one side of the courtyard wall.
After that punch, Jiang Heng's chest heaved violently.
“The description of this Bloodline Fist really didn't lie. One punch almost drained nearly fifty percent of my Qi and blood power! Two punches, and I'm afraid I'd become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!”
However, just as Jiang Heng was gasping for breath, the warm current within his Dantian once again surged out, actually restoring his Qi and blood to its original state in just one or two breaths!
This...
It could even restore Qi and blood power?
Jiang Heng was ecstatic. Didn't this mean that he could continuously use attacks of this level?
Jiang Heng could roughly estimate how powerful this punch was. An ordinary Initial Martial Artist possesses half-ox strength, equivalent to half the full charge of a wild ox.
When his Third Uncle split that huge willow tree, although the feat was remarkable, it relied more on the sharpness of the weapon.
And this punch of mine has five times the power of an ordinary Initial Martial Artist. Of course, Third Uncle also knows this move, but I imagine he can't continuously use this move. Once his Qi and blood are insufficient, he would fall into an absolute disadvantage, so perhaps that's why he switched to a saber later?
Jiang Heng thought to himself, but his fist felt a little sore, and some blood was slowly seeping from the skin, as if some bones had already fractured.
However, very quickly, under the cleansing of that warm current, Jiang Heng felt a tingling and numbness in his fist area. In just a few breaths, it had recovered by more than half.
It could even heal injuries?!
Jiang Heng was slightly surprised. It seemed that the Golden Finger within his body still had a lot of potential to be unearthed.
“It's just, should I practice a saber technique or a sword technique?”
Looking at the slight bleeding still coming from his fist joints, Jiang Heng pondered slightly.
“For now, I'll continue practicing my fists. Learning a weapon-wielding martial art is good, but the Bloodline Fist's several-fold explosive power wouldn't be able to be unleashed. I'll see later!”
Sighing inwardly, Jiang Heng temporarily ignored it, planning to wait until Bloodline Fist reached Major Achievement before making further plans.
“Young Master!”
Xiao Rou had recovered from her shock. Seeing the injury on Jiang Heng's hand, she quickly ran over, wiping it with a handkerchief and saying with a choked voice.
“Young Master, Xiao Rou will go invite a doctor right away!”
“Young Master, you wait here. Miss Xiao Rou, you take care of Young Master here, I'll go invite a doctor now!” Lai Fu was also startled. His brain couldn't comprehend how the Young Master, who had seemingly only practiced martial arts for a few days, could break a tree with one punch.
Jiang Heng shook his head: “It's just a minor injury!”
“That's still not good, a doctor needs to see it.” Xiao Rou insisted.
Jiang Heng was helpless. Although he felt fully recovered under the healing of the warm current, it was still good to have a doctor confirm it.
