Dominating Martial King Chapter 244 - 244 194 Liu Ruoxi's Initial Cry!

244: Chapter 194 Liu Ruoxi’s Initial Cry!

_4 244: Chapter 194 Liu Ruoxi’s Initial Cry!

_4 However, this energy wasn’t true Inner Strength, but rather the so-called ‘Essence’, gathered by the most pure Spiritual Energy.

Absorbed from the Wild Toothed Pig at, it should have dispersed over ti.

At this mont, it was forcefully gathered to the Dantian by Zong Shou’s Guiding Technique.

It could strengthen the body, be converted into Inner Breath, repair injuries, and be transferred to aid others, with many uses.

In his past life, Zong Shou was able to overshadow hundreds of millions of players, and this Guiding Technique could be credited for a great part of his success.

Zong Shou ordinarily practiced inside the carriage, three tis a day.

Chuxue had already seen it many tis and, after a brief glance, lost interest.

Yiin Yang, however, was witnessing it for the first ti.

Just one look, and sparks of sharpness twinkled in his eyes, his gaze unshifting.

It wasn’t until Zong Shou had completed the entire set of the Guiding Technique that Yiin Yang’s sharp gaze finally softened, and he said indifferently, “I wonder, Princely Heir, where did you learn this set of movents?

With diligent and relentless practice, even if one may not beco a hero among n, one can still develop a strong and healthy body—”

Zong Shou nodded slightly in acknowledgnt of the learning experience, yet a hint of an unusual expression crossed his face.

In the past seven days, the only thing he knew was that he had once studied for a long ti at the very familiar Coastal Academy before being recently taken out by the two of them.

Moreover, with his experience and knowledge, he could not see the depths of Yiin Yang.

Composed and stable, with asured conduct, no matter how you looked at it, he did not seem like a re coachman.

After finishing the Wild Boar at, Yiin Yang and Chuxue each entered into ditation to regulate their breathing.

Their breathing slowly beca even, as if they had fallen asleep.

Zong Shou also sat down cross-legged and began testing out a basic ntal thod, converting the Essence within the Qi Sea into Inner Breath.

At first, he felt nothing unusual, but when the energy streams began to enter the ridians, he felt an intense pain throughout his body, as if ten thousand fine needles were being inserted at once, almost making him cry out in pain.

Zong Shou instinctively gasped for air, not wishing to disturb the two beside him, and forcefully endured it.

Only after so ti did the intense pain subside a little, leaving his front and back drenched in cold sweat.

“Indeed!

It’s due to the parallel ridians!”

With a flash of realization in his eyes, Zong Shou mobilized his Thought to return all the warm streams back to the Qi Sea.

He temporarily gave up on the idea of continuing to practice Inner Qi.

In the Cloud Realm, all clans based their cultivation on the Body ridian’s Nine Wheels.

Nine Wheel ridians circulate around the body.

When Zong Shou was circulating his energy just now, he distinctly felt the Essence taking separate paths within his ridians.

As he had guessed, his body indeed possessed Dual Veins!

This body was that of a Half-demon, bearing the Bloodlines of the Human Clan and Fox species, both of extraordinary origins.

Possessing the strengths of both lineages, his root bone and Five Elents Spirit Root were surely extraordinary.

However, it was precisely because of this conflict between them that his physical strength was alarmingly low, making it impossible for him to cultivate Inner Qi normally.

For soone else with a physique like parallel ridians, most would have abandoned the notion of practicing Martial Arts.

But for him, there was still hope.

Arriving in this world, what he was most grateful for was the Martial Arts experience far surpassing all Martial Artists of this era, accumulated through decades of reading in his previous life and validation in the virtual Illusion Realm!

Recalling information from his past life, Zong Shou’s brows gradually furrowed.

He could either practice special Kung Fu suitable for Dual Veins—and there were several in Zong Shou’s mory, all with formidable power, at least above the level of Absolute Skills—but none were suitable.

Alternatively, he could obtain a few Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, enhance one of his Bloodlines to suppress the other, improve his physique, and rge the Dual Veins into one.

But such naturally occurring treasures were even rarer.

Zong Shou never even contemplated it.

“This is what I deserve!

Fiery Fire Cold Fla Technique, Great Reversed Luo Divine Technique, Sun and Moon Radiant Wheel, when I obtained them back then, why didn’t I take a closer look?

Even though they were sowhat trashy—”

While he was troubled, a sudden flash of spirit light crossed through his mind, bringing with it a stream of text.

“The way of Heaven is to reduce the excess and supplent the insufficient.

The way of man is to diminish the insufficient to offer to the abundant—”

Zong Shou’s expression froze in shock.

Then, the next mont, as if he had seen a venomous snake, hurriedly, he cast those mories out of his consciousness and buried them deep into his mory.

This text all ca from an Ancient Martial Arts secret he had stumbled upon in his early years, nad ‘Swallowing Essence’.

It had once caused boundless upheaval in the Cloud Realm, leading to countless gory conflicts, with its na known in all ten directions, regarded as taboo by the people.

This technique could indeed solve the conflict of his Bloodlines and even explosively increase his cultivation.

However, he was hesitant to touch it lightly, unless it was absolutely necessary, especially when facing a dead end, as it could add complications, particularly with his Dual Veins body.

He remained hesitant at the mont.

With a sigh, Zong Shou decided to disperse the gathered Essence through his four limbs and hundred bones to strengthen his body.

Especially his hands, making the muscles more solid, and the tendons and bones more resilient.

Then he chopped down a piece of Iron Wood, common in the Cloud Realm, from a nearby woodland.

With his Fine Steel Treasure Sword, he carved several wooden Flying Knives about half a foot long.

Standing beside the carriage window, Zong Shou slightly lifted his wrist, and a black shadow instantly shot out from his sleeve.

In an instant, it reached twenty feet outside the carriage and nailed firmly into a small tree with a ‘snap’ sound.

“Left half a milliter!”

Ever since the Cloud Flipping Chariot was driven by soone, its speed increased by a bit.

The tree used as a target swept past the field of vision and disappeared in the blink of an eye.