Every morning, as the first light of dawn breaks, the first ray of sunlight penetrates the thin clouds, carrying a slight chill, gently sprinkling over the courtyard. The flowers, grass, and trees in the courtyard are still adorned with sparkling dew, shimring with delicate light in the dim glow.
Shi Feiyang faces this rising sun, arriving punctually at the courtyard to practice the Bright Jade Technique.
His posture is upright as he slowly sits cross-legged on the ground, five hearts facing the sky, eyes slightly closed, breathing evenly and steadily.
In the courtyard, a gentle breeze softly brushes past, rustling the leaves and singing a soft lody for his training.
Shi Feiyang discarded all distractions, his mind solely focusing on the path of the Bright Jade Technique and the marvelous sensation of rging with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.
"This Bright Jade Technique, rged with the Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic Internal Technique, truly is extraordinary. With each breath, I can feel the power within growing ever stronger, as if awakening a slumbering dragon." Shi Feiyang pondered inwardly, "The spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth is like an endless treasure chest, waiting for to mine it. I must seize every opportunity to train and make myself stronger."
The "Bright Jade Technique," fused with the most authentic Buddhist Sect’s "Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic Internal Technique," is like a cold undercurrent hidden in the darkness, silently yet endlessly flowing into Shi Feiyang’s body.
With the rapid operation of his power, the aura around him grows colder, able to freeze the surrounding air into frost.
Shi Feiyang could clearly feel that this power not only tempered his body but also honed his will. At this mont, the flowers and grasses in the courtyard gradually beca covered with a thin layer of frost, delicate petals curling slightly, trembling under this extre cold.
"This extre cold is the unique essence of the Bright Jade Technique. I must control it, harness it, make it the sharpest weapon in my hand." A strong desire surged in Shi Feiyang’s heart, longing to cultivate this divine skill to its peak.
Once Shi Feiyang unleashed the Ninth Level of Infinite Asura with the Bright Jade Technique, it was as if heaven and earth were shrouded in a layer of frost.
His palms slowly rose, exuding frigid cold from the palms, causing the surrounding temperature to suddenly drop.
This extre cold was like the endless chill released from ancient glaciers, capable of freezing rivers and lakes with a re wave.
At this mont, sunlight fell on him, yet it could not dispel the piercing cold; sweat dripped from his forehead, freezing into ice beads before reaching the ground, shining with the light of his efforts.
The pond in the courtyard surface quickly froze with ice, the ice layer smooth like a mirror, reflecting a clear, cold radiance.
"Is this the power of the Ninth Level of Infinite Asura? Such formidable strength makes feel my own insignificance. I cannot stop here. I must continue to break through, exploring deeper secrets of the Bright Jade Technique." A burning fighting spirit blazed within Shi Feiyang, filled with infinite anticipation about future training.
In the afternoon, the sun poured down without reservation, baking the training ground intensely, making the ground steam with scorching heat as if wanting to lt everything around. The strong wind carried endless yellow sand, rushing like a surging tide, blowing the surrounding flags to the point of shredding them.
The originally blue sky was obscured by the heavy sand, turning dull yellow and oppressive.
Shi Feiyang stood as firmly as an old tree rooted in the ground, breathing through his dantian, and his entire aura suddenly changed.
His eyes flashed with resolve and authority, every palm strike accompanied by a low growl, as if the Buddha were descending, with endless pressure, making those around feel awe unconsciously.
Shi Feiyang’s current Tathagata Divine Palm had already integrated the fierce, relentless Heart Shattering Palm.
When his palm thrust forward, the palm wind roared, like a storm, aggressive yet containing the Buddhist sect’s compassion amidst the violence. Wherever the palm struck, the surrounding air seed to be fiercely stirred by an invisible giant hand, emitting a "buzzing" sound.
Those fallen leaves that had lain quietly on the ground were now swept into the air by this strong palm wind, spinning madly, dancing for Shi Feiyang’s breathtaking palm technique. The massive rocks beside the training ground trembled violently under the palm wind’s blow, as if they could be overturned at any mont by this force. The surrounding trees, ravaged by both the palm wind and the strong wind, had their branches bent East and West, with leaves rustling down in reverence to this mighty force.
This palm strike, not only could split mountains and crack rocks, but also, upon hitting the enemy, shatter their internal organs, making them experience the fading of life in agony.
At dusk, Shi Feiyang stepped into a quiet bamboo forest to practice the Divine Dragon Claw.
The setting sun’s afterglow spilled dotting light and shadow through the bamboo leaves’ gaps.
A breeze brushed softly, making the bamboo leaves rustle, cheering on Shi Feiyang’s training.
His figure was agile, like a nimble dragon frolicking in the water, shuttling between the bamboo forest. Hands transford into claws, turning palms into grips, claw shadows flying, leaving no room for the eye to catch. Each swipe carried a sharp whistle, as if slicing the air.
Under Shi Feiyang’s further cultivation, the Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique beca increasingly fierce and ferocious.
His hands seed endowed with the power of a true dragon, unparalleled in sharpness, unstoppable in its path.
Facing a robust bamboo, Shi Feiyang suddenly leaped, releasing both claws; with crisp "crack" sounds, the bamboo was effortlessly torn like tofu, fragnts scattering. He continued to shuttle and leap in the bamboo forest, with speed increasing progressively, his figure gradually blurred, constantly honing speed and agility, each move like a black lightning bolt streaking across.
The surrounding bamboos bent one after another under his claw wind, bamboo leaves rustlingly falling.
In the deep quiet of the night, with all creation silent, only the candlelight in Shi Feiyang’s room flickered, illuminating his focused face.
Outside the window, moonlight like water bathed the tranquil courtyard, with occasional insect chirps amplifying the night’s tranquility.
He was studying the Hundred Victories Saber Technique, the saber in his hand gleaming with cold light under the candlelight, each slash seed capable of splitting the void. The saber light flashing, chilling imposing. The Hundred Victories Saber Technique emphasizes "quick, ruthless, precise," striking like lightning, each blow lethal.
Shi Feiyang moved quickly within the room, the saber in his hand constantly changing angles, each slash carrying an unstoppable montum capable of cutting through any obstacle. The tables and chairs in the room trembled under his saber wind, fearing this fierce saber technique.
His acupoint sealing technique was even more miraculous. With eyes closed, he could accurately find the acupoints on the model with just a light touch, life and death hanging by a thread in his mind. His fingers quickly moved across the acupoint model, sotis lightly tapping, sotis pressing hard, his actions smooth and natural, already perfectly integrated with the acupoint sealing technique. Moonlight stread through the window, coating his fingertips with a layer of silver, adding a touch of mystery.
Shi Feiyang practiced these martial arts day after day, his skills improving steadily.
However, he always rembered the advice of the Sunflower Saintess, not to bite off more than one can chew, focusing only on practicing these few most exquisite martial arts.
Ti quietly passed by, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a year had silently gone by.
However, within the Divine Dragon Pagoda, the flow of ti was not in sync with the outside world, as if ti here held a unique aning.
After bidding farewell to the Lark and Bi Yan’er, Shi Feiyang stepped out of the mysterious Divine Dragon Pagoda and returned to his bedroom in Changsheng Castle. Outside this pagoda, ti seed to have stood still; when Shi Feiyang returned to his room, the passage of ti outside had only been a few seconds.
At this mont, Shi Feiyang heard a commotion outside the door, so he opened the door.
Outside the door, Wu Zhong, Xiao Lingling, Lin Wanqing, Gong Sing, and others were anxiously knocking, their faces full of concern.
Wu Zhong had his brows furrowed, fists tightly clenched, constantly banging on the door, shouting loudly, "Grand Squad Leader Shi, please open the door!"
Xiao Lingling, beside him, stomped her feet impatiently, her eyes full of anxiety: "Grand Squad Leader, please don’t do anything foolish!"
Lin Wanqing and Gong Sing were tear-streaked, supporting each other and sobbing continuously.
Suddenly, they saw Shi Feiyang energetically open the door and stand before them, looking spirited, and everyone was extrely surprised.
At this mont, Shi Feiyang seed reborn, radiant, sharp-eyed, exuding a powerful presence that commanded respect.
His skin glowed healthily, muscles taut and full of power, a stark contrast to his previous weakened appearance.
Seeing the astonished expressions on everyone’s faces, Shi Feiyang smiled slightly and said, "I’m sorry for making you all worry. I am now fine, and I thank you for your concern." His voice was loud and powerful, filled with confidence, like a resonant bell resounding from his chest.
Upon hearing this, Wu Zhong and others finally felt relieved.
Xiao Lingling respectfully said, "Grand Squad Leader, your well-being is our blessing. Just now, we knocked on the door repeatedly without response and were all very worried." She slightly bowed her head, her eyes full of respect.
Lin Wanqing echoed, "Indeed, Grand Squad Leader Shi, just now your silence made us extrely anxious, worried for your safety." She gently dabbed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, her gaze full of concern.
Shi Feiyang gratefully replied, "I deeply appreciate your concern; otherwise, I might still be mired in sorrow, unable to extricate myself. Now I am clear-minded, and I must strengthen myself for the sake of Changsheng Castle, for my fellow brothers. I must beco stronger."
Gong Sing, hearing this, eyes shining with admiration, said, "Brother Shi, your realization is truly a blessing for Changsheng Castle. We firmly believe that under your leadership, Changsheng Castle will continue to prosper."
She clasped her hands at her chest, looking at Shi Feiyang with a face full of adoration.
Shi Feiyang nodded and said resolutely, "I will do my best. Now, please excuse yourselves; I need so rest."
Everyone obeyed the command and took their leave.
Shi Feiyang slowly walked back to his bedroom. Lying on the bed, he was lost in thought, his heart surging with emotion. Reflecting on his brush with death, he deeply appreciated the aid of the Lark and Bi Yan’er, as well as the priceless treasure of the Exquisite Treasure Pagoda, which stirred his heart.
However, once Shi Feiyang entered the bedroom, he suddenly appeared revitalized and spirited.
This sudden, enormous change left Lin Wanqing, Gong Sing, Wu Zhong, and Xiao Lingling shocked.
After they left Shi Feiyang’s bedroom, everyone began to discuss with enthusiasm.
Lin Wanqing frowned in thought, full of doubt, stopping in her tracks, and turned her head to Gong Sing in confusion: "What on earth happened to Grand Squad Leader Shi? Just now, he looked sickly, but how did he beco so vigorous all of a sudden? Was there a master who suddenly visited to restore Grand Squad Leader Shi’s masculinity?" Her eyes were full of curiosity and doubt.
Gong Sing shook her head, indicating she also didn’t understand, and said, "Indeed, Brother Shi’s aura also beca exceptionally strong; how could he seem like a completely different person in an instant, it’s truly unbelievable." Her eyes were full of amazent.
Wu Zhong looked serious and said in a deep voice, "No matter what, the restoration of Grand Squad Leader Shi’s masculine vigor is a great thing for us. He is our Grand Squad Leader. If the Grand Squad Leader is unable to fulfill his duty, how will our Heroic Sakura Association survive, and what about the future of our tens of thousands of brothers?" He crossed his arms, expression grave, his eyes conveying concern for the future of the Heroic Sakura Association.
Xiao Lingling was full of curiosity, speculating, "Do you think Grand Squad Leader Shi might have experienced so kind of remarkable encounter? Could it be that Master Yuan Chi has returned? Is Master Yuan Chi hiding in Grand Squad Leader Shi’s bedroom, avoiding seeing us?"
She tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Everyone chid in with their thoughts, but no one could provide a definitive answer.
Shi Feiyang’s sudden change undoubtedly stirred a significant wave in their hearts. So speculated that Shi Feiyang might have gained so mysterious power, while others suspected that a master might have secretly helped him.
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