Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 110 - 94 Perfect Miraculous Effect! Anomalies in the

Snake Breath Skill.

As the na suggests, it involves simulating the breathing patterns of a snake. Naturally, it’s not an ordinary snake. Gu Sheng suspected that the creator of this cultivation technique must have encountered a monstrous snake and thus devised this breath-concealing thod. Even if it wasn’t truly a monstrous snake, it at least had demon blood flowing within it!

When combined with the Shapeshifting technique, it becos an unrivaled assassination skill.

One disguises, the other conceals breath—essential skills for anyone in the shadows!

If mastered to an advanced level, Snake Breath Skill can even simulate a state of death. In certain situations, it becos a life-saving divine art.

Gu Sheng recalled the training thod for Snake Breath Skill. Power flowed slowly within his body as his mind emptied itself. He began to envision himself as a massive snake lurking in the jungle.

Hiss hiss hiss!!

Streams of air quietly flowed through Gu Sheng’s mouth, tongue, and the tip of his nose—imperceptible to the naked eye, but sothing Gu Sheng could clearly sense.

It was as if a giant snake was hissing.

At the beginning.

The hissing sound was still intense—like a real serpent moving, darting, or hunting within the courtyard!

But as Gu Sheng imrsed himself more, the hissing gradually diminished. Soon only faint air currents swirled around him, as he twisted his body in sync with the Snake Breath movent, fully absorbed.

This Snake Breath Skill shares similarities with the Shapeshifting technique—they are both easy to learn but hard to perfect.

However, there’s one key difference.

While Shapeshifting has a complentary dicinal balm, Snake Breath has none. This is why the stall owner showed a high mastery of Shapeshifting but fell short in Snake Breath, occasionally exposing flaws.

For Gu Sheng, however, this wasn’t a problem.

As long as he could achieve entry-level mastery, one word suffices—grind!

Hiss hiss hiss!!

The sound of hissing continued to fade. No one knows how much ti passed. Gu Sheng awoke from that strange ditative state, staring at his hands with astonishnt. During the practice of Snake Breath Skill, he truly felt as though he had turned into a giant snake.

This courtyard beca his domain—a snake’s nest!

"What a marvel. This Snake Breath Skill isn’t difficult. Once the hissing sound becos completely inaudible, it ans the simulation of a serpent’s breathing is successful—it signifies successful entry-level mastery."

"With my current martial arts foundation, achieving entry-level mastery in just a few days shouldn’t be a problem."

Gu Sheng felt imnsely invigorated.

Another martial art to grind.

Three martial arts advancing simultaneously. To maintain his current speed of improvent, Gu Sheng would need to exert even more effort.

Fortunately, he relished the grind.

The constant feeling of growth was intoxicating and fueled his relentless determination.

After completing Snake Breath Skill, Gu Sheng resud training with Iron Stone Fist.

The dicinal bath relies on static exercises to refine the flesh, absorbing the special properties of Blood Nourishing Powder into the body. A bath every three days suffices, but these intervals didn’t an Gu Sheng could cease his relentless training.

Dynamic exercises were equally vital to ensure the dicinal properties fully integrated into the flesh—only then could he prepare for the next bath.

Gu Sheng focused his gaze intensely and began practicing in the courtyard. Iron Stone Fist had already beco ingrained deeply into his bones.

His mastery had reached a frightful level.

He had a hunch that the special effects of Iron Stone Fist might deliver a monuntal surprise to him. After all, he had poured far more ti into this martial art compared to Chopping Wood and archery!

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Over the next few days.

Gu Sheng briefly made appearances and gathered with people like Gu Erniu to prevent arousing suspicion by staying in the courtyard for too long. As for Gu Xiaojiang, after taking a few days to relax, he had returned to rigorous training.

Currently, Xiao Jiang was rely an Iron Skin Martial Artist. The estate’s expectations for him were to reach Blood Refining Realm by the age of eighteen—the sooner, the better.

Gu Xiaojiang felt imnse pressure.

Under the pretense of sparring, Xiao Jiang gave Gu Sheng a few days’ worth of tips on Iron Stone Fist before returning to seclusion.

Gu Sheng didn’t mind this arrangent.

The truth was, his mastery of Iron Stone Fist far exceeded that of Xiao Jiang. Though Xiao Jiang had good intentions, having to feign humility during their exchanges was slightly tiring.

During this period, Gu Sheng underwent two more dicinal baths.

He could feel his progress in blood and muscle transformation advancing steadily. A faint sense of enhanced physical strength erged as the process of muscle transformation moved forward. During the Blood Refining phase, the body continues to evolve. If one reaches the physical limits of blood and muscle, the increase in strength can be imnse.

So people even refer to martial artists who achieve the peak of blood and muscle transformation but have yet to break through as "half-step Blood Refining Realm."

Gu Sheng found this claim sowhat ridiculous.

Thankfully.

For him, the concept of "half-step" was irrelevant. Progress ans breakthrough—it’s simply the natural course of things.

Today, Zhang Ze and others invited Gu Sheng to join them for hot pot, but he declined.

The reason? His Shapeshifting training had reached a critical juncture.

The dicinal balm’s effects were even better than Gu Sheng had anticipated, and combined with his abilities, it was a perfect match. His training in Shapeshifting advanced rapidly—in re days, he approached the threshold to perfection.

In the sheltered courtyard.

Gu Sheng’s skin looked like undulating dough, able to twist and knead at will—it appeared eerily strange. His body moved like a serpent, seemingly devoid of bones, performing movents that defied all logic. These weren’t just impossible for ordinary humans—even other martial artists would struggle to imagine them.

Crack crack crack!

Snap snap snap!

The sound of crackling beans echoed persistently. Power coursed through Gu Sheng’s body, slowly encircling his bones!

This left Gu Sheng utterly astonished.

By all accounts, in the Four Realms of body refinent, one ought to train thodically and follow structured steps.