Inside the living room of the high-rise apartnt.
Two figures, one still and one moving, form a strange yet harmonious picture.
In the corner, Xiao Shuai sits cross-legged, eyes closed, and brow slightly furrowed, already in ditation.
He has a solemn deanor, with fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead, slowly sliding along the contour of his cheek.
Clearly imrsed in the visualization of the "Great Sun Burning Body Technique," having a difficult communion with the "Great Sun" in that spiritual world.
In the center of the living room, Fang Cheng stretches his posture, practicing a palm technique like flowing clouds and running water.
Sotis gently pushing, sotis flicking his wrist, the shadow of his palms changes and alternates between power and discharge.
At first glance, it looks like he is practicing a set of health preservation kung fu.
Yet the surrounding air becos dense like water under his palm movents, forming an invisible vortex.
Each push of the palm and turn of the body carries a mysterious elegance akin to a deer hanging its horns.
Occasionally, when his fingertips cut through the air, a slight "hiss" can be heard.
As if a sharp thread were slicing through silk.
Then cos a crisp "pop" sound.
Like a hand striking a drum, the power is solid and explosive, astonishing.
With the alternating practice of Silk Wrapping Strength, Spiral Force, and Bounce and Shake Strength.
Fang Cheng beca increasingly deft in the thod of Force Transmission for integrating Qi Force.
At this mont, the vast True Qi within his body is not like the past, when it only knew to surge wildly like a breaking riverbank.
It has transford into countless streams, precisely driven by his mind, wrapping around every bone, penetrating into every muscle fiber.
The tendons, bones, blood, and flesh of his whole body work in concert, the Strength converging towards his arms and fingertips, refining.
Suddenly.
Fang Cheng pauses, his right hand fingers close together like a blade, suddenly chopping towards the empty space in front!
The movent seems understated, yet at the instant of the hand blade chop.
A faint blue light, about five centiters long and visible to the naked eye, bursts from the edge of his palm.
This light is condensed as if substantial, carrying a sharp hiss that tears through the air, leaving behind a fleeting afterimage.
Fang Cheng’s eyes slightly narrow, feeling enlightened.
The True Qi emission attack he devised in the past was like floodwaters, grand yet hard to consolidate.
Not only scattered in form but also extrely consuming.
Just like when he fought the experintal body, having utilized the Blade Technique skill, he could only unleash a few "Sword Blade Storms" before his body struggled to keep up.
But now, under the restraint and guidance of this Force Transmission thod, the True Qi is highly compressed and concentrated.
Like tempered steel refined a hundred tis, turned into a sharp and efficient blade light.
Fang Cheng’s mind slightly moves, and that blue Qi changes continuously with his intention.
Sotis extending like a short sword, sotis retracting into claws, sotis swift like lightning, sotis gentle and slow.
"Qi follows the heart, power moves with intention, where the mind reaches, the Qi arrives."
At this mont, this martial art wisdom, once revered by Dong Yunchuan, Ma Jianguo, and others.
For Fang Cheng, it is no longer so mysterious abstract theory.
But a truth nad "Strength" that he can firmly grasp in his hands.
At this ti, the sky outside the window has already brightened.
A thick haze lurks in the sky, the newly risen sun intermittently appearing behind the clouds.
Sunlight passes through the gaps between the towering buildings, casting flickering shadows, making this steel forest seem much more vivid.
Ding dong ——
The clear doorbell sound breaks the silence in the room.
In ditation, Xiao Shuai’s body slightly shudders, as if forcibly pulled from a dream of profound satisfaction.
He slowly opens his eyes, looking around blankly.
At this mont, those pupils appear exceptionally bright, reflecting a faint golden halo that hasn’t dissipated.
Still seemingly savoring the miraculous state previously experienced.
For so reason, he can clearly feel that today’s ditation effect is better than any previous session.
Ding dong, ding dong.
The persistent ringing of the doorbell pulls his thoughts back to reality.
Xiao Shuai’s confused gaze quickly dissipates, he wipes the sweat from his face, reluctantly gets up and rushes to open the door.
"Hello, your breakfast delivery has arrived, please sign here."
The delivery person stands at the door holding two large bags.
"Okay."
Xiao Shuai swiftly signs and pays, picks up the two heavy large plastic bags, and returns to the living room.
As he lays out the breakfast items on the table, the enticing aroma of food quickly fills the entire living room.
Upon seeing this, Fang Cheng exhales a long breath of white air, stands still after his practice.
In front of him, several lines of information appear consecutively.
[You diligently practiced, deepening your understanding of Qi Force, Tai Chi Boxing Experience 10]
[Tai Chi lv1 (207/250)]
[You diligently practiced, deepening your understanding of Qi Force, Palm Technique Experience 15]
[Palm Technique lv0 (65/100)]
[You diligently practiced, deepening your understanding of Qi Force, Qigong Experience 30]
[Qi Gong lv2 (219/500)]
Looking at the information on the panel, Fang Cheng’s eyes brighten.
[Palm Technique] This skill has been unlocked for less than two days, yet the progress bar is already over halfway, upgrade is within reach.
Such rapid improvent mainly stems from his deep past accumulation.
Not only has he mastered the hand blade technique from Karate, but he has also learned White Crane Boxing, Eight Trigrams Palm, Eagle Claw Skill, and other traditional Kung Fu from the elders of the Martial Arts Research Association.
Now further gathering insights from various schools, understanding the thod of Qi Force operation, truly an accumulation of profound knowledge leading to breakthroughs.
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