Pop!
A crisp explosion suddenly erupted in the silent woods.
This was "Hidden Hand Hamr," an extrely lethal issuing power technique in Tai Chi Boxing.
The power burst through the body, not as brute force, but as the "Whole Strength" most emphasized in traditional martial arts.
Its root is in the foot, issued from the leg, governed by the waist, and travels through the fingers.
Finally—penetrating the flesh, exploding in mid-air!
As this punch was thrown, the moist air ahead was instantly compressed and then burst open, forming a circle of visible white air rings, rippling outward.
Ten ters away, a few broad leaves that had just fluttered down hadn’t even reached the ground.
They were shattered by the invisible punch wind and turned into fine powder, scattering in all directions.
On the distant lakeside running track, a morning jogger with headphones vaguely heard this crack.
He then took off his headphones in confusion, stopped, and looked around.
"Who is it? Setting off firecrackers this early in the morning?"
He muttered, his gaze sweeping over the misty little woods.
But he saw nothing except so swaying branches.
He shook his head, thinking he had heard wrong, and continued jogging away.
Within the woods, Fang Cheng did not pause; the montum of his punches had reached a perfect state.
His previous punch’s Qi Force release was not actually at full power, and the punch speed didn’t reach sonic speeds.
He simply followed the Tai Chi principle of "storing power with circles, soft overcoming the hard," allowing True Qi to be fully compressed and rotated within him, then naturally guided it out.
Even so, he still easily achieved a sonic boom-like effect.
This was the clear evidence of True Qi breaking through the body’s restraints to form effective "Penetrating Power."
Fang Cheng’s mind was suddenly clear, his understanding of Qi Force transformation and the essence of boxing reaching a deeper level.
Then his figure moved like the wind, stepping with Tai Chi Step, drawing circles with both hands, and then executed "Cloud Hand."
At this mont, he seed to beco the center of the wind.
True Qi emitted from his body, though not forming tangible harm, stirred the surrounding airflow, even beginning to affect the environnt.
Dry branches and leaves scattered around were swept by the Qi Field flowing around him, yet weren’t blown away.
Instead, they seed to be pulled by invisible silk threads, fluttering around him like hundreds of dancing butterflies.
This wasn’t a superpower inherited from bloodline, but his mastery over airflow and power at its peak.
Moreover, it’s the profound application of "Hua Jin" and "Penetrating Power" that traditional Martial Artists dream of.
Fang Cheng’s eyes were half-open, half-closed, his expression solemn.
At this mont, he could clearly feel that the True Qi inside him was no longer just flowing through his ridians.
But with his boxing intent, it penetrated into every muscle and fascia, completely fused together.
Then, this kinetic energy ford by the fusion of Qi and blood with True Qi was transmitted through the punch montum into the air, quietly influencing the surrounding environnt.
Within a few ters around him, True Qi rippled like water, enveloping Fang Cheng within.
A small circular Qi Field, faintly appearing, was quietly forming.
In this Qi Field, he didn’t even need physical contact; with just Qi sensing, he could guide external objects from afar.
"Qi follows the heart’s movent, power follows intent, where the intent reaches, Qi follows, and where the power reaches, there is no resistance."
Perhaps it is just like this.
This sense of unity of body and mind, internal and external harmony, was unprecedentedly clear in Fang Cheng’s heart.
Practicing Tai Chi before was more about "Practicing Form," mimicking the postures.
But now, he finally crossed the threshold of "Qi Cultivation" and touched the realm of "Training Intent."
Truly comprehended the essence of Tai Chi Boxing, "The Power of Leverage" and "Extrely Strong and Extrely Soft."
As the leaves flying all over the sky reached their highest point, Fang Cheng suddenly changed moves.
Both palms pressed down, then suddenly lifted up with a move "Vajra Pestle."
The right foot stamped heavily on the ground.
Bang—
A dull thud like a war drum sounded, and the earth seed to tremble slightly.
The hundreds of leaves swirling around him suddenly lost all traction and paused in unison.
Then, an invisible shockwave erupted centered around Fang Cheng.
Those delicate leaves, imbued with bullet-like kinetic energy, surged violently in all directions.
Pitter-patter!
The shooting leaves hit the surrounding tree trunks, making a dense sound like rain on plantains.
So leaves, with sharp edges, were deeply embedded into the rough tree bark, penetrating three inches deep.
This scene was reminiscent of martial arts films, where supre experts could harm others with re leaves and flowers.
As the boxing practice continued and ti passed, the eastern sky gradually brightened.
A sliver of golden-red morning glow tore through the clouds, pierced the morning mist, and sprinkled over the lake, making it shimr.
A few egrets, startled by the light, flapped their wings and rose from the reeds, skimming over the water’s surface, leaving a trail of clear, crisp calls.
Fang Cheng turned a deaf ear to all this, his mind wholly imrsed in the intent of his boxing.
He practiced this newly integrated boxing routine with Qi Force over and over again.
From the initial leaking of power, slightly fierce, to later achieving a balance of strength and softness, handling it with ease.
With each practice, the violent True Qi beca more tad, aligning more closely with the moves.
Nurous insights flowed swiftly through his mind like a stream.
Before his eyes, the air seed to flicker with light.
[You’ve comprehended controlling Qi with mind, nearing perfection, Tai Chi Boxing Experience 1]
[You’ve comprehended controlling Qi with mind, initial Qi Field erging, Qigong Experience 1]
[You’ve comprehended controlling Qi with mind, initial Qi Field erging, Qigong Experience 1]
.........
One by one, notifications of skill experience growth appeared.
This process was not just a re accumulation of data but a genuine embodint of physical mory and the sublimation of artistic conception.
It felt as though each move and gesture was inherently filled with such overwhelming power and should naturally flow seamlessly and effortlessly.
Gradually, he forgot the techniques, forgot to breathe, even forgot where he was.
All that remained was a pure martial arts intent, circulating endlessly in this space.
The morning breeze gradually ceased, sunlight faintly broke through the forest gaps, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
Dust particles in the air danced in the beams of light, as if accompanying his silent practice.
"Hu——"
Who knows how much ti passed before Fang Cheng slowly concluded his practice, pressing his palms into the air, sinking his Qi into his Dantian.
The dust and fallen leaves that had been scattered around by his power now seed to lose their support, drifting down and covering the ground beneath his feet.
He stood still with his eyes closed, chest gently rising and falling, exhaling two long streams of white Qi from his nose.
In the fog-dissipated air, it condensed without dispersing, shooting out like a sharp sword for several ters before slowly fading away.
By now, a crimson sun had leapt above the mountain peaks, revealing half its outline.
Golden sunlight thoroughly penetrated the forest, shining on him, illuminating the steam rising from his body as if it were fairy mist.
His whole being exuded an extraordinary and transcendental grandmaster deanor.
Fang Cheng slowly opened his eyes, the sharp brilliance ignited by his boxing practice gradually subsided, becoming gentle like jade once more.
At the mont he finished standing still,
a dazzling light screen, resplendent like the morning sun, unfolded on his retina.
[Congratulations, after relentless effort, your skill has advanced to a higher level, reaching Master Level]
[Tai Chi Lv2 (0/500)]
[You’ve received a Skill Enhancent reward, 9 points of Free Attributes]
Seeing the notifications appearing on the panel, the corners of Fang Cheng’s mouth curved into a satisfied smile.
Finally, a breakthrough.
From Lv1 to Lv2, it was not just a cumulative breakthrough of proficiency but a qualitative leap in the understanding of martial arts.
During this Tai Chi boxing practice, Fang Cheng was no longer confined to the form and intention of the moves.
Instead, he boldly tried, learning from his palm technique experience, forcefully integrating various previously learned Qi Force thods into the boxing.
The effect was unexpectedly good.
This signified that on the level of martial arts, Fang Cheng had officially crossed the threshold of "practicing form," stepping into the realms of "Qi cultivation," and even "Unity of Intent and Qi."
Previously, Tai Chi Boxing for Fang Cheng was just a highly proficient force application technique.
In typical battles, Fang Cheng actually preferred using direct and straightforward fighting skills like Boxing and Sanda.
But now, Tai Chi Boxing, this art of using softness to overco hardness, seed to have beco a perfect vessel.
A path to channel the rushing river-like True Qi within his body in the most appropriate and effortless way possible.
Of course, this was not accidental; it was a natural culmination of events.
Whether it was the powerful perception granted by a Spirit Attribute as high as 70 points, his physique far surpassing ordinary people, or the imnse ocean-like storage of True Qi in his Dantian, all laid an unshakeable foundation for this breakthrough.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng’s gaze fell upon the skill upgrade’s enhancent reward.
"9 points of Free Attributes..."
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