It was obvious that there was an intention to make Lu Ren understand that fist techniques involved more than just power and speed; there was also technique and theory.
Of course, in front of Lu Ren, this approach was completely like playing the lute to a cow, or chickens talking to ducks.
Although Lu Ren knew in his heart that Ji Heng was deliberately showing off to teach him.
But unfortunately, if he didn’t truly read and understand these things, there was no point in comprehending them, even though his fist realm had already reached an outstanding level.
Understanding one thod leads to understanding a hundred thods, he indeed grasped many ways to apply power in fist techniques, and even after battling Chen Daoli, he learned the Heart Burst power technique, with his heart pumping like a machine, overloading to temporarily release his body from its limits, unleashing two hundred percent power.
He was able to learn Ji Heng’s power technique because although the Phoenix Falcon Fist was rated as a first-class boxing skill, it still had many flaws. To be a fully-fledged Hexagon Warrior, a single first-class boxing skill was far from enough.
But there was nothing perfect in the world. Even for Lu Ren, he needed to take another step, to reach Bright Awakening before he could have a chance to make up for it.
Human energy is indeed limited, fortunately, he could add points.
He felt that his defensive power was sowhat weak, as most of the martial arts family mbers were high attack, low defense characters.
After several dangerous battles, Lu Ren felt that his margin for error was too small, especially in the battle against Huang Jixuan, it was the most nerve-wracking experience he had had, dancing on the edge of death.
Almost didn’t make it.
With a quick turn of mind, Lu Ren focused, watching Ji Heng’s advancing movents carefully, trying to imitate with his own body.
Lowering his shoulders, dropping his elbows, his arms floated like catkins, with the twisting of his waist, a force layered on top from bottom to top.
Gradually, he seed to beco imrsed in that feeling, with his muscles working in harmony, seeming as if he were truly a monkey swinging through the forest waves.
His movents beca more and more rhythmic, and his speed increased, the branches beneath his feet no longer splintered but rely bent, which slightly improved his speed again, and he gradually caught up with Ji Heng’s silhouette.
"Ding, by watching White Ape Ji Heng exhibit his body technique, you seem to have so enlightennt on human movent in various environnts, and your Phoenix Falcon Fist skill level has increased substantially."
Finally, Lu Ren gradually adjusted this body control power technique around his entire body to suit his physique.
Moreover, the skill level in his mind kept generating alert sounds due to his constant trial and imdiately reflected them in Lu Ren, forming deep mories, the most natural body instincts.
So much so that with each step Lu Ren took, the branches and trunks beneath his feet directly shattered from the mighty force.
In an instant, Lu Ren’s leaping speed increased by at least double. If not for needing to find footholds, if going headlong straight, the speed could be even faster.
When Ji Heng observed the back-shadowing Lu Ren with the corner of his eye, he initially showed a stunned expression, finally with a sowhat grim look, realizing his efforts were for nothing.
The other side completely failed to grasp his ethereal Taoist skill or the natural realm of body technique, converting it instead in the simplest and most direct, yet deeply traditional thod, not wasting any energy and amplifying it with various techniques to obtain unimaginable power.
However, it was clear that Lu Ren’s tiger-like strides were carrying the technique which he specifically exhibited.
"Not a bad sense of comprehension, just a pity he’s not material for studying boxing theory."
He couldn’t help but admire it in his heart; it wasn’t just good, reaching this step clearly ant understanding one’s learned fist and martial path to the extre, thus achieving so enlightennt in such a short period and absorbing it perfectly into one’s martial path.
Lu Ren also felt joyful, Ji Heng’s unreserved display of technique and theory enhanced his strength by at least thirty percent, mainly because the system panel’s direct feedback made him very pleased, saving him the trouble of pondering for a long ti to achieve proficiency.
The Martial Path should encompass all, be inclusive, and in the end, pave one’s own way.
Therefore, many true martial artists love to spar with others and will even risk their lives for it.
But such people are extrely rare in modern society, hardly one in millions.
A martial fanatic is not unheard of, just rarely do genuinely sincere ones appear.
Luckily, Ji Heng didn’t continue to lead Lu Ren in circles around the mountain forest, as wherever Lu Ren passed, branches were severed, trees were split, too miserable to look at. If they went around a few more tis, the entire mountain top might turn into a ss.
Then the environntalists might co knocking.
Ji Heng crossed several mountain peaks in one go, entering a peak rarely visited and challenging for ordinary people to climb.
The two moved quickly, soon climbing to the site known as the Cyan Cloud Temple nestled on a cliff edge, its ancient presence marked by moss-covered walls, likely with hundreds of years of history.
But Ji Heng didn’t stop in the temple, instead heading directly to the back mountain of Cyan Cloud Temple.
The back mountain was a cliff, standing upon it provided a view over countless blue hills, surrounded by swirling clouds, creating a rich atmosphere. Beside it lay a flat, smooth large rock, with visible edges artificially chiseled.
Ji Heng stood on the large stone, which he usually used for his diation and training. Over ti, it had been smoothed into a round disk.
Standing firm, Ji Heng turned to Lu Ren and said in a serious tone, "Are you ready to continue moving forward?"
Lu Ren paused slightly, "What the heck, weren’t you the ones calling over here? What’s with all this mystery?"
Maintaining a high-status image, Ji Heng was montarily stunned, gruffly saying, "So many people want to et and have no chance, and you’re complaining."
Is this being bashful?
Not blind, are they?
Lu Ren frowned, "If we’re eting, then just et, who is this show for? If outsiders see this, they might think you’re bullying newcors. It’s said you’re the Security Bureau’s number one, but not Li Changming. I’m quite curious what a refined spirit lineage expert looks like."
Ji Heng, unable to hold it in any longer, barked, "What are you saying, where is your mind? Get on with it, we’re almost there. Then we’ll see if you have the guts to continue."
"Hah, there’s no place I’d fear to go."
Then, Lu Ren saw him leap from the large green stone, ahead of him shrouded by dense clouds, the cliff extending deep out of sight.
Yet, surprisingly to Lu Ren, Ji Heng did not fall into the abyss but stood firmly amidst the clouds, like he was traversing with flying clouds, treading fast upon the fog.
What kind of situation is this?!
Lu Ren raised an eyebrow, and then heard the sound of tal grinding.
(Thanks to reader 8747, reader 9966, and Hsuwenkuang for the reward, thanks for everyone’s support! Also, thanks to everyone on QQ Reading, I only receive notifications, but I’m not sure of the specifics of who it is, thank you for your support!
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