Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques Chapter 763 - 253 Let’s Go Together, I Want to Fight Dozens!

But this punch was too fast.

So fast that Fei Qianliu’s reflexes, honed through countless trials, couldn’t catch up with the speed of Lu Changsheng’s strike.

He was actually hit directly by the punch.

Lu Changsheng had already restrained most of his strength.

Yet, even with just a fraction of his power, Fei Qianliu’s massive body was sent flying.

"Boom."

A muffled sound echoed as Fei Qianliu heavily crashed onto the ground.

"What was that noise?"

"It ca from Master’s room."

"Earlier, I saw Junior Brother Lu enter Master’s room. Could it be..."

"Master, don’t..."

On the second floor of Feihe Martial Arts School, a few of Lu Changsheng’s senior brothers and sisters were keeping watch over their master’s room.

They all knew that Lu Yuan had gone in to see Master.

Now that they heard the muffled sound, they were suddenly anxious.

They all guessed that Master might be outraged and was "punishing" Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan had just recovered from his injuries. He couldn’t afford to get hurt again.

Imdiately, the senior brothers and sisters pushed open the door and rushed in, shouting, "Master, don’t!"

And then, they froze in place.

What did they see?

The one lying on the ground wasn’t Lu Yuan—it was Master Fei Qianliu.

In fact, Fei Qianliu looked utterly disheveled, clutching his chest and coughing incessantly.

"Master, what happened here?"

"Are you alright? Weren’t you punishing Junior Brother Lu?"

Senior Sister Xiang was dumbfounded and couldn’t help but ask.

"Quick, help up."

Fei Qianliu staggered to his feet with the support of his disciples.

But his chest hurt terribly.

Though, there wasn’t much physical damage.

Of course, he knew that Lu Yuan had held back his strength.

Otherwise, with just that one punch, his chest would have collapsed.

And he would’ve died instantly!

In other words, Lu Yuan could have killed him with a single punch, even without channeling Dark Force?

This made Fei Qianliu feel absurdly baffled.

This was utterly inconceivable.

Yet, it was the truth!

"Lu Yuan, how did your strength suddenly grow so much?"

"And how is your punching speed so fast?"

"You didn’t even channel Dark Force, and yet, you almost killed in one punch—what... what’s going on?"

Fei Qianliu fired off a series of questions, almost instinctively, without thinking.

But to Senior Sister Xiang and the others, these words landed like a thunderclap, stirring turmoil in their hearts.

"Master, did you say Junior Brother Lu Yuan channeled Dark Force?"

"Just now, Junior Brother Lu Yuan almost killed you with one punch?"

"That can’t be true. Junior Brother Lu Yuan was almost killed during the martial arts tournant just recently..."

The disciples of Feihe Martial Arts School were still in disbelief.

This was simply too shocking.

Like a tale from a fantasy.

Seeing their stunned expressions, a thought crossed Lu Changsheng’s mind.

He knew that building martial arts wasn’t just about having unparalleled strength.

Even stepping into the realm of transcendence was rely a step along the path of cultivation.

To truly establish martial arts, it needed to spread across the world and exert a significant influence.

Only then, with the collective effort of many, could true martial arts be born!

If Lu Changsheng had all the ti in the world, he could slowly progress and expand the influence of Extre Martial Arts.

But he didn’t have much ti.

His plan was to establish martial arts within three years.

Thus, not only did he need to cultivate rapidly, but the influence of Extre Martial Arts had to grow at an equally swift pace.

For that, he needed allies.

He needed many "like-minded" allies.

And right now, weren’t there several potential allies before him?

"I just need to create a martial arts style and then defeat various martial arts masters, spreading the influence of Extre Martial Arts."

"As for growing and strengthening Extre Martial Arts, naturally, the people around will figure out a way."

"My own role is best suited as a martial arts fanatic!"

"Without being a martial arts fanatic, how could I establish a sect, how could I create Extraordinary Martial Arts?"

Lu Changsheng had already made up his mind.

"Master, senior brothers, senior sisters, you all know that during the martial arts tournant, I was struck by Jie Mai Force, injuring my heart ridian, and was almost killed."

"During that ti, I walked the edge of life and death every day and thought a lot."

"I vaguely began to grasp the essence of martial arts. Whether it’s Dark Force or Huajin, even Dan Force, Gang Force—what’s their essence? Ultimately, they’re just techniques."

"Mastering Dan Force or Gang Force—can they stop a bullet? No, they can’t! Not to ntion bullets, they can’t even stop scissors or blunt sticks."

"Then why do we martial artists toil for decades? For what purpose?"

"Decades of effort, yet a kitchen knife can take down a martial artist. That’s not the martial artist I envision, nor the martial arts I aspire to."

Everyone widened their eyes.

They wanted to see just what Lu Yuan was about to say.

And his words struck a chord deep within their hearts.

Indeed, what was the purpose of decades of martial arts practice?

If a kitchen knife or a single bullet could undo decades of effort, that was indeed a tragedy.

Once, a Gang Force Grandmaster had said: "Martial artists dying under the firepower of gunpowder is a tragedy."

Seeing the sorrowful expressions on everyone’s faces, Lu Changsheng’s deanor grew solemn, and he declared in a low voice, "Therefore, in the face of life and death, I found so inspiration—akin to the Buddha attaining enlightennt under the bodhi tree."

"I have achieved enlightennt."

"I created Extre Martial Arts! No longer focusing on techniques, but on fully excavating the potential of our bodies and enhancing physical capabilities. Eventually, we might even achieve secondary growth, tertiary growth of the body."