Back at his residence, Ding Fan called Wang Hu into the room.
Ding Fan said to Wang Hu:
"Wang Hu, give the Red Rock Celestial Stone. Keeping it on you might bring you danger."
Upon hearing Ding Fan, Wang Hu imdiately took out the Red Rock Celestial Stone and handed it to him, then asked sowhat puzzled:
"What about these Spirit Stones, Brother Fan?"
Hearing Wang Hu's words, Ding Fan directly said:
"You keep the Spirit Stones. Buy so dicine pills and spiritual materials, preferably sothing that can improve your physical conditioning."
Ding Fan knew that although Wang Hu appeared quite burly, like most cultivators, his physical conditioning was not yet up to par—in Ding Fan's eyes, at least. For an average cultivator, achieving Wang Hu's physique would already be quite impressive.
At that mont, hearing Ding Fan's words, Wang Hu was taken aback. To think he was giving him all seven or eight thousand Spirit Stones?
Without Brother Fan, Wang Hu wouldn't even have the chance to acquire so many Spirit Stones, let alone make it back alive!
Moreover, he had more Spirit Stones than Brother Fan, by a large margin. How could he take the bigger share? Wang Hu then sincerely said to Ding Fan:
"Brother Fan, how can I take so many Spirit Stones? Please, take so."
Upon hearing this, Ding Fan imdiately responded:
"No need to be courteous with . These Spirit Stones are nothing; there will be even more in the future. Rember what I just said."
Wang Hu, hearing Ding Fan's words, nodded and said:
"Got it, Brother Fan. I'll make sure to train hard in those areas you ntioned."
Hearing Wang Hu's words, Ding Fan nodded but said nothing for a mont. Suddenly, thinking of ng Zihao and others, he advised:
"Be cautious in the coming days, avoid leaving the sect if possible."
Upon hearing Ding Fan, Wang Hu frowned but nodded thoughtfully, without asking much—he believed Brother Fan had his reasons and resolved to be extra cautious.
After a while of casual conversation, Wang Hu left Ding Fan's room and returned to his own room, sitting cross-legged to cultivate.
Regarding cultivation, Ding Fan had already taught Wang Hu so things. Right now, Wang Hu found himself puzzled, in a phase of personal insight—this stage is crucial for cultivators. Those who achieve advanced cultivation are often individuals with exceptional insight in their training.
Wang Hu understood that while so things can be taught by a ntor, true cultivation must rely on personal effort.
Without hard work, no amount of teaching from Brother Fan would help.
After cultivating cross-legged for a while, Wang Hu went outside to practice his muscles and bones. Originally proud of his physical conditioning, Wang Hu realized during practice with Ding Fan that he couldn't compare with his elder brother.
The gap was too vast, like that between a baby and an adult—not an exaggeration at all.
Wang Hu knew that only those who had sparred with Brother Fan would understand how extraordinary his physical conditioning was!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of thunderous sounds echoed.
At this mont, Wang Hu was punching a towering tree, each punch causing leaves to flutter down.
anwhile, Ding Fan was already inside, cultivating cross-legged. Hearing the noise outside, he nodded, realizing Wang Hu's spirit, though not up to par with gifted disciples, was comndable for its diligence.
He believed that if Wang Hu followed his training thod, breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage wouldn't take too long.
Soon after, Ding Fan walked out to the open ground where Wang Hu was practicing, observing his continuous punching, and shook his head slightly when he saw Wang Hu's form, then approached him.
"Elder brother, you're here?"
Wang Hu saw Ding Fan and imdiately said.
Wang Hu was drenched in sweat; after rigorous practice, he felt his physical condition had significantly improved.
At that mont, Ding Fan looked at Wang Hu and said:
"Your punch exertion isn't right. Training this way, while useful, won't yield significant results."
Wang Hu was taken aback by Ding Fan's words and imdiately and respectfully asked:
"Elder brother, how should I do it?"
Then Ding Fan walked to the large tree and said:
"I'll control my cultivation to your level and throw a punch—watch carefully, observe the body form, footwork, and waist movent."
After saying this, Ding Fan directly punched the large tree fiercely.
Boom!
After the punch, the tree trembled violently, and a large number of leaves rustled down.
Compared to Wang Hu's previous attempts, the difference was vast!
Wang Hu was utterly dumbfounded!
The elder brother's punch carried tens of tis more power than his own!
Importantly, when Wang Hu looked at Ding Fan, he realized that the True Qi aura emanating from him was the sa as his own. Clearly, the elder brother's punch was executed with the sa cultivation level!
How could the sa cultivation level result in such a significant difference in power?
Before Ding Fan punched, Wang Hu listened very carefully. At the mont Ding Fan punched, Wang Hu stared at his opponent's body posture and footwork.
Wang Hu beca lost in thought for a brief mont, then suddenly his eyes lit up as if he'd discovered a treasure, and he said to Ding Fan:
"Brother, I understand! When you punch, you use your whole body's power, whereas I only use the power of my arm. Am I right, Brother?"
Ding Fan nodded; his opponent's comprehension was acceptable, but not thorough enough.
Then Ding Fan explained:
"You're correct, but it's sowhat generalized and not detailed. If you observe more carefully, you'll notice that the punch I just threw, although compared to you I used my whole body's power, this whole body's power is also layered: first using the feet, then the waist, followed by the shoulders, and lastly the arm for the punch."
Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, Wang Hu suddenly felt enlightened, as if everything suddenly beca clear.
So that's it!
No wonder my power is so much weaker compared to Brother's. It's not a matter of cultivation level, but a difference in the way of exerting force; simply put, I've been practicing incorrectly.
Having heard Ding Fan's words, Wang Hu felt sohow that his entire body was filled with power, knowing that if he followed Brother's way of punching, his strength would definitely rise to a much higher level.
It's important to realize that cultivation is crucial for a cultivator, but fundantally the most important is still actual strength.
No matter what your cultivation is, being able to defeat your opponent is the true path!
At this mont, Wang Hu felt imnsely grateful towards Ding Fan; Brother shared things that if it weren't for him, even if he'd practiced for another ten years, he might not have realized. This is the difference between having a teacher and not having a teacher.
With his own talent, how could he possibly have a teacher as ticulous as Brother? Moreover, the most important thing is Brother's cultivation and strength are unfathomably deep; he is definitely no ordinary person.
This is truly his great luck!
"Can I try punching, Brother?"
At this mont, Wang Hu internalized Ding Fan's words as if a sluice gate opened in his heart, releasing an energy that surged forth. He really couldn't feel satisfied without trying!
Ding Fan nodded as he watched Wang Hu walk to the side of a giant tree.
Wang Hu gathered all his True Qi and punched fiercely at the giant tree.
Boom!
A loud noise rang out, the giant tree swayed greatly a few tis, and a large number of leaves fell.
Upon seeing this scene, Wang Hu couldn't help but feel elated, the force exerted now was much stronger than before.
Wang Hu felt extrely delighted in his heart; he had already grasped so of this punching technique. He knew it wasn't just about punching style; the fundantals remained unchanged, and he recognized that this technique could be applied to all moves. Once he diligently practiced and beca familiar with this exertion thod,
he firmly believed he might already be unmatched among those in the Late Fetal Breathing Stage.
This is definitely an ultimate move!
Ding Fan looked at Wang Hu's recent punch, nodded faintly, then said to Wang Hu:
"Barely adequate. Practice more in the future. Although this thod of exerting force can significantly enhance your strength, it doesn't have many extraordinary qualities. If you refine this exertion thod to the extre, then with your current cultivation level, defeating a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Initial Stage is not out of the question."
Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, Wang Hu showed an expression of utter shock!
Refine to the extre, defeat Early Nascent Soul!
How is this possible?
In his eyes, it was already an ultimate move, but in Brother's eyes, it seed to be nothing special!
And what does it an to refine it to the extre?
Wang Hu looked at Ding Fan in shock, unable to imagine defeating a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Initial Stage, knowing that it was an entire level of difference!
Just for this level, this gap, he basically needed to practice for several more years to break through successfully.
How can such a gap be easily overco?
Ding Fan watched Wang Hu's incredulous expression, then directly walked to the side of the giant tree, calmly saying:
"When cultivated to the extre, it doesn't just use several key points of the body's strength, but strength from every joint, every cell, every ridian in the body. That's it, watch carefully!"
Ding Fan spoke the last word heavily, while his hand fiercely smashed towards the giant tree.
Boom!
Crack!
With a loud explosion, the giant tree instantly shattered into pieces, tree debris flying, leaves dancing chaotically!
At this mont, seeing this scene, Wang Hu was once again dumbfounded, his eyes wide as if they were about to fall out.
The giant tree, which would require several people to wrap their arms around, was exploded by Brother's punch!
This is incredible!
Not to ntion he couldn't do it, even a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Initial Stage could hardly accomplish such a feat!
And Brother just did it truly and honestly!
Wang Hu looked at Ding Fan's cultivation in utter shock, and his mind was completely stunned!
Still in the Late Fetal Breathing Stage!
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