Chapter 10: He Could Be Poor, But He Couldn't Be Short-sighted
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Holding the martial technique in his hands, Xu Lingjun happily bade farewell to senior brother Lie Fengyun.
When he came out, the two female disciples seemed to want to say something to him. However, when they thought that it was already a done deal, they could only gently comfort Xu Lingjun while secretly handed handing him their number.
They said that if he was in a bad mood, he could contact them. They might be able to help him think of a solution. At the very least, they could help him forget his worries.
Xu Lingjun ignored them.
A group of superficial women who judged according to appearances. They were far inferior to Wang Qingya. Except for her common name, Wang Qingya was flawless.
He went home with the secret manual.
Meanwhile, in the martial arts center, the disciples were still practicing diligently.
A one-armed man with a thick build walked up to Lie Fengyun and asked, "New revenue today as well?"
From a poor guy. He only has 10,000 bucks," Lie Fengyun looked at his Master and praised, "But his taste is quite good. He picked the most powerful fist technique among them at one glance."
The one-armed man raised his eyebrows and asked, "The Killing-flame Fist?"
Lie Fengyun said softly, "Yes. From his eyes, I can tell that he didn't randomly pick it. Instead, he really can tell that the fist technique is extraordinary."
"It's better if he can't tell. If he can, it might not be good," The one-armed man said indifferently and turned around to walk back from where he came. It seemed that he didn't care about a mere 10,000 bucks.
It was a given. The owner of the Baiyan martial arts center, Lie Fenglei, was said to be an expert at the Convergence Tier. His strength was formidable, and money was nothing in his eyes!
Body-tempering Tier, Qi-gathering Tier, True-transformation Tier, Convergence Tier, Insight, Origin-returning Tier, Fortune Tier...
The tier was named "Convergence" from the meaning of all rivers run to the sea, which meant that the cultivator was magnanimous. At this tier, one's true qi was as vast as the ocean, and it was inexhaustible, making one a true expert.
In the entire Qingzhou City, there were probably not three people in this tier.
Especially since the owner of the martial arts center was only in his forties. Although he was disabled, he still had at least forty golden years ahead of him.
Therefore, even though the Baoyan Martial Arts Center did not produce any outstanding disciples, no one dared to doubt Lie Fenglei. They could only tell themselves that their sons were not up to par and could not learn true martial arts. Lie Fengyun wasn't just bragging when he said that the Baoyan Martial Arts Center was ranked in the top five among all the centers in the entire Qingzhou City.
He watched his big brother's leaving back.
Lie Fengyun shook his head and sighed. He didn't say anything else, but his eyes were filled with loneliness.
He then took out a book about the Killing-flame Fist from his pocket and rubbed it in his palm for a while before putting it on the shelf seriously.
He muttered, "Old thing, I'm going to disgust you to death."
Meanwhile, Xu Lingjun had just made a trip to a martial arts center and had already spent 10,000 bucks.
This was the money that Xu Lingjun had saved after working for three months. It accounted for one-third of his total assets, but he didn't think much of it.
After all, although he didn't have much money in his pocket, he often met beautiful rich ladies who were very eager to tell him that he could just rest easy as they would support him and give him one million dollars a month for nothing.
However, Xu Lingjun had always refused such offers.
He had refused too many times to the point he didn't even think much of a mere few tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.
He could be poor, but he could not be short-sighted.
Just like this time, he had spent 10000 dollars, but in exchange, he understood the limits of bestowing origin on cultivation techniques. The cultivation technique had to be tacitly approved by everyone before he could bestow the true origin.
Moreover, according to the quality of the things, there would be a difference in the amount of the source value points needed.
The money spent was quite worth it.
When he returned home, he first carefully read through the Killing-flame Fist Martial Technique.
It was indeed a martial technique with average power.
Of course, if he ignored the chaotic description and messy moves inside, and practiced to the letter, the lethality... Well, its effects would be slightly better than the fifth strengthening gymnastics routine in school.
However, according to the description of Lie Fengyun, he had said that if the martial technique was cultivated to the extreme, it would be infinitely close to, or even not inferior to, a legendary grade martial arts technique.
Although he was undoubtedly boasting, Xu Lingjun wasn't worried that his boasts were small. Rather, he hoped for them to be as ridiculous as possible.
Xu Lingjun did not hesitate to choose to bestow the technique with its true origin.
With this, his already extremely few source value points immediately decreased by 200 points, leaving only a pitiful 200 points.
He then opened the martial arts technique.
It was as messy as before. However, as he read it carefully, the real martial arts technique appeared in his mind.
Knowledge on the circulation of qi power, the coordination of muscles, and how to maximize one's potential appeared one after another.
The martial technique which was above the Extraordinary grade was imprinted in his mind. Every move, every connection between the changing moves, and every circulation of qi power were perfectly imprinted in his mind.
Xu Lingjun suddenly felt a rush of passion.
No matter how strong the cultivation techniques were, they were still passive.
The Killing-flame Fist in front of him was a true martial technique that could truly be used in combat. Moreover, its power was indeed extremely strong now. It had already far surpassed the fitness fist technique that he had learned in school!
If he could learn this martial technique, his results could definitely be greatly increased in the Longmen examination.
He got up eagerly and did not even warm up before he began practicing the Killing-flame Fist.
However, the moment he moved, he was shocked.
The higher the grade of the martial technique, the more difficult it would be to practice it. Even if one had familiarized oneself with the whole set of movements of the technique, one couldn't be considered to have mastered the technique.
The form was secondary, and the critical point was the cultivation within. The first time one circulated one's qi power according to the martial technique, one would more or less feel it to be obscure. As such, even the slightest carelessness would cause injuries to one's body, pull one's muscles, or hurt one's bones, leaving behind internal injuries that were difficult to heal.
Therefore, one needed to constantly practice and constantly try to adapt to the martial technique to increase one's body's adaptability and minimize the damage.
When Xu Lingjun just started cultivating, he was still cautious and did not dare to go too far. But slowly, the excitement in his eyes grew.
He was fine.
Were his bones worn out? Were his tendons and meridians unwell?
No, not at all.
He only felt as if he had transformed into a fish swimming in the water. No matter how he swam, vertically or horizontally, he was able to swim with ease, because he was immersed in water.
Only then did Xu Lingjun understand why martial techniques had such destructive power yet their preciousness was far inferior to the cultivation techniques.
Cultivation techniques were the foundation, and martial techniques were the extensions.
The more powerful a martial technique was, the higher the requirement for one's physique, just like the Killing-flame Fist. It was indeed extremely lethal since it forcefully suppressed the qi power within one's body and blast it all out in an instant like a bomb, enabling one to obtain extreme heat and lethality. However, its requirement for one's meridians was also extremely high.
An ordinary person probably wouldn't be able to cultivate the martial technique that had been bestowed with its true origin.
However, with Xu Lingjun's physique and the support of the Celestial Demon grade body-tempering technique, though he could only reach the initial success stage, it was still extremely amazing.
His bones, tendons, and meridians had long been polished by the endless blood qi to the point that they were like fine steel.
As such, a mere high temperature was nothing. At the very least, when Xu Lingjun learned the Killing-flame Fist, it was exceptionally smooth for him and he felt very much at ease.
Even the uncomfortable feeling of swelling from the over-nourishment of his blood qi that required great willpower to suppress had now achieved catharsis.
"Awesome!!!" As he wantonly trampled over his body, Xu Lingjun laughed out loud in excitement.
If training did not hurt, the body would be relaxed!
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