sinovels Chapter 97 Steel Dirt
Chapter 97 Steel Dirt
Chapter 97 Steel Dirt
When he reached the outside of the Yang family's courtyard, he did not rush in, but instead listened to the wall.
Wang Daniu also practiced Taizu Changquan (a style of Chinese martial arts). At this moment, as he listened to the croaking of frogs, which grew louder and faster, his blood and qi surged violently within him.
He found himself involuntarily striking a pose at the alley entrance and performing a set of Taizu Changquan (a style of Chinese martial arts). He felt his blood and qi surging like a river, and his strength followed his intention. It was much more exhilarating than his usual boxing practice, and his whole body was filled with heat.
He finished the fight with his last move.
"————, another frog croaking sound came from the courtyard, making Wang Daniu dizzy and unable to stand steadily. He fell to the ground."
A long howl echoed from inside the house throughout the alley and even spread further afield.
Wang Daniu was so shocked that his mouth dropped open. After a moment of confusion, he saw many people running out from both ends of the alley. Some of them ran over to help him up, and they were saying something as they opened and closed their mouths.
It took him a while to come to his senses. The other person's voice was muffled, as if it came through a layer of water, and was indistinct.
"Brother Da Niu, why is the scholar making such a racket during his martial arts practice today?"
"My chickens are so scared they won't go back into their nests."
Wang Daniu touched his face and found it wet; tears had been streaming down his face for some time. His heart was surging with emotion, even more so than when he broke through to the Copper Skin Warrior level.
He nodded, his voice hoarse, his voice choked with emotion.
"Fourth Brother succeeded, he succeeded—"
"Achieving the title of 'Steel-Dirty Grandmaster' at seventeen, he has a real chance of becoming a Grandmaster—no, a 'Golden Marrow Grandmaster'!"
In a private courtyard.
Yang Silang let out a series of long howls, which, combined with the croaking of frogs in his abdomen, allowed him to mobilize and manipulate the qi and blood throughout his body. In his dantian, a vague and ethereal feeling of qi finally solidified into a weak stream of qi.
Although it is small and newly born, it is full of vitality and vigor from the moment it is born, and has infinite possibilities for the future.
This is the sign of entering the Steel-Dirty Realm, the birth of a breath of true qi in the dantian. Only in this way can he circulate the qi and blood of his whole body, release true qi that leaves the body, and use the fine qi of a cow's hair to injure the enemy as soon as the skin touches the enemy!
In the corner of the courtyard stood a wooden dummy and an iron dummy.
The iron dummy has major acupoints on it marked with red ink, making it very conspicuous; while the wooden dummy is made of high-quality hardwood.
Yang Silang took a step forward and rushed to the wooden dummy.
"Hey----"
He stomped his foot, and his true energy surged through his body, condensing into a fist. His arm stretched out a foot in the air and slammed into the wooden dummy with a thud!
The distance was perfectly controlled, just enough for the fist to almost touch the wooden figure.
On the skin, pores burst open, and a scorching heat shot out like an arrow from the pores.
boom!
The wooden dummy trembled violently, and a wet fist-shaped mark appeared on it, penetrating deep into the wood. It was covered with countless tiny, hair-like pores, a killing move that only a master martial artist like Steel Dirty could master: True Qi Leaving the Body, Hair-like Strikes!
When two martial arts masters of the same level fight, the key is to use a crucial killing move to inject true energy into the opponent's body, disrupting their blood and qi. Then, they rely on the strength of their internal organs to endure the battle. In the end, whoever has the more powerful true energy will win.
Yang Silang unleashed a barrage of punches, including the Rejuvenation Divine Power.
The wooden dummy was struck and shook violently. After a moment, the "face" part had become a deep pit, big enough to fit a large bowl. The bottom of the pit was full of holes, even piercing through the wood, allowing light to shine through from behind.
Yang Silang stood still, regulating his breathing, and nodded in satisfaction as he watched the devastation caused by his fist.
"My limit is five consecutive punches with the force of a cow's hair!"
"Instructor Qi Rubai could only throw three punches in his demonstration, and Master Tong Renyuan was slightly better, only managing four!"
"This is the effect of the inscription; my body is almost always in perfect condition."
"If I use the Rejuvenation Technique immediately, my depleted true energy will be instantly replenished, and I can still throw five more punches. Unfortunately, the Rejuvenation Technique has a cooldown period after use, so I can't throw five more punches; I need to rest!"
"In other words, in terms of sheer force, I can unleash twice as many killing moves as an ordinary steel-dirty martial arts master, and the lethality of each punch is similar, without any obvious decline."
"But if the battle rages on for a while, I can use my Rejuvenation Divine Power. Hiss—I'll deliver a few heavy blows when the enemy least expects them, and they'll surely die with their eyes wide open in disbelief."
"I'm already at a very high starting point, having broken through to the first realm."
He leaned against the wooden dummy, his eyes gleaming.
The effects of these passive supernatural abilities of mine become more and more apparent as my cultivation level increases.
A screen of light unfolded in my mind.
Yang Silang's lifespan (basic): 17/165.
Force (Basic): 290
[Skill 1: Toad Strength, practice five times a day, 300/300.]
[Skill 2: Advanced Five-Weapon System, 200/200]
【Skill 3: Great Five-in-One Fist, 200/200】
His lifespan only increased by 5 years compared to before the breakthrough, but his strength increased by 10. With the blessing of the inscription, he can strike with a force of nearly 360. His Toad Strength has reached perfection. His progress in the Great Five Combinations Fist and high-level five weapons was originally far behind.
But after a life-or-death battle with Hong Tatian in the mountains and Chai Qing “demonstrating” the Great Five Combinations Fist, his progress in fist and weapon skills improved by leaps and bounds. He could gain more than 2 points of progress a day, and finally, after more than two months, he successfully mastered it.
"Next, we'll go to the provincial capital to learn the Mercury Blood Five Elements Strength and the Five Elements Fist!"
"I'll see just how difficult it is to learn these Five Elements Techniques!"
Yang Silang's eyes flickered slightly, and a surge of heroic spirit rose in his heart.
Once you get the hang of my inscription system, there's no stopping. With daily hard work and relentless practice, I'll eventually reach perfection.
Is it difficult to get started?
How difficult can it be? I have enough time to persevere!
Once he gets started, the road ahead will be smooth for him!
A thought flashed through his mind.
The martial arts techniques of Taizu Changquan before the Steel Dirty Realm are considered simple, but after the Mercury Blood Realm, they become far superior to other martial arts. Could it be that the part after this is the true Taizu Changquan?
No, to be precise, the latter part is the unique skill that the founding emperor painstakingly developed by gathering experts after establishing the country.
The content before the Steel Dirty Realm was merely the shallow foundation of the Great Ancestor when he was a regional lord at the beginning of his uprising.
Yang Silang shook his head, not wanting to think about it anymore.
Outside the courtyard, a commotion had already begun, and Wang Daniu cried out at the top of his lungs.
"Fourth Brother, oh Fourth Brother—"
"When are you going to the capital to take the military examination?"
"The mountains are high and the road is long, but I'll still be your page, Da Niu, and I'll guarantee you'll pass the imperial examination!"
Yang Silang touched his forehead—Da Niu is up to his old tricks again.
Footsteps sounded hurriedly; the eldest sister and the fifth sister rushed in first.
"Brother, you've broken through?" It was the fifth sister's surprised voice. "Wow, now I have a tough brother! Does that mean I can do whatever I want in the martial arts gym?"
"Little Fourth—if he becomes some kind of 'steel filth,' then he can get married and have children?" The eldest sister kept thinking about leaving an heir for the Yang family.
Yang Silang was even more annoyed and replied irritably.
"Little Wu, are you walking sideways because you're planning to become a crab?"
"Big sister, there's martial arts realm after steel filth, can you please stop making arrangements for me? I'm only seventeen!"
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He suddenly felt that going home was a mistake.
Sister Yang muttered something indignantly.
Even the emperor, old man, has to have children with the empress—
Yang Silang had absolutely no idea how to answer.
Wang Daniu ran over quickly, one foot bare, his shoe nowhere to be seen. He smiled and said to Sister Yang.
"Big sister, don't worry about it."
"Fourth Brother is now a Grand Martial Arts Master, and he's a good match for the Prefect's daughter."
"But what about a few years later? If he becomes a grandmaster and then passes the martial arts examination as the top scholar, he might even become a prince consort. At that time, the Yang family would be related to the imperial family!"
"If you're arranging this marriage now, and Old Master Yang finds out in the afterlife, won't he say you're ruining the Yang family's future?"
Sister Yang immediately became flustered, clutching her handkerchief tightly with both hands.
"is that so?"
"Yes, yes—" she nodded hurriedly, "Isn't it short-sighted of me to be arranging a marriage for my younger brother now?"
"Little Si," she turned to Yang Silang and said firmly, "I will not interfere with your marriage from now on. You are a man destined for great things. Practice your boxing skills well and try to marry a princess to bring glory to our Yang family."
Yang Silang laughed and nodded, winking at Wang Daniu. "Wow, you're really something, Daniu!" he said, managing to fool the older sister with just a few words.
He truly is my most loyal page.
But Sister Yang grabbed Wang Daniu.
"Big Bull, you've become a copper-skinned warrior too, haven't you?"
"A man should marry when he comes of age, and you're not getting any younger. I know a few gentle and virtuous ladies from respectable families; how about I introduce you to them?"
Now it was Wang Daniu's turn to panic. He immediately lowered his voice, turned around and ran, even losing his other shoe in the process.
"Big sister, Da Niu is still too young—"
A few days later.
Yang Silang and Wang Daniu boarded the boat again and headed to the provincial capital.
He broke through to become a Steel-Dirty Grandmaster, and as usual, the event was lively for a few days. In addition to his old acquaintances, even Master Jin Zhenshan from Zhenshan Martial Arts School came to visit.
Fortunately, the Yang family had already rebuilt once when he became a martial arts graduate, so this time he only needed to accept some gifts, which wasn't too much trouble.
After dealing with social obligations, Yang Silang couldn't wait to go to the provincial capital. Calculating the time, it was exactly ten days or so before the opening of the Martial Arts Hall and Martial Arts Tower.
Ripples spread across the river.
The boat docked safely and smoothly, and has arrived at Yidu Prefecture.
Yang Silang and Wang Daniu nimbly jumped onto the dock.
Before Yang Silang could reach out, Wang Daniu quickly picked up their bags and strode forward.
"Da Niu, that page was just joking. I can carry my own luggage."
"Fourth Brother, how can you make a Grand Martial Arts Master carry luggage? I'll carry it as practice, it's no trouble at all. Hurry up and go—you don't know how envious Xiong Shan and Li Erhu are of me having this spot."
The two chatted and laughed, and soon blended into the crowd at the provincial government office.
Half an hour of health.
The two were very familiar with the place and lifted the banner of the Hanshan Martial Arts School.
Yang Silang first visited Master Tong Renyuan, saying that he had mastered the Steel-Dirty Realm. Tong Renyuan's expression was stiff, and he was somewhat skeptical.
Until Yang Silang smashed the hardwood stake out of the east of the three pavilions right in front of him, the bottom of the east was densely covered with wet eyes.
Tong Renyuan gently touched the hole with his hand, then let out a long sigh. His originally straight body seemed to bend slightly, and he praised the robust health of the child.
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