Human Martial Venerable: Starting from the Synthesis Technique

Chapter 15 Cultivating Internal Energy

"Wenzheng..." Zhou Gang chuckled, then changed his form of address midway through his sentence, "Nephew, you're just too polite."

As he spoke, his gaze lost some of the strictness of a teacher's scrutiny and instead showed more of the satisfaction of someone close to him.

Feng Xiu felt uneasy under his gaze. Zhou Gang then looked him up and down again. "What do you think of Xiao Han?"

Feng Xiu was taken aback. "Brother Han is skilled in martial arts and a very honest person. I had forgotten about him until you mentioned it. I was just about to ask if you could let him follow me in the future."

"Hmm? Go with you? That's fine too." Zhou Gang thought for a moment, nodded, and then changed the subject.

"Then what do you think of the men from my Zhou family's escort team? Do they meet your standards?"

Feng Xiu was even more confused. "Uncle Zhou, what are you saying? Of course, it's pleasing to the eye."

Zhou Gang laughed, a laugh that held a deeper meaning. Feng Xiu's brow twitched, and he vaguely guessed what was going on.

really.

"My dear nephew, do you have a woman you admire?" Zhou Gang's voice was hesitant, and his face showed a hint of expectation.

Feng Xiu said helplessly, "It's too early to talk about this now."

Strangely enough, even though he was almost twenty-six years old, Feng Ao had never asked anyone to be his matchmaker.

That's true. My dad has an unbelievable amount of energy. I guess having a new baby in the family will distract him.

"It's getting late. Settle down and start a family soon. If you're interested in settling down, I have a good candidate in mind. What do you think?" Zhou Gang waved his hand and asked with a smile.

Since that's what they asked, what could Feng Xiu say?

Ok?

wrong!

"Uncle Zhou, what is the woman's surname?" Feng Xiu asked tentatively and cautiously.

"His surname is Zhou."

"..."

Feng Xiu was taken aback, and before he could speak, Zhou Gang continued, "Don't blame your uncle for being abrupt. I just like you because you're smart, hardworking, and considerate in your dealings with people."

"Brother Feng, you are blessed to have a son like you."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Nephew, think it over carefully. I'll take care of your matter first, and then arrange for you to meet."

Seeing that Feng Xiu pursed his lips and remained silent, Zhou Gang didn't press him too much. He patted Feng Xiu's shoulder and then led the group of镖队 (bodyguards) away from the mansion.

After Zhou Gang left, Feng Xiu stood there for a long time.

I consider you my mentor, and you actually want to be my father-in-law? So you really do have a daughter?

It is said that this was also arranged by Feng Ao in secret, to form a marriage alliance with a martial arts family, to strengthen the ties between them, and then to test Zhou Gang's skills through martial arts training.

He shook his head, then couldn't help but wonder what Zhou Gang's daughter would look like.

Could she be like her father, able to shatter stones with a single palm strike?

Upon realizing this, Feng Xiu shuddered and quickly cleared his mind, ceasing to dwell on it.

After taking a White Deer Pill, he turned to Han Che, who was standing to the side, and called for him to continue practicing his moves.

Inside the training room, the wind howled from the punches, and bursts of air explosions echoed.

Feng Xiu's moves were fluid and natural. He was more wary of Han Che's subtle movements than before, but now he could do whatever he wanted, wielding all kinds of moves with ease.

Moreover, visual perception, combined with the mental shifts resulting from neural transmission, has created a strange predictive ability that resembles a fighting instinct.

Han Che felt a weight on his shoulder, knowing that he was about to attack the left rib. As soon as his breathing weakened, he would gouge out the eyes and groin.

His strength had more than doubled compared to before, and Han Che's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty, even though he hadn't held back in his moves.

Unable to achieve a crushing victory, the originally one-sided situation has become somewhat deadlocked.

shuh~

No sooner had he finished speaking than Feng Xiu launched the first attack, throwing a punch right in front of him.

This punch seemed no different from the previous one, but the momentum was not yet exhausted and the follow-up move had already begun. Han Che's pupils shrank, and his gaze instantly locked onto Feng Xiu's slightly lowered left elbow and seemingly casually shifted right knee.

In an instant, Han Che suddenly shifted his body to the side, dodging the feint punch.

At the same time, both hands grabbed at Feng Xiu's outstretched right arm like iron clamps, intending to lock the joint.

However, Feng Xiu's lips curled up slightly.

Indeed, in martial arts combat, the illusory can be real, and the real can be illusory.

It's hooked! We're using punches to fish for fish, that's exactly what we've been waiting for.

The moment his right arm was seized, Feng Xiu leaned forward, pressing his entire weight onto Han Che, while simultaneously slamming his left elbow out, striking Han Che's ribs.

Han Che's expression changed drastically, and in his haste, he could only use his left palm to block the attack.

"Bang!"

A powerful force struck through Feng Xiu's elbow, causing Han Che's left palm to go numb and his body to involuntarily take half a step back.

The hands that had been locking Feng Xiu's right arm loosened their grip due to this blow.

Immediately, Feng Xiu seized the opportunity to pull his arm out, his right fist like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, aiming straight for Han Che's heart.

This punch was powerful and heavy, with internal energy and blood surging. It was the most powerful of the five-force fists, the combination of the five forces, leaving Han Che with no way to avoid it and forcing him to meet it head-on again.

"Bang!"

With a thud, Han Che's fists collided, and he staggered back three steps, each step making a heavy thud on the blue bricks.

The force released sent dust flying up from between the bricks.

Feng Xiu also took a step back, his breathing slightly disordered. This move of combining the five energies had consumed most of his vital energy.

However, the results were quite good, and the difference in skill between them and Han Che has been cleared.

Han Che steadied himself, looked down at his slightly trembling right hand, stared at Feng Xiu for a long time, and finally managed to utter a sentence:

"Did you deliberately create a flaw just now, young master?"

Feng Xiu nodded slightly and frankly admitted, "Brother Han's offensive is too intense. If we confront him head-on, I won't be able to hold out for long. I have to find another way."

Upon hearing this, Han Che paused, a rare bitter smile appearing on his face.

He didn't say anything more, but his heart was churning, and his face showed a mixture of unspoken words and hesitation.

Just a moment ago he was being suppressed, but after simply practicing the internal energy cultivation method, his strength has skyrocketed to such a level?

It has to be said that some people are just born to do this kind of work, which made Han Che feel rather uneasy.

Medicated baths cannot produce this kind of reaction, nor can pills be forced into this kind of mind.

In other words, only through fierce battles can one forge an almost invincible fighting instinct.

From predicting the opponent's aura to continuously intercepting their attack intentions, Feng Xiu had only been practicing martial arts for a few days.

Even with an unlimited supply of military supplies, it is remarkable that such progress could be achieved in just a few days.

This is what they call being blessed by God.

At this moment, Han Che said seriously, "That series of changes in moves just now, from feinting a punch to lure me into a tackle, to using the momentum to press down and counterattack with an elbow,..."

Then, seizing the opportunity to strike directly at the center, the young master's moves flowed smoothly and were seamlessly linked—something that couldn't be achieved through arduous practice.

Such quick reflexes are rarely possessed by beginners; being flustered and disorganized is the norm for novice martial artists.

Han Che had followed Zhou Gang all over the country and had never seen anyone with such talent. Feng Xiu was the first extraordinary person he had ever met.

Feng Xiu shook his head and chuckled, saying modestly, "Brother Han, you flatter me."

The cultivation manual states that each of the four attributes provides a significant boost to the individual and is related to their overall comprehensive qualities.

The combination of enhanced mental strength and agility is simply terrifying.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiu simply smiled, a subtle sense of understanding stirring within him.

During the fight just now, I felt as if I had entered a strange state, somewhat like the flow state during study.

At dusk, at the martial arts training ground.

"Brother Han, in your opinion, what level should I be at now?" After the sparring session, Feng Xiu picked up a towel to wipe his sweat and asked Han Che with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Han Che replied, "Young Master Feng's muscles and skin have been slightly refined, so he should have achieved minor success in body refinement."

In just half a month, he reached the Body Refinement Realm. If it were an ordinary martial artist, it would probably take a year or two before they could even sense their Qi and blood.

Considering that Feng Xiu followed the path of Fu Wu, Han Che felt that he hadn't underestimated him.

"However, I see that your lower body is a little weak and tight, and you need to improve your stance training a bit more."

Feng Xiu nodded. He had also noticed this: during high-intensity punching attacks, he always felt that the flow of qi and blood in his legs was slightly disordered.

This is not hard to understand, because Feng Xiu was able to reach the Body Refinement Realm entirely thanks to the nourishing martial arts resources.

When Zhou Gang taught the Five Strengths Fist, he only emphasized the stretching and training of tendons, bones and skin in the first eight forms, without teaching systematic stance training.

"Not only that, Young Master Feng, I will teach you a set of corresponding weapon techniques, which, combined with the Bagua stance training, will allow you to develop a sense of skill in just a few days."

Han Che pondered for a moment, then continued.

He stood and listened to Zhou Gang's entire speech, especially the undisguised father-in-law's attitude towards his son-in-law.

Although Han Che was not talkative, he could see the situation clearly. At this time, befriending Feng Xiu would be entirely beneficial.