A heavy rain fell over Yangcheng City, casting a gloomy chill in the air. In the inner court of the Four Seas Escort Agency, on the open ground outside the dormitory, it was the prime time for practice after lunch. Everyone was at the Martial Training Ground practicing the Nourishing Life Art, except for Jiang Ping, who appeared here alone.
Hoo, hoo, hoo...
Jiang Ping practiced the Nourishing Life Art shirtless, with vigorous Blood Qi coursing through his veins. Despite the cooling weather, he felt no chill; instead, his body felt like a furnace on the verge of eruption, hinting at an impending breakthrough.
He was about to break through, about to transform into a Martial Artist, which is why he chose this place to train.
At this moment, Jiang Ping felt his Blood Qi surging within him constantly. Even if he stopped the breathing techniques of the Nourishing Life Art, he couldn't halt the turbulent Blood Qi.
Buzzing.
As he neared the Martial Artist realm, his fist strength had already surpassed five hundred pounds. Each punch he threw carried a strong gust of wind, exuding a powerful pressure.
Frankly speaking, Fang Yong, who was currently known for having the strongest fist strength, might not withstand even one punch from him. Even if one punch wasn't enough, two would surely suffice.
To put it broadly, not just Fang Yong, but even the top five in fist strength combined might not be enough to withstand him.
Jiang Ping was ready to take on ten opponents.
His progress today was due to his exceptional talent.
Even without the Violet-Gold Fate Mandate, he could still quickly become a Martial Artist!
From the first day he discovered his talent, Jiang Ping's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. Now, nearing the Martial Artist realm, it had taken less than half a month.
And this was with the Nourishing Life Art, known for its difficulty. If he had started with the Stance Art, how much faster would he have progressed?
Suddenly!
While practicing, Jiang Ping felt his entire body's Blood Qi boiling fiercely, his heart pounding powerfully, so much so that he could hear the thumping sound.
His furnace-like body seemed to erupt in an instant, with waves of Blood Qi continuously emerging.
He clenched his fist.
Waves of Blood Qi surged into his arm, and it seemed as if thunder resounded within Jiang Ping's body.
Moreover, an inexplicable thought arose, as if he could estimate the strength brought by his clenched fist.
"Over a thousand pounds!" Jiang Ping murmured, his face showing disbelief.
He understood that he had broken through, officially becoming a Blood Qi Martial Artist.
Martial Artists 'internally refine a breath, externally train muscles, bones, and skin.' Jiang Ping's current state was that his internal Blood Qi refinement was initially complete, and his physical qualities began to transcend the ordinary.
The manifestation of a Blood Qi Martial Artist wasn't just in the obvious strength; his control over his body had also subtly changed.
At this moment, he could clearly perceive the flow of Blood Qi, and through it, he could sense every part of his body, from the pulsation of his organs and the vigorous blood supply of his heart to the flow of blood in his limbs and bones.
Thus, he could estimate his fist strength.
Crucially, he could naturally mobilize his Blood Qi without the breathing techniques of the Nourishing Life Art. His internal Blood Qi rose and fell with his thoughts, allowing him to control it freely.
In other words, Jiang Ping could instantly unleash his strongest power whenever he wanted.
"Now, I am terrifyingly powerful!"
Jiang Ping's eyes gleamed with excitement.
The dream of becoming a Martial Artist, which he had harbored for six years, was finally realized.
It was like a dream of six years suddenly coming true, a joy and sense of achievement that were indescribable.
Hoo hoo.
Taking advantage of the solitude, Jiang Ping experienced the might of a Blood Qi Martial Artist once more, feeling the Blood Qi roiling within him. Every casual movement carried an inexplicable gust of wind.
[Nourishing Life Art 8th Layer (0/200)]
He glanced at his Fate Mandate, thinking to himself:
"According to the Nourishing Life Art, once reaching the 8th Layer, Blood Qi can extend over an inch from the body, forming a Blood Qi Shroud around oneself. Although not as effective as 8th-rank Skin Refinement, it can still barely withstand blades and swords. When the Blood Qi reaches Great Accomplishment, it resembles a Blood Qi Aura, capable of catching blades barehanded."
"However, if I truly reach the 8th Layer in the future, I must be cautious in using my power and conceal my abilities."
Jiang Ping's cultivation speed was too fast. He initially thought he could barely open a gap of one or two layers from others.
Yet, as days passed, the most outstanding Fang Yong had only reached the 3rd Layer of the Nourishing Life Art, while he had already become a Martial Artist, with a four-layer gap. It didn't seem like much, but in terms of time, it was even more astonishing.
Therefore, such talent was best kept hidden. If discovered, it might not be a blessing but could bring trouble.
Jiang Ping always adhered to a principle: possessing ten parts, showing only three or four in front of others, idolizing the 'Savior of Suffering Heavenly Venerable Han.'
After becoming a Martial Artist.
Jiang Ping felt much more at ease.
This meant that he had gained a foothold in the escort agency and Yangcheng City. Similarly, he would have a bit more confidence when escorting in the future.
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"Blood Refinement is actually a process of consuming Blood Qi. Martial Artists must use Blood Qi flowing through the body to enhance physical qualities, fostering more Blood Qi, but there will be some loss during the process." This chapter is updated first at g.com.
"The higher the level, the more Blood Qi is needed, so it's important to nourish training with food. The more nutritious the food, the longer the training, the better the effect."
"However, as a Blood Qi Martial Artist, my training time is relatively longer."
Jiang Ping thought to himself, as a Martial Artist, he had a deeper understanding of the Blood Qi Realm.
"Of course, the Martial Dao also requires a balance of tension and relaxation, not to be forced."
Afterward, feeling a bit fatigued, Jiang Ping stopped and returned to the dormitory to study the Flying Snow Saber.
In fact, his breakthrough in the Flying Snow Saber came earlier than the Nourishing Life Art. Now, not only was he a 9th-Rank Martial Artist, but his Saber Art had also reached Minor Accomplishment, with forty streaks of cold light.
But this was just a process; Saber Qi was the ultimate goal.
He had learned from Escort Master Huang that the Flying Snow Saber Art could produce Flying Snow Saber Qi. Once reaching this realm, the Saber Qi could strike enemies from eighty metres away, killing as easily as reaching into a bag.
Jiang Ping had also heard that some saber arts had even more profound concepts, with Saber Qi extending a hundred metres, with terrifying power.
But that was beyond his reach. Having Saber Qi that extended eighty metres was already excellent, as the Flying Snow Saber was a powerful Fast Saber.
More importantly, although saber arts were strong, they varied from person to person, and not everyone could cultivate Saber Qi.
Saber masters who could wield Saber Qi were all exceptionally gifted individuals. In Yangcheng City, encountering even five such individuals would be considered fortunate.
Creak.
At that moment, the dormitory door suddenly opened, and several roommates walked in, preparing to take a nap.
"Brother Jiang, are you still practicing the saber?"
Luo Tiegen, with a warm smile, saw Jiang Ping sitting by the bed fiddling with a wooden saber and couldn't help but ask.
"Speaking of which, I didn't see Brother Jiang at the Martial Training Ground this afternoon," Luo Daniu also inquired.
"Oh, I practiced the saber a bit longer on the open ground outside the dormitory. It's quieter there," Jiang Ping replied casually, placing the wooden saber under his bedding.
"Brother Jiang is really diligent, knowing his saber skills are slightly inferior to Fang Yong's, so he trains twice as hard," Luo Tiegen still wanted to get closer to this top-five fist strength holder, but Jiang Ping ignored him, not wanting to engage.
Seeing Jiang Ping's attitude, Luo Tiegen didn't press further and returned to his bed, still wearing a cheerful expression.
Meanwhile, Luo Daniu stood there, thinking, "By the way, Brother Jiang, you might not know, but Qian Dele also broke through to the 2nd Layer of the Nourishing Life Art. You should have seen the smug look on his face..."
Bang!
Before Daniu could finish, the dormitory door, which had just been closed, was suddenly kicked open.
Sun Zheng walked in with his head held high.