Chương 22: Dragon Fist

"quality?"

Ye Lingyue tilted her head, her fingers lightly twirling her long, silvery-white hair that reached her shoulders.

"It's a kind of naming convention that divides cultivation techniques into different levels, like A, B, C, D, Heaven, Earth, Black, Yellow, and so on, from one to nine grades."

"The Federation does not use such a name for cultivation techniques. These three volumes of cultivation techniques are not ranked in terms of superiority or inferiority; they are only different in their paths and belong to the elements of fire, water, and earth."

Ye Lingyue pointed to the "compressed cultivation technique package" and explained it carefully.

"The only difference between the cultivation methods is the difficulty of practice, but since I'm here, you don't need to worry about that."

Why would someone with such an adorable face say such arrogant things...? Lin Shuxuan listened carefully to the explanation for a while and understood the niche of the cultivation technique in the Federation.

The Federation does not restrict the dissemination of top-level cultivation techniques, just like the "Higher-Order Topois Theory" and "General Relativity" in my previous life.

Obtaining the technique is not difficult, but comprehending and understanding it is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Without the guidance of a master, it may be difficult to even get started after many years of study, let alone use it to cultivate and improve oneself.

Most martial arts students in the Federation practice simplified versions of the techniques, which are less effective and lack various mystical abilities, but are very suitable for widespread adoption.

But what is the path? Is it an attribute?... Lin Shuxuan didn't rush to choose; he needed to know the format of the upcoming team competition.

Having a guide is essential to understanding your own skills.

Ye Lingyue's small hand swiped through her phone, and she read aloud while staring at the screen through her sunglasses:

"Participating teams search for supplies within the venue... engage in combat and withdraw; the team with the highest score advances..."

So it was a search and raid... Lin Shuxuan understood.

"Let's choose the Dragon Fist Heart Sutra."

Judging from the competition format, the team events in the martial arts competition may require traveling a long distance.

With his current physical condition, he might not be able to keep up with the pace; the Dragon Fist Heart Sutra has its own footwork, which might be able to help him.

De-stressing, the incantations and postures of the exercises are displayed before your eyes.

Ye Lingyue parted her lips slightly and began to explain to him.

"The dragon moves through the meridians, its energy circulates between the shoulders and elbows, its palms contain the power to swallow clouds, and its fists carry the power to exhale mist; its waist is like a dragon swaying its tail, and its shoulders are like a dragon raising its head, its energy condenses into the strength of a thousand pounds."

"Qi Chong, Tan Zhong, Ju Que, Zhong Wan, Ming Men."

"Circulating through the five acupoints completes one cycle."

"Calm your mind and feel the flow of 'qi' within your body."

"To condense a wisp of fire energy at the vital point is to have entered the path."

Lin Shuxuan focused his mind and, with the help of Ye Lingyue, attempted to cultivate according to the key points marked in the compressed file of "Dragon Fist Heart Sutra".

After keeping his eyes closed for a long time, he reluctantly opened them.

"I can't feel any breath."

Ye Lingyue nodded, not surprised.

"Even among ordinary people who have never cultivated, there are differences in the strength of the 'qi' within their bodies."

"It will be much easier for physically fit people to get started."

Lin Shuxuan looked at his thin arms with a helpless expression.

The year I awakened my memories at the age of fifteen, I suffered a serious illness that damaged my foundation. From then on, my body was like a roof without beams, extremely fragile.

If he could use his twenty years of martial arts cultivation as a foundation, he would probably be able to master any technique he wanted with ease.

But now, it will probably be very difficult to enter the sect with this frail body.

Ye Lingyue nodded upon hearing this, and then stood up.

"Take off your clothes."

"what?"

Lin Shuxuan was caught off guard. Although he was a little embarrassed, he did as Ye Lingyue said.

A blush rose on the silver-haired girl's face, and she added:

"You don't need to take off your pants. I'll mark the acupoints for the circulation of the energy technique."

"oh oh."

Lin Shuxuan, shirtless, felt Ye Lingyue's cool little hands roam over his chest and back.

"Feel the flow of 'qi' within your body."

As Ye Lingyue moved, he indeed sensed a faint aura, moving along with her cool little hand.

"Remember this feeling, circulate the energy, and as you practice, your energy will gradually grow stronger and feed back into your body."

Lin Shuxuan did as instructed.

Through his own efforts, he circulated the Qi for several more cycles.

Fine beads of sweat seeped from his torso, and Lin Shuxuan soon could not hold on any longer.

Controlling the internal energy was a hundred times more difficult than he had imagined.

It was like pioneering a tunnel that had never been used before; every step was rugged and challenging.

"As the practice continues, the Qi will gradually grow stronger; this is a gradual process."

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Shuxuan suddenly broke free from the flow state, like a drowning person surfacing, gasping for breath.

Practicing the cultivation technique was far more difficult than he had imagined. If it weren't for Ye Lingyue constantly watching over him, it's hard to say he might have suffered a qi deviation.

But in contrast to the hard work, the rewards are pitifully small.

The so-called Qi within the body did not grow stronger at all. However, martial arts cultivation is a slow and steady process. Even without the "Opening" technique to absorb cultivation, an afternoon would not bring much progress.

"That's all for today's lesson. I have to go back now."

Lin Shuxuan glanced at the time; it was already noon.

He didn't notice the passage of time while he was cultivating, and he didn't expect that so much time had passed.

"Okay." Lin Shuxuan nodded.

"So, shall we learn the footwork and fist techniques of Dragon Fist tomorrow?"

Yu Xin said she would teach you these things.

"I understand." Lin Shuxuan waited quietly for Ye Lingyue to leave.

But the girl remained quietly in front of him, staring at Lin Shuxuan with wide eyes through her sunglasses.

"Oh, you don't know the way. Let me take you back."

He then realized that the pretty girl in front of him had no sense of direction.

"Just take me to that bronze pillar."

Ye Lingyue gestured somewhat frantically.

Not bad, she's not too bad at directions, at least she didn't say "take me to the bottom of that cloud"... Lin Shuxuan hailed a luxury car and took the girl to the bronze statue where they first met.

"Do you know the way from here? Can you get home by yourself?"

He felt like a worried old father.

"I recognize her."

Ye Lingyue nodded sullenly, then walked towards the vast estate opposite the bronze statue, which was as large as a golf course.

Lin Shuxuan thought to himself, "No wonder I recognized him; he lives right across from my house."

Looking at the outrageously luxurious manor, he gained a new understanding of Ye Lingyue's family background.

Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore...

Back at the police station building, the sun was high overhead.

Hunger swept over him, and only then did he realize how tired he was.

He muttered to himself, "I can't enjoy the benefits of cultivation, but I have to suffer the hardships of it..." Then he opened his phone to order takeout.

A message is flashing.

[Yu Xin: I've prepared lunch for you in my office.] Lin Shuxuan arrived at the door of the wavy-haired mature woman's office, and with a light sweep of his hand, the keypad door opened.

A large desk and a floor-to-ceiling window, with abundant sunlight streaming in from outside.

The beautifully packaged food boxes were placed on the table, along with a list that detailed the order in which the food should be eaten.

This is a specially prepared lunch; according to the instructions, some of the ingredients come from exotic beasts hunted on the front lines.

It is perfect for martial artists who are tired after practicing their skills.

Lin Shuxuan was ignorant of the value of goods and had no concept of the price of exotic beast ingredients from the front lines; he had only heard that they were expensive.

After all, these kinds of spoils of war are obtained through fighting, so it's impossible to get them cheap.

The food looked decent, but the taste was just average.

The initial taste is intensely spicy, like sipping strong liquor, with a warm sensation flowing from the throat to the abdomen.

The effect was indeed obvious; the heat flowed along the route of the previously practiced "Dragon Fist Heart Sutra," and fatigue quickly dissipated.

But he soon realized something was wrong; the scorching flames were growing stronger and stronger, and they were accompanied by intense stinging pain.

Lin Shuxuan quickly drank the light blue beverage from the lunchbox; As the cool liquid soaked in, the burning sensation quickly turned into warmth.

Lin Shuxuan ate slowly in order, sweating profusely, as if he had completed several cycles of internal energy cultivation.

However, my body did not feel tired; on the contrary, I felt full of energy.

The proverb "The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts" made Lin Shuxuan realize once again how important wealth is in the path of martial arts.

The sound of footsteps echoed at the door.

Yu Xin stretched and pushed the door open as she entered, her chest curves particularly alluring with this movement.

She pulled up a chair next to the desk and sat down, crossing her ample thighs.

"You didn't go through my things, did you?"

She glanced at the neatly arranged desk and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Shuxuan was speechless.

"In your eyes, I am such a pervert. If I had known, I would have secretly taken that 'rag' home back then."

Yu Xin blushed and got up to tear his mouth apart.

Lin Shuxuan quickly changed the subject.

"Ye Lingyue said you would teach me the footwork and fist techniques of Dragon Fist. Let's get started quickly, there are only half a month left for the competition."

The G-rank mature woman rolled her eyes at him and stood up.

"Come with me."

Back in the basement, after passing through the equipment that tested their physical fitness, they arrived at a ring that covered about 40 square meters.

"How was your morning study? The Dragon Fist Heart Sutra is the best for Federation conquest, but it's also the most difficult. I didn't expect you to choose it."

The main problem is that there's no other choice; other techniques offer almost no benefit under the "Open Form"... Lin Shuxuan answered earnestly.

"Once you memorize the formulas, you can probably complete several cycles of the exercise. If you persist for a while, you'll be able to get started."

Yu Xin's expression turned serious, and she advised:

"The worst thing in cultivation is to be 'good enough'. Small problems in the early stages will be magnified infinitely later, and by then it will be too late to correct them."

"Xiao Lingyue has some free time these days, so you should flatter her more and keep an eye on your cultivation."

Why do you use such strange words...? Lin Shuxuan knew that Yu Xin was telling the truth. She had achieved something in martial arts and had a broad and insightful perspective, so her suggestion was certainly worth taking seriously.

"Alright, let's begin."

Yu Xin went to the dressing room next door, and when she reappeared, she was a completely different person.

She changed into a white, fitted outfit. Underneath the loose clothes, her mature and alluring curves were still clearly visible, and her long, wavy hair was tied back in a ponytail.

A sense of solemnity and stunning beauty washes over you.

"The best way to learn is through real-world experience. Come on stage, and I'll limit my physical abilities to the level of an average adult."

Lin Shuxuan stood on the arena, staring intently at Yu Xin.

This involves the early admission process, and there is no room for error.

But in the blink of an eye, Yu Xin had already closed in, crouching down to his left rib and throwing a punch.

This was an incredibly powerful and domineering punch.

When it made its move, a faint echo of a dragon's roar reverberated.

Lin Shuxuan was completely unable to react and could only stare as Yu Xin's fist landed on his face.

Fortunately, the owner of the fist stopped when they were about a hand's width apart.

"Sister Yu Xin, are you really limiting your physical abilities to those of an average adult?"

"Why are you moving so fast?"

Yu Xin smiled, her large, watery eyes curving into crescents, exuding a charming cuteness.

"This is why the Dragon Fist Heart Sutra is hailed as the best offensive technique in the Federation."

"Its breathing techniques lay the foundation for its boxing and footwork, enabling it to unleash combat power far exceeding the norm."

"Do you remember the movements from the technique? Try performing them once."

Lin Shuxuan recalled the postures of the "Dragon Fist Heart Sutra" and tried his best to adjust his body shape.

But after completing the set of movements, he was so exhausted that he was panting heavily and felt extremely awkward and uncomfortable. Not to mention performing beyond his usual level, Lin Shuxuan felt like he couldn't even walk.

Yu Xin's reprimand was merciless.

"Use a straight punch here."

"The angle of your right hand is incorrect."

"Too stiff."

"It's too much of a blend."

"You must know that the circulation path of the Dragon Fist Heart Sutra serves the purpose of boxing techniques. Only after you understand this should you throw a punch."

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Shuxuan had a sudden inspiration.

The eight extraordinary meridians converged their power, and when a punch was unleashed, a faint dragon's roar echoed.

So that's how it is... Lin Shuxuan suddenly understood. The Dragon Fist Heart Sutra is like a blue bar, which can enchant fist techniques and footwork, which is why its power is so great.

Due to the limitations imposed by his open-ended nature, he cannot increase the maximum amount of mana, making cultivation several times more difficult for him than for ordinary people.

However, this situation is precisely what hones his control over the Dragon Fist. Once he gains the benefits of opening up, his combat power will far surpass that of others.

Yu Xin nodded in satisfaction.

"That's enough for today. Let's go eat. Although your physique is terrible, your comprehension is quite good."

"However, tomorrow we will have to combine footwork and fist techniques, and then add breathing exercises, which will increase the difficulty many times over."

Lin Shuxuan automatically ignored the negative comments; Yu Xin, that idiot, had no idea about his talent.

He took a shower in the shower room and then went to the office with Yu Xin.

The setting sun cast its purplish-red afterglow; it was dusk.

There was a brand new food container on the desk.

"This dietary supplement is specially made for practitioners of the Dragon Fist Heart Sutra. I'll send you the recipe later. When you go to the Federal Military University, just follow this diet."

He had already witnessed the effects of this dietary supplement at noon.

"Would this portion be very expensive?"

Yu Xin nodded.

"The hind leg meat of the dry-blooded leopard is not only difficult to hunt, but also very expensive to store and airlift from Hening City."

"However, once you become a student at the Federal Military University, you'll get discounts or even get these items for free."

Upon hearing that he could save money, Lin Shuxuan's enthusiasm for applying to the Federal Military University immediately reached its peak.

"Don't go to school for the next two weeks. I'll ask for leave for you so you can focus on building a solid foundation here."

Lin Shuxuan nodded, completely absorbed in his pleasure.

......

A week has passed in a flash.

Lin Shuxuan, having finished lunch, lay listlessly on the sofa drinking water. Looking at Yu Xin, who had just returned from work, he asked:

"I always felt that Ye Lingyue's attitude towards me was strange; she seemed to be afraid of me."

Lin Shuxuan has been picking up and dropping off the directionally challenged girl every day for the past week, which has given him many opportunities to spend time alone with her.

He wanted to develop a solid friendship beyond the teacher-student relationship, but Ye Lingyue would become particularly nervous whenever she heard him speak, as if she was very worried.

"Oh, this."

Yu Xin's reaction was lukewarm.

"I told her before that the girl she injured was your girlfriend, and you broke up because of it, so she should give her to you as your new girlfriend."

"Since Xiaolingyue was unwilling, I said I could become your teacher to pay off the debt."