Chapter 27

"Of course, with the comprehension level of a Great Deduction, you can definitely achieve this." Seeing the doubt on Sun Yan's face, Feng Lingsnow raised her jade-like hand, "I swear, I absolutely did not lie to you. Otherwise, let my martial arts cultivation stagnate from now on."

Sun Yan sighed, "Alright, then, Feng classmate, please demonstrate it two more times."

Since Feng Lingsnow said so, what else could he say? Besides, in the few days Sun Yan had known Chen Wang, he also understood that the rules of a thousand-year-old martial arts family were extremely strict. Non-core family members would never be taught the family's unique martial arts. If they were privately taught to outsiders, the consequences would be very serious, even to the point where the government and military would not intervene.

Feng Lingsnow diligently demonstrated it seven more times, then opened her lunch box and enjoyed her lunch contentedly.

Beside her, Sun Yan was deep in thought, "How does the [Second Stage Crushing Fist] complete its second burst of power?"

He repeatedly replayed Feng Lingsnow's movements in his mind. Sun Yan found it quite strange. The key to the [Crushing Fist] was the explosive power within a short distance, which involved instantly releasing power in a very short range to cause great damage. The key to the [Second Stage Crushing Fist] was undoubtedly the second burst of power, which created a terrifying force far exceeding the [Crushing Fist].

How could a single strike release power multiple times?

A flash of inspiration struck Sun Yan, and he looked delighted, "Internal energy! That's right, relying on the second burst of internal energy to complete the second burst of power, it must be this way."

Taking a deep breath, Sun Yan extended his finger, and the internal energy in his dantian responded to his will, instantly pouring into his fingertip. When it touched the floor tile, the internal energy contracted and then burst out.

Bang!

The floor tile in front of him exploded, sending fragments flying. Feng Lingsnow's lips curled slightly, and she casually waved her hand, creating a gentle breeze that swept the fragments aside.

"Sun Yan classmate, you indeed have astonishing comprehension. You figured out the principle of the [Second Stage Crushing Fist] in just one go. Not bad! This Second Rank Upper Combat Technique relies on the second burst of internal energy to achieve multiple times the power of the [Crushing Fist]. If you master it perfectly, its power will far exceed the [Crushing Fist]." Feng Lingsnow was not stingy with her praise, but there was a hint of schadenfreude in her tone.

"Exploded?" Sun Yan opened his mouth, "Why did it explode? It was clearly the second burst of internal energy! Maybe I'm not proficient enough."

He tried dozens of times in a row, until all the floor tiles around them were reduced to fragments. Sun Yan finally stopped, panting heavily.

"Feng classmate, the ways of internal energy bursting are varied. Without the combat technique's essentials, how could I possibly master the [Second Stage Crushing Fist]?" Sun Yan was almost furious, thinking the girl was definitely playing with him.

There was no doubt about it. Women were the most vengeful creatures. She must be angry that he stood her up last night, so she didn't tell him the essentials of the [Second Stage Crushing Fist].

Feng Lingsnow smiled and said seriously, "If it were anyone else, it would indeed be impossible. But for you, I can guarantee there will be no problem. The path of martial arts is not something that can be achieved overnight. Sun Yan, you cannot be complacent because of your rapid progress in the past. Do you understand?"

Sun Yan was stunned, then nodded silently. He had indeed become arrogant and complacent because of his rapid progress. From now on, he needed to correct his attitude.

Seeing Sun Yan close his eyes and enter a meditative state, Feng Lingsnow raised an eyebrow and smiled smugly, thinking to herself, "With the comprehension level of a Great Deduction, you can indeed master the [Second Stage Crushing Fist]. However, I just left out the time. It took me four days to master this combat technique with the essentials. How many days will it take you? Humph! For standing me up last night."

Picking up her lunch box, Feng Lingsnow ate in small bites, her demeanor exuding the grace of a noble lady, impeccable in every way. The smile in her eyes made her appear lively, like a beautiful landscape that refreshed the mind and soul.

However, Sun Yan had no time to appreciate these things.

Closing his six senses, his mind became clear and empty. Sun Yan naturally entered a meditative state. A scene appeared in his mind: a delicate finger, like a green onion, pointed down swiftly, and the floor tile cracked into a "cross" shape.

It was the scene of Feng Lingsnow demonstrating the [Second Stage Crushing Fist]. This scene replayed in his mind over and over again, gradually slowing down and becoming clearer. Sun Yan could even "see" the texture of the skin on the finger, smooth and fine, pulsating with a strange rhythm as the internal energy flowed.

"This rhythm!" Sun Yan's heart skipped a beat, "That's right, this rhythm is the way the internal energy bursts."

Subconsciously, Sun Yan's mind became even more focused, and the finger in his mind rapidly enlarged. He seemed to be able to "see" the entire finger, from the outside to the inside, the skin's pulsation, the tendons' stretching and contracting, the blood vessels' throbbing, and even the spring-like rhythm of the internal energy.

"Exactly this rhythm!"

Suddenly opening his eyes, Sun Yan's expression was calm. He raised a finger and slowly lowered it, accelerating suddenly when it was half a foot from the ground.

Hum... A strange sound came from under his skin, as if a layer of invisible luster covered his arm.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out in front of him, and a neat "cross" appeared on the ground, as if cut by a sword or carved by a knife.

"Ah, so that's how it is. The second burst of internal energy is like this."

Sun Yan took a deep breath, feeling the internal energy in his body surge continuously. A new force spread throughout his limbs and bones, and every pore of his skin seemed to come alive, greedily absorbing fresh air.

"This is... the internal energy refining the skin and pores—skin opening!" Sun Yan was both surprised and delighted, "Did I break through to the Second Rank martial artist level?"

Internal energy refining the body from the outside in—skin, flesh, tendons, bones, and blood vessels—this was the cultivation process for 1st to 7th Rank martial artists. When the skin and pores were completely refined by internal energy, and the pores could open and close freely, this was known as "skin opening," the hallmark of a Second Rank martial artist.

Feng Lingsnow's lips parted in surprise as she stared at Sun Yan. How could this boy... How could he master the [Second Stage Crushing Fist] in such a short time? And even achieve "skin opening" and break through to the Second Rank martial artist level during his cultivation?

What was this? It took her more than four days to master the [Second Stage Crushing Fist].

Turning her head, she saw Sun Yan with a strange look in her eyes. Sun Yan, not suspecting anything, smiled sincerely, "Feng classmate, thank you! I'm sorry, I was a bit skeptical earlier. Ha ha, now there's no problem at all."

Rumble, rumble, rumble... A loud growl came from his stomach. Sun Yan's face turned bitter as he rubbed his belly. From morning until now, he hadn't had a drop of water, and after practicing the [Second Stage Crushing Fist], he was so hungry that his chest was almost touching his back, and he was about to faint.

His gaze shifted to the lunch box beside the girl, and the aroma wafting from it almost made him lose his soul.

Noticing Sun Yan's hungry look, Feng Lingsnow frowned, "This is what I have left. You're not thinking of..."

Before she could finish, the lunch box was in Sun Yan's hands, and he poured the contents into his mouth as if he hadn't eaten for three days and three nights. However, this wasn't entirely his fault; he had just advanced to the Second Rank martial artist level and needed to replenish his nutrition.

Feng Lingsnow's eyes widened in shock, and she scolded, "Hey! Sun Yan, you actually... You brute, stop eating and spit it out. You rude guy!" How could he eat what she had already eaten?

In five seconds, the lunch box was empty. Sun Yan sighed in relief, patting his stomach and savoring the taste, "So delicious! Finally, I feel better."

Lifting his head, he saw Feng Lingsnow's eyes wide open, glaring at him fiercely. Sun Yan looked at the empty lunch box in his hand and finally realized what had happened, forcing a smile that looked like he was about to cry, "Feng classmate, actually..."

Bang... The door to the rooftop suddenly burst open, and two figures rushed in—his best friends, Mu Tong and Shui Lianqing.

"Ah Yan, Ah Yan! Are you okay..."

"Sun Yan classmate! You..."

The two rushed out of the door, saw Sun Yan's back, and first rejoiced, then were startled, and finally their eyes widened, their words stuck in their throats.

Beside Sun Yan, the black-haired girl had eyes like stars, incomparably beautiful. The "3A (1-1)" on her school uniform armband made the two of them dizzy.

Mu Tong turned his head stiffly and saw the delicate and exquisite lunch box in Sun Yan's hand. He immediately turned to stone. This lucky pig! He would surely go to hell after he died.

Shui Lianqing's hands were clasped tightly behind her back, her fingers white and bloodless...

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