Chapter 17

As is well known, the martial arts are divided into nine levels. Levels 1-3 are the "Strength Cultivation Stage," with the title of "Martial Apprentice"; levels 4-6 are the "Qi Cultivation Stage," with the title of "Martial Practitioner"; levels 7-9 of the martial arts are the "Qi Breaking Stage." Such experts are undoubtedly masters in the martial arts, each with a lofty status, and there are very few in the entire Zhao clan...

Coach Zhang's voice was low as he briefly explained the nine levels of the martial arts.

These common knowledge points were roughly known by the many young disciples present.

"The nine levels of the martial arts... the Strength Cultivation Stage... the Qi Cultivation Stage... the Qi Breaking Stage! There is a huge divide between each stage."

In Zhao Feng's mind, a clear hierarchy was taking shape.

【Strength Cultivation Stage】: Mainly focuses on physical training to strengthen the body and blood, laying the foundation.

【Qi Cultivation Stage】: When a martial practitioner's physical condition is sufficiently high, they can condense martial arts internal energy within their body. The power of techniques and martial skills will far exceed that of ordinary people and martial apprentices.

【Qi Breaking Stage】: At this stage, martial practitioners refine their internal energy to a sublime level, capable of injuring enemies from a distance and taking their heads. Their strength rises to another level.

It is said that some of the peak "Great Martial Masters" in the Xiangyun Kingdom, known as "Enemies of Ten Thousand," can charge through thousands of soldiers as if they were in an empty field, leaping through the air like divine beings, easily decapitating enemies.

At that level, personal martial power reaches a terrifying degree, and ordinary martial practitioners and fierce beasts are like ants to them, easily crushed with a flick of a finger.

"First, the foundation of the first and second levels of the martial arts, through techniques and training, to strengthen the body and blood..."

Coach Zhang began by explaining the foundation of the first two levels of the martial arts.

Many of the young disciples present had already reached the third level of the martial arts and did not pay much attention.

Zhao Feng listened very attentively. He had stayed at the first level of the martial arts for a long time and had over a hundred martial arts manuals in his mind. At this moment, he had various insights and realizations...

He suddenly remembered the "Flame Steel Fist" he had initially practiced.

Gradually, the content of the Flame Steel Fist, some techniques, skills, and experiences, merged completely in his mind, seemingly disappearing from his memory.

Zhao Feng was slightly startled, not understanding the situation, but he knew that his understanding of the basic fist technique, Flame Steel Fist, had reached a perfect and ultimate level.

He did not know that he had inadvertently triggered a state of "sudden enlightenment."

This state is something even geniuses cannot easily achieve.

"Next, the techniques and blood strengthening of the second and third levels of the martial arts..."

Coach Zhang not only explained but also demonstrated from time to time.

As a true martial practitioner, Coach Zhang could unleash the peak power of intermediate martial arts with just a couple of moves, which was terrifying.

Even if Coach Zhang only used the power of the third level of the martial arts and employed intermediate martial arts, he could easily defeat the top ten disciples of the outer circle.

"Finally, I will share my insights and techniques about 'martial arts internal energy.' Some of you have reached the peak of the third level of the martial arts and are just short of condensing martial arts internal energy, unable to break through to the true martial practitioner realm of the Qi Cultivation Stage."

Coach Zhang's lips curved into a smile as he spoke.

Instantly, some of the higher-ranked young disciples in the field looked eager.

Those who could rank in the top ten of the outer circle basically had the peak cultivation of the third level of the martial arts.

"Regarding martial arts internal energy, even though I have successfully cultivated it, it is impossible to fully explain its principles. The key lies in your individual insights. What I can do is merely share some techniques and experiences..."

Coach Zhang's voice became low and slow.

As he finished speaking, he suddenly took a deep breath, and a shocking aura burst from his body.

At that moment, the many young disciples of the Zhao clan present felt their hearts tremble, experiencing a sense of oppression and shortness of breath.

Zhao Feng felt his breathing constricted, and his body felt inexplicably heavy.

It was an indescribable aura, like a force field enveloping the martial apprentices.

"What a terrifying power, this is martial arts internal energy? With it, one can challenge the position of a true martial practitioner..."

The crowd held their breath, their faces filled with reverence and more anticipation.

"Martial arts internal energy, in the end, is a form of human power, condensed from the body's blood and qi. Therefore, strong blood and qi are the key to condensing martial arts internal energy. The body's blood and qi come from the flesh and bones. This is why the first three levels of the martial arts, the 'Strength Cultivation Stage,' are the foundation of everything."

Coach Zhang spoke while demonstrating.

"Stone Breaking Palm!"

Suddenly, he shouted, and a layer of light yellow qi appeared in his palm, which he then struck out.

Bang!

The palm had not yet reached its target, but a heavy, whistling force had already struck first.

"Ah!"

Some of the martial apprentices closer to the scene cried out in alarm.

The power of that palm, enhanced by martial arts internal energy, felt like a mountain pressing down, and the mere momentum could make ordinary martial apprentices lose the will to fight.

Thud!

The first two or three disciples at the second level of the martial arts lost their balance and fell to the ground.

"Hmph! Clearly, your foundation is not solid, and your blood and qi are unstable. Just the force of the wind from one palm has made you so disheveled. If it were a martial master at the seventh level or higher, their martial arts internal energy could shatter you into pieces from several meters away..."

Coach Zhang snorted and shook his head. The foundations of these outer circle disciples were not solid.

In the crowd, a young man stood like a statue, motionless.

After Coach Zhang finished his demonstration, the young man closed his eyes.

"Martial arts internal energy is born like this..."

Zhao Feng closed his eyes completely.

In his mind, a human silhouette repeatedly appeared, with blood and qi flowing and surging throughout the body.

At a certain moment, the powerful blood and qi in the human silhouette erupted like lava, releasing a light yellow, slightly red aura, which then struck out with the force of a palm.

It turned out that...

While Coach Zhang was demonstrating, Zhao Feng had pushed his left eye to its limit...

At that moment, his left eye captured all the changes in Coach Zhang's blood and qi, as well as the generation and eruption of martial arts internal energy...

And when he closed his eyes again, those scenes could be replayed infinitely in his mind, as if "copied" over.

Even Coach Zhang himself could not precisely capture the changes in his blood and qi and martial arts internal energy to such a detailed extent.

For a short while, Coach Zhang demonstrated several times and shared his experiences and insights.

Each time Coach Zhang demonstrated, Zhao Feng would fully activate his left eye.

The other disciples could only hear the theoretical explanations, but Zhao Feng could see "illustrations" and even observe the actual process directly.

After half an hour,

Coach Zhang's lecture ended.

"Regarding martial arts internal energy, you cannot force it. Whether you can understand and successfully condense it depends on your talent and the strength of your blood and qi."

Coach Zhang left after speaking, shaking his head and sighing lightly.

Clearly, he did not have high hopes for these outer circle disciples.

If his lecture could inspire one or two of them to understand and condense martial arts internal energy, it would be beyond his expectations...

After Coach Zhang left, most of the disciples looked puzzled and confused.

After all, martial arts internal energy is an indescribable and difficult to explain concept, depending on individual insight.

Of course, those with higher rankings still had some gains.

Zhao Yue, who ranked first, as well as Zhao Yijian and Zhao Qian, showed signs of contemplation, with furrowed brows and occasional smiles.

Zhao Yufei's elegant eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her clear, pearl-like eyes sparkled with a hint of excitement.

As for Zhao Feng, he simply closed his eyes and stood there for a long time.

In his mind, he repeatedly replayed the images of the changes in Coach Zhang's blood and qi...

After a short while,

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, his eyes filled with excitement and joy, and he quickly returned home.

Bang!

As soon as he got home, he immediately closed the door and sat cross-legged.

"I have basically understood the principles and process of generating martial arts internal energy..."

Zhao Feng muttered to himself, a smile on his lips.

He closed his eyes, and in his mind, the "Piaolingdu: Later Chapter," also known as the introductory content of the "Lingdu Qi Jue," appeared.

Theoretically, Zhao Feng had cultivated the "Tui Qi Jue" to its peak, with blood and qi stronger than the average peak of the third level of the martial arts, fully capable of condensing martial arts internal energy.

That day, he first thoroughly integrated the insights he had gained that day.

By evening, Zhao Feng practiced the "Tui Qi Jue" several times, ensuring he had reached the peak of the third level.

"Let's begin!"

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, and his blood and qi surged, emitting a mysterious aura that gradually condensed.

Following the introductory content of the "Lingdu Qi Jue," Zhao Feng's blood and qi condensed without dispersing, though it surged and hummed, it remained graceful and lively.

Compared to the essentials mentioned in the "Tui Qi Jue," the "Lingdu Qi Jue" had higher requirements for the speed, refinement, and circulation of blood and qi.

After a short while, Zhao Feng's blood and qi condensed and remained light and lively, circulating through his body in a mysterious and unpredictable manner.

Everything was going smoothly.

However, at the final moment, Zhao Feng gradually felt a lack of strength.

The reason was simple.

Zhao Feng's blood and qi were strong enough, but the quantity was insufficient.

In terms of blood and qi strength, he could match the top-ranked "Zhao Yue" of the outer circle, but in terms of quantity, he fell short.

Zhao Feng had not yet reached the peak of the third level of the martial arts, and the method of condensing martial arts internal energy in the "Lingdu Qi Jue" was more difficult than in general cultivation techniques.

"If I fail, my blood and qi will decline, and it will be difficult to surpass next time..."

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth, took out a 200-year-old blood ginseng, and swallowed it in one go.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng inhaled and circulated the medicinal power of the blood ginseng, which immediately dissolved and merged with his blood and qi, forming a powerful surge.

Hum!

At this critical moment, Zhao Feng could even hear the surging and roaring of his blood and qi.

Hah!

A loud shout, like a闷雷 (muffled thunder), echoed in the room, causing the windows to rattle and the wind to howl.

Immediately, the room fell into darkness, and the oil lamp was extinguished by the wind.

Under the moonlight,

The young man, looking anxious and tense, slowly opened his palm... a faint, transparent, light green aura gently flowed, creating a mysterious and ethereal beauty.