Chapter 6: Cultivation

Thus, two days passed, and on the third night, Du Fei once again leaped up quickly. However, this time he did not immediately start his cultivation, but instead pondered for a moment.

Over these two days, his cultivation could not be said to have been unsuccessful. The situation where the sound echoed halfway across the sky had occurred several times. However, for some unknown reason, he had not succeeded in the final step, failing to advance to the fourth level of the Body Tempering stage. He could only say that his attempt had failed.

Although Du Fei was well aware that trying to advance to the fourth level of Body Tempering after only three days of cultivation was like a snake trying to swallow an elephant, he also knew that if he could not smoothly advance, his plan would definitely not proceed smoothly.

Taking a deep breath, Du Fei had already carefully pondered the Soft Fist technique in his mind several times, especially the subtle details of the technique. He had recalled them meticulously, but he could not figure out where he had gone wrong, which had caused him to fall short of the final step... Although he had also referred to other Body Tempering fist techniques he had learned before, the essence of the Soft Fist was completely different from the others, so the other techniques had no reference value. Even the unreliable system had not helped him find the answer...

"Where did I go wrong? Where did I go wrong?" Du Fei muttered to himself, clenching his right hand into a fist and slamming it onto the table.

"Clap..."

A light sound echoed, and everything on the table jumped up. However, almost simultaneously, Du Fei's whole body trembled!

"Could it be..."

"System! Read the Soft Fist!"

With a certain thought in mind, Du Fei quickly gave the order. When a figure appeared in his mind, he did not ponder this time but focused intently on it.

Stepping, swinging the palm, retracting the fist, thrusting the elbow, sweeping the leg... He had not made any mistakes in these routines, and even the essential points were almost identical. However, this time, Du Fei had some ideas, and his attention was concentrated on a certain part of the figure.

"Clap..."

The figure threw another punch, then slowly retracted the palm. Almost simultaneously, Du Fei's eyes lit up!

"Indeed, it is so!"

Previously, when cultivating, Du Fei had only focused on the unique aspects of the Soft Fist, which were slow, gentle, and soft. This method of cultivation from the inside out indeed had a special effect, even making his completely blocked meridians smoother.

However, after being stuck at the threshold of the fourth level of Body Tempering, he had considered countless reasons. It was only just now that he had some ideas.

That is: whether it be the skin or the meridians, using the Soft Fist's method of cultivation from the inside out should have a special effect. However, when it came to the crucial point of bone tempering, it seemed that relying solely on soft power was no longer sufficient.

Is it possible that, although the Soft Fist is unique, it is still a Body Tempering fist technique? If I only cultivate soft power, is it not enough?

That is, when cultivating, I should appropriately use hard power to achieve a balance of soft and hard?

After rewatching the figure, Du Fei confirmed this even more. Indeed, even the figure would sometimes transform soft power into hard power, and this was the essence of the Soft Fist that he had not noticed!

If I grasp this point, advancing to the fourth level of Body Tempering should not be a problem.

Understanding this, Du Fei did not waste any more time. After taking a deep breath, his body slowly followed the movements of the figure... "Clap..."

With a punch, the soft power in Du Fei's hand instantly turned hard, and a sound of bone cracking was heard... Originally, this punch would have made no sound!

"Indeed, it is so!"

Du Fei's heart rejoiced, and his body paused slightly before continuing to move quickly. The Soft Fist was repeatedly unleashed from his hands... "Clap, clap, clap, clap..."

After countless repetitions, Du Fei retracted his last punch, and the sound of bone cracking echoed continuously throughout his body. At a certain moment, the sound paused, then resumed. At the same time, his bones felt as if they were being bitten by ten thousand ants, causing extreme discomfort.

This sudden change made Du Fei slightly startled, but then he was filled with intense joy!

Bone Tempering! This is a crucial stage for advancing to the fourth level of Body Tempering, meaning that this time he had finally broken through the final barrier and reached the last step!

"Finally, I have reached this point!"

Suppressing his intense joy, Du Fei did his best to maintain his mental balance. He endured the feeling of being bitten by ten thousand ants, not allowing himself to make even the slightest sound.

As time passed, the feeling of being bitten by ten thousand ants did not diminish but became even stronger. Du Fei's body also began to emit white smoke, and droplets of dark black blood oozed from his skin. However, as soon as they oozed out, these droplets evaporated instantly and disappeared.

As time passed, the droplets of blood oozing from his skin gradually turned red. After an unknown amount of time, the red blood no longer contained any black. Almost simultaneously, Du Fei exhaled sharply, and his whole body trembled violently. Finally, this trembling turned into a punch... "Clap..."

The punch landed on the ground, and the sturdy blue bricks trembled slightly, then turned into fragments. In the fragments, a faint palm print could be seen.

Although the power of Du Fei's punch was similar to that of any other fourth-level Body Tempering practitioner, the faint palm print indicated that his power contained not only hard power but also an internal force similar to true qi, which was the soft power of the Soft Fist!

"Indeed, I have reached the fourth level of Body Tempering!"

Suppressing his intense joy, Du Fei moved his body, and the Soft Fist was once again unleashed. This time, his movements were as smooth as flowing clouds, and the technique was no longer soft. Instead, it had a powerful force within its softness, a momentum that could not be compared to before!

After retracting his fist, Du Fei smiled faintly, and a strong sense of confidence emerged. He was confident that with his current skills, he had the potential to gain the Du family's attention!

More importantly, he had embarked on the path of martial cultivation! Revenge was not out of reach! Whether it be Long Aotian or the black-clothed stranger, he would one day seek them out!

A look of resentment flashed in Du Fei's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

Taking a deep breath, Du Fei's expression returned to normal. He checked his body and found that all his internal and external injuries had healed. After advancing to the fourth level of Body Tempering, Du Fei's body seemed to have undergone some subtle changes, making him appear even more vigorous.

Of course, he himself could hardly notice these changes. After shaking his body, Du Fei slowly walked to the back room to clean himself and change into a new set of clothes.

When he returned to his room, the door was slowly pushed open, and Xiao Ai slowly walked in.

Xiao Ai's gaze fell on Du Fei, and she was slightly stunned for a moment before shaking her head in a rather strange manner, seemingly noticing something.

"What's wrong?" Du Fei smiled and asked lightly.

"Nothing, it's just that Master has been resting for several days, and today I feel something is different, but I can't quite put my finger on it," Xiao Ai thought for a moment and hesitated before replying.

"It must be that your injuries have healed, and you feel more energetic," Du Fei smiled lightly, then his gaze paused on Xiao Ai, "I have been resting these past few days. You... haven't had any problems, right?"

Hearing this, Xiao Ai was slightly stunned, and her expression darkened. After a moment, she shook her head and said softly, "No, Master, you don't need to worry too much..."

Du Fei's expression turned serious, and he said with a hint of anger, "It was Du Qing!"

"No, but..." Xiao Ai smiled bitterly and said, "Master, you don't need to worry too much. We are currently living under someone else's roof, and such things... However, you know, I, Xiao Ai, have some martial cultivation and can take care of myself, so you don't need to worry too much..."

A flash of anger appeared in Du Fei's eyes, but he did not say much. He just smiled and said softly, "It's fine, Xiao Ai. If something like this happens again, we won't need to endure it anymore!"

Hearing this, Xiao Ai was slightly stunned. Her gaze slowly swept around the room and fell on the palm print on the ground, and a look of surprise flashed in her bright eyes.

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End of Chapter 6

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