Chapter 30

"Whoa!"

A mysterious warm current surged through his flesh and blood, as if a hot spring was soaking every overworked muscle.

"My goodness!"

Chen Dasheng immediately fell to the ground, panting heavily. His entire body felt as if it were immersed in warm water, and he was too lazy to move, feeling so comfortable that he could only moan.

As the warm currents continued to soak his muscles, the soreness and numbness gradually disappeared. After about ten minutes, Chen Dasheng slowly sat up.

"Huh? Could this warm sensation be the internal energy that my sister mentioned?" Feeling the changes in his body, Chen Dasheng initially thought the warm currents in his body were just an illusion. However, now that he had recovered, the warm currents were still there, leaving him puzzled.

Internal energy, as described, is as calm as the autumn moon, as fierce as a storm sweeping through leaves, as soft as boneless, adapting to any form, as hard as metal, impervious to blades, as light as a feather, drifting with the wind, and as heavy as a mountain, unshakable by anything. It can be used to face enemies effortlessly and release power unintentionally.

Chen Dasheng had done his homework. Martial artists rely on refining their physical bodies to unlock their potential. When the physical body is refined to a certain level, it automatically generates a primal force. This force not only heals and strengthens the body but also helps martial artists refine their physical bodies, making them even more powerful.

Under Chen Xiaoli's education, Chen Dasheng knew that the stage of refining the physical body to generate internal energy is called the Martial Disciple stage, which is divided into nine ranks. After reaching the ninth rank of Martial Disciple, when the physical body generates the first thread of internal energy, one can be called a Martial Artist!

Chen Xiaoli had said that it takes an incredibly long time to refine the physical body, ranging from a few years to several decades. During this time, one must practice diligently day and night, enduring countless hardships, to possibly reach the ninth rank of Martial Disciple and unlock the body's potential, thus generating internal energy and becoming a Martial Artist.

There are fewer than a hundred Martial Artists in all of China, which shows how difficult it is to cultivate internal energy.

Chen Dasheng sensed the warm currents in his body and found that they matched Chen Xiaoli's description. He was surprised that after practicing a mysterious set of boxing techniques for just over ten days, he had already cultivated internal energy.

Could he be a legendary martial arts genius, or was this mysterious set of boxing techniques just too powerful? A series of big question marks appeared in Chen Dasheng's mind. After some thought, he leaned more towards the former, not out of vanity, but because he inherited the bloodline of the ancient Giant Spirit Clan.

"Whoa? How did I grow so much?"

Excited, Chen Dasheng jumped up from the ground and suddenly noticed that his giant form had grown much taller. It was less than four meters before, but now it was over five meters, nearly six meters tall.

"It seems I have truly advanced to the Martial Artist realm!"

The corners of Chen Dasheng's mouth curved slightly. With a thought, he dispelled his giant form, feeling an incredible surge of strength throughout his body, more than doubling his previous strength.

He couldn't pinpoint exactly how much stronger he was, but he could roughly estimate. Perhaps Chen Xiaoli would give him a more precise measure when he returned from the capital.

"Whoa? There's so much internal energy?"

After dispelling his giant form, Chen Dasheng was surprised to find that the internal energy that had been dispersed in his large body had been compressed with the reduction in size.

A few days ago, Chen Xiaoli had given Chen Dasheng several introductory martial arts texts, which explained the intricate meridians and acupoints of ancient medicine. With his extraordinary memory, Chen Dasheng had learned most of it in just a few days.

Following the techniques he had learned, Chen Dasheng closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and meditated, guiding the internal energy through the meridians to the dantian, located three inches below the navel.

Unfortunately, Chen Dasheng couldn't perform internal visualization, but he could feel a warm heat in his lower abdomen, which he could control at will, directing it to any part of his body, a truly wondrous and indescribable sensation.

"Does this mean that if I practice in my giant form, the internal energy I cultivate will be several times that of others?" A glint of insight flashed in Chen Dasheng's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

His giant form was at least three to five times the size of a normal person, so wouldn't the internal energy he cultivated also be three to five times that of a regular Martial Artist? And as his giant form grew, this advantage would only increase.

It was a body blessed by nature, born for martial arts. Chen Dasheng was elated, standing up and laughing heartily, startling the trees of Longquan Mountain.

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"Hey, wake up!"

In a daze, someone was knocking on the car window. Liu Hao woke up from his sleep, rubbing his eyes and looking out the window to see a naked man's face.

"Brother Sheng, you're back!" Recognizing Chen Dasheng, Liu Hao immediately perked up and quickly opened the car door.

Seeing Chen Dasheng dressed the same as before, Liu Hao was a bit disoriented. He wondered if this guy had been out in the wild, as he was completely naked except for a piece of rag around his waist.

"Pass me the clothes in the bag!" Chen Dasheng didn't get in the car but stood at the door, instructing Liu Hao.

Chen Dasheng didn't want to be in this state. Once he transformed into his giant form, even the largest clothes would be torn apart. This was a minor inconvenience compared to the immense strength he gained.

"Damn!"

Chen Dasheng yanked off the rag around his waist, and Liu Hao's eyes nearly popped out. The Azure Dragon truly lived up to its name, with a shockingly dense patch of black hair and a disproportionately large member, hanging like an infant's arm. Anyone who didn't know better might think Chen Dasheng was carrying a police baton.

Liu Hao looked down at his own crotch, then at Chen Dasheng, and a faint sense of sadness and inferiority crept into his usually confident heart.

"Let's go!"

Chen Dasheng quickly put on the clothes he had prepared and sat in the passenger seat.

Liu Hao smacked his lips, "Brother Sheng, you're really a man, your combat power must be incredible, right?"

His eyes were filled with intense curiosity. Chen Dasheng was taken aback but quickly understood what Liu Hao meant.

Damn, this guy is too much!

Chen Dasheng rolled his eyes, "Don't look at me like that, my sexual orientation is perfectly normal!"

"Uh!" Liu Hao chuckled, "My sexual orientation is also perfectly normal!"

"Tch!" Chen Dasheng couldn't help but laugh, "Just drive the car!"

Liu Hao laughed and started the car.

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The car sped down the highway. After a while, Liu Hao, curious, said to Chen Dasheng, "Brother Sheng, I heard you've been getting close to my sister recently!"

"Hmm?" Chen Dasheng glanced at Liu Hao, "Who told you that?"

Liu Hao chuckled, "No one told me, it's just that my sister talks about you the most when she comes home from work. My dad even wants her to invite you over to our place sometime!"

"Oh!" Chen Dasheng nodded, thinking he had been under surveillance, but realized he was overthinking it. "Your sister is my English teacher, and she's been tutoring me in English recently, so we've been spending a lot of time together. Don't overthink it!"

"Hehe, men, no need to be so shy," Liu Hao said with a mischievous smile, "Let me tell you, Brother Sheng, my sister is in her late twenties, but she's never had a boyfriend!"

As he spoke, Liu Hao glanced at Chen Dasheng, and the meaning in his smiling eyes was clear even to a blind person.

"How is that possible? Your sister has never had a boyfriend?" Chen Dasheng was surprised. Liu Xiaomin was in her late twenties, beautiful, and surely had many suitors. How could she have never had a boyfriend? Was Liu Hao joking?

Liu Hao grinned, "Brother Sheng, don't disbelieve me. Our family has strict rules, and my parents have always been very strict with my sister. Plus, she's a strong-willed woman like your sister, so she's been single all this time!"

"Tch, are you kidding? Your sister is in her late twenties, and your parents aren't worried?"

"Of course they're worried! They've arranged several meetings with wealthy families, but my sister is too proud and doesn't like any of them. My parents are pulling their hair out over it!" Liu Hao chuckled, then turned to Chen Dasheng, "So, Brother Sheng, are you interested in becoming my brother-in-law?"

"Damn, are you crazy?" Chen Dasheng had expected this and rolled his eyes, "You said your sister is proud and hard to please. I have no interest in that!"

"Brother Sheng, don't be like that! You may not be interested in being my brother-in-law, but I'm interested in being your brother-in-law!" Liu Hao slowed down the car, "Don't you think it would be prestigious to have a brother-in-law who's always available? And what's wrong with my sister? Sure, she's a bit older, but she's beautiful and has a great figure. In Rongcheng, she's definitely a beauty, and the number of young men who have their eyes on her could fill several caravans. As the saying goes, a woman three years older is like a golden brick. Most importantly, my sister has never had a boyfriend, never! You understand what I mean..."

"Stop, stop!" Faced with Liu Hao's endless chatter, Chen Dasheng quickly interrupted, "Rat, what did your sister do to you that you're so eager to marry her off?"

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