Chapter 63: Strength Improved, Flesh-and-Blood Martial Arts (Requesting Monthly Passes and Continued Reading)
In the History Building, fifth floor,
inside a sealed room.
"Zhao Zhao Yinman, I'm coming, are you ready?"
"Mm, use force, don't worry about my feelings."
"Good, then I'll go all out!"
As the words fell,
in the training room, Jiang Yan, clad in a black martial arts uniform, bent his legs and kicked off violently, his body shooting out like a cannonball, appearing before Zhao Zhao Yinman in an instant, raising his hand to deliver a cannon fist.
The Qi force was fierce, unstoppable as a bamboo-splitting tide!
But Zhao Zhao Yinman blocked with her crossed arms, her hands changing form to coil around his arm like a python, then suddenly pressing down, dragging his center of gravity lower.
Jiang Yan instinctively tried to lift, but Zhao Zhao Yinman used his force to leap into the air, twisting her waist and hips, suddenly turning sideways, executing a Great Dragon Tail Whip kick, her bare Bai Xi jade foot striking his left temple.
Buzz!
Ripples of Jin Guang spread across Jiang Yan's body, blocking the attack.
"A rabbit kicking an eagle."
Seeing this, Zhao Zhao Yinman used the air for leverage, her skirt fluttering, heading straight for his face.
Still blocked by the Jin Guang!
Jiang Yan grinned, while Zhao Zhao Yinman said calmly:
"Don't lower your guard!"
The next second, he saw talismans flying from beneath her skirt, their patterns writhing like dragons and snakes, flashing with electric arcs.
"Thunder Explosion Talisman!"
Boom!
The talisman exploded violently, accompanied by terrifying shockwaves, raising dust into the sky, with electric arcs writhing within.
Zhao Zhao Yinman moved, somersaulting in the air, landing steadily.
With a casual wave, dozens of Thunder Explosion Talismans surged like a river, continuously entering the dust and exploding.
The booming sounds continued,
fortunately the training room had soundproofing, otherwise the entire Pan'an County would have panicked, thinking it was a gas pipe explosion.
She watched within the dust, stopping her movements, her crimson eyes calm as water.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The next second, Jin Guang erupted, raising a gale that blew away the dust.
Jiang Yan was unharmed, the Jin Guang forming a barrier a foot away from his body, like a golden seal.
At this moment, the proficiency of the 【Vajra Hayagriva Seal】 had broken through Expert level, reaching 【Mastery 58%】.
Combat is indeed the fastest way to improve!
Especially with the wisdom of skill offspring increasing, the efficiency of idle cultivation is getting higher and higher, estimated to break through to 【Perfection level】 very soon.
In half a month, surpassing others' decades of Hard Work.
Jiang Yan said, still wanting more: "Why stop? I haven't reached my limit yet."
To this, Zhao Zhao Yinman extended her Bai Xi small hand and said lightly:
"The sparring package you bought only includes thirty Thunder Explosion Talismans; continuing requires renewal."
"Besides, I am indeed a bit tired."
Jiang Yan chuckled dryly and changed the subject.
Just kidding, sparring costs three points per session, equivalent to ninety thousand yuan in cash.
What family could afford such extravagance?
Especially the Thunder Explosion Talismans, averaging three thousand each, but Jiang Yan had seen the procurement list for 【Supernatural Yellow Paper】, with a purchase price of two hundred each; even accounting for the specially mixed cinnabar, the cost was at most three hundred.
Reselling meant a tenfold profit, even at a colleague's price.
Last time, when Divine Sakura Biology owed Zhao Zhao Yinman four talismans, Jiang Yan had her report thirty, reimbursing eighty percent.
Going back and forth, she even earned four extra talismans.
Jiang Yan looked on with envy, wanting to start a money-making cultivation art as well.
Zhao Zhao Yinman made an "Mm" sound and continued: "Your foundation and bones are top-tier, and your comprehension is astonishing; you mastered the Great Ape Stance and Coiled Dragon Stance after seeing them once, but your combat experience is too little.
The flesh-and-blood martial arts produced in the modern Republic of China dungeon, while not as good as spells, can well excavate the body as a treasure through stances, breathing methods, and techniques.
Even in special disease zones where spells are forbidden, one can still maintain powerful combat strength."
"You've worked hard."
Jiang Yan nodded in agreement; this was why he paid to have human-machine zombies.
Although they charge money, they really get things done!
These past few days, Zhao Zhao Yinman not only sparred but also taught him many stances, martial arts, and breathing methods; through the Monkey Heart Bloodline's heaven-defying comprehension, he integrated them, birthing a 【Primary Flesh-and-Blood Martial Arts】 skill.
He threw it to the Two-Headed Shadow-Eating Great Snake for fusion.
Its proficiency also rose to 【Expert 99%】 during this period; just one final push away from breaking through to Mastery.
Skill proficiency is one's own understanding of the art, but the River of History presents it as data, a benefit for History Walkers.
And to break through to the Law Seed Realm, besides expanding the Dao Foundation to its extreme, one must elevate a skill to 【Mastery level】, then gather the Law Qi corresponding to the Dao Foundation's attribute, nurturing the art into a law.
After gathering Qi, one cannot slack off.
Qi is the essence of rules, compatible with the human body, with the possibility of failure and backlash.
The higher the proficiency, the lower the failure probability.
If at Perfection level, one can nurture a Law Seed with one hundred percent certainty.
Jiang Yan asked curiously, "Are all the Republic of China instance dungeons gone?"
Zhao Zhao Yinman nodded and said, "Most were swept clean by the founder of the Historical Correction Bureau, while a few sank into deep history; precisely because of this, the present world remains safe."
"Moreover, remnants of the old era from Flesh Martial Arts and the various schools and trades remain active in the present world; the Book Mountain Taisui has an entire classification for these related lineages, which you can exchange points to study if you wish."
With the strength of one person, he swept away an entire era.
Yet such a domineering figure regarded them as a sun rising in the east.
If there is a chance, I truly wish to meet him face to face.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan asked, "Have you seen Old Ba recently?"
Seeing Zhao Zhao Yinman shake her head, Jiang Yan felt quite regretful.
His original sparring partner was Old Ba, allowing him to thoroughly freeload.
He didn't expect this fellow to be so elusive lately; he could only bump into him while eating at the restaurant, looking like someone suffering from kidney deficiency due to excessive staying up late.
There haven't been many missions in the Pan'an jurisdiction recently either; what has he gone off to do?
Speaking of this, Jiang Yan felt somewhat depressed; initially, he heard there were countless diseased realm creatures to hunt here, but after entering...
Eating the unit's food daily, living in the unit's housing, and collecting a monthly salary of fifty thousand, yet with barely a few missions each month, he felt he was rotting away.
Regarding this, Zhao Zhao Yinman was also puzzled; clearly, it had been very busy before, yet recently the number of diseased realms appearing in Pan'an had suddenly decreased greatly.
It was so calm it felt eerie.
Zhao Zhao Yinman could see that Jiang Yan was short on money; recently, she too had been striving to save up.
As a zombie, she had few material desires; she simply wanted to use money to persuade Jiang Yan to let her sleep in the Coffin Spirit once.
Recalling that Jiang Yan had said last time that it was his family.
Zhao Zhao Yinman possessed no memories related to family and did not know what that feeling was like.
"It should be... very precious."
If she only offered a few hundred points, the other party would feel her attitude was insincere and become angry.
Therefore, Zhao Zhao Yinman decided to save up five thousand points before approaching Jiang Yan to negotiate.
The sparring session ended at noon; this was not because Jiang Yan lacked money, but because the materials he had purchased with most of his fortune were scheduled to arrive that afternoon according to the system, so he prepared to return home and take a shower first.
Inside the room,
the Coffin Spirit and the Little Sky Ghost were watching television together.
Since both were offspring of the Demon God Embryo, they got along quite happily.
Even so, the Coffin Spirit, acting with the bearing of an elder brother, shielded the other behind him and said,
"Don't be afraid; Grandpa Coffin will protect you."
The Little Sky Ghost nodded movedly, shrank his body backward, turned his head, and hugged the precious mirror in his hands tightly.
The Coffin Spirit secretly closed his eyes.
As long as I can't see it, I won't be afraid!
Jiang Yan glanced at the screen, his expression becoming strange; it was actually...
The Corpse of the Old Village.
Although this film was indeed terrifying and belonged to Jiang Yan's childhood trauma, the two of you are a Coffin Spirit and a Sky Ghost.
Which of your true forms isn't more terrifying than Chu Renmei?
Watching the two little fellows closing their eyes to watch a horror movie, Jiang Yan took out the remote control and turned off the television.
So embarrassing!
"Gulp!"
Seeing his master return, the Little Sky Ghost pounced directly onto him, sat on Jiang Yan's shoulder, and rubbed his head affectionately.
"Is it over?"
After a while, the Coffin Spirit opened his eyes, only to find the television already turned off; shifting his gaze, he caught his master's meaningful look.
At this moment,
the Coffin Spirit really wanted to find a place to burrow into and bury himself.
To cover up the awkwardness, he hastily changed the subject:
"Master, I have successfully nurtured my first Nether Treasure!"
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