Chapter 17: Three Extremes Spirit Fist

Mentioning the martial arts circle, Lin Chao recalled the woman he had seen that day.

At the time, he had saved Qi Xueyan who fell from the third floor, and later, upon leaving the hospital room, he caught a fleeting glimpse of a short-haired woman with well-developed pectoral muscles.

Based on his experience with the Simulator, that woman was likely a practitioner, that is, someone from the so-called martial arts circle.

However, it was indeed as Zhao Xiaoyi said: the martial arts of this world were limited in their strength.

Compared to what was portrayed in television dramas, they were far inferior.

They were fine for beating up some ordinary people, but when dealing with some thugs carrying knives, they might even flip over.

"You're right." Lin Chao did not refute Zhao Xiaoyi's speculation again.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoyi was clearly immersed in a great desire to express herself.

"However, even if Heize didn't hold off ten thousand alone, he must have been a peerless powerhouse of that time.

I estimate he must have been a powerhouse like the Gun King Liu Xiu of that time!"

Mentioning the Gun King Liu Xiu, Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes shone, just like Heize's.

Clearly, she was very interested in the martial arts circle, or rather, in martial arts.

"Should be." Lin Chao recalled that not long after he first entered Kyoto, his master, the Gun King Liu Xiu, was no longer his match.

Master Liu Xiu's spear truly had some skill to it.

However, this generation's Grandmaster was more human than recorded in the history books.

Of course, one couldn't exactly call it being human.

If Lin Chao remembered correctly, Liu Xiu often took a bunch of disciples to go drinking and carousing.

Heize, at the time, naturally chose not to go.

But Lin Chao knew that the Crown Prince disciple was quite fond of going.

"The Liu Family Spear of the Gun King Liu Xiu has been passed down to this day and is considered one of the Unique Skills of Daxia now.

It is a pity that after a thousand years, the inheritance of the Liu Family Spear was once broken.

The essence of the Rain of Spear Flowers can only be seen in ancient books.

Although, after continuous improvements by later generations, the current Liu Family Spear is still extraordinary, but I don't know how it compares to the Liu Family Spear of the past in terms of strength."

Zhao Xiaoyi sighed; she became exceptionally energetic whenever she mentioned these things.

Rain of Spear Flowers, this technique, Lin Chao knew, was a technique for parrying a spear to discharge force, having quite a feeling of using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds.

Because it would be continuous and unending when flicking, forming spear flowers, it was called the Rain of Spear Flowers.

Heize had also learned this technique back then.

With Heize's strength at the time, he only felt it was flashy but impractical, not as convenient as just swinging the spear.

But Lin Chao understood that was because Heize had Natural Divine Strength.

For anyone else, learning the Rain of Spear Flowers would indeed increase their strength by a large margin.

The Rain of Spear Flowers could be considered a Unique Skill.

"How do you know so much?" Lin Chao was surprised.

After all, these things were very obscure.

Today's society was a modern technological society.

The martial arts circle was very small, not to mention one of its branches, spear arts.

"I am particularly interested in martial arts." Stars appeared in Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes, "Naturally, I know a bit more."

Lin Chao glanced at Zhao Xiaoyi.

Sure enough, Zhao Xiaoyi looked much healthier than an ordinary person.

She was a little distance away from being a practitioner, but she was quite good.

No wonder she knew so much.

"Brother Lin Chao, don't look at me as being smaller than you; if we were to fight, you might not necessarily be my match."

Zhao Xiaoyi spoke, clenching her small fist with a smile on her face, joking.

"Hmph hmph, I'm living with you; if you try to get handsy with me, see how I beat you up."

Lin Chao also smiled.

After finishing the meal with Zhao Xiaoyi, Zhao Xiaoyi put her things in the room and went to see Tianhai Jiaotong University.

Lin Chao originally wanted to go along, but Zhao Xiaoyi said she had friends.

Lin Chao naturally stayed at home.

There were still a few hours left until the next activation of the Simulator.

When the Simulator started, his whole person would not disappear.

Or rather, no matter how long the simulation lasted, in reality, it was actually just an instant, or rather, no time passed at all.

Therefore, even if Zhao Xiaoyi was there, he was not worried about exposing himself.

Lin Chao flipped through some history books, including "Wild Forest Records", "Three Stones Biography", and "Book of Han".

Lin Chao felt that reading these history books and thinking divergently allowed him to learn quite a few things from them.

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded.

Lin Chao got up and opened the door.

Zhao Xiaoyi entered the room, and behind her followed a woman wearing short-style clothing.

"Brother Lin Chao, this is my sister Xiaorou."

Zhao Xiaoyi introduced.

Lin Chao looked at the woman beside Zhao Xiaoyi.

This woman's appearance was very ordinary, but her eyes were bright and piercing, and most importantly, she was different from those women with slender figures.

Her body was full of muscle, and she was brimming with a sense of power.

Her arms were thicker than Zhao Xiaoyi's thighs.

At a glance, one could tell she was not someone to be trifled with.

"Hello." Lin Chao greeted this burly woman named Xiaorou.

Xiaorou smiled and responded.

"Brother Lin Chao, I'm going to sleep at Sister Xiaorou's place tonight, so I won't be coming back." Zhao Xiaoyi looked at Lin Chao and blinked her eyes.

"No problem." After thinking for a moment, Lin Chao agreed.

Zhao Xiaoyi was almost an adult and had her own ideas about how to do things.

Lin Chao was only her distant cousin, so naturally, he would not restrict her too much.

"Brother Lin Chao, you're the best." A smile appeared on Zhao Xiaoyi's face, and she returned to her room to grab some things.

Finally, she said goodbye to Lin Chao and left the room.

In the elevator, Xiaorou grinned: "Your brother is quite handsome; he looks slim in clothes but has muscle underneath. He's my type."

"Hey, Sister Xiaorou, my brother is still wearing his clothes, how do you know he has muscle underneath?"

"A woman's intuition."

"Heh."

Zhao Xiaoyi followed Xiaorou out of the elevator.

Xiaorou's expression became solemn at this moment.

"Xiaoyi, your natural aptitude is excellent; you are material for martial arts.

Would you like to consider joining our Sanji Sect?"

"Sister Xiaorou, I don't want to practice martial arts." Zhao Xiaoyi refused vehemently.

She did not want to end up with a body full of muscle.

Can't one just be beautiful on their own?

"Sigh." Xiaorou sighed, "I know what you are afraid of—you're afraid of becoming like me.

Actually... martial arts are not that simple.

According to the Ancestral Book, our Sanji Sect actually has not only the Three Extremes Fist but also the Three Extremes Spirit Fist.

After practicing this fist technique, not only is its power far greater than the Three Extremes Fist, but it also won't affect our physique."

"Ah? Is there really such a martial art?" Zhao Xiaoyi found it hard to believe.

If one practices boxing just as a show, there is indeed no need to strengthen one's body much.

However, to reach a certain level and want to break through, one's physical fitness must keep up.

Xiaorou was the senior disciple of the Sanji Sect, and her martial arts were very strong; five or six ordinary thugs could not get close to her.

"There is, but it's a pity that only the founder of our Sanji Sect ever successfully practiced this martial art.

Back then, the founder mastered the Three Extremes Spirit Fist and was a generation of martial arts Grandmaster during the end of the Great Cang era.

It is a pity that no one has mastered it since.

If you are willing to join our Sanji Sect, you could take a look at this martial art."

Xiaorou wore a smile; this martial art was no longer considered a secret within the Sanji Sect.

Every year, people practiced it.

As a result, the moves were easy to learn, but the power?

It wasn't even as good as the wild, flailing punches of a street thug.

The Sect Master of the Sanji Sect naturally did not want others to say that the sect's Unique Skill was useless.

Therefore, it became a case of no one having successfully practiced it.

However, according to Xiaorou's own practice of the Three Extremes Spirit Fist, she also felt it was out of place.

It seemed that there was some sort of dissonance within it.

She also believed the claim that no one in the present day could master it.

Perhaps it required a special opportunity or special natural aptitude to succeed.

The natural aptitude for practicing martial arts could be said to be mysterious and profound.

"Really? If that's the case, I'd like to try practicing it.

What if I am a one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy?"

A smile appeared on Zhao Xiaoyi's face.

"Maybe if I master the Three Extremes Spirit Fist, even if Heize were resurrected, he wouldn't be my match."

(End of chapter)