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What was a martial arts technique!

Martial Arts was a type of will, a type of spirit. It was the heart of the dao, courage, advancement, and killing.

When one comprehended martial arts to a deeper level, martial arts was the way.

As for the so-called work, it was the vitality and strength of the human body.

Through the practice of boxing, one's physical body, blood, and bones would be continuously tempered, causing one's body to continuously grow stronger. From then on, one's body would be able to split stones with bare hands, and one's strength would be able to rip apart tigers and leopards.

However, in ancient times, one would be able to stand still and still while gazing at the heavens. This was because they were comprehending the heavens and the earth, and they were also able to fight against beasts, humans, and the Heavens.

Continuously surpassing oneself and breaking through one's limits was martial arts.

By condensing the spirit of the martial path into steel and purifying the will into a blade, one would be able to better control the constantly strengthening body and allow the body to unleash power that exceeded one's limits.

A single punch could cause a Qi Explosion.

In order to cultivate martial arts, one had to cultivate martial arts. This was called martial arts.

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz ~!"

"BOOM ~!"

At this moment, in a bamboo forest with a circumference of one hundred meters, in Liu City's Li Clan's Wealthy Class, a young man covered his entire body. As he clapped his hands, a crisp sound was emitted.

He had practiced the martial arts to the bone marrow, and had mastered every ounce of energy in his body without leaking a single bit of it.

The young man's name was Li Yihong, the young master of the Li family in the Liu city.

"Bang ~!"

Li Yihong's fist suddenly punched out, the power of his fist exploded like an arrow piercing through the clouds, causing the air to vibrate, causing ripples in the air, and resulting in an explosive sound.

All the energy in his body was vibrating.

Within ten steps, the air current was like a sword that was being fiercely twisted.

Martial arts were not just a series of movements and movements.

It was difficult to use words to describe true martial arts. Only by continuously cultivating and comprehending them could one understand what martial arts truly were.

However, the so-called martial arts, techniques, and martial arts required a set of movements or else it would be impossible to practice and display all of it.

The same punches and kicks, a single move. Cultivating ten years and someone who had just started fighting at the same time was a world of difference.

Li Yihong cultivated the Li Family's six hundred year old cultivation method, the Maha King Fist. Rumor has it that it was a supreme cultivation method, a star cultivation method that had been passed down by the Li Family until now.

"In order to practice the Maha Fist to the limit, one must not only refine their body like steel, but also their heart and soul."

Li Yihong's eyes were sharp, but he was completely immersed in his own moves.

If the heart is not moved, then the heart is not confused. If the heart is not confused, then it is fixed.

Thousands of miles east of Liu City, there was a famous Temple of Brilliance. Rumor had it that there was a monk of great virtue who was unmoved by it, but was also known as Zen when compared to outsiders.

So the enlightenment of the high monks who do not move the heart is also known as Zen monks, Zen teachers.

He would not be restrained by the moves and techniques to the point where he could practice in an orderly manner. Only then would he be able to change his moves in an unpredictable manner and perform countless techniques.

In addition, he had a firm willpower, akin to the perseverance of a saber. Only then would he be able to remain unmoved.

Otherwise, one would forever be stuck at the Martial Master realm, unable to advance even an inch.

If a martial artist did not cultivate their heart to remain calm, it was easy for their heart to be thrown into disorder in a life or death situation. Their heart was thrown into disorder, and their hands and feet were thrown into disarray.

Once one's heart was not moved by cultivation, one would no longer be afraid of death, fearless, and immune to all forms of attacks.

Not being afraid of death was not because he did not love life, but because he loved it even more.

Cultivating martial arts was a love for one's life. Only by doing so could one continue to improve on the martial path, surpass oneself, and develop the body's limits time and again without suffering from illness or troubles.

In Liu City, only someone who was not tempted by the training could be considered a true Martial Disciple.

"Peng peng peng ~!"

The more Li Yihong fought, the faster he moved. His movements were soft, firm, and he looked like a tiger descending the mountain, treating his movements like a dragon.

"BOOM ~!"

The sound of the steps striking the ground was like a clap of thunder, and the entire hall was shaking as the force surged forward.

Such a powerful aura and the marble floor weren't blasted away by Li Yihong's powerful force. Even the surrounding bamboo forests remained as peaceful as ever.

This was because he had already controlled his strength to the state of Perfection.

He did as he was told, as though lifting a heavy object was light, and he didn't reveal any of his strength.

Otherwise, just the powerful force alone would be able to shatter the ground ten meters away from him when he lashed out with his leg. This was something only a peak Martial Master could do.

"Xiu ~!"

However, just as Li Yihong reached the peak of his power with his fist, a sharp white sword qi shot out like a beam of light. It was as fast as a meteor and as fast as a sword.

It went straight for the back of Li Yihong's head, as if it was going to pierce through his skull and kill him.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp ~!"

The sword qi sliced through the air, emitting an ear-piercing explosion of peerless power.

"Hua ~!"

Li Yihong's eyes twitched, and he turned his body like a giant python. His sharp eyes locked onto the incoming white light in a split-second.

It was actually a three foot tall peak made of sword light, and the tip of the sword was already three inches away from Li Yihong's forehead.

"Clang ~!"

Li Yihong flicked his finger like a python spitting out its tongue, then flicked his index finger onto the sword.

"Weng ~!"

Li Yihong flicked his finger and the three-foot-long green peak let out a wail. After a series of sword vibrations, it was shot flying.

"Xiu ~!"

With a flash of sword light, the sword shot into a stone lion in front of the simple yet elegant bamboo house twenty meters away. The sword was completely embedded inside, and only the head of the sword could be seen.

It could be seen how powerful Li Yihong's finger was.

Furthermore, Li Yihong was able to catch the trajectory of the sword in an instant. Breaking it so easily showed the strength of his cultivation base.

"Yi Hong, you, you've already mastered it to not be tempted?"

"Hua ~!"

A handsome young man in white looked excitedly at Li Yihong, who was tall and had sharp eyes.

The white-robed youth's right hand was trembling slightly. Clearly, he was the owner of the sword.

When they had entered the bamboo forest earlier, the white-clothed youth was already watching by the side. When he saw Li Yihong's aura continue to rise and that Li Yihong had already reached the peak of the Martial Master realm, the white-clothed youth's fighting spirit was immediately aroused. He wanted to spar with Li Yihong, but he did not expect Li Yihong to pull the sword from his hand with a flick.

For a swordsman, sending their sword flying was no different from dying. It could be considered a complete defeat in one move.

"Hu ~!"

Li Yihong raised his sword fingers three inches below his navel and spat out a mouthful of impure air.

"Hua ~!"

The pores all over his body opened and a stream of gray gas could be seen flowing out of them.

These were the impurities within his body, and they were filthy. After being washed out, his body would become even purer.

Most people practiced a set of fist techniques while sweating and gasping for air. Those who didn't know what was going on would think that they had achieved success in their training, but in reality, they had stumbled into the wrong path.

He couldn't even lock his Profound Qi, so he leaked it out during cultivation. If he practiced it, it would be a waste, and he might even cause hidden injuries to his body.

After executing a punching routine, he could feel his entire body feeling comfortable. His blood was flowing, and his bones were resonating. However, he was never able to train in martial arts and could not strengthen his dantian.

At most, it would only strengthen the body.

With the guidance of a master teacher, if Zhang Xuan were to train blindly, he would be able to cripple his body and exhaust his internal organs in less than three years.

"Immoveable Realm? "Just a little more."

Li Yihong had sharp eyebrows and a straight body. He was wearing a black suit with a pair of long hair tied up. He looked like a man with masculinity.

"Last night, out of a whim and after a night of meditation, I thought I could cultivate it without touching the heart and break through the Martial Master realm into the fixed realm. However, it's a pity that this step is difficult to break through."

Li Yihong slightly shook his head. In order to step into the fixed realm, one must not only be at the peak of the Martial Master realm, but also have a truly fearless mind and spirit.

"Yihong brother, you are already a genius. In the entire three million people in Liu City, there are less than ten young men who have reached the peak of Martial Master before the age of twenty, not to mention those who have not been tempted by Martial Arts. Furthermore, you are already at the peak of Martial Master at the age of nineteen, and are also known as one of the top ten most talented young men in Liu City.

The man in white looked at Li Yihong with a worshipful expression.

"Ten outstanding youths? "Hehe."

Li Yihong shook his head and smiled as if he was disdainful of the top ten young men in Liu City.

"Yiming, Cousin, why did you come to Liu City?"

As he spoke, Li Yihong immediately withdrew all of his aura, and the previous fierce aura disappeared. He became indifferent and refined, like a scholar.

It was not something an ordinary peak Martial Master could do to combine such perfect movements.

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