Immortality begins in Goose City

Chapter 7 Martial Arts Prodigy

"Thank you for your help, Instructor Wu."

After dismissing the servants and leaving Wu Zhichong behind, Huang Shujian walked to the bathtub and reached out to test the water temperature.

It was scalding hot, but having been nourished by the tiger's heart, it was still within a tolerable range.

He deftly removed his sweat-soaked shirt and trousers, leaving only a pair of knee-length silk shorts, revealing his slightly thin but well-defined upper body and the grotesque centipede-like scar on his left chest.

He held onto the edge of the tub and stepped into it.

"hiss--"

The scalding hot medicine instantly enveloped my body, bringing a slight stinging sensation, which then transformed into an indescribable warmth, seeping into my skin from all directions.

"Young Master, calm your mind and focus your spirit. Follow the instructions in the cultivation method to circulate your Qi and blood!" Wu Zhichong reminded him in a deep voice from the side.

Huang Shujian did as instructed, sitting cross-legged in the bathtub, with only his shoulders and above exposed.

He closed his eyes, cleared his mind of distractions, and began to breathe slowly according to the breathing rhythm of the "Tiger Subduing Absolute Blade Technique" mental method, one long and three short breaths, nine shallow and one deep breaths.

At first, I only felt the warmth of the medicine.

But as his breathing deepened, especially when he deliberately guided his thoughts and imagined the flow of qi and blood with his breath, a sudden change occurred!

Inside his chest, the beating of the mountain king's heart seemed to suddenly become stronger!

"Thump! Thump! Thump..."

The steady, powerful heartbeat could be clearly heard in the quiet courtyard.

Warm and surging currents, with each heartbeat, surged from the heart and quickly flowed to every part of the body.

At the same time, the dark brown broth in the bathtub, which exuded a strong medicinal aroma and a faint smell of blood, seemed to come alive!

Countless tiny streams of heat, like tiny, living snakes, rushed through the pores of his entire body and into his body.

The warm current originating from the heart within the body instantly merged with the medicinal power surging in from outside!

Huang Shujian felt as if his body had become the center of a vortex.

Two forces, one internal and one external, surged and circulated through his meridians, bringing a slight throbbing pain wherever they passed, but more importantly, an indescribable sense of comfort and fulfillment.

It was as if parched land had received a refreshing rain.

He could clearly see that the color of the herbal bath was fading at a visible rate.

The broth, which was originally dark brown like tea, gradually became clear and transparent, leaving only some medicinal residue at the bottom.

The absorption rate is astonishing!

In less than ten minutes, the water in the bathtub had become almost transparent, and the water temperature had dropped to lukewarm.

Huang Shujian suddenly opened his eyes!

A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he felt completely relaxed, his blood and energy flowing freely, as if inexhaustible strength was hidden deep within his body.

The fatigue and sluggishness from practicing knife skills were completely swept away.

He suddenly stood up, splashing water in his wake.

He grabbed a clean white shirt draped over a nearby chair and hastily put it on his wet body, not even bothering to button it up.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped out of the bathtub, his bare feet touching the cool stone floor, and casually picked up the ghost head knife.

Holding the blade in my hand, the feeling is completely different!

The previous heavy, cumbersome feeling that was difficult to control has largely disappeared.

Instead, it feels comfortable to hold, as if the blade has become an extension of one's own arm.

He went to the center of the courtyard and got into position.

With a thought, the moves of "Tiger Subduing Absolute Blade Technique" naturally appeared in his mind.

It was no longer the awkwardness and stiffness of before.

The waist and hips twist, and the power rises from the soles of the feet, flows through the legs, waist, and back, and finally smoothly reaches the arms, pouring into the blade!

"call!"

The blade sliced ​​through the air with a clear, sharp sound.

tease!

hang!

cut!

……

The basic moves were executed in a smooth and methodical manner, though not yet particularly sophisticated. The transitions between movements were much fluid, and the fierce aura of a tiger descending the mountain was beginning to emerge.

Huang Shujian practiced faster and smoother.

The body's Qi and blood flow naturally accelerate with each movement and specific breathing, gradually forming a unique rhythm in conjunction with the swordsmanship.

The blade flashed in the courtyard, stirring up some fallen leaves.

The sound of a tiger's roar began to echo around him.

Wu Zhichong stood aside, originally intending to observe and provide guidance.

But at this moment, the expression on his face had changed from initial calm to surprise, and then to disbelief!

His eyes widened as he stared intently at Huang Shujian's every move.

"This...how is this possible?" A storm of shock surged through his mind.

After completing a set of basic sword techniques, Huang Shujian sheathed his sword, stood with his eyes closed, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The breath was long and deep, condensing into a thin white mist in the cool air.

Just as he sheathed his sword, the text on the mental panel finally changed!

[Technique: Tiger Subduing Absolute Blade Technique (Beginner)]

"Finally... I've grasped the basics." Huang Shujian sighed with relief. The path of martial arts had begun!

"Young...Young Master...you've already mastered the basics?" Wu Zhichong's voice was a little dry, filled with undisguised astonishment.

Huang Shujian nodded: "Yes, after all this trouble, we've finally figured it out."

Wu Zhichong's lips twitched uncontrollably.

So long?

From the time he handed the secret manual to the young master until the end of the medicinal bath, it had been less than two hours!

Two hours to learn a superior sword technique?

Wu Zhichong recalled that he was once hailed as a martial arts prodigy, and it took him a full seven days to master the basics of his family's boxing style!

When I was practicing the "Great Victory Fist", I thought I was already very fast, and it still took me half a month. My master praised me for having the potential to be a martial arts champion.

Compared to this young master in front of me...

Wu Zhichong felt his face burning, and a strong sense of shame and frustration welled up inside him.

"Perhaps...perhaps it's because the Tiger Subduing Absolute Blade Technique is easy to learn?"

"Yes, that must be it!"

"After all, I only obtained it by chance, and I have never cultivated it, so my understanding of it is not deep," he comforted himself.

He composed himself, regaining some of his instructor's authority, and coughed lightly, saying, "Ahem, young master, you are exceptionally talented and have mastered the basics with remarkable speed. Congratulations!"

"However, young master, you should know that martial arts training is easy to begin but difficult to master."

"To reach the level of minor success, major success, or even perfection, one must diligently practice over many years..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Huang Shujian, who was in the courtyard, suddenly changed his aura!

If the knife technique just now was only superficially similar, it still showed the awkwardness and imitation of a beginner.

At this moment, Huang Shujian simply stood holding the knife, and his entire aura seemed to merge with that ghost-head knife.

A hidden yet more concentrated and fierce aura began to swirl around him.

His eyes, too, became like those of a tiger eyeing its prey, sharp and piercing.

Wu Zhichong's next words got stuck in his throat.

His eyes widened and his mouth slightly agape, as if he had witnessed something incredible.

"Xiao... Xiao Cheng?!" he almost cried out, his voice trembling.

Huang Shujian suppressed his imposing aura, turned to look at him, and smiled slightly: "I've only gained a slight understanding."

Have I gained some insight?

Wu Zhichong knew all too well how much hard work was involved in going from beginner to expert!

So many people get stuck at the beginner level for years without making any progress!

He felt his lips twitch uncontrollably again, and the muscles in his cheeks were twitching.

He subconsciously touched the empty wine flask at his waist.

A devastating blow!

I am so ashamed!