#69 - Chapter 69 Thunder and Blood Strike

It was a matter of great joy that Cheng Feng was summoned by Wang Tieshan and received praise from his master.

However, creating such a scenario inevitably required considering face and seeking common interests.

To outsiders, it looked more like a mutual display of strength. Once fame was achieved, business would naturally come knocking.

In this mutually beneficial situation, the old martial artists got along very harmoniously.

"Yes, you've done quite well!" Wang Tieshan responded with a gratified smile.

"It's rare to see such a firm martial heart in you, but it's a pity about your talent..." At this point, Wang Tieshan couldn't help but reveal a trace of helplessness.

Could it be that his own aptitude was truly lacking?

Cheng Feng's talent, which blossomed later, would surely shine brightly in the later stages of martial arts, but Wang Tieshan worried that Cheng Feng would be trapped in a bottleneck in the early stages and unable to break through. Even Lao Jiu, Zhang Zhuo, had been stuck in the Skin Refinement realm for almost two years, unable to progress, and even he himself had almost lost confidence.

"The reason I called you here is to tell you that the Blood Refinement realm technique has been given to you. In the next few days, you should stay in the martial arts hall and concentrate on cultivating. If you encounter any problems or doubts, you can come to me at any time. I refuse to believe that with your talent, you would be so strange!" Faced with Wang Tieshan's words, Cheng Feng could only show a trace of helplessness.

Or a concubine, playing games with me every day. I wouldn't dare say beauties like clouds, but there should be wine and meat by the pool, right???

But now, looking at the increased lifespan on the panel...

So, that means I've made a profit?

He began to follow his master's instructions, preparing to practice the Thunderous Bloodburst Art well in the martial arts hall.

This ceremony has now completely ended.

After some twists and turns, Cheng Feng calmed down under Wang Tieshan's guidance.

For martial artists, meditation is one of their main methods of cultivation.

These strange movements are the necessary auxiliary actions for cultivating the Thunderous Bloodburst Art.

The purpose is to help beginners better understand and sense the path of blood energy circulation.

At this moment, Cheng Feng was intently staring at the secret manual in front of him.

However, whenever he stopped moving, the blood energy originally gathered in his body would quickly dissipate like a tide, disappearing without a trace.

This sudden change made Cheng Feng feel a little at a loss—after all, he had not yet fully adapted to this peculiar cultivation method.

He truly crossed an invisible threshold.

The Muscle and Skin Refinement realms were basically given to him by the panel.

Cheng Feng's real battlefield had always been on his own warm and fragrant bed.

He couldn't understand how this prodigy, who had cultivated to the Blood Refinement realm in just six months, could become so dull.

However, Cheng Feng was very clear about his own aptitude, but he couldn't explain it well, so he kept silent and tried to practice.

Not only that, Cheng Feng even took the initiative to ask Wang Tieshan to demonstrate it himself.

Faced with his disciple's sincere request, Wang Tieshan was a little reluctant, but he still agreed.

In this process, Cheng Feng constantly thought, comprehended, and strived to integrate what he had learned.

And Wang Tieshan saw that Cheng Feng was studying so diligently, his attitude gradually changed, and he began to teach this talented disciple with special talent more earnestly.

In order to cultivate the Thunderous Bloodburst Art in the Blood Refinement stage, Cheng Feng can be described as going all out and studying desperately. Unfortunately, although his brain had understood the mysteries, his hands had never grasped the essentials. His own blood energy was difficult to circulate throughout his body no matter what, which made Wang Tieshan stomp his feet in anger.

Moreover, this was only the Blood Refinement stage. According to his master, there were even more difficult Bone Refinement and Organ Refinement realms to come, and even the pursuit of a higher level of True Qi realm.

However, this time, Wang Tieshan exceptionally demonstrated it in his usual practice, which showed his importance and expectation for Cheng Feng. Wang Tieshan only launched one strike, and it shocked the audience.

At that time, the old man stood with his hands behind his back, calm and composed, while the other hand was palm up, slightly turned, allowing Cheng Feng to see the blood energy he had condensed in his palm. Then, he slowly closed his fingers, shaped like a blade, and waved his hand in a slow-motion-like elegant posture.

At this time, Wang Tieshan, despite his advanced age, only had an unusual blush on his face after performing this move, and then he returned to calm. It seemed that the blow had not had much impact on him, and his profound skill was amazing.

What's more, there is such a secret and powerful killing move as a trump card...

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng became more and more fascinated by the amazing power contained in the knife techniques taught in the martial arts hall. If he could master such skills, who would dare to bully him at will?

After all, the most important thing right now is to cultivate the Thunderous Bloodburst Art to the entry level. In this way, his energy will naturally not be too focused on obtaining Fortune Points.

He can be considered a small success now, able to make money and practice martial arts. When he arranges for Lao San and Lao Da...

The entire Cheng family has hope for the future! There are still two days before the eldest Cheng Shu, he can practice more.

As a result, when he went to the martial arts hall to find his master the next day, his master had gone out to visit friends. Cheng Feng looked frustrated, wanting to hear his master's teachings again!

At this moment, Basic Knife Technique (Proficient 1/200) stood there alone, looking a little lonely, but Cheng Feng would never easily give up his only attack skill.

After all, he doesn't have any boxing or palm skills at the moment, only the Basic Knife Technique can be used freely, and even reach the level of proficiency.

Although it is located in a remote area, far from the imperial court, Cheng Feng, as a transmigrator, knows that he cannot completely rely on others. Da Zhou has many civil and military officials and is full of talents, and he is just an insignificant Blood Refinement martial artist, unable to bear heavy responsibilities. Therefore, all he can do is take care of himself.

We ordinary people don't have high demands, as long as we can fill our stomachs and live a stable life, we will thank God! As for those power struggles and intrigues in the court, they are too far away and too profound for us!

Let's honestly guard our own small piece of land! Who knows when we will be involved in it and become innocent victims? So, for ordinary people like us, the greatest luck is to stay away from disputes and seek peace...

His first child will meet him in about four months.

I have to say, Cheng Feng is indeed very happy.

Because his intentions were perfectly understood, Wang Tieshan knew clearly that for Cheng Feng, training blood and skin was as easy as bullying a child.

In the eyes of those within the circle, this was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to increase his fame.

With sufficient strength, one could effectively protect one's own interests from infringement by others.

People within the circle would not engage in infighting, and those outside the circle would find it difficult to enter.

Cheng Feng respectfully bowed to Wang Tieshan and said, "Disciple greets Master!"

Cheng Feng stated firmly, "Of course, this disciple will not overemphasize fame; this disciple only wishes to concentrate on cultivating the martial path."

Faced with Wang Tieshan's words, Cheng Feng could only express helplessness.

But the slap in the face came too quickly.

Wang Tieshan said, with a mixture of disappointment and expectation, "I understand your situation roughly. Apart from the initial progress, I'm basically not too worried. After all, you achieved blood refinement within six months of joining the academy, which shows your aptitude. I know your elder brother is getting married next month. Before you go back, thoroughly understand the Thunderclap Bloodburst Art. I'll teach you the accompanying Thunderclap Saber when you return."

His own aptitude was so poor; if it weren't for the help of Cai'er and the others...

He might still be just an old fisherman!

Of course, after meeting the big fish Qiu Shui, he was at least a wealthy old fisherman.

If he hadn't known about the martial path...

He might have become a landlord in Liu Family Village, waving his sleeves and summoning a large group of maids.

Cheng Feng from his previous life came from a country with developed entertainment.

Playing around, wasn't that a wonderful thing?

Cheng Feng then realized that practicing martial arts could also increase lifespan.

"If I work harder and live to be two hundred years old, that would be worth it!" Cheng Feng spurred himself on.

The matters outside were basically finished. Wang Tieshan went out and said a few words.

He walked into the private quiet room behind the wall, preparing to begin cultivating the Blood Realm.

After entering the secret room, Cheng Feng sat down cross-legged, with his hands crossed in front of his chest. With the flow of blood energy within his body, his body also began to involuntarily change into various postures: sometimes stretching his arms like an ape embracing the moon; sometimes as fierce and powerful as a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Although this book was not the original, every move recorded in detail deeply attracted his attention. As time passed, Cheng Feng gradually immersed himself in understanding these movements, and truly felt the subtle changes occurring in his own blood energy.

The foundation-building realms of training strength and skin seemed to have left him behind.

Cheng Feng knew his own situation, and after acquiring the panel, he began to actively use his talent.

All the efforts in the early stages were to record skills.

Wang Tieshan initially stared fiercely at the person in front of him, pondering secretly, "Unbelievable! Such a clumsy, pig-like fellow is actually Cheng Feng?"

He understood that Wang Tieshan's verbal instruction played an important role in improving skills.

He patiently listened to every word of his master, carefully pondering the deeper meaning, and absorbing these valuable experiences into his mind.

When he demonstrated, his movements were smooth and flowing, showing the demeanor of a master. Cheng Feng concentrated on observing every detail, afraid of missing any key points.

Fifteen days had passed! During this time, Cheng Feng would return home every night and be intimate with the woman in his second room. And during the day, he listened attentively to Wang Tieshan's earnest teachings.

Seeing his master's exasperated appearance,

Cheng Feng felt a little heavy in his heart: "Could it be that I've encountered a bottleneck this time?"

Although there was no solid evidence to support this idea, and no definite conclusion could be drawn, the joy originally brought about by the imminent breakthrough to blood refinement was gradually disappearing, and his mood was as heavy as falling into a bottomless abyss.

The martial path is long and arduous.

Wang Tieshan would certainly not show Cheng Feng his blood energy without limit. It should be known that blood energy is the foundation of the human body, constantly nourishing the whole body. If too much blood is lost, it will cause shock or even death. Usually, only in life-and-death battles will people use this power.

In an instant, the blood energy in Wang Tieshan's hand was like an arrow leaving the bowstring, rushing straight towards the courtyard wall with a fierce momentum. With a loud bang, the wall collapsed in response, raising a cloud of dust.

Only now did Cheng Feng have a deeper and more comprehensive understanding of blood refinement. If simply practicing strength and skin toughness was still within the realm of mortals, with weaknesses and flaws,

Then once one entered the realm of blood refinement, one could completely achieve the feat of one man guarding the pass against ten thousand! After all, when one's own strength, speed, and defense all reached a certain critical point, the power that erupted was by no means something that ordinary people could resist.

At this moment, what was gratifying was that the number of Fortune Points he had accumulated had reached a full fifteen!

Since entering the blood refinement stage, Cheng Feng had begun to let things happen naturally, no longer deliberately pursuing the accumulation of Fortune Points.

The women in the family could finally breathe a sigh of relief and take a good rest.

At the same time, Wang Tieshan's journey of teaching and imparting knowledge would also come to a successful conclusion at the end of this month. In a few more days, it would be his elder brother's happy day, and he would definitely have to go and celebrate! Thinking of this, Cheng Feng couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart.

Fortunately, the master made some arrangements before leaving and appointed Senior Sister Zhao Wei to guide him. Cheng Feng was determined that if he still couldn't grasp the entry-level techniques of the Thunderclap Bloodburst Art before returning home, he would put all his Fortune Points into basic saber techniques. In this way, he might be able to see what kind of improvement the skill would have after reaching the proficient level.

In the past two days, news has been spreading in the streets and alleys: the Great Zhou Dynasty is about to reorganize its army again, preparing for battle. Various regions have already begun recruiting soldiers, but this situation has not yet affected Qingxi County.

The court is changing and unpredictable, but these are simply fairy tales for a commoner like Cheng Feng! Cheng Feng doesn't care about the dark vortex of power struggles! But speaking of it, Great Zhou is really unlucky this time! It's the second time they've suffered a big loss! The opponent who can force Great Zhou into such a situation—the Red Lotus Sect—is certainly not easy to deal with!

Listening to the comments on the street, Cheng Feng had his own plans.

He silently bought some vegetables and meat to take home; there wasn't much meat and vegetables left at home.

Recently, Xiao Qing's body has been growing well; it seems like it's time.

Cheng Feng is just a small person, thinking about his wife, children, and a warm bed. Cai'er is already five months pregnant, and her belly is getting bigger and bigger. Naturally, Cheng Feng loves Cai'er more and more. Cui'er and Xiao Hua are also growing up; there are only two months between them.