Chapter 25: Bitter Cultivation
The third room of Wu Kui Pavilion.
The room was even smaller, in a reverse trapezoid shape, with only enough space for two people, and a small bookshelf placed on the side.
"There are only four martial arts manuals at the mortal high rank!" Wang Shi was expecting this, but he was still a bit surprised. Are mortal high-rank manuals really that rare?
Wang Shi shook his head, perhaps it was because the Wang family was too small, or Stone Mountain Town was too small.
Wang Shi flipped through the martial arts manual page by page, carefully.
"Kong Fist: High-Rank Normal Class, each punch is like a diamond, possessing great destructive power!"
"Flame of the Furnace", ordinary high-level, each furnace slag has great power.
"Wind Light Shadow" is a high-level ordinary skill, extremely fast, like a shadow, suitable for escaping.
"Wan Yue Pi" is a high-level intermediate sword technique, like the Grim Reaper's sickle, it comes without a shadow and leaves without a trace!
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Wang Shi finished reading and began to ponder, saying: "Except for 'Feng Qing Ying', the others are all attacking martial arts, with varying degrees of power. Which one should I choose?" Wang Shi had never practiced before, so he didn't know which ones were good or bad.
"You can choose two." The old man said at this time.
Wang Shi was somewhat surprised. Generally speaking, a martial arts manual could only be obtained once, and he couldn't help but ask, "Is that okay?"
The old man nodded.
"Then I'll choose 'Feng Qing Ying' and 'Jin Gang Quan'." Wang Shi thought for a long time, finally making up his mind.
"Feng Qing Ying" can speed up, if encountered a crisis, can escape quickly, can be said to be a lifesaving method, while "Jin Gang Quan" matches with one's own physical strength, will definitely be more suitable for oneself.
"Have you finished choosing?" said the old man.
"Ah, just these two." Wang Shi said with a deep breath.
………..
In the morning, in a remote area of Wang's house, a figure was vigorously waving his strong arms.
"Drink! Drink! Drink!" With each punch Wang Shi smashed onto the giant stone in front of him, some bloodstains were reflected, Wang Shi gritted his teeth, and each punch did not reduce in strength.
"With this stupid idea, I can only rely on brute force to smash this boulder and achieve the Diamond Fist!" Wang Shi thought of the training method of the Diamond Fist and complained.
Boom boom boom
King Stone sweated profusely, his fists pounding against the massive stone one by one, exerting all his strength, yet unable to shatter it.
"If it's about using spiritual power, a small boulder is hardly enough!"
Wang Shi cast aside his distracting thoughts and focused wholeheartedly on punching the massive boulder with his fists, causing fresh blood to splatter onto its surface.
"How can this be broken open!" Wang Shi felt hopeless.
"I don't believe it!" Wang Shi roared, and another fist slammed into the boulder, producing a dull thud. He felt a scorching sensation surging from his fist, followed by a wave of numbness and pain.
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In the afternoon, Wang Shi started practicing "Feng Qing Ying". In front of him were several wooden stakes with sandbags tied to them.
The purple grass beside it pushed the sandbag forward and shook it on the wooden stake.
Wang Shi took a deep breath and stood up, but a sudden gust of wind came over and slammed into his forehead, sending him crashing to the ground.
"Come on, again!" Wang Shi exerted himself.
Boom boom boom
Wang Shi was knocked to the ground again and again, really embarrassed. Wang Shi felt a little dizzy.
"Sticking to the wind? How can I stick to the wind?" Wang Shi thought painfully.
Wang Shi had just managed to move on the wooden stake with great difficulty, but as soon as he let his guard down, he was knocked flying again by several dozen kilograms of sandbags.
"Ah! Ah!" Wang Shi cried out in anguish, even the purple grass nearby couldn't bear to look.
The silhouette that was smashed down was constantly being replicated, and the dull sound kept coming back from time to time.
This is undoubtedly self-abuse, and this kind of ascetic practice is not something that anyone can persist in. Looking at the youth's firm eyes, getting up again and again, as if he were a cockroach that couldn't be killed.
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This ascetic practice lasted for more than a month! With such a high-intensity ascetic practice, Wang Shi managed to hold on like this, don't know how much sweat and blood he shed.
That morning, Wang Shi closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, with a different rhythm in his breathing, as if following the flow of air, his half-naked body muscles becoming more coordinated and compact.
It was a long time before he opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of turbid air.
He stood up and faced the giant stone, on which a dirty patch appeared, with bloodstains and sweat marks, and the central point became rough and uneven.
"Drink!" Wang Shi faced the giant stone, took a deep breath, clenched his fists, concentrated all his strength on one point, and smashed it onto the giant stone with all his might!
"King Kong Fist!" Wang Shi shouted loudly.
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The giant stone finally couldn't withstand Wang Shi's blow, and a crack split open, followed by a dull thud. The entire boulder crashed down, shattering into fragments!
"We did it!" Wang Shi was somewhat excited, took a deep breath and clenched his fists.
This more than a month of hard work has finally paid off. Thinking back to this intense period, I was like a man possessed, practicing from morning till night, and some people who didn't know what was going on thought Wang Shi had gone crazy.
Tireless efforts have finally paid off!
Wang Shi pondered the essence of the Diamond Fist, then somewhat impatiently mobilized his spiritual energy, following the trajectory of the martial arts route flowing within Wang Shi's body.
Gushing sound
"King Kong Fist!" Wang Shi shouted loudly, his right hand fiercely smashing towards the ground, with a golden barrier wrapped around his fist, like a diamond, unstoppable!
A powerful force emanates from it.
Rumble rumble
The ground shook violently for a moment, and the land within several meters sank inwards. The dense cracks were like spider webs.
"Haha, not bad! Not bad!" Wang Shi was still somewhat satisfied with this effect.
…….
On the wooden stake, a figure swiftly ran like flying, jumping between sandbags, as if swimming in water, sometimes even brushing against the sandbags without falling down again.
"King Kong Fist!" Wang Shi's golden fist struck the swinging sandbag.
Boom
In an instant, the sandbag paused in mid-air for a moment before exploding the next, sending gravel flying in all directions.
"Hurray!" Wang Shi jumped down from the wooden stake with a loud whoop.
"Time flies, it's almost been two months!" Wang Shi counted the days, and this "Feng Qing Ying" had indeed taken up some more time, with some troublesome complications, but in the end, it was a success!
"Next is to apply it in actual combat." Wang Shi was very happy, and within two short months, he had initially mastered the two martial arts techniques. However, this was only a small achievement, and progress could only be made through actual combat.
Wang Shi wiped away his sweat and took out a bottle of spiritual liquid, drinking it down to recover his body.
"This spiritual liquid has been diluted to an unknown extent, far inferior to the spiritual liquid of the Zhou family. These three bottles of spiritual liquid are not even worth one drop from the Zhou family!" Wang Shi couldn't help but smile wryly, this gap was too big, and this kind of spiritual liquid could only slightly restore his spiritual power, offering very little help in advancing his cultivation.
"But these two months of hard work have also reached the peak of the fifth layer, and it's not far from the sixth layer!" Wang Shi said, his eyes shining with excitement.
