Chapter 9: The Final Confrontation Down

  "The internal energy training is to first let the internal energy reach the four limbs, then let it reach the back, followed by reaching the chest, abdomen, and head. The so-called internal energy reaches the chest means that Chen Pengtao only needs to feel a mosquito landing on his limbs, back or chest to immediately mobilize his energy to kill it. Other martial arts masters' internal energy invading these parts will also be resisted by their own internal energy, greatly reducing its power. It is said that when a deeply skilled martial arts master sleeps, if an insect lands on his body, his body can naturally and spontaneously release internal energy to kill the insect, without even feeling it. This is the internal energy reaching the whole body, the great achievement of practicing Qi and transforming spirit."

  Ma Ying hesitated for a moment, considering for a while, then said: "As for others, I don't know, but as far as I know, Master has already reached the state of 'one feather does not add, one fly does not fall'. However, using internal energy to stimulate the dark power consumes a lot of physical strength, just like killing a water buffalo with internal energy, it consumes more than ten times the physical strength of external energy. So even if someone is an expert in internal energy, they won't easily use it."

  "One feather cannot be added, flies cannot land, the face does not age. I didn't expect that the national art of 'flower fist and brocade leg' would put a living example in front of me, but I don't know if Laozi's iron shirt can withstand bullets." A big question mark appeared in his mind, Luo Kai thought for a moment and couldn't help but laugh at himself. Flesh and blood can't withstand bullets, he was really stunned by the exquisite skills of these few people.

  "Didn't Second Master's punch just now cause Chen Pengtao any serious injury?" Luo Kai asked involuntarily.

  Although Chen Pengtao's chest had already opened up his inner strength and he had practiced the Iron Shirt to a high level, Luo Kai didn't think that Chen would be able to withstand a punch from him. After all, using one's flesh and blood to resist an iron fist was not such an easy thing to do.

  The injury was definitely there, but it wasn't enough to make Chen Pengtao lose his fighting strength. Unfortunately, Second Brother's internal energy had only been trained up to the point of reaching his back, and the fascia in his chest hadn't been opened up yet. In terms of both quantity and endurance, his internal energy was slightly inferior to Chen Pengtao's. Otherwise, the outcome would have already been decided earlier. Ma Xingyu shook his head, feeling sorry for his second brother Li Chen.

  On the martial arts arena, Li Chen's battle intent was boiling over.

  The left hand is stretched forward, with the five fingers curled and grasped. The middle section of the index finger protrudes to form a peak, while the other four fingers are clenched into a fist. The thumb presses tightly on the third joint of the index finger, and the ring and little fingers are lower than the surface of the fist, forming a roughly stepped shape.

  The right hand is hidden at the waist, with the index and middle fingers stretched out separately, the thumb slightly bent, the tiger's mouth slightly closed, and the ring finger and little finger naturally curved.

  "With his left hand in a four-fingered fist, the four fingers tightly grasped the middle finger joint in front. His right hand was in a two-fingered palm, with force concentrated on the two fingers. Li Chen's junior brother had used all his strength, and these two moves were both powerful secret techniques from the Crane Fist style." Ma Kangyu knew that Luo Kai knew very little about martial arts, so he explained.

  Chen Pengtao had one foot in front and the other behind, his hands spread open like eagle wings, using the Eagle Shaking Feathers move, every muscle and tendon crackling with energy, his tendons drumming, and in an instant he adjusted his entire body to its optimal state.

  Chen Pengtao's eagle wings fluttered, taking the initiative to strike first. His body moved as swiftly as a hawk capturing its prey, like lightning. His hands opened and closed rapidly, his iron claws flashing like a fierce storm. He was truly a master of the Eagle Claw style, unleashing a flurry of punches and claw strikes in rapid succession, showcasing the technique's characteristic ferocity, speed, and density.

  Li Chen saw the invitation to disband, his hands twisted and rotated, shrinking and expanding, flipping and turning with agility. One hand took the shape of a crane, making it seem like magic. He muttered to himself: "The crane is a yang bird, yet it travels in yin. It relies on metal energy and rides on fire essence to nourish itself. Metal corresponds to the number nine, fire corresponds to the number seven, therefore the crane undergoes a small transformation every seven years, a major transformation every sixteen years, transformations cease after one hundred sixty years, and its form is fixed after one thousand six hundred years. The earth is the foundation, two fingers make a palm, four fingers make a fist, earth gives birth to fire, earth gives birth to metal, fire assists metal's power, changes are endless, might is boundless."

  It's strange to say, after Li Chen finished his chant, he was like a stimulant, and his speed and strength, which were originally slightly inferior to Chen Pengtou, miraculously increased by one level, with a tendency to suppress Chen Pengtou.

  Its body is clean, so its color is white. Its voice can be heard in the sky, so its head is red. It feeds on water, so its beak is long. It perches on land, so its feet are high. It flies among clouds, so its feathers are thick and its flesh is sparse. With a large throat to spit out, and a slender neck to take in new things, its longevity cannot be measured. When it moves, it must rely on islands and sandbars, when it stops, it does not gather in forests and trees, for it is the ancestor of the feathered tribe, the celestial steed of the immortal family.

  Another segment of the incantation finished, Li Chen's aura suddenly rose, and a breath similar to that of the patriarch of the Avian Tribe or the noble steed of the Immortal Family began to emanate from him. This was meant to suppress Chen Pengtao's eagle-like aura with the majestic presence of the Crane-shaped Patriarch.

  A long nose and a short mouth means one sleeps little; high insteps and sparse joints mean one has great strength; eyes that are wide open and bright mean one can see far; phoenix wings and swallow tail feathers mean one loves to fly; a tortoise back and a turtle belly mean one is fertile; light in front and heavy in back means one dances well; large thighs and slender feet mean one can walk. My appearance is like the auspicious signs of a crane.

  A surge of energy rose with Li Chen's recitation.

  I don't know if it's an illusion, but Luo Kai had a feeling of seeing someone superior.

  "You, you think you can condense the fist intent by borrowing Xianren Fuchu Gong's transmission to Wangzi Jin's 'Xianghe Jing'? You, a person with internal energy that hasn't reached your whole body, want to condense the fist intent? You, a person who hasn't cultivated and transformed your spirit to greatness, can you really condense the fist intent?" Chen Pengtao was shocked, his eyes wide open, and his words were incoherent.

  A martial artist refines their spirit and energy, transforms their body through intense training, can break bricks and shatter stones, this is the standard of a second or third-rate master.

  Refine your energy and spirit, easily defeat others with a single move, and cause harm without leaving any evidence is a top-notch skill.

  Cultivate the spirit and transform it, easily achieve great success, and quietly penetrate the entire body, which is a super first-class standard. Refine the spirit and return to emptiness, condense and refine the fist intention, clearly and harmoniously adjust, and completely transform hardness and softness, this is the ancestor of national arts.

  What is boxing intention. The country is broken, the mountains and rivers are one, a full Jiang Hong, waiting from the head, collecting the old mountains and rivers, Chao Tian Que, is Yue Fei's boxing intention. Horizontal and vertical four sides, is the Mongolian iron cavalry undefeated boxing intention. Save the country and save the people, eight flags enter the pass, so that the Ming dynasty boxer has his own boxing intention. Strong country strong people, is the Qing dynasty master's boxing intention. Ten thousand miles long march, thousands of mountains and rivers do not turn back, the Long March spirit is the old revolutionary's boxing intention.

  An old man was working at a neighbor's house when he suddenly heard that his own house was on fire. He rushed home, still holding the lit cigarette, and ran five kilometers to put out the fire. After extinguishing the flames, the cigarette was still burning.

  A woman lifted several tons of heavy steel beams to rescue her daughter from under the rubble of a collapsed building.

  According to "Medical Records", during the Ming Dynasty, there was a girl who suffered from a strange illness. Every time she yawned, her arms would stick up in the air and couldn't be put down no matter what. Many doctors were consulted but none could cure her.

  Later, her family invited a doctor to come and treat her at home. The doctor said that to cure the illness, he needed to use moxibustion on the Dantian acupoint below her belly button. As he spoke, he reached out to untie the girl's pants. The girl was so embarrassed that she quickly covered herself with her hands, and unexpectedly, her arms returned to normal without her realizing it.

  What kind of power is this? It's not the obvious strength that comes from muscles, nor the hidden strength that comes from tendons. It's a power triggered by the spirit. The Long March of ten thousand miles doesn't mention the enemy's pursuit and siege, nor does it mention the scarcity of food. With such a distance, without lofty beliefs, one cannot go on. Willpower and faith are invisible and intangible, what are they? They are divine. Those who have achieved great things in martial arts can transform and refine their spirit.

  The power triggered by the spirit is also studied in modern times. Modern medical psychology believes that due to various complex internal and external reasons, there is an inhibitory phenomenon in human brain function, making it difficult for people to perceive their abilities for a long time. Under unexpected strong stimulation conditions, this inhibition is removed, and the potential hidden in the human body will suddenly burst out, producing a kind of magical power. Many studies have shown that more than 90% of human ability is in a dormant state and has not been developed.

  The national art master condenses the boxing intention, brightens and harmonizes the light and dark, and completely transforms the use of spiritual power to trigger, harmonizing the positive and negative forces, returning yin and yang to chaos, and turning the acquired back to the innate. Refining the spirit and returning to emptiness, infinitely developing human potential.

  Li Chen spoke three consecutive sentences. The first sentence said that the power of the crane is infinite and boundless. The second sentence said that the crane is the ancestor of the feathered tribe, the divine horse of the immortal family. The third sentence expressed that he was the superior one, the king among cranes. If others heard these three sentences, they would definitely think it's absurd and ridiculous, but in Li Chen's heart, this is the truth. Why did Li Chen practice boxing? These three sentences made it clear: to make himself stronger, to make crane boxing the leader of flying bird-shaped boxing, to make crane boxing second only to the immortal family's techniques, and to become the greatest master of crane boxing since ancient times.

  A martial artist's will is firm, not moved by external things. Once a direction is set, they advance without hesitation. When their will is concentrated to a certain degree, they feel that their desires are the truth! What is right is right, and what is wrong is also right. I think I am what I am! Such highly condensed beliefs produce spiritual suggestions, opening the door to potential with a method similar to hypnosis.

  One sentence is enough to make me the prime minister, which expresses Li Chen's heart voice.

  Li Chen surprisingly wanted to borrow Xianren Fuchu Gong's transmission to Wang Zijin's "Xiang He Jing" to condense the fist intent, and take a step into heaven.