"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."
"Void Severing Palm."
"Empty Fist."
"One Finger Yang Skill."
"Orchid Finger Acupoint Strike."
"Fallen Blossom Sword Palm."
"Nine Yin Divine Claw."
Within the courtyard, Fang Xuan's figure darted about like a phantom. His palms shifted constantly, each strike displaying a different martial art technique. The entire small courtyard trembled with powerful inner force.
Only after a while did he stop, and the surging blood and qi within him gradually calmed.
Fang Xuan nodded in satisfaction. "Sure enough, every Small World has its own unique advantages. These martial arts may not increase cultivation, but they have greatly improved my combat strength. If I encounter that Flying Yaksha again, I could toy with it in the palm of my hand using these techniques alone. Unfortunately, the Heartbroken Palm requires a particular state of mind. I still can't master it."
Fang Xuan had traded the Heaven's Will Four Symbols Art for martial arts manuals with everyone. As long as they had any sense, they had been willing to trade, even offering the normally forbidden Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The Heaven's Will Four Symbols Art was simply too enticing.
Few people could refuse a divine art capable of summoning celestial phenomena and wielding the power of heaven and earth.
"Second brother, Second brother!"
A pair of tiny legs rushed into the courtyard. Upon seeing Fang Xuan, Zhang Jing pounced over, holding up a fluffy rabbit that was still kicking its legs. "Second brother, look! Isn't the bunny adorable?"
"It is rather adorable. Enough to stew a whole pot of meat."
The smile on Zhang Jing's face instantly froze. Pouting, she shouted, "Second brother is awful! I'm not playing with you anymore. I'm going to play with Sister Guo Xiang."
With that, she hugged the rabbit and ran off without looking