An Hour of Practice for the Boxer

Zhao Ge was shocked at that moment.

This scene before him had surpassed his imagination.

Even though Li Yi possessed a naturally robust foundation, his Dragon Sinew, Tiger Bone physique was exceptional, but ultimately, he was an outsider. Forget practicing martial arts; he only knew how to fight recklessly, without any understanding of techniques. Even a farmer fighting would know a move or two of boxing or kicking.

Even if it was just for show, he should have at least seen some basic moves.

Yet, this kind of disciple had assumed a proper Punch Stance in mere moments, without any deviation, as if he had undergone years of training.

"Whether he truly learned it or not, one try will tell."

Zhao Ge took a breath and strode forward, grabbing Li Yi's shoulder before directly flinging him away.

"Holy crap."

Li Yi was caught completely off guard by the sudden shove and fell directly onto the ground.

His backside ached intensely.

Before he could even ask why, Zhao Ge spoke again, "Come, Mengde, assume the Punch Stance again. Master wants to see your results."

This move had a purpose.

Suddenly losing balance, being startled, and then feeling pain – everything learned just moments ago would be instantly forgotten. Then, a quick test would reveal what truly remained as one's own.

Zhao Ge was filled with anticipation.

Under his stern admonishment, could Li Yi still maintain his Punch Stance?

"Alright." Although Li Yi didn't understand the reason, seeing Zhao Ge's serious demeanor, he didn't ask further. This might just be a teaching method.

He assumed the Punch Stance again.

This time, it was still flawless, just like before.

Zhao Ge immediately fell into deep silence.

At this moment, he was certain. Li Yi had truly learned it completely.

Such talent was simply unbelievable.

However, Zhao Ge didn't know that Li Yi's talent wasn't inherently superior. It was simply because his body had undergone Cultivation evolution, possessing extremely strong adaptability, making him learn anything quickly. Furthermore, he wasn't the only Cultivator who had awakened their Spirit Medium on Earth; there were many.

There was no time to be astonished.

Zhao Ge glanced at the burning Soul-Departing Incense, suppressed his inner shock, and continued, "Mengde, the Punch Stance hurdle is cleared. Next is practicing punches. I want to see if your method of generating Force is correct. Throw a punch now and let's see."

"Okay, Master."

Li Yi assumed the Punch Stance and then threw a punch.

It appeared powerful and forceful, but in Zhao Ge's eyes, it was loose and ineffective.

Zhao Ge pointed out, "No, your posture is correct, but your Force generation is wrong. Also, you haven't mobilized the great dragon of your spine. The Force isn't twisted into a single rope; it's all scattered."

"I understand." Li Yi continued to punch, adjusting his body.

Zhao Ge continued to guide him, "You need to pay attention to your waist too. Here, the sinews and bones here need to be mobilized."

"Okay." Li Yi mobilized his waist Force, swung his spine, and a gust of wind erupted from his punch, incredibly fierce.

"It's starting to look like something, but it's still not right. The Force generation is too slow."

Zhao Ge continuously pointed out Li Yi's mistakes, but as he guided him, he quickly realized that Li Yi only needed to correct a mistake once, and he would thoroughly learn it afterward. He wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

Moreover, his physical potential was immense; he improved with every swing of his fist.

Teaching martial arts like this was incredibly easy.

Soon.

Zhao Ge stopped giving pointers. He had imparted all the key principles and only asked Li Yi to practice more, grasp the feeling, then integrate and comprehend it, and finally, develop his Punch Force.

"He's truly an unparalleled raw talent for martial arts."

He sat down on a chair nearby, watching Li Yi practice his punches, and sighed, "It's a shame he can't return to the Martial Arts School with me to inherit my legacy. Otherwise, the Four Seas and Eight Regions would be turned upside down by him alone."

"Yi's Divine Might is unparalleled throughout history."

Zhao Ge also entered a fantasy of his own at this moment. He could foresee that years later, countless Martial Way masters would be subdued by Li Yi's single punch, and then, with heartfelt admiration, utter these words. And as Li Yi's Master, he too would be remembered for eternity.

Thinking about it, what a wonderful thing that would be.

However, his fantasy time ended quickly.

"Bang!"

An explosion sound pulled Zhao Ge's thoughts back.

"Daddy, his punch made a sound."

Zhao Qian had been watching Li Yi practice his punches. When this explosion sound came out, her eyes widened, and she looked at Zhao Ge with utter astonishment.

"I heard it." Zhao Ge's hands were trembling slightly. "A sound like that is priceless. His Punch Force has been developed."

From beginner to the sound of the punch, how long had it been?

Less than half an hour. My heavens, if this were to get out, would anyone believe it?

Even the storytellers couldn't make up something this outrageous.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Li Yi practiced his punches with focus. At first, he felt like there was a force in his body he couldn't unleash, but after constant adjustments and finding the right feeling, his body immediately remembered. Then, punch after punch, the frequency of the impacts grew higher and higher.

By the end, every punch he threw made a sound.

And the sounds grew louder and louder, like thunder shaking the air, making one's chest feel heavy.

"Now that he's found the Force, Mengde is unleashing all his divine might. He can still improve, and there's a lot of room for growth," Zhao Ge's heart pounded. This raw talent was finally starting to shine.

Seeing his rapid progress, he immediately jumped up from his chair and said, "Mengde, stop practicing for now."

"What's wrong, Master? Did I practice incorrectly? I'm still adjusting, I feel like I can do even better," Li Yi asked, puzzled.

"No, you're practicing very well, extremely well. It's just that your Master feels you're ready for the next step," Zhao Ge said immediately.

Upon hearing this, Li Yi immediately put away his Punch Stance. "Master, what should I practice next?"

He was thirstily absorbing unknown knowledge, constantly growing and improving. Whatever his Master taught, he would learn. Having more skills wouldn't weigh him down; he had little ability himself, so learning more would surely lead to more progress.

Zhao Ge was gradually accepting Li Yi's terrifying learning ability. He said, "Practicing punches, punches, ultimately it's just practice. This is the Training Method. But when you encounter an enemy, practicing punches won't work; you'll get beaten badly. So, you need to learn the Fighting Style. I will teach you how to fight next. Actually, besides fighting, there's also the Nourishing Method, which focuses on cultivating Blood Essence, moistening the five organs, and strengthening sinews and bones. However, the Nourishing Method is very complex and can't be taught in a short time."

"Training Method, Fighting Style, Nourishing Method? I understand. I'll learn how to fight now," Li Yi nodded, comprehending what his Master had said.

Just as Zhao Ge was about to give instructions, Zhao Qian walked over. She grabbed Zhao Ge's arm and said, "Daddy, there's no time. There's only half an hour left of the Soul-Departing Incense. If we don't go to Ghost Street to buy the medicine now, we'll miss this opportunity. We don't know when Ghost Street will open again, and your injuries can't wait."

"Time passes that quickly?" Zhao Ge glanced again at the Soul-Departing Incense in front of the spirit tablet.

Indeed.

Only a small stub remained.

"There's still time. Mengde, you learn quickly. I'll teach you the Fighting Style now. We've come this far; not learning the Fighting Style would be a terrible waste." Zhao Ge gritted his teeth and pushed his daughter away.

"Daddy." Zhao Qian immediately became anxious.

She knew her father was giving up on buying medicine and planned to spend the remaining half hour teaching Li Yi.

"Don't say another word," Zhao Ge said sternly, afraid his daughter would say something she shouldn't, cutting her off.

Zhao Qian's eyes immediately turned red, tears welling up in them.

Seeing this, Li Yi understood what was happening. He immediately said, "Master, I won't learn anymore."

"No, we're just missing the Fighting Style," Zhao Ge said urgently.

"Master, if we're fated to meet again, we can meet next time. You can teach me the Fighting Style then. I absolutely will not learn now," Li Yi said seriously.

"Don't be stubborn. Our meeting as Master and disciple on Ghost Street was already a rare event. Meeting again in this life will be difficult. My age... my Blood Essence is already declining, and my spirit is also damaged. I'm nearing my end. Let me teach you the final step, or I won't be able to rest in peace even in death," Zhao Ge said.

Li Yi, however, shook his head. How could he let his savior and Master miss the time for treatment just to teach him?

Even though they might never see each other again, he would have a guilty conscience for the rest of his life.

"Master, you don't need to say any more. Your life is the most important. Time is pressing now, I'll go find the medicine for you."

Without hesitation, Li Yi immediately put on the Human Skin Mask and rushed out of the courtyard without looking back.

"Wait, don't go out! Daughter, help your father put on the Paper Clothes. He doesn't know the way. I'll go chase him back."

Zhao Ge was agitated and, in his carelessness, didn't manage to stop Li Yi in time, watching helplessly as Li Yi opened the courtyard gate and rushed out.

"Dad, you stay in the courtyard. I'll go find Big Brother Yi." Zhao Qian didn't dare let her father chase after him again. She unfastened her clothes, revealing the Paper Clothes underneath, and quickly chased after Li Yi.

"Nonsense, if anyone goes, it should be me,"

Zhao Ge shouted loudly, and also rushed out quickly, but he stopped at the courtyard entrance.

He didn't dare go out.

Because he was a living person, and without wearing Paper Clothes, his living aura would attract ghosts and Yin Soldiers. Not only would he be unable to help, but he would also bring danger and trouble to his disciple and daughter outside.

If he waited to put on the Paper Clothes, the two outside would be long gone.

Besides, someone had to stay in the courtyard as a living person to open the door.

Otherwise, the Door Gods at the entrance would stop them, and they wouldn't be able to return.

"Sigh." Zhao Ge could only sigh heavily, unwillingly turning back.