Taixuan Style

Chen Junxuan was the name of the old man before him. He was 68 years old, and his robust physique, completely unbefitting of his age, was proof that he had never given up on honing his Martial Arts.

At this moment, the old man looked at the youth before him, who hadn't even reached the age of twenty, and felt a surge of emotion. He had never imagined that someone could learn all the Martial Arts he had spent his life summarizing and integrating in just two weeks, and apply them in combat almost perfectly with no prior fighting experience.

Terrifying comprehension ability, incredible insight, and a talent that seemed innate, perfectly controlling the strength of his entire body.

With just a glance, the youth had learned the technique of generating full force on the spot. He was like a giant sponge; even a Martial Arts master like Chen Junxuan felt there was nothing left to teach him after just two weeks.

All the youth lacked was the tempering of his body and insufficient combat experience.

Having such a disciple was both a blessing and a curse for any Martial Arts master.

However, Chen Junxuan only felt fortunate. He had traveled far and wide throughout his life, his personality unrestrained and unconventional. He had spent most of his time integrating his own Martial Arts. In the three years he had stayed in this country, he had integrated the essence of most martial arts schools into himself. Iaido, Ninjutsu, Karate, Kendo, Aikido, Judo, Tang Shou, Sumo – he had seen the essence of all these Martial Arts.

Only one school within Kendo, for various reasons, he had not had the chance to exchange knowledge with.

Yet, when he had roughly unified his Martial Arts, he had no disciple to pass it down to.

Although Chen Junxuan was naturally carefree, he couldn't help but feel a sense of regret. It was around this time that he heard about the youth in the Martial Arts circles.

That was roughly around November 10th to 13th.

Determined to become stronger, Su Qing'an registered at a Karate dojo to test the fundamental changes in his extraordinary Soul Essence.

Then, within a brief ten minutes, he understood. With the State of Still Water of his Sword Heart and his terrifying insight, he could directly engrave the muscle memory that usually required meticulous honing into his body in a short period.

Su Qing'an guessed that his State of Still Water was completely different from the normal one. The normal Sword Heart State of Still Water should be a method to bring the body into a competitive state.

Clearing his mind, relaxing his body, and finally achieving the goal of sensing every subtle change in his body.

His State of Still Water, on top of this foundation, could achieve more subtle and direct control over the strength of his entire body. This was why he had such a terrifying and illogical learning speed.

Initially, his speed was slower, but after visiting over a dozen dojos, his learning speed increased exponentially. He could almost fully learn a technique shortly after the demonstration.

However, the youth soon felt a bottleneck. The martial arts taught in the dojos usually had some techniques held back. Even if they didn't, Su Qing'an, whose learning progress was on a completely different level from ordinary people, found it difficult to explain his specific situation.

Spending money to silence people and ensure they taught everything was one path, but it was risky and too slow. So, he spent six figures in Japanese Yen to hire a few sparring partners to test himself again.

While fighting with the sparring partners, besides confirming that his combat strength had surpassed that of ordinary people, he also realized something: he could steal techniques during combat.

Within three minutes of fighting with Su Qing'an, he could learn all the martial arts styles that his physical condition could exhibit.

After realizing this, he simply started challenging dojos.

In the State of Still Water, his combat power had reached the limit that ordinary people with average talent could achieve in a lifetime of effort.

Therefore, he was confident he wouldn't be defeated. Even if he were, in a society governed by law, he could settle it with money. But if he couldn't survive the Honkai four months later, any amount of money would be meaningless.

The ability to control every subtle force allowed Su Qing'an to give his opponents the experience of a life-or-death struggle. He held nothing back because he was confident he could perfectly dissipate the force before it reached his opponent.

However, his opponents were unaware of the youth's confidence. To avoid being beaten to death, each of his opponents used their lifetime's worth of skills, leaving no room for holding back.

Thus, in just three days, he had turned the Martial Arts circle of Changkong City upside down.

The rest was obvious. After witnessing one of the youth's dojo challenges, Chen Junxuan's worldview was shattered.

And then, Su Qing'an, as he is today, was achieved.

Su Qing'an treating Chen Junxuan with the courtesy of a half-master was not without reason. The man's personality was as unrestrained as Su Qing'an had rarely seen in his life. He had no airs and completely disregarded sectarianism, while his Martial Arts foundation was as deep and vast as an abyss.

Theoretically, Su Qing'an could have emptied out an entire school's ultimate techniques in ten minutes.

But he learned from Chen Junxuan, and with the latter's careful guidance, it still took him a full two weeks to completely learn his Martial Arts, which showed the complexity of Chen Junxuan's knowledge.

Although Su Qing'an's learning speed was so fast that any normal martial artist seeing it might have their mind collapse, Chen Junxuan was overjoyed. It was the pure joy of seeing his legacy passed on, the peace of mind that his Martial Arts would continue.

The old man understood the complexity of his life's Martial Arts. He had embraced most of the world's martial arts schools throughout his life. If the learner were not Su Qing'an, it was very likely that they would have been lost to time.

Therefore, passing down his entire life's knowledge in two weeks brought him immense comfort in his old age.

With Su Qing'an's natural talent, he was more than capable of carrying the torch forward and pushing his Taixuan Style to even more terrifying and profound limits.

The Taixuan Style, which he had spent fifty years creating, was completely mastered by the youth in a mere two weeks.

What kind of heights and future would the Taixuan Style reach in his hands?

It truly made one's heart fill with anticipation, my disciple, Su Qing'an.