Basics

Fast!

Baili Qingfeng himself didn't know how many times he had practiced this simple thrusting sword technique.

Thirty thousand times? Forty thousand times? Or even more?

Right now, he had no sword in his hand, only using his fist as a sword, but the sword's edge he thrust out was still something no one could withstand!

With one sword thrust, the earth shattered and the sky trembled!

"Bang!"

Before Hong Lie's fist energy could erupt, the energy of this thrusting fist had already struck his chest, instantly shattering his ribs, and the penetrating energy spread, evenly impacting his body.

The spreading energy carried astonishing inertia, impacting Hong Lie's body, causing him to fly backward, flying six meters at an even faster speed than when he came, and then heavily slamming into the ground, sliding out another three meters with undiminished momentum, until all of this impact force was completely offset before he barely stopped.

"You..."

Hong Lie stared wide-eyed, looking at Baili Qingfeng in disbelief, just about to say something, but it triggered his injuries, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Puchi!"

The bright red blood stained the ground red.

Baili Qingfeng chose to show mercy.

Otherwise, with the concentrated energy of the thrusting fist, it would have been like a sharp sword piercing through the body, directly tearing apart Hong Lie's internal organs, causing him to die on the spot!

"Grandmaster Hong!?"

Ran Tianying's expression changed.

"Senior Brother!"

The other two burly men who had come with him came to Hong Lie's side at the first moment, with a hint of horror on their faces.

Their Senior Brother Hong Lie was the most outstanding figure among the younger generation of disciples of the Iron Sword Sect. Although he had not yet stepped into Spirit Nurturing, due to his strong physique, his physical strength was no less than that of a Level 3 Warrior. Because of this, the Iron Sword Sect's Sect Leader ordered him to come to Xia City, the capital of Xia Hai Province, to give the Iron Sword Sect a head start, first gain a firm foothold in Xia City, so as to pave the way for the Iron Sword Sect's expansion towards Xia Hai Province in the future.

But unexpectedly, in such a small gymnasium, Grandmaster Hong Lie, who was highly expected by the Sect Leader and elders to expand the territory for the Iron Sword Sect, had already been seriously injured by a punch...

The warriors of Xia Hai Province...

Have their levels already reached such a high level?

For a time, the two couldn't help but feel dim about the prospects of the Iron Sword Sect expanding to Xia Hai Province.

"Go... let's go..."

Hong Lie said with cold sweat on his forehead and a pale face, relying on the help of his two junior brothers to barely climb up, and quickly left.

"Did you see clearly? This is the foundation I taught you!"

Baili Qingfeng calmly retracted his fist, and the sharpness all over his body gradually dissipated as he stretched out his right hand, which was clenched into a fist, and a master's demeanor arose spontaneously.

"Master... saw... saw it clearly!"

Ran Tianchi looked at Grandmaster Hong Lie, who was seriously injured and vomiting blood, and had to rely on his junior brothers to help him leave, and took a deep breath, his tone trembling.

"Never underestimate the basics. Breadth is not as good as depth. When you practice a single sword strike or a single punch tens of thousands, even millions of times, even if it's basic, the power it unleashes will far surpass so-called peerless sword techniques and fist arts."

Baili Qingfeng said, "The Primordial Thunder God One Hundred and Eight Forms Body Refining Art I'm teaching you is like this. Although the first thirty-six forms are basic, if you can cultivate them to my level, you can definitely turn the ordinary into the miraculous. No matter how strong the opponent is, no matter how fancy the fist techniques they use, I can break them with a single sword! Do you understand?"

"Under... understood..."

Ran Tianchi nodded heavily, "Master... I... I shouldn't have doubted your strength. From now on, I will definitely cultivate my character, abstain from lust, and focus on learning the sword and practicing martial arts."

Baili Qingfeng nodded.

He already had ideas for the last seventy-two forms of his Primordial Thunder God One Hundred and Eight Forms, which was to use "Electricity" to cultivate, using electricity to stimulate the body and promote physical transformation. However, this cultivation method is still unstable, and he is still experimenting with it little by little. When he has successfully tested this cultivation method and made it possible for people with ordinary physiques to cultivate, the Primordial Thunder God One Hundred and Eight Forms Body Refining Art will definitely become the most top-notch body refining art in the world.

If Ran Tianchi and the others are promising talents, he doesn't mind teaching them this method at that time, but if they really can't endure even this little bit of hardship, then there's no need to walk the path of martial arts.

You should know that Baili Ruoxue also practices the Rushing Thunder Thirty-Six Forms more than ten times a day. These people's meals are more nutritious than Baili Ruoxue's, and their physiques are stronger than Baili Ruoxue's, who is a woman. As long as they grit their teeth and practice hard, they can definitely practice thirty times.

"A tall building rises from the ground. The foundation is the root of everything. With a good foundation, what fist techniques and sword skills can't be practiced? This method will be slow to take effect, but it is my way of teaching. Do you all understand?"

Ran Tianying and the others fell silent.

They didn't care whether Baili Qingfeng's words were right or wrong.

They just didn't expect that Hong Lie...

Was so unbearable.

No!

It's not that Hong Lie is unbearable, but...

Baili Qingfeng is too strong!

They had witnessed Hong Lie's strength not long ago.

The team of bodyguards they hired had received professional combat training, but they were all defeated by Hong Lie in less than a minute in a joint attack by eight people. This kind of skill is well-deserved.

But such a strong person couldn't withstand a single move from Baili Qingfeng...

Immediately, Ran Tianying apologized to Baili Qingfeng, "I'm sorry, Grandmaster Bai Li. We were bewitched by Hong Lie and others, and coupled with Jack's hospitalization, we suspected and wronged Grandmaster Bai Li. Jack did go on a cruise with friends for half a month before he was hospitalized... I heard that Grandmaster Bai Li needs some medicinal materials from our Ran family. From now on, I will give Grandmaster Bai Li a copy every month as an apology to Grandmaster Bai Li."

Baili Qingfeng glanced at Ran Tianying and nodded.

The 1.04 million he got from the Jiang Family has been spent on learning, and only 108,000 is left. Although a monthly share is low, it can save him 60,000 to 70,000, which is not a small number.

"We'll have to trouble Master Bai Li with our kid."

"No need. Just like I said before, the master leads the way, but the cultivation is up to the individual. I am only responsible for teaching and passing on my understanding of martial arts to them. Whether they are willing to learn and whether they can learn depends on themselves."

Baili Qingfeng said calmly.

It's just a money transaction.

Immediately, Ran Tianying said politely and left with his entourage.

Hong Lie didn't leave any harsh words when he left.

Baili Qingfeng was obviously a level stronger than him, which showed that he must be a real Spirit Nurturing martial artist. Maybe the saying that he had cultivated Fist Intent was also true. Less than twenty... but he had such achievements.

Such opponents have the hope of becoming guests of honor of the city lord, and even their Iron Sword Sect is unwilling to provoke them.

With everyone gone, the martial arts hall returned to silence.

The only difference was the way the staff members in the hall looked at Baili Qingfeng, which had clearly changed.

If their previous respect was merely the polite deference of employees towards a superior, now, looking at him, it was with a reverence that came from the heart.

The awe of the weak towards the strong.

"That Hong Lie... he's not bad. Two months ago, if I faced him, I'd probably have to use Spirit Refinement Manifestation or the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art to defeat him, but now..."

Baili Qingfeng sat in his practice room, thrusting his sword again and again.

He hadn't practiced any sword techniques.

Not even the Bai Li family's Rushing Thunder Sixteen Swords.

But as he practiced simple thrusts, slashes, strikes, picks, and lifts more and more, these basic sword techniques had taken on a different meaning in his eyes.

Therefore, with each thrust, in addition to striving for the sword's accuracy and stability, he also focused on feeling the traction of each thrust on his muscles, the plucking of his nerves, the extension of his bones, and the effective utilization of his energy.

He didn't know much about martial arts.

But he had read a lot of books, so he understood the principle that reading a book a hundred times reveals its meaning!

He believed that practicing swords and practicing fists was the same.

Right now, he had obviously touched this level.