Baji Quan, Thunder Strike Great Accomplishment!

"Thanks, Qingzi."

After checking Fang Qingyu's back and finding no serious injuries, Lu Chen immediately came over to thank him.

"It's nothing."

Fang Qingyu waved his hand.

As a teammate with the ability, it was natural for him to step up.

From what Old Jiao had said tonight, he knew that the group of Martial Practitioners was mostly quite united.

So, there was really no need to dwell on such a small matter.

"Come, I'll teach you how to find Life Pearls."

Old Jiao also regained his composure and led him to the wall where the remains had been shattered.

"Life Pearls are what we get from killing Life Spirits. They are usually located in the heart or the head."

Fang Qingyu followed closely, listening intently.

When starting out in any profession, having someone guide you is a kindness.

"How is it, Brother Chen!?"

After a short while.

The other team members also arrived one after another.

As long as they also carried a Barrier Breaker, they could enter the force field opened by Old Jiao at the specific location.

"All done, there were 5 in total."

Lu Chen said with a smile.

The haul this time was quite good.

It was rare to encounter several at once.

Most were solitary types.

Difficult and troublesome to kill, yielding only one Life Pearl.

Although that Life Pearl could provide more energy for Martial Practitioners to cultivate the Contemplation Method, it was definitely not as cost-effective as multiple ones combined.

"Not bad, a great start right off the bat!"

The others praised him, their eyes filled with envy.

Life Pearls were distributed based on labor.

When the others arrived, the battle was already over, so they naturally couldn't claim any Life Pearls.

"Thanks for the trouble, everyone. Let's pack up and go."

Lu Chen would also receive a Life Pearl this time.

He was feeling quite pleased.

He certainly wouldn't complain about getting just one.

Although Brother Jiao took the lion's share with three, one had to be handed over to the merchant guild, one was for the merit of killing the Life Spirit, and the last one was gambled for by risking his life to create the force field.

And Fang Qingyu, a mad genius, got one.

He had absolutely no objections.

Who knew when he might need Fang Qingyu to save his own life.

"Let's go."

Old Jiao called out, having explained everything that needed to be said.

The remains of the Life Spirits had all been packed up.

As for the combat aspect.

He didn't think he had the qualifications to teach Fang Qingyu.

"Withdraw~!"

Everyone was happy to survive the Life Spirits each time.

Regardless of whether it was their own fight or not.

When the sound of a surging crowd once again reached their ears.

Before their eyes...

...was a small stall!?

"Before we come out each time, our people will set up camouflage at the fluctuation point in advance."

Old Jiao explained when he saw their reaction.

This was incredibly thorough.

Fang Qingyu nodded inwardly. No wonder he hadn't found any trace of Transcendent activity before.

He returned to the car from the pedestrian street.

Looking at the lively scene outside, he felt a sense of being in a different world.

He had just been engaged in a life-or-death struggle.

Yet, the pedestrians on the street seemed completely unaffected.

If the three of them hadn't intervened just now.

Not to mention anything else.

With the Marrow Gu's destructive power.

It would have at least killed dozens of people.

Although it was for the improvement of his Martial Path, a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

It felt quite good.

However, for the rest of the time, the radio seemed to have run out of power.

There was no more news.

Not until 2 AM.

Old Jiao turned his head awkwardly.

"Sorry, Qingzi. Usually, I can pick up signals two or three times, but it was quite safe today."

"It's fine."

Fang Qingyu smiled and shook his head.

If the Life Spirits were to erupt in the city, it wouldn't be this peaceful.

He had anticipated this before the fight.

Moreover, it was a low-risk area they were patrolling today, so the probability of encountering Life Spirits was indeed lower.

"Shall I have someone send you back?"

Old Jiao said, opening the car door.

"No need, I can get back myself."

Fang Qingyu didn't want to trouble the two of them further and hailed a taxi home.

This journey of hunting Life Spirits.

Had come to an end.

But he had still learned a lot.

For example, Life Spirits don't always appear alone.

And he became familiar with the entire process.

It was just a bit of a pity that he didn't encounter any Cultists.

Fang Qingyu really wanted to see their combat strength in reality.

They could actually suppress Martial Practitioners.

But there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

No need to rush.

Back home.

Fang Qingyu sat on the sofa and began to take stock of his gains.

He opened the compendium.

[Life Spirit · Marrow Gu recorded, reward 1 Skill Point]

[Resentful Infant Type · Mother-Child Symbiotic Type]

[Collection Progress: 2/7]

This time, he had killed a new Life Spirit.

And was rewarded with another skill point.

Adding the previous two, he now had 3 points in stock.

Originally, Fang Qingyu had intended to save them to upgrade his Contemplation Method.

But the number of Life Pearls required for the Contemplation Method was far beyond his imagination.

So, it was better to add them to other skills first, increase his combat power, and speed up the rate at which he acquired Life Pearls.

Use it early, enjoy it early.

There were currently 2 skills most worth upgrading.

Baji Quan and Thunder Strike.

After the previous few days of training, my progress in Baji Quan has reached over half, up from 75%.

I only need a few skill points to level it up.

As for Thunder Strike, I haven't practiced it because my weapon isn't ready yet.

However, in the future, when I'm fighting Life Spirits, Thunder Strike will definitely be used more often than Baji Quan.

So, it's fine to put the remaining two points into Thunder Strike.

With that thought, Fang Qingyu no longer hesitated.

He allocated all 3 skill points.

First was Baji Quan.

One skill point disappeared.

A series of crackling sounds came from his spine, and the fascia under his skin writhed and reorganized as if swarming with ants.

Fang Qingyu instinctively struck a stance.

The moment his knee joints bent slightly, the surrounding air seemed to be pulled in.

It abruptly sank downwards.

Countless details about Baji Quan.

Awakened within his neural synapses.

Muscle memory surged like boiling water.

The previously stiff joint connections suddenly opened up, as if rusty gears had been re-oiled.

The slight bend in his knees was now three points more precise than before.

A fraction more would make it stiff, a fraction less would make it floaty.

The connection between his latissimus dorsi and his waist/hips became smooth. The points where he used to feel like he was "short of breath" when practicing punches now felt as precise as meshing gears.

Fang Qingyu pushed his palm through the air, and his shoulder blades made a light "click."

The power from his waist and hips, which previously required deliberate activation, now flowed naturally along his spine to his fingertips.

His breathing rhythm unconsciously changed.

As he inhaled, his rib cage expanded like bellows, and the turbid air sank to his Dantian.

As he exhaled, his chest resonated like muffled thunder, and his pores subtly contracted and expanded with his breath.

Fang Qingyu finally understood why Instructor Zheng always said.

That the stance should be nurtured within the breathing method.

But that wasn't all.

Fang Qingyu then poured all his remaining skill points into Thunder Strike.

The instant the second skill point merged into the plus sign behind Thunder Strike.

Fang Qingyu's pupils suddenly constricted to the size of needle points.

Myriad sword light afterimages appeared on his retinas.

It was as if some cross-temporal combat memory had been forcibly injected into him.

His right hand involuntarily clenched into a fist, as if holding a blade.

The latissimus dorsi muscles on either side of his spine suddenly contracted, forming two streamlined muscle bundles.

His shoulder blades acted like unfolding sword guards, refining the trajectory of his arm swings to millimeter-level precision.

"Hoo."

Fang Qingyu leaned against the wall, panting.

Next time.

I should try not to upgrade two skills at the same time.

The aftereffects are a bit intense.

After recovering for a while, Fang Qingyu looked at the status panel.

[Congratulations, your professional advancement skill "Baji Quan" has been upgraded to Lv.3 (12/300)]

[Congratulations, your professional advancement skill "Thunder Strike" has been upgraded to Lv.3 (0/300)]

[Strength: 21.6→22.1]

[Speed: 19.2→19.7]

[Physique: 20.2→20.7]

His attributes had once again seen an explosive increase.

Fang Qingyu walked to the bathroom.

And looked in the mirror.

The muscle lines reflected in the mirror had become even more fluid. It wasn't the exaggerated bulges of a bodybuilder, but a lean and tight coordination like that of a cheetah.

Besides Fang Qingyu himself, no one knew the explosive power contained within this body.

Now it seems.

I could probably kill my previous self with a single punch!