Main Body Core, Innate Secret Technique

At this moment, At the edge of the Martial Arts Arena.

Gu Tong, Wang Yanfeng, Chen Lü, and the surrounding disciples of the Body Sect all remained silent.

Their gazes no longer held the casual appraisal from moments ago, shifting instead into a look of scrutiny and gravity.

They had all seen Ning Feng's move just now with perfect clarity.

That was not some special effect brought about by a soul ring; it was pure physical strength combined with precise control over force exertion.

Thus, at this moment, Gu Tong suddenly asked, "Could it be, a Self-Created Soul Skill?"

Within the surrounding crowd, a sense of shock began to spread.

Ning Feng did not say much, simply nodding calmly: "Yes, I figured it out myself; it is indeed a Self-Created Soul Skill."

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but ask: "Junior Brother, this Self-Created Soul Skill... isn't it the same thing as our sect's battle techniques?"

Ning Feng looked at the person who asked and, without holding anything back, said directly: "In my view, there is no essential difference."

"Battle techniques are the methods of force exertion and attack that our predecessors in the Body Sect summarized through countless real-world battles."

"And what I just used is also something I repeatedly tested through actual combat."

"The names differ, but the core is the same: developing one's own martial soul and increasing one's combat capabilities."

This statement was very straightforward.

After hearing this, the surrounding disciples showed no signs of doubt; instead, expressions of sudden realization appeared on their faces.

In the Body Sect, the essence of cultivation is to become stronger.

As long as one can become stronger, they maintain an open attitude toward skills regardless of their origin.

They did not possess the parochialism found in academy-style factions, nor would they feel jealous because a newcomer displayed exceptional talent.

On the contrary, at this moment, their gazes toward Ning Feng became somewhat respectful.

Because a junior brother capable of such insights and strength was truly worthy of respect.

So at this moment...

Wang Yanfeng laughed and clapped his hands:

"Good! Well said, Junior Brother!"

"Whether it's a battle technique or a Self-Created Soul Skill, as long as it can defeat the opponent, it's a good method!"

"How about this, the other senior brothers and I won't hold back either; we'll show you some of our other techniques."

For the next half hour, the Martial Arts Arena became a stage for Ning Feng.

Wang Yanfeng demonstrated the "Chain Punch" of his dual-fist martial soul.

As his fists were thrown, his muscles contracted alternately, forming an explosive force similar to the snapping of a whip.

Another senior brother with an arm-type martial soul demonstrated the "Bone-Crushing Force."

The moment his arms struck the target, through high-frequency vibrations, he transmitted force directly into the interior of the target's bones, thereby producing a shattering effect.

Ning Feng nodded as he watched.

He committed these techniques to memory one by one and attempted to integrate them with the fist techniques he had already mastered.

He did not need to copy them entirely; he only needed to absorb the essence of their force exertion to perfect his own offensive methods.

About an hour later.

Vina had been watching from the side for a while and, feeling that it was enough, walked over to Ning Feng.

"Ning Feng, let's stop here," Vina said.

Ning Feng was currently in high spirits, but he knew that since Vina had interrupted, there must be something more important to do.

"Learning battle techniques is certainly important, but for you right now, there is something even more critical."

Vina looked at him, her tone much more serious.

"You have just joined the sect; battle techniques can be accumulated slowly, but you must master the sect's 'Innate Secret Technique' as soon as possible."

"Innate Secret Technique?" Ning Feng repeated.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yanfeng, Chen Lü, and the others saw their previously relaxed expressions turn serious, even carrying a hint of teasing.

They looked at Ning Feng and laughed: "This is definitely something you have to learn. Not only do you have to learn it, you have to practice it well."

"It's just that... Junior Brother, practicing this secret technique is really... a bit painful."

"Indeed, you don't know, but when I practiced this thing back in the day, I nearly lost half my life."

"Junior Brother Ning Feng, when the time comes, you'll have to enjoy it properly. After all, this is a part of joining our Body Sect that one simply has to experience..."

The group spoke with their characteristic heartiness, but Ning Feng still caught the warning within their words.

It seemed that this secret technique was not just simple cultivation; the process was highly likely to be accompanied by extreme physical strain.

Ning Feng did not show any fear, instead saying calmly: "Painful? When has cultivation ever been painless?"

His answer left the senior brothers stunned for a moment, before they erupted into hearty laughter.

"That's the spirit! I love that drive in you, Junior Brother!" Wang Yanfeng patted Ning Feng on the back. "In that case, hurry off with Junior Sister Vina. The earlier you practice this secret technique, the firmer your foundation will be."

Ning Feng bid farewell to his senior brothers.

He followed Vina as they walked deep into the sect.

The Scripture Pavilion of the Body Sect was nestled within a natural depression in the mountainside.

Compared to the buildings outside, it was much quieter here.

The air was filled not only with the heavy scent of books but also a faint mixture of metal and herbs.

There were no excessive guards here, only an old man sitting cross-legged on a stone platform.

Vina walked up to the old man and bowed respectfully: "Elder, I have brought a new disciple to study the Innate Secret Technique."

The old man slowly opened his eyes, his gaze cloudy yet profound.

He glanced at Ning Feng, and with that single look, Ning Feng felt as if two beams of light had swept over him, peering through his entire physical structure.

"Go ahead. Third shelf on the left, take that black stone tablet." The old man pointed in the direction, then closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Vina led Ning Feng over.

The shelves were filled with an array of animal bones and engraved texts recording various combat techniques.

But Vina did not stop, leading Ning Feng straight to a corner.

She took a heavy black stone tablet from the shelf and handed it to Ning Feng.

"Don't worry about learning combat techniques just yet," Vina said to Ning Feng solemnly. "The first thing you must learn is the foundation upon which our Body Sect stands—the Innate Secret Technique."

She glanced around, lowered her voice, and her tone became extremely formal:

"This is a mandatory course that every Body Sect disciple must study."

"Its primary function is to stimulate the Innate Qi hidden deep within the human body, using this power to commune with heaven and earth, thereby thoroughly reshaping the physical form and ultimately transcending the limits of ordinary humans."

Ning Feng took the tablet, and the moment his fingertips touched it, he felt a faint warmth.

He looked down at the characters on the tablet, his gaze gradually deepening.

This was the foundation of the Body Sect.

It was also the reason he had come here.

And so, at this moment, he began to examine it with earnest focus.