Qin Annian was somewhat mentally prepared for the fact that his techniques would undergo unknown changes after being assisted by the panel.
For instance.
A simple Xingyi Cannon Fist could grant him the consciousness and vision of a grandmaster of fist techniques.
The most common Iron Man Stance had also provided a mysterious scripture when he encountered his inner demon, allowing him to step into a realm where only prodigies could practice mental secret techniques in advance.
The Willow-Bending Fist was simple yet profound, allowing him to integrate his own elements into it at will, resulting in infinite variations.
The Leg Technique: Mountain-Splitting Axe had the fewest changes, but its ferocity far exceeded the original version.
"But this is completely different from the technique in the demonstration video, isn't it?!"
In his memories, what he had initially practiced was indeed the Water-Fire Tempering Technique.
However.
If the version of himself in the memories of practicing the Leg Technique: Mountain-Splitting Axe had poor aptitude.
Then.
The version of himself practicing this mental secret technique had truly exceptional aptitude and comprehension!
"So good that I was actually improving this mental secret technique every single day?"
In just a hundred days.
Using the Water-Fire Tempering Technique as a blueprint, he had improved it into a unique mental secret technique tailored specifically for himself.
"Incredible!"
"But as a price, nearly two-thirds of the time during these hundred days of practice was spent improving the technique while practicing it."
"I only truly practiced the final version of the mental secret technique for about a month."
"The gains are about the same as with the Leg Technique: Mountain-Splitting Axe."
After all.
The version of himself in his memories hadn't spent much time practicing either.
As for what he would eventually achieve, it would depend on his own efforts from here on out.
He arrived at the Practice Room and couldn't wait to begin his stance training.
When the inner demon emerged.
The sound of chanting resonated from the depths of his soul, and Qin Annian immediately began practicing the mental secret technique.
Initially, Li Fire and Kan Water surged forth as before.
However, immediately afterward, the yin and yang energies circulated, transforming into a Taiji Diagram.
Boom!
The power released by the convergence of Li Fire and Kan Water tempered his mental energy.
Unlike the original technique, the "medicine cauldron" was something else entirely.
The Taiji Diagram was like a vast ocean, with a deep black Kun fish leaping up to "devour" the mental energy, transforming into a pure white Peng, which carried this mental energy as it soared toward the heavens before finally falling back into the Taiji Diagram.
The medicine cauldron outlined by water and fire had now been replaced by this Kunpeng transformation.
The cycle repeated.
Qin Annian's mental energy became increasingly solid after each "battle with the heavens."
His separated consciousness stepped into the void, looking down at the changes within.
"Stance training remains the foundation."
"Even with the mental secret technique, my mental energy is still too weak."
Martial artists practice stance training to clarify their minds and see their true nature, glimpsing the light of the soul and drawing upon the Force of Creation from the Spirit Sea to turn illusions into reality.
This power promotes the individual's life evolution and sublimation, transforming into mental energy after intertwining with the self.
"At the very least, I need to raise my Life Development Power above one hundred so I can draw more massive power from the Spirit Sea; only then will practicing the mental secret technique bring about a qualitative change."
Right now.
His tempering of mental energy only made his five senses sharper; it was impossible to move objects from a distance or project his consciousness like a human radar as in xianxia novels.
The sky began to brighten.
Qin Annian ended his stance training.
"Hoo!"
He opened his eyes and felt that the colors of the world had become more vivid, and his five senses could capture more details.
This feeling was unfamiliar to Qin Annian, and it wasn't until he adapted to it that he set off for the Security Bureau.
On the tram, Qin Annian checked his Personal Terminal to get a rough understanding of some of the things that had happened in the Old District after he returned home yesterday.
At the same time.
The television on the tram was also broadcasting the news.
"Under the arrangements of the Taiyu Municipal Government and the Security Bureau, fifty thousand residents of the Old District have completed their identity registration and have been properly relocated to temporary housing."
"Five hundred and sixty-three gang members from the Old District have turned themselves in, and the Security Bureau has already arrested over fifty members of the Cultivation Holders Association."
"..."
Contrary to the good news reported in the media, more than a dozen major battles had already erupted between the Security Bureau and the Cultivation Holders Association last night.
Although the Security Bureau had emerged victorious in every engagement, there were still losses.
Thirteen people were lightly injured, two were seriously injured, and for the time being, there were no fatalities.
"The members of the Cultivation Holders Association have all undergone illegal modification surgeries."
"If they spare no cost, their combat power can see a significant boost in a short period of time."
Qin Annian had experienced this firsthand when dealing with that mysterious person.
If one were not careful, it was very easy for problems to arise.
However.
Compared to the results achieved, this was already a very impressive performance.
Previous Taiyu Municipal Government administrations had all intended to rebuild the Old District, and the relevant departments had collected a great deal of intelligence and information.
"Now."
"The bureau has even obtained the floor plans for the underground bases of the Cultivation Holders Association."
"It is estimated that it won't take long before the Cultivation Holders Association is completely eradicated."
Once the authorities made up their minds, an underground force like the Cultivation Holders Association could not possibly hold out for long.
The only difficult part was the step of "making up their minds," because the authorities were also composed of many people, and it was not uncommon for them to be at odds with themselves.
Qin Annian walked into the Security Bureau building; one could barely see anyone idle in the hallways.
Even the original two-man sentry posts had been reduced to one, as the Security Bureau had committed as much manpower as possible to this war.
Ding!
Taking the elevator to the top floor, Qin Annian knocked on the door of the Chief's office.
"Come in."
As soon as Qin Annian opened the door, he saw a short spear being tossed toward him.
He stepped forward and reached out his hand.
He caught the short spear, used the momentum to turn, and spun the weapon in a flourish.
"This spear is named Star-Shatterer, and it was once held by an alien warrior with a vitality level of over a thousand a century ago."
"It was already in a damaged state when it was in their hands, yet its power remained extremely formidable."
Chief Zhang looked at Qin Annian, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Qin Annian carefully examined the short spear in his hand, surprise appearing in his eyes:
"This is?"
"A mechanical creation?"
The short spear was one and a half meters long, but it had been severed at the waist.
The spearhead was perfectly intact, shimmering with a cold blue light.
Qin Annian looked at the cross-section of the break and discovered that it was actually filled with mechanical structures and all sorts of intricate electronic circuits.
Originally, Qin Annian had assumed this weapon was a cold weapon forged from some divine metal or celestial iron.
He had not expected it to be a sophisticated mechanical creation.
"No wonder."
"Chief Zhang hasn't repaired it."
The difficulty of repairing this type of weapon was indeed far beyond that of ordinary cold weapons.
Just then.
Chief Zhang suddenly asked Qin Annian:
"Have you already begun practicing a mental secret manual?"
Qin Annian reluctantly tore his gaze away from the spear.
He had an intuition.
If he held this weapon, his combat power would definitely see a massive increase.
"Yes."
Qin Annian needed to maintain his persona as a genius, so he did not hide his progress.
"The Water-Fire Tempering Technique from the Sky Roc Dojo?"
Although it was phrased as a question, the tone was quite certain.
"Tsk."
"You helped Qian Yuansen with such a huge favor, and this is the mental cultivation manual he gives you?"
"Forget about the Kunpeng Heaven-War Technique, which is a sect-protecting art that is never taught to outsiders; is he really so stingy that he wouldn't even bring out mental manuals like the Three Thousand Fish-Dragon Dance or the Thirteen Transformations of the Heavenly Cicada?"
Listening to Zhang Qifeng tease Qian Yuansen, a strange look flashed deep in the eyes of Qin Annian.
Kunpeng?
No way, right?
He quickly composed his emotions and said calmly:
"The mental cultivation manual I am practicing will not be inferior to the disciples of the Sky Roc Dojo."
Hearing this, Zhang Qifeng gave a thumbs-up and laughed heartily:
"Kid."
"You're arrogant enough!"
"If you can make it out of the Old District alive this time, I will gift you a great opportunity!"
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