"Combat strength will inevitably increase."
Fang Han carefully sensed the new Dark Green Internal Qi within his body and made a judgment.
Before switching to cultivation, his combat strength had just entered the level of Break Three Passes level, and he was barely able to defeat a genius like Zhen Feixuan, who was in the Mid First Grade.
Now that his internal skill level has jumped from the Low-Grade Artistic Conception- grade to the Middle-Grade Artistic Conception level, his Internal Qi quality has undergone a qualitative leap, and his combat power should have increased significantly.
" Break Three Passes to reach the pinnacle."
Fang Han muttered to himself.
Although he hasn't actually fought anyone to verify it, given his precise control over his own strength, this judgment is probably quite accurate.
If he were to face Zhen Feixuan again now, he would undoubtedly be even more assured of victory.
As for facing someone like Qin Yuan, who surpasses the Break Three Passes and is on par with a Grandmaster, there is naturally still a gap.
"As for the remarkable detoxifying effects of the < Greenwood Poison-Avoidance Scripture >--"
Fang Han pondered for a moment.
Since there is no indication of poisoning, he has not experienced any changes in this regard.
The description of the technique states that the Internal Qi cultivated contains the vitality of plants and trees, and can neutralize toxins that have invaded the body during its circulation.
Combined with the Shenshu Aperture Divine Treasury his kidneys, which has detoxification properties, the two together make him fearless against most poisons.
But it's impossible for him to deliberately ingest poison to test its effectiveness.
"We can only wait until we encounter it again and then pay attention."
Fang Han shook his head slightly, putting the idea aside for the time being.
He stood up and stretched his muscles, which had become slightly stiff from sitting for so long.
The joints throughout the body emitted subtle crackling sounds, indicating abundant blood and energy, and a vibrant spirit.
Pushing open the door to the Quiet Room, the moonlight in the courtyard, like water, spilled onto the bamboo grove, turning that verdant green into a serene silvery white.
Just then, a light footstep sound came from outside the courtyard gate, followed by a knock on the door.
"Senior Brother Fang."
It was Luo Yuntian's voice.
"Please come in."
Fang Han walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down.
The courtyard gate opened, Luo Yuntian stepped into the courtyard.
He wore a dark blue robe, a long sword at his waist, and his face remained as calm as ever.
"Senior Brother Fang hasn't rested yet?"
Luo Yuntian sat down on the other side of the stone table and looked at Fang Han.
"I just finished cultivating, is there something you need, junior brother?"
Fang Han asked.
Luo Yuntian nodded slightly and said:
" The Elder of the various sects in Qingyang Prefecture have discussed the matter and decided to depart tomorrow to return to Qingyang Prefecture. I've come to ask Senior Brother Fang if we should return together? That way, we can look out for each other on the road."
He paused, then added:
"Brother Fang's achievement of reaching the top four in this Martial Arts Tournament has shaken the Imperial Capital. It's inevitable that some unscrupulous individuals will covet it. Returning together might be a safer option."
Upon hearing this, Fang Han pondered for a moment.
According to his original plan, he would pass through Westview Prefecture on his way back to Qingyang Prefecture from the Imperial Capital.
He planned to explore the secret realm in Westview Prefecture on his return journey, but to avoid arousing suspicion, it was not advisable to travel with others on the way back.
As for personal safety, if something goes wrong, even if they travel with the various sects of Qingyang Prefecture, something will still happen. After all, the strongest Elder of each sect on this trip are only at the mid-to-late stage of the first First Grade.
"Junior Brother Luo."
Fang Han raised his head, looked at Luo Yuntian, and said.
"I have recently reached a critical stage in my cultivation and need to stay in the Imperial Capital for a while. It is inconvenient for me to travel with you. You should ride the White Tiger demon and return with the various sects of Qingyang Prefecture first."
Luo Yuntian frowned slightly, sensing something was amiss.
However, considering Fang Han's current strength, few could do anything to him unless a Grandmaster appeared, so he felt relieved.
"Since Senior Brother Fang has already made his decision, I will not try to persuade him further."
He stood up and cupped his hands in greeting.
"I will return tomorrow with fellow disciples from various sects. Please take good care of yourself, Senior Brother Fang."
"Junior brother, please be extra careful on this trip."
Fang Han got up to see Luo Yuntian off, escorting him to the courtyard gate.
The next morning, as dawn broke.
In front of the Royal Annex, Luo Yuntian, Liu Bai, Mad Blade and other young talents on the Qingyang Prefecture Prodigy Ranking, along with the accompanying Elder from various sects, emerged from the villa one after another, each finding a mount and mounting it.
Fang Han in front of the gate of the villa, watching the group of people leave.
Luo Yuntian mounted the White Tiger, looked back, and said, "Senior Brother Fang, I'll be leaving now."
"Junior Brother Luo, you may go first."
Fang Han shook his head slightly.
"I still have some things to take care of. I will return to the sect after I finish."
Upon hearing this, Luo Yuntian nodded:
"Then Senior Brother Fang, please be careful."
The Deacon riding the White Tiger flicked the reins, and the White Tiger let out a deep roar, taking the lead and moving forward along the wide street.
The other demonic mounts followed closely behind, casting long shadows in the morning light as they quickly disappeared into the distance.
Fang Han watched the procession gradually disappear into the distance until the last figure vanished at the end of the long street before turning his gaze away.
He turned and went back to his residence.
The Martial Arts Tournament has ended, so it's impossible for him to continue residing in the Royal Annex.
He packed his belongings, hung the Cloudsplitter Sword at his waist, pushed open the door, and walked out onto the streets of the Imperial Capital.
About half an hour later, he stopped in front of a place called " Cloudsky Inn ".
This inn is located on the edge of the inner city of the Imperial Capital. Although it is not a bustling area, it is clean and tidy.
Fang Han entered the lobby, negotiated with the innkeeper for a moment, and rented a room with a cultivation room.
The training room wasn't spacious, only a dozen feet long and wide. The floor was paved with some kind of hard bluestone, and the walls were reinforced with Iron Wood, but it was just enough for him.
The door closed, shutting out the noise of the street.
Fang Han sat cross-legged in the center of the cultivation room, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Last night, when I told Luo Yuntian that my cultivation had reached a critical moment, although there was a hint of concealment, it wasn't entirely untrue.
The part that was concealed was a secret realm that couldn't be discussed in detail.
However, when cultivation reaches a crucial moment, it is absolutely true.
At the Martial Arts Tournament, he applied the Wind God Step to actual combat, experiencing one fierce battle after another.
His Sword Technique sparring with Bai Yan, his head-on clash with Blazing Sun, his all-out battle with Zhen Feixuan, and finally, his earth-shattering strike against Qin Yuan—
Every dodge in the face of crisis, every counterattack at the last second, deepened his understanding of this master-level Body Movement.
This is like a sword blank that has been repeatedly forged. In the baptism of fire and heavy hammer, impurities are constantly removed, making it more and more pure and sharp.
Originally, the < Wind God Step > was still quite far from the Perfection Realm, but after being honed by a series of fierce battles, it has greatly improved and is now not far from the Perfection Realm.
He decided to take this final step before leaving the Imperial Capital, bringing the < Wind God Step > to its Perfection Realm.
"Buzz--"
The Dark Green Internal Qi within his body flowed slowly, and the mental cultivation method of < Wind God Step > flowed through his mind like a clear spring.
He opened his eyes, moved swiftly, and unleashed his power within this small space.
"Whoosh--"
He didn't use much Internal Qi; he merely relied on the Body Movement power techniques of his movement style to move and dodge within the cramped training room.
As soon as he began practicing, he immediately sensed the difference from before.
After consuming three rare and precious herbs yesterday that enhance his Body Movement Talent, his Body Movement Talent is now vastly different from what it used to be.
An unprecedented sense of ease welled up within him.
The mental techniques, footwork diagrams, and key points of Internal Qi circulation in the " Wind God Step " are naturally applied and understood with legs that are more agile and suitable for Body Movement training.
Those subtle points that once required repeated contemplation to grasp are now suddenly clear with a slight thought.
All sorts of insights about how to exert force more efficiently, how to change direction instantly while running at high speed, and how to perfectly integrate breath and footwork naturally surged into my mind like a surging tide.
It was as if he had entered a state of sudden enlightenment.
No, it's not just a feeling, it's a state close to sudden enlightenment.
The state of mind that ordinary martial artists may never reach in their entire lives, however, was something that enveloped him at all times.
"So this is the improved Body Movement Talent...?"
A hint of amazement flashed in Fang Han's eyes.
The combined effect of the three Low-Grade Heavenly Treasure far exceeded his expectations.
He originally estimated that it would take at least ten more days of painstaking effort to cultivate the Wind God Step to the Perfection Realm.
But now it seems that this time will be significantly shortened.
In a few days, or even less, it will be possible to bring the < Wind God Step > to its Perfection Realm.
He calmed his mind and immersed himself in cultivation, repeating it again and again.
The figure in the green robe in the cultivation room moved silently between the four walls like a streak of green light.
The pace became increasingly fluid, the speed increasingly fast, and the transitions increasingly smooth.
That feeling of being one with the wind and with heaven and earth grew stronger and stronger.
As the sun rises and sets, the light outside the window brightens and dims, then brightens again.
Apart from necessary breathing exercises and meals, Fang Han devoted all his remaining time to cultivating his Body Movement.
The next day, his speed showed a significant improvement.
On the third day, his speed increased again, and his pale blue afterimage flickered swiftly between the four walls.
On the fourth day, that feeling of "merging with the wind" reached an unprecedented level.
Day 5.
Fang Han was practicing the Wind God Step in the cultivation room as usual.
His figure moved so fast that it became a faint, almost imperceptible streak of light; his footsteps were silent, and he left no trace of dust with each rise and fall.
The airflow surrounding his body not only did not create resistance, but also subtly generated a propulsive force.
suddenly--
"Buzz..."
A soft hum, perceptible only to himself, resounded from the depths of his soul.
The sound was so faint that it was almost imperceptible, yet it seemed to open an invisible door.
In an instant, his understanding of the Wind God Step underwent a qualitative leap.
Changes that once required deliberate control can now be made at will and with ease.
Those speeds that we once thought were fast enough, we now realize can actually be even faster.
The Wind Concept and this movement Body Movement have been integrated more thoroughly and perfectly.
His speed suddenly increased dramatically.
It happened so fast that even he was caught off guard.
Originally, he was still several feet away from the wall of the training room, but with this sudden advance, his figure was like a streak of blue lightning, crashing straight into it.
Just as he was about to crash into the Iron Wood wall, Fang Han abruptly turned around.
With a light tap of her toes against the wall, she drifted silently to the other side of the training room, like a willow catkin swept by the wind.