When Liu Guangzheng saw hard bronze turn to mud at this moment, his gaze flickered slightly. He had not expected that once martial arts were trained to their pinnacle, such supernatural manifestations could actually appear.
Of course, that was also because he had never paid much attention to martial arts. He was already considered widely learned, but as emperor, governing the realm was undoubtedly his foremost duty, and most of his energy was tied up in that.
Besides, whether Daoism, Buddhism, or martial arts, they all loved to dress things up in mysteries beyond mysteries, and all had a tradition of boasting about their own founding patriarchs.
Earlier, Liu Guangzheng had gathered a large group of martial arts masters from the common folk, along with skilled fighters from the army, and had them jointly study Gun-Fu.
The members of military families were one thing—their inheritances were comparatively plainspoken—but according to the folk martial arts masters, every one of their arts had practically cultivated its practitioners into immortals.
As for why the patriarchs could do it while they could not, the answer was that later disciples were inadequate, incapable of mastering the true ultimate arts and only learning a little of the surface.
Yet when it came to actual martial arts, these people were no weaklings. Their strength was astonishing, and the best among them could split steles and shatter rocks with ease. They simply lacked that touch of the supernatural.
For instance, crossing rivers atop the water without it reaching one's knees, turning droplets into swords, squeezing iron into mud, and the like...
In the records, the founding patriarchs of every school seemed capable of one or two such feats, but among the living, not a single one could be found.
Thus, even Liu Guangzheng had not expected Yang Yue