Demon Subduing Technique

"Demon Subduing Technique... a superior martial art!"

Looking at the crimson notification before him, Fang Xing could not help but feel his heart skip a beat.

A superior martial art was far beyond anything comparable to ordinary martial arts.

The value of this single superior martial art was enough to ensure a person lived a life free from worry.

This wave of enhancement had given him a massive surprise.

The leap from a foundational martial art to a superior one was completely beyond his imagination.

"Calm down!"

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Fang Xing opened the booklet and began to read carefully.

"Subduing dragons and tigers, heaven and earth subdue demons..."

The opening lines were filled with a powerful sense of style.

Fang Xing read on, focused.

A full incense stick of time passed before he finished reading the Demon Subduing Technique.

The Demon Subduing Technique featured far more exquisite martial maneuvers.

The Nine Demon Subduing Styles were condensed into the singular Demon Subduing Fist Technique.

Compared to this, the Capture Hand was not even in the same league.

Beyond the fierce and powerful Demon Subduing Fist Technique, there was also an internal cultivation method!

It was known as the "Demon Subduing Force"!

By transforming one's own internal force into this unique Demon Subduing Force, one could unleash even more terrifying power.

The Demon Subduing Fist Technique was the martial skill, while the Demon Subduing Force was the internal cultivation!

This was a true integration of martial arts!

To practice martial arts without practicing internal cultivation meant that, in the end, it would all be for nothing!

The Capture Hand was merely a basic martial art with a very low ceiling.

It only possessed simple methods for boosting blood-qi.

But the Demon Subduing Technique was different; as a superior martial art, it came with a matching internal cultivation method. Mastering such a martial art could lead one beyond the three realms.

Borrowing the false to cultivate the true, changing blood and washing the marrow—reaching the divine through martial arts would be no issue at all.

Once one reached the level of a superior martial art, one had already transcended ordinary martial arts.

Let alone a place like Qingshan County, even across an entire province, a superior martial art practiced to great success would be enough to roam without fear.

Having read it once, he still felt unsatisfied.

Fang Xing read it over several times until he gradually grasped its profound mysteries.

His heaven-sent talent for comprehension manifested at this moment.

Even without a master to guide him, he was able to comprehend it on his own.

This was the terrifying aspect of top-tier comprehension.

Calling him a genius would not be an exaggeration in the slightest.

At present, his only drawback was his mediocre constitution.

However, possessing top-tier comprehension meant that even with a poor constitution, he could eventually train his way up through diligent practice.

After reading it a few more times, Fang Xing had everything about the Demon Subduing Technique memorized.

He then rose, walked into the courtyard, and began to practice the Nine Demon Subduing Styles.

The Demon Subduing Fist Technique was not just about fists; it combined palms, fingers, strikes, and claws into one.

While practicing, he coordinated the unique internal breathing method to mobilize his entire body's blood-qi, strengthening his own power.

Swallowing a Blood-Qi Pill, Fang Xing practiced while absorbing the pill's medicinal power to enhance himself.

Under the bright moonlight, his figure darted and shifted throughout the yard.

The Demon Subduing Fist Technique was more complex than the Capture Hand.

Though it also only consisted of nine styles, each one contained immense ingenuity.

Under normal circumstances, even with a master's guidance, it would take some time to even get started.

That was only if one had a certain level of comprehension.

For those with poor comprehension, it might take ten days or half a month just to grasp the basics.

Superior martial arts were powerful, but their threshold was also very high.

It wasn't enough to just look at it.

If practiced incorrectly, it could lead to a backlash of one's own blood-qi, resulting in injury rather than any effect.

Fang Xing cast aside all distractions and threw his heart and soul into the practice.

His first attempt was quite stiff.

However, Fang Xing soon began to find his rhythm.

The Demon Subduing Technique and the Capture Hand seemed unrelated, but in reality, they had a certain connection.

Enhancing a martial art required a transformation and sublimation from the foundation; it was not creating something out of thin air.

The Demon Subduing Technique was a transformation based on the foundation of the Capture Hand, a skill he had already practiced to the peak.

This solid foundation saved him a great deal of effort.

As he practiced, his style began to change.

Every move he made now carried a sharp, piercing momentum.

At the same time, he began to coordinate the internal breathing method to condense the Demon Subduing Force.

Time ticked away, second by second.

In the courtyard, gusts of wind from his fists surged.

From stiffness to finding his rhythm, he soon reached the point of pure perfection.

With his level of comprehension, he mastered the maneuvers very quickly.

There were almost no obstacles.

His constitution might not be as good as others, but in terms of comprehension, he was absolutely overwhelming.

Dawn broke, and the morning sun ascended.

Without realizing it, the night had passed.

The moment the morning sun rose, Fang Xing finally awoke from his practice.

Immersed in his training, he had practiced for an entire night.

After a night of cultivation, his skin was flushed, and sweat poured down like rain.

The medicinal power of the Blood-Qi Pill had been completely absorbed.

"Hoo..."

He exhaled a breath of turbid air and wiped away the sweat.

In his first time practicing the Demon Subduing Technique, he had achieved an extraordinary level.

He had successfully cultivated the Demon Subduing Force.

The unique internal force tempered his internal organs; the improvement from one night was far greater than several days of bitter cultivation previously.

The results of practicing a superior martial art versus a basic one were completely different.

Not only had he mastered the Demon Subduing Force, but his internal force had also grown significantly in just one night.

The medicinal power of the Blood-Qi Pill had been perfectly absorbed.

"The effect is truly different. If I keep progressing at this rate, I should reach the peak of the Bright Force very soon."

Fang Xing felt the improvement within himself and was very satisfied.

With this set of the Demon Subduing Technique, given time, his strength would surely advance by leaps and bounds.

By then, surpassing Xu Zhengxiong and the others would be no issue at all.

"Ten Enhancement Points... it seems I must enhance the Blood-Qi Powder to support my training."

Looking at his remaining Enhancement Points, this thought crossed Fang Xing's mind.

He could not neglect enhancing the Blood-Qi Powder for his training; without resources to support him, relying solely on bitter cultivation would mean he wouldn't know when he might break through.

Having wiped out the Black Tiger Gang, he now had a large sum of savings.

However, when truly applied to cultivation, this money wouldn't last for very long.

It was no mere saying that martial artists burned through money.

The further one progressed, the more the daily cultivation resources alone cost—an amount that ordinary people could never earn in a lifetime.

Constitutional talent was important, but resources were the bulk of it.

Three parts constitution, three parts comprehension, and the remaining four parts were resources.

With sufficient resources, becoming a martial arts expert was only a matter of time.

After rinsing off his body and changing into fresh clothes, Fang Xing returned to his room and enhanced a packet of Blood-Qi Powder.

His remaining Enhancement Points were completely wiped out.

"Ten percent..."

He glanced at the accumulation of his enhancement level; so far, it had only reached ten percent.

He didn't know how long it would take to reach the two-star breakthrough.

The enhancement level was also very important.

Having Enhancement Points was one thing, but if the enhancement level was insufficient, he still couldn't perform an enhancement.

However, increasing the enhancement level was something that could only be done slowly.

After all, the enhancement level was not something that could be raised overnight.

After washing up, Fang Xing headed out.

He bought some breakfast at a street stall before making his way toward the County Yamen.

"Brother Xing!"

"Good morning, boss."

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As soon as Fang Xing arrived at the North Ward Office, many people stepped forward to greet him warmly.

They had also managed to get a slice of the pie from the destruction of the Black Tiger Gang.

On his first day in office, Fang Xing had given them a "big gift" that amounted to more than a month's salary.

Furthermore, there had been no risk involved, so who wouldn't be cordial after that?

Although not everyone had benefited, at least more than half of them had received a share.

Facing the greetings from the crowd, Fang Xing nodded in response to each of them.

After scanning the room, Fang Xing immediately began his daily arrangements.

Personnel for patrols, those staying behind, and those standing guard.

These duties were previously the responsibility of Xu Zhengxiong, but now, he handled them all himself.

Once the personnel were arranged, everyone dispersed to their respective duties.

Fang Xing went to the lounge of the North Ward Office to rest.

Having trained all night, he was quite exhausted.

Now that he had ascended to the position of Deputy Constable, his time was much more abundant.

He only needed to arrange the daily operations, without having to suffer through patrols himself.

He only needed to show his face occasionally, or step in when cases arose within his jurisdiction; the rest of the time was completely his own.

This was the benefit of being in a position of authority.

Relaxed and free!