Demon Subduing Force

"The Demon Subduing Technique... a Superior Martial Art!"

As Fang Xing looked at the crimson prompt before him, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

A Superior Martial Art was worlds apart from ordinary martial arts.

The value of this single Superior Martial Art was enough to ensure a lifetime of food and clothing.

This enhancement had given him a huge surprise.

The leap from a Basic Martial Art to a Superior Martial Art was beyond anything he could have imagined.

"Stay calm!"

He took a deep breath to steady himself, then opened the booklet and read it carefully.

"Subdue dragons and tame tigers; suppress demons between heaven and earth..."

The opening words brimmed with an imposing grandeur.

Fang Xing read on intently.

It took him a full stick of incense to finish reading the Demon Subduing Technique.

The techniques in the Demon Subduing Technique were far more sophisticated.

The Nine Demon Subduing Styles were distilled into a self-contained Demon Subduing Fist Technique.

Compared to it, the Capture Hand was in a completely different league.

Besides the mighty Demon Subduing Fist Technique, there was also an internal cultivation method!

It was called "Demon Subduing Force"!

It transformed one's Internal Force into a unique Demon Subduing Force, unleashing even more fearsome power.

The Demon Subduing Fist Technique was the martial art; the Demon Subduing Force was the cultivation method!

A true combination of martial art and cultivation!

"Train in martial arts without cultivating internal power, and in the end, all your efforts come to naught!"

The Capture Hand was merely a Basic Martial Art, with a very low ceiling.

It offered only a simple method of improving one's qi and blood.

But the Demon Subduing Technique was different. As a Superior Martial Art, it came with a matching internal cultivation method. Mastering a single martial art could take one beyond the Three Realms.

Borrowing the false to cultivate the true, changing blood and cleansing the marrow, attaining divine mastery of the martial way—all were within reach.

A Superior Martial Art had already transcended ordinary martial arts.

Forget a place like Qingshan County—even across an entire province, anyone who mastered a Superior Martial Art could roam unchecked.

After reading through it once, Fang Xing still couldn't get enough.

He went over it several more times before gradually grasping its subtleties.

His heaven-gifted comprehension shone through at that moment.

Even without a renowned master to guide him, he could comprehend it on his own.

That was the terrifying power of top-tier comprehension.

Calling him a genius would be no exaggeration.

At present, his only shortcoming was his poor constitution.

But with top-tier comprehension, even with a poor constitution, he could improve it through steady training.

After a few readings, Fang Xing had committed every aspect of the Demon Subduing Technique to memory.

Then he got up, went into the courtyard, and began practicing the Nine Demon Subduing Styles.

The Demon Subduing Fist Technique was more than just fists. It combined palms, fingers, fists, and claws.

As he practiced, he used its unique internal breathing method to circulate his qi and blood and strengthen himself.

After swallowing a Blood-Qi Pill, Fang Xing practiced while absorbing its medicinal power to bolster himself.

Beneath the clear moonlight, his figure darted and shifted across the courtyard.

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

It still consisted of only nine styles, but every one of them held countless subtleties.

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

That was only possible for someone with a certain degree of comprehension.

Those with poor comprehension might not get started even after ten days or half a month.

Superior Martial Arts were powerful, but they also had a high barrier to entry.

Simply reading about them wasn't enough.

If practiced incorrectly, they could send one's qi and blood surging out of control, causing injury instead of improvement.

Fang Xing set aside all distractions and immersed himself completely in the practice.

His first attempt was rather clumsy.

But before long, he found his rhythm.

The Demon Subduing Technique and the Capture Hand seemed unrelated, but in truth, they shared certain connections.

Enhancing a martial art meant transforming and elevating it from its foundations, not creating something from nothing.

The Demon Subduing Technique had evolved from the Capture Hand, which Fang Xing had already cultivated to the pinnacle.

That solid foundation saved him a great deal of effort.

As he practiced, his style gradually began to change.

Every move carried a sharp, fierce momentum.

At the same time, he coordinated his movements with the internal breathing method, cultivating the Demon Subduing Force.

Time ticked by, second by second.

In the courtyard, gusts of wind stirred with every punch.

His movements went from clumsy to smooth, then became completely polished.

With his comprehension, he grasped the techniques with remarkable speed.

He encountered almost no obstacles.

His constitution might have been inferior to others, but his comprehension was utterly dominant.

Dawn broke, and the sun climbed into the sky.

Before he knew it, the whole night had passed.

Only when the sun rose did Fang Xing awaken from his cultivation.

Immersed in his practice, he had trained through the entire night.

After a night of cultivation, his skin was flushed red and sweat poured off him.

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

"Whew..."

He exhaled a breath of stale air and casually wiped away his sweat.

On his very first attempt at cultivating the Demon Subduing Technique, he had achieved extraordinary results.

He had cultivated the Demon Subduing Force.

The unique Internal Force tempered his internal organs. The gains from one night exceeded those of several days of hard training.

Cultivating a Superior Martial Art was nothing like practicing the basic Capture Hand.

Not only had he cultivated the Demon Subduing Force, but his Internal Force had also grown considerably over the course of the night.

He had absorbed the Blood-Qi Pill's medicinal power perfectly.

"This really does improve me at a different pace. If I keep progressing like this, I should reach the Bright Force peak soon."

Feeling the improvement in himself, Fang Xing was very satisfied.

With this Demon Subduing Technique, his strength would surely advance by leaps and bounds in time.

When that day came, surpassing Xu Zhengxiong and the others would be no problem.

"Ten Enhancement Points... Looks like I'll have to enhance the Blood-Qi Powder to support my cultivation."

As he looked at his remaining Enhancement Points, a thought crossed Fang Xing's mind.

He couldn't neglect enhancing the Blood-Qi Powder to support his cultivation. Without resources, hard training alone might not get him a breakthrough for years.

After wiping out the Black Tiger Gang, he now had a hefty sum of savings.

But even if he spent it all on cultivation, it wouldn't last very long.

The idea that martial artists burned through money was no exaggeration.

The higher one climbed, the more even the daily resources needed for cultivation exceeded what ordinary people could earn in a lifetime.

Natural talent mattered, but resources were a major factor too.

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

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

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

His remaining Enhancement Points were completely used up.

"Ten percent..."

He glanced at his enhancement progress. So far, it had only reached ten percent.

He had no idea how long it would take to break through to two stars.

Enhancement level mattered too.

Even with Enhancement Points, he couldn't enhance anything if his enhancement level was too low.

But raising his enhancement level would have to happen gradually.

After all, it couldn't be improved overnight.

After washing up, Fang Xing headed out.

He bought some breakfast from a street stall, then made his way toward the County Yamen.

"Brother Xing!"

"Good morning, Boss."

As soon as Fang Xing arrived at the North Ward Office, quite a few people came over to greet him warmly.

They had all gotten a share of the spoils from wiping out the Black Tiger Gang.

On his very first day in the new position, Fang Xing had given them a "generous gift" worth more than a month's wages.

And there had been no risk involved. Who wouldn't be grateful?

Not everyone had benefited, but at least more than half of them had.

Fang Xing nodded in acknowledgment to each of them.

He looked over the group, then began assigning the day's duties as usual.

Patrols, guard duty, and sentry shifts.

Xu Zhengxiong had been responsible for all of that before, but now Fang Xing was handling it himself.

After he assigned everyone their duties, they went off in different directions.

Fang Xing went to rest in the North Ward Office's break room.

He had trained all night and was tired too.

As Deputy Constable, he had far more free time now.

He only needed to arrange the day's operations; he no longer had to trudge around on patrol.

He only needed to show up from time to time, or handle cases in his jurisdiction when they came up. The rest of the time was entirely his own.

That was one of the perks of being in charge.

Easy and carefree!