Fusing Fighting Skills (Please Recommend)

Leaning leisurely against the bookshelf, Lin Qingyun quickly immersed himself in the cultivation method of Raging Wind Palm.

Even he did not know that as he lost himself in it, a fleck of golden light flickered in his pitch-black pupils.

"Guide the mind into the Dantian, direct the qi through Zhongji, connect with the Sea of Qi, converge at Shao Hai, condense it in the heart, contemplate the sound of wind with the mind, gather it at Tianzong, pass through Tian Zhu, guide the qi with the mind to Shang Wan, listen to the voice of the wind, transform it at Neiguan, draw wind into qi, free and unfettered..."

"Whew! I can actually understand it now!"

Between each word and each thought, Lin Qingyun was astonished to discover that the fighting skill he usually found so hard to comprehend became familiar to him very quickly, as if he had practiced it thousands, even tens of thousands of times from the very beginning.

To verify his guess, Lin Qingyun slowly closed his eyes and, following the cultivation method described in the fighting skill, used his mind to mobilize that wisp of milky-white airflow within his Dantian.

It traveled upward all the way until it reached Shao Hai.

The sound of wind rang beside his ears, whooshing over. Wind was evolved from nature, a force of nature.

"Hmm! That kid Qingyun can actually cultivate now?"

Leaning back in his chair and sitting by the doorway, the Fifth Elder seemed to sense something. A sharp gleam flickered in his dim yellow eyes.

He was somewhat surprised. The entire Xiao Family knew that Lin Qingyun's meridians had been blocked since childhood and that he could not cultivate. This scene was truly strange.

Very soon, he shook his head.

"It's good that he can cultivate! Haha, I'm really looking forward to seeing what that kid Qingyun can do!"

The Fifth Elder chuckled faintly a few times, then lowered his head and continued studying the scroll in his hand.

Gradually, under the guidance of his mind, Lin Qingyun seemed able to sense the trajectory of the wind. Following that trajectory, he guided it, drawing it into his body.

That thread of Wind Force mingled with the wisp of milky-white qi in Shao Hai. The airflow quickly turned pale green, circulating along Tian Zhu to Shang Wan, and finally to Neiguan.

Lin Qingyun opened his eyes. He looked at his right hand, which was giving off a faint green light. There was a stream of airflow lying within the meridians of his palm.

It was just that this airflow was very weak and could not produce any effect.

In other words, he could not bring out even the slightest bit of power from this Raging Wind Palm.

But it had to be said, the cultivation method for a single scroll of Raging Wind Palm had brought him a wisp of Dou Qi, and the amount of Dou Qi it brought was much greater than what the knowledge from the memories of his previous life had brought him.

"Maybe if I get another dozen or so scrolls, I'll be able to break through to Dou Qi Second Stage!"

Lin Qingyun muttered to himself, but his expression grew more and more excited. Looking at the scrolls on the entire bookshelf, it was as if he were seeing wisps of Dou Qi, and he even grew somewhat impatient.

After putting down the Raging Wind Palm scroll in his hand, Lin Qingyun took down another scroll from a high shelf.

The earthy-yellow scroll carried a trace of thick, steady aura.

After he unrolled it, several large dark-yellow characters appeared on the back.

Yellow Tier Intermediate Fighting Skill: Stone Shattering Fist!

Golden light appeared in his eyes once more.

In the training field, the battle grew more and more intense. Cheers and applause rang out from time to time, displaying the vigor of the young boys and girls.

Because of this, the spacious hall seemed to have been divided into two worlds. The west side was constantly noisy, while the east side was quiet and peaceful.

"Brother Yun!"

A black-clothed youth walked in and happened to see Lin Qingyun.

He rubbed his eyes, even a little unable to believe it.

For the first time ever, Brother Yun had actually come to the Fighting Skill Hall.

Was this real?

Was this still the Brother Yun he knew?

"Elder, I'm not seeing things, am I?" Xiao Yan patted the Fifth Elder beside him.

"I can't quite believe it either, but I have to admit, that is Qingyun."

The Fifth Elder nodded with certainty.

"Tsk, tsk, how unbelievable!" Xiao Yan sighed again and again.

"Mm, it is unbelievable, but it's not convenient to disturb Qingyun right now. He seems to be in a state of sudden enlightenment," the Fifth Elder raised his head to look at little Xiao Yan and said seriously.

"Don't worry, Elder. I'll go look around too and see if there are any fighting skills suitable for me!"

Xiao Yan smiled, looked at Lin Qingyun again, sighed softly, then turned and walked toward the deeper shelves.

One scroll!

Two scrolls!

Three scrolls!

Lin Qingyun did not know exactly how many fighting skill scrolls he had read. He only knew that the setting sun slanted through the window and shone in, falling on the scroll in his hand.

It also dyed his face bright red.

"As expected of a Yellow Tier Intermediate fighting skill!"

Closing the scroll in his hand, Lin Qingyun rubbed his slightly aching brow. A dozen or so fighting skills had provided him with a dozen or so wisps of Dou Qi, successfully allowing him to advance to Dou Qi Second Stage. But the vast amount of knowledge brought by these dozen fighting skills had also placed no small burden on his brain.

"Heh! Raging Wind Palm!"

Concentrating and gathering his qi, a faint green glow quickly covered his palm, and he suddenly struck out with it.

A whining sound of wind rang out, kicking up dust all over the ground.

"I can finally barely bring out a bit of power!" Looking at the dust that had been blown to the side, Lin Qingyun nodded in satisfaction at this masterpiece.

"Earth Splitting Claw!"

Concentrating and gathering his qi, he slightly curled the five fingers of his palm, making them resemble a tiger's claw. At his fingertips, there was a faint earthy-yellow airflow.

He swiped at the air before him, and a faint earthy-yellow claw mark was left in the air.

Staring at that claw mark that had yet to disperse, Lin Qingyun murmured to himself, "What if I change it to Wind Force?"

He focused and closed his eyes. Without him realizing it, a transparent image of a human body appeared in his mind, but within that transparent human body were golden lines of meridians.

Suddenly, a pale-green force spread along several of those meridian lines, moving from the Dantian to Tian Zhu, then to Neiguan, and finally gathering at the meridians in both palms.

At the same time, Lin Qingyun mobilized the little Dou Qi left in his body, sending it upward along his meridians, comprehending the Wind Force and fusing it in. The fingers of his right palm curled slightly, transforming into sharp claws.

"Fierce Wind Claw!"

Suddenly, Lin Qingyun opened his eyes, reached out with his right hand, and struck the ground hard.

Boom!

A burst of cracking sounds rang out. Lin Qingyun's hand plunged straight into the ground, leaving behind a claw mark one foot long.

"What happened? What happened?"

The Fifth Elder walked over with a frown, but he soon saw the mark left on the ground.

He was somewhat surprised. That thread of Wind Force that had yet to dissipate was extremely sharp.

"Haha, sorry. I got too absorbed in cultivating!" Lin Qingyun scratched his head and said, extremely embarrassed.

"What fighting skill were you cultivating?"

The Fifth Elder did not care about that. He glanced at the claw mark on the ground, as well as the disappearing Wind Attribute Dou Qi.

It was clearly a Wind Attribute claw-type fighting skill. Moreover, for it to allow someone who had reached Dou Qi Second Stage to unleash such great power, it had to be at least a Yellow Tier Advanced fighting skill.

He was still very clear about the fighting skills in the Fighting Skill Hall. Not only was there no such type of fighting skill here, Yellow Tier Advanced fighting skills were all stored in the Dou Qi Hall. Only those who had rendered great service could learn them.

"Brother Yun, did you make this?"

At this moment, Xiao Yan also walked over. The huge noise had interrupted his thoughts, so he came over to take a look.

When he saw the pit in the ground, he immediately could not help but be shocked too.

"Uh..."

Faced with the Fifth Elder's question, he was momentarily at a loss for words. He could not very well say that he had tinkered it together himself.

"Uh, Sister Ya Fei gave this to me. It's been with me all along, but I never practiced it. Now that I can cultivate normally, I wanted to give it a try," Lin Qingyun casually made up an excuse.

"So that's how it is!"

The Fifth Elder nodded and did not suspect him.

Almost everyone in Wutan City knew that Miss Ya Fei of the Temir Auction House had an excellent relationship with Lin Qingyun. Although they always called each other sister and brother in public, anyone could see a hint of ambiguity between them.

Because of this alone, countless young men in Wutan City were extremely envious and jealous of Lin Qingyun.

However, the Fifth Elder could not help sighing at Ya Fei's generosity. She had given away a Yellow Tier Advanced fighting skill just like that. She truly was generous.

"All right, nothing else to see here. This old man is going to sleep too."

The Fifth Elder waved his hand, yawned, walked back to the doorway, and sat down in his chair.

"Brother Yun, what exactly did you do? You were unconscious for three days, and now you can actually cultivate?"

Xiao Yan carefully sized up Lin Qingyun, propping up his chin and occasionally lifting a corner of Lin Qingyun's clothes, as if he wanted to find some flaw and determine whether the person before him was really the Brother Yun he had known before.

"Uh, you're not gay, are you?"

Faced with Xiao Yan's burning stare, Lin Qingyun hurriedly hugged his chest and looked at him warily.

"Screw you. Aren't I worried about you? Who told you to be unconscious for three days?"

Xiao Yan laughed and cursed, then punched Lin Qingyun on the left shoulder.

"Tch, you actually came to see me!" Lin Qingyun curled his lip, but his face was full of smiles.

He did not have many friends in this world. Xiao Yan counted as one. They were both transmigrators and had some common ground between them. Besides him, there was Ya Fei, but he was somewhat afraid of that man-eating temptress who spat out no bones, terrified that she would devour him.

"I don't know what happened either, but after I woke up, my meridians naturally opened, so I can cultivate now," Lin Qingyun said.

"It's good that you can cultivate!"

Xiao Yan smiled, but that smile soon disappeared, and his expression became somewhat downcast.

Even Qingyun could cultivate now. What about him?

Perhaps before long,

the title of genius would fall onto Qingyun's head!

Lin Qingyun also noticed this, but he did not say anything. No matter how much he said, it would not help.

He knew that over these three years, only he and Xiao Xun'er had stayed close to Xiao Yan and maintained a friendly relationship with him.

As for those former playmates, they had long since drifted farther and farther away, and Xiao Yan had gradually become withdrawn.

"Let's go. Today's my treat. Consider it a celebration for me being able to cultivate!"

Lin Qingyun patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Mm!"

Xiao Yan nodded, forcing a slight smile onto his face.

"Then let's go!"

Lin Qingyun held his head with both hands and strode forward leisurely.

"By the way, Xiao Yan, don't you often say that only by being able to let go can you pick things up again, to raise and lower them as you please, and become a free and unfettered person?"

Lin Qingyun said slowly.

"A free and unfettered person!"

Xiao Yan shook his head self-mockingly. Perhaps he had been before, but now...

"Hey, if you don't hurry up, I won't wait for you! Delicious food, here I come!"

Lin Qingyun's voice came from afar.

"Maybe I still am now!"

"Qingyun, I'm really glad to have a friend like you!"

Xiao Yan's clenched fist loosened again.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

P.S. Mm, in the original work, Xiao Yan's personality at the beginning was somewhat withdrawn. However, this author believes that since this is a fanfiction, and since the protagonist has become Xiao Yan's friend, naturally, his personality definitely cannot be too withdrawn, though he will still have some inferiority.

That's all.