The Advantages of Combining Two Systems, Sparring with an Angel
The cultivation of the Douluo System, combined with the practice of Internal Martial Arts, gradually produces extraordinary effects.
Logically speaking, the human body's potential is limited. The so-called Elixir Force, Hard Force, and even the transformation from the Seeing the Divine, Imperishable to the innate state after the Vajra indestructible state are all about further exploring potential, rather than increasing the body's inherent potential.
This also means that no matter how thoroughly one's potential is developed, the force required to move tens of meters or nearly a ton in a single step is already the Limit of the human body.
However, the emergence of Soul Power changed this perception. Its nourishing and promoting effect on the body elevates human life, essentially raising its upper limit.
This also means that whenever Tang Shan's Soul Power Level breaks through, including breaking through a major stage, he has to go back and redevelop his body, fully exploring the newly enhanced physical potential.
As long as the Soul Power continues to grow and nourishes the body, this kind of cultivation will not stop.
Fortunately, Tang Shan has already Embracing the Elixir, and his cultivation in this area is extremely fast, with his potential being developed very quickly, far surpassing the previous Resonance Method.
As expected, it's impossible to use the same technique for the entire cultivation stage in one go. As one's strength and cultivation level increase, the cultivation method must inevitably be changed.
Thinking of this, Tang Shan paused. It's true, there really is such a cultivation technique in the Douluo Universe that can be mastered to its fullest potential—the renowned "Mysterious Heaven Skill."
Although Tang Shan didn't know much about the later two parts, he did hear some rumors. One rumor was that the Mysterious Heaven Skill from the Dou Wu era possessed the ability to devour bloodlines and absorb them for its own use. This is simply outrageous! It's hard to tell whether the original Mysterious Heaven Skill was so powerful, or whether our great Tang Buddha modified the technique later and added this ability.
It's highly likely that the original cultivation technique was already this powerful, after all, our Lord Sea God is so pure and virtuous, how could he possibly develop such an evil ability?
As for the question of why a Daoist practice is so extreme, I can only say that those who understand will understand, and those who don't won't understand even if I explain it to them.
Some things can be fabricated without any basis.
His soaring thoughts subsided, and the Qi and Blood within his body circulated, stimulating major acupoints and adjusting his essence, energy, and spirit. Tang Shan's overall physical condition began to increase at a barely perceptible but continuous rate.
The morning sunlight spills into the pool, shattering quietly into countless spots of light amidst the rippling waves.
Tang Shan emerged from a night of Soul Power cultivation feeling refreshed and full of energy.
A soft knock sounded at the door. He got up and went to open it. Xue Qinghe stood straight, hands in his pockets, quietly standing outside the door.
The sunlight slanted across her profile, highlighting her handsome and extraordinary features. Combined with her usual gentle smile, it was simply irresistible.
"Your Highness, if the noble ladies of the empire saw you like this, they would go mad."
Tang Shan stepped aside to let Xue Qinghe in, unable to suppress his admiration.
"Then when they see you, they'll go even crazier."
Xue Qinghe couldn't help but retort.
Tang Shan touched his appearance, which was now close to the Limit of what a human could achieve, but he didn't care.
"I am Soul Master, so there's a sense of distance between us. You're different; you're the Crown Prince, not Soul Master by nature, so there's no difference in your life level. They'll definitely prefer you."
Xue Qinghe didn't speak again. After all, she was a woman, and although her disguise as a man was flawless thanks to her Angel Soul Bone, she still felt quite uncomfortable hearing others discuss how other girls were interested in her.
She drew an exquisite wooden sword from her waist and looked at Tang Shan: "Let's begin our morning exercise."
Tang Shan nodded and waved to Xue Qinghe, signaling for the other side to attack.
After this period of training, Xue Qinghe has established a solid foundation. The next step is to concentrate his strength and develop his internal Bright Force.
This stage requires most people to complete through daily practice. However, there are shortcuts, such as applying pressure through combat to force the body to improve faster.
Of course, it can't be called taking shortcuts. To create enough pressure, you need a stronger opponent. If it's a teacher, that's fine, but if it's an enemy, that would be extremely dangerous.
There is no essential difference between breaking through in actual combat and breaking through through years of hard training; both lead to the same level.
In fact, Tang Shan originally wanted Xue Qinghe to cultivate using the "Heaven-Stealing Secret" method, as this would allow him to progress much faster than if he were to fight the opponent. However, after a brief trial, he abandoned the idea because the method was not suitable for Xue Qinghe.
The so-called "Heaven-Stealing Secret" refers to cultivating oneself in dangerous places such as cliff edges, tsunamis, and volcanoes. One's body instinctively and self-awareness know that one careless move could lead to death. When cultivating in these places, the body's sensitivity and nerve reaction speed reach their peak, and progress in cultivation is naturally rapid.
In ancient China, many Daoist priests used this practice to cultivate themselves, both to hone their courage and to practice martial arts.
However, this method didn't work on Xue Qinghe. Whether it was the openly displayed Swan Martial Soul or the true Angel Martial Soul, both possessed the ability to fly. This left an indelible mark of Martial Soul on her body's instincts.
Volcanoes and tsunamis are not dead ends and are not something to be afraid of.
This reduces the physical stimulation effect by more than half. Furthermore, Xue Qinghe is unlikely to refuse to use his Martial Soul when in danger, which renders the "Heaven-Stealing Secret Art truly ineffective.
Left with no other option, Tang Shan had to personally take the field and provide sparring practice for his opponent.
Brush!
Upon seeing Tang Shan's challenge, Xue Qinghe's eyes narrowed. He stomped his foot and slid out like a fish, creating a wisp of wind. His wooden sword thrust straight forward, the tip locked onto Tang Shan's throat.
Tang Shan tilted his head slightly, barely dodging the sword tip, and lightly flicked the wooden sword's spine with his fingertips. Clang! The wooden sword deflected in response, and Xue Qinghe's attack instantly missed.
Before he could even regain his footing, Xue Qinghe moved with a series of quick steps, charging forward once more. His left hand formed a sword finger that aimed directly at Tang Shan's brow, while his right hand, with the wooden sword, retreated and then slashed horizontally. The sword wind howled, blocking Tang Shan's retreat route to the side. The two moves were seamlessly connected.
Tang Shan suddenly lowered his waist to avoid the sword finger, grabbed Xue Qinghe's wrist with his right hand, and pulled and pushed him with the momentum.
Xue Qinghe lost his balance and stumbled back two or three steps before finally regaining his footing.
"Bright Force is the initial integration of the body's strength, not a forced condensation, but a natural release; it's a flowing feeling. Don't mistake it for Soul Power; that feeling is incorrect. Also, three moves have been made, Your Highness, be careful."
Before he finished speaking, Tang Shan's figure blurred, his feet shattering the dust on the ground as he instantly closed in on Xue Qinghe. His left hand transformed into a palm blade, the edge of his palm slashing towards her neck with a whistling wind, the force of which was clearly visible.
Even worse, a domineering and tyrannical will pressed down with the palm strike, like Mount Tai crashing down, causing Xue Qinghe to catch his breath.
Although it was just a friendly sparring match, Tang Shan didn't hold back—without enough pressure, how could they expect to break through?
Snap!
Xue Qinghe gritted her teeth and raised her sword to strike upwards. The wooden sword collided with the palm blade, and with a dull thud, an incomparably powerful force came through the wooden sword. Her arm went numb, and her body involuntarily retreated rapidly, leaving shallow imprints on the blue bricks beneath her feet.
Tang Shan moved with lightning speed, his right arm swinging out like a steel whip, the bulging muscles crackling and exploding with a resounding crack! The force layered upon layer, increasing the power dramatically. At the same time, his left hand moved like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, his fingertips gripping Xue Qinghe's shoulder.
Slap! Slap!
Xue Qinghe spun rapidly, her body swaying sideways like a willow catkin, barely dodging the left hand's grab, and then blocked with her wooden sword again. This time, an even more Frenzy force surged like a tide, and she staggered back three steps.
Tang Shan did not press his advantage, but waited for Xue Qinghe to catch her breath before launching another attack. With each punch and kick, his will was firmly locked onto his opponent. Xue Qinghe felt the air around her freeze, as if she were being stared at by an ancient god. Every punch and every palm strike carried a deadly killing intent, making her dare not relax for a moment.
The essence of sparring lies in striking the right balance; one cannot be too lax, leaving the opponent with nothing to gain, nor too ruthless, forcing an unexpected outcome. If Tang Shan had not already entered the Elixir Force and attained a state of perfect control over his internal energy, it would have been extremely difficult for him to apply just the right amount of pressure to Xue Qinghe.
Of course, he also had a backup plan – he didn't push Xue Qinghe to the point of losing himself. After all, Martial Soul exist in this world, and if he accidentally unleashed something like Angel wings or Purple Soul Ring, things would get interesting.
He was confident he would survive, but he also knew that he would most likely never be as carefree as he was now.
Their figures intertwined, fists clashed, and swords struck, the clanging sounds of their weapons ringing out incessantly. Tang Shan and Xue Qinghe's figures drew ever closer...
Separation.
The continuous high-speed combat caused Xue Qinghe's Qi and Blood to surge like boiling water. Her pores, which she had deliberately kept closed, were burning hot, as if heat was about to burst out of her skin. She knew that once her pores opened, her strength would be lost with the sweat, and her morning exercise would have to end there.
Just then, Tang Shan keenly sensed the subtle fluctuations in Xue Qinghe's Qi and Blood, as well as the burgeoning power within his bones and muscles. A glint flashed in his eyes, and his figure suddenly shot up, unleashing a terrifying aura like a tsunami. At the same time, a roar echoed through the courtyard, "Step! Stomp! Forward thrust!"
Seeing Tang Shan rushing towards him with overwhelming force, before his brain could react, his body moved instinctively. His right leg slammed forward, his foot landing heavily on the ground with a thud! Amidst the dull sound, energy surged from the Yongquan acupoint, flowing like a dragon up his calf and thigh, converging into his dantian. The energy then split into two paths: one rushing upwards to the Tanzhong acupoint, and the other sinking downwards to the coccyx.
Immediately afterwards, Xue Qinghe's heel trembled violently, and crack! The blue brick beneath his feet cracked, and his tailbone felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer. A fierce force surged up his spine segment by segment, and with a crack! His spine straightened instantly, like a fully drawn bowstring. The muscles of his waist, abdomen, and thoracic spine tensed up abruptly, and all the strength in his body gathered in his spine at this moment, then flowed down his shoulders and into his arms.
Swish!
A piercing whistling sound suddenly rang out, and the wooden sword in Xue Qinghe's hand transformed into an extreme silver rainbow, almost instantly condensing its power.
In the instant they converged, the tip of the sword was already at Tang Shan's face.
Tang Shan's expression remained unchanged. He suddenly clenched his left hand, and with a thud, the muscles in his entire arm bulged instantly. His latissimus dorsi muscles spread out like wings, the clear muscle lines coiling like a dragon, every inch of muscle exerting its power wildly. Then, he lowered his waist and sat down, delivering a simple straight punch with immense force, directly meeting the wooden sword.
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