Chapter 239: Overly Ridiculous
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Sure!
Lu Zhichun stumbled out and, after glancing around, said, “First, fists, then feet, that’s the sequence I learned martial arts in. So, the second set of techniques I learned was a leg technique. Everyone, watch closely!”
After introducing it, Lu Zhichun’s legs moved, and the sharp leg technique was instantly displayed.
Although it was just an ordinary leg technique, when executed by Lu Zhichun, it seemed like ocean waves, one wave after another, endlessly surging forward.
The Eighteen Legs Technique was completed in the blink of an eye.
Compared to the previous fist techniques, Lu Zhichun’s leg technique was indeed more exquisite in terms of precision. As he demonstrated the technique, he began to explain it step by step.
At the beginning of his explanation, energy began to radiate from Lu Zhichun’s head, absorbed by the villagers.
Lu Zhichun taught these techniques as if he were imparting them to his closest friends, explaining every detail, leaving nothing out.
Even the parts of the technique that weren’t directly related, Lu Zhichun extracted and demonstrated them for the villagers.
“Hmm?”
Some concepts involved more advanced techniques, and Lu Zhichun couldn’t help but pause for a moment, instinctively sensing that something was amiss. Why was he saying so much for a simple leg technique?
Wait, which leg technique was 1 explaining just now?
Lu Zhichun’s mind shook, but before he could figure out the problem, the alcohol he had drunk earlier began to cloud his mind.
Distracted, Lu Zhichun momentarily ignored the question he had just thought of. He glanced at the villagers around him, remembered that he was still explaining the leg technique, and didn’t want to disappoint their hospitality. So, Lu Zhichun hurriedly continued his explanation.
After a full two-quarters of an hour, Lu Zhichun finally finished explaining the Eighteen Legs Technique. Not only the leg technique but also the concepts behind other advanced techniques were extensively elaborated by Lu Zhichun.
“Thank you for sharing your technique!”
The villagers shouted in unison, and strands of something ethereal emanated from Lu Zhichun’s head, one by one, entering the bodies of the villagers.
The villagers, who initially had somewhat dull expressions, gradually became brighter.
Lu Zhichun returned to his original position, his head filled with a haze. What had he just done? Explained a leg technique? What leg technique?
Lu Zhichun had a splitting headache, and he instinctively pressed his head. His breath had already diminished further. It wasn’t just his cultivation that suffered; a portion of his core soul energy had been depleted as well.
For martial artists, core soul energy was crucial, whether in the Body Tempering realm or the Aperture Tempering realm. If core soul energy was damaged in the Body Tempering realm, breaking through the Aperture Tempering realm became challenging.
And if core soul energy in the Aperture Tempering realm was damaged, it could lead to a lack of control over one’s apertures, resulting in slowed progress or even regression in cultivation.
From the moment martial artists started practicing martial arts techniques, each technique not only refined the body but also subtly tempered core soul energy. Thus, the loss of any martial art technique was a blow to one’s foundation.
“There’s something wrong here!”
Lu Zhichun lowered his hand, having lost two techniques in succession. His subconscious mind was already strongly warning him. Even as the chill spread in his abdomen, and the dizziness from the alcohol swayed in his brain, he couldn’t suppress this feeling.
This was the natural defense mechanism of the Aperture Tempering realm against danger, an effect inherent in the path of martial arts.
Lu Zhichun looked around cautiously, but up to this point, he still couldn’t recall many things. Although he was cautious about the current situation, he didn’t know what the next step should be.
The village chief glanced at Lu Zhichun, a hint of red gleaming in his eyes, and a sinister smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He then turned to Hua Daohong.
Hua Daohong, having finished his drink and in a highly excited state, leaped into the center and began explaining a set of internal energy cultivation techniques.
The more he explained, the more excited he became. With each word, Hua Daohong felt a sense of liberation in his heart. Energy was also radiating from his head, just like Lu Zhichun.
Similar to Lu Zhichun, Hua Daohong meticulously explained every detail of this technique. Since the cultivation of internal energy was an ongoing process throughout the Body Tempering realm, he not only explained the intricacies of this technique but also touched upon other internal energy techniques.
Halfway through, Hua Daohong sensed something unusual, but he was immediately overwhelmed by the cold sensation and alcohol intoxication within his body. He continued his explanation.
However, due to his instinctual warning, Hua Daohong concealed the content of the other internal energy techniques and only explained the basics of entry-level internal energy cultivation.
Threads of fine lines emanated from Hua Daohong’s celestial crown, permeating the bodies of all the villagers. Their eyes became increasingly bright, and a glint of liveliness shone in their gazes.
After a moment, Hua Daohong stumbled forward, stood still for a moment, and a natural sense of alertness towards their surroundings welled up within him. He turned to look at Lu Zhichun and found the same expression on his face.
Both of them felt anxious, wanting to leave this place together. Yet, it seemed as though a voice was telling them that fleeing would lead to certain death.
They were torn and indecisive.
Their wisdom seemed to be suppressed, as their usual thoughts and perceptions had sunk to their lowest levels.
In their normal state, even if Lu Zhichun and Hua Daohong felt the situation was dangerous, they would undoubtedly fight back and then attempt to break free. Delaying could increase the danger.
Many dangers, at first, might appear insignificant, but it was these little dangers that gradually cut into your flesh, slowly simmering you. By the time you realized something was wrong, you’d be too weak to escape.
Under normal circumstances, Lu Zhichun and Hua Daohong would understand this logic. However, at this moment, they clearly were not in a normal state. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have failed to remove the chills within their bodies promptly and even believed that the sensations in their stomachs were a sign of the villagers’ hospitality.
“This guest, it’s your turn.”
The village chief noticed the state of Lu Zhichun and Hua Daohong but didn’t take any action. Instead, he turned his gaze towards Chen Fei.
“Of course! Of course!”
Chen Fei had a smile on his face. In the face of these enthusiastic villagers, teaching them some minor techniques was entirely justified.
The world was too chaotic, and these villagers were in great danger without any self-defense skills.
These villagers were good people, and good people deserved better protection!
“I’m nothing special. The first set of techniques I learned is called the Breathing Technique, and I’ve already taught it to you.”
Chen Fei greeted those around him and smiled.
However, Chen Fei’s words received no friendly response. The villagers stared at him with cold eyes, and upon hearing his words, their bodies trembled slightly, as if they were about to pounce on him with great force.
Chen Fei didn’t notice anything unusual and continued, “The second set of techniques I learned is a martial art called the Extreme Mountain Fist, which shares its origin with the Breathing Technique.”
Shares its origin?
Upon hearing Chen Fei’s words, both the villagers and the village chief suddenly had an uneasy feeling.
The first set of breathing techniques Chen Fei had taught earlier seemed simple, just focusing on breathing. However, this second set, the Extreme Mountain Fist, shared its origin with the previous one. What if it had some strange and unconventional training method?
“This guest, please wait a moment,” the village chief suddenly stopped Chen Fei, who looked at him with confusion.
“We don’t need you to teach us this Extreme Mountain Fist; we’ve already learned a lot just now,” the village chief said with a smile.
“How can that be? The Extreme Mountain Fist, while it may seem like an entry-level technique, I have already cultivated it to the highest level. I’ve fused all its variations into one punch. Please, take a look!”
Chen Fei said, took a step forward with his left foot, and unleashed a powerful punch with his right hand. It was like a mountain collapsing, with a majestic aura rising.
The village chief hesitated for a moment, and this technique did seem somewhat genuine. The fundamental technique appeared simple, but when Chen Fei threw a punch, it displayed countless variations.
“How do you find this technique?” Chen Fei asked with a smile.
“It’s good, but…”
Before the village chief could finish his sentence, Chen Fei continued, “Actually, practicing this technique is quite simple. At the beginning, 1 couldn’t grasp it either, until one day 1 discovered a simple training method: just wave your hands!”
The village chief’s eyes widened slightly, and that ominous feeling surged up instantly.
“You don’t need to…”
“With each wave of your hand, it’s a form of training. The faster you wave, the faster you’ll master the Extreme Mountain Fist. It took me less than three days to reach my current level.”
Chen Fei interrupted the village chief. The village chief was still being too polite; it was just a method of practicing the Extreme Mountain Fist, and Chen Fei had no intention of keeping it a secret.
The villagers stared wide-eyed at Chen Fei, and some of them trembled, as if they wanted to rush towards him. However, a force seemed to be holding them in place.
Chen Fei turned to look at the villagers and found that they appeared somewhat excited, probably because they thought the training method for this Extreme Mountain Fist was straightforward!
“Oh, by the way, to practice this technique, you’ll need to pay one or two silver coins. Don’t forget!” Chen Fei patted his head, almost forgetting the most important key.
The deception was going too far!
Upon hearing Chen Fei’s words, the villagers’ eyes turned crimson, but they were helpless. Strands of energy emanated from the villagers and flowed towards Chen Fei.
Chen Fei, who had a somewhat muddled mind before, suddenly felt a surge of clarity. His physical strength began to rise again, and this sensation made him squint his eyes reflexively.
“This guest, do you have any other skills besides practicing?” The village chief looked at the absorbed energy with a serious expression. In the usual case, he would have asked Chen Fei to leave at this point. However, after being fooled twice in a row, he couldn’t easily let Chen Fei go now.
“I practice alchemy!” Chen Fei shouted in response to the village chief’s question.
“Can you teach us a few tricks?” the village chief asked in a hushed tone. If Chen Fei could practice in such an inexplicable manner, he wanted to see how Chen Fei would handle alchemy, a craft that required precision.
“Of course!”
Chen Fei nodded, looking at the excited villagers around him. He continued with a smile, “The first recipe I learned is for Vitality Pills. It’s very simple to learn. All you need to do is fry some pig liver. To speed up your learning of this recipe, remember to slice the pig liver thinly!”
Chen Fei earnestly shared his experience, but the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and you could hear a pin drop!
Alchemy involving frying pig liver? How could anyone come up with such an outrageous idea?
“Roar!”
One villager roared and rushed towards Chen Fei, but before he could take a step, his entire body seemed to be crushed by something, instantly turning into powder.
A force emerged from the powder and rushed into Chen Fei’s body, which he absorbed. Meanwhile, strands of energy emanated from the tops of the other villagers’ heads, even if they wanted to stop it they couldn’t..