"Spar with you? No need, you're no match for me."
Yang Feng frowned slightly, waved his hand, and replied.
Upon hearing this, Hua Tiangang was stunned. He had just said that Hua Tiangang was modest, but now he had become so arrogant.
He's already saying he's no match for him before they've even fought.
Although he is now over sixty years old, his martial arts skills have not diminished in the slightest.
"Young man, don't look down on this old man. There aren't many people in the martial arts association who can defeat me. As long as you beat me..."
Listening to his words, Yang Feng felt a little impatient. This old man really talked a lot. After thinking about it, he realized that what he said wasn't wrong, so he interrupted:
"Alright then, old man, I'll have a friendly spar with you."
"You've finally figured it out? Good, then let's go." As soon as Hua Tian heard this, his eyes lit up, a triumphant smile appeared on his lips, and he struck a Xingyiquan (a style of Chinese martial arts) pose.
Yang Feng looked at him calmly, then moved and used three fingers to tap on his fist.
Hua Tiangang's expression suddenly changed. He felt that he couldn't exert any force in his fist. Then a huge force came and he staggered back three or four steps.
His eyes were filled with shock as he asked, "Was that a Tai Chi move you just used?!"
"Hmm, it's a great achievement with minimal effort. I also made some minor modifications, and it turned out pretty good."
Yang Feng shrugged indifferently and said.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 148 Qi Refining Technique
"Truly, the younger generation is to be feared." Hua Tiangang looked at Yang Feng with a look of shock in his eyes, gently patted his sleeve, and said slowly.
He may have used a sneak attack, but he managed to make me unable to exert any force and even make me fall backward with just three fingers.
True strength lies within oneself.
"It's alright," Yang Feng said calmly, looking at him.
Hua Tiangang's strength was about to enter the half-step Yellow Rank a few years ago, but he was too old, so his strength did not improve much. However, he could still easily defeat ordinary people.
But the strength of this young man before him left him utterly powerless to retaliate.
Could he be a martial artist?!
"Young man, this is my business card. I keep my word. You can tell me what you need, as long as it's not against morality."
Hua Tian just took out a white business card from his pocket, placed it in Yang Feng's hand, and said.
"Okay, sure." Yang Feng nodded calmly and turned to walk away.
Hua Tiangang watched his departing figure, his deep and weathered eyes seeming to be scrutinizing something, before he too left.
As Yang Feng walked along the road, feeling the warmth of the morning sun, a trace of sadness flashed across his bright eyes.
If only she hadn't left me, maybe they would be walking hand in hand here right now.
"Hmm..." Yang Feng groaned, his brows suddenly furrowing as he felt a hot sensation churning in his abdomen. He immediately knelt down on one knee, hot sweat pouring from every pore of his body.
He felt the same pain he had experienced when he took the Grade B potion directly last time, and he couldn't help but want to scream.
"Starlight... I feel so bad!" Yang Feng thought to himself, his face contorted in pain.
"The spiritual power within your body is about to erupt. Normally, people who haven't cultivated any cultivation techniques can't absorb spiritual energy, but your situation is a bit strange. You've actually absorbed spiritual energy. Once the spiritual power surges and takes effect, you'll explode and die."
Starlight, wearing a flower wreath, sat on the swing in the system space, her white gauze skirt revealing her pale thighs, and her red lips parted slightly.
"Damn it, what should I do? Am I supposed to die like this, feeling so miserable? I haven't waited for her yet, I can't die! Tell me how to solve this quickly."
Yang Feng roared inwardly.
"The quickest and most effective way is to cultivate immortality techniques, mobilize the spiritual energy in your body, and directly enter the early stage of Qi Refining," Xingguang said.
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng forced himself to stand up and sat down on a bench. With a thought, he took out the Qin Dynasty Qi Cultivation Manual from his system space and began to silently read the classical Chinese text on it.
The restless spiritual energy within the body finally began to stabilize and was guided to circulate, combining with Qi along a unique path.
The Qin Dynasty's Qi Refining Technique only had one level, and could only be cultivated up to the late stage of Qi Refining.
As night fell, when Yang Feng opened his eyes again, the surrounding environment was pitch black.
Yang Feng stood up from the chair, his bones cracking and popping as he muttered:
"It's so late already. It was just morning a moment ago. How come it's evening now?"
"Of course, time flies when you're cultivating. You're already at the peak of the early stage of Qi Refining, just one step away from the middle stage. It's strange, though, how do you have so much spiritual power in your body that you can cultivate to this stage in one go?"
Starlight cradled her exquisite face and slowly began to speak.
"Early stage of Qi Refining, is that strong?" Yang Feng wondered to himself.
“It’s stronger than you are now. You can consider this stage as the peak of the late Yellow Rank among martial artists, and you can even easily defeat late Yellow Rank masters among martial artists,” Starlight replied.
"That's good. Otherwise, I would feel bad about wasting a whole day like this."
Yang Feng nodded slightly, lifted his foot, and jogged slowly towards the direction of the ordinary residential area.