131: Chapter 11: Making Friends through Martial Arts 131: Chapter 11: Making Friends through Martial Arts He imdiately grabbed the Brocade Spring Saber and left the house.
Ignoring the curious glances along the way, he arrived at the park, where it was just turning evening and there were quite a few people.
The square was filled with people walking and dancing.
Xiao Jie didn’t stop; he walked straight through the square, took a side path toward the back mountain, and followed the winding road for a while until the crowd gradually thinned.
Glancing at the occasional passerby, Xiao Jie thought to himself that there were still too many people.
The saber techniques were not a big deal; even if seen, they would most likely be considered so form of martial arts routine, and without infusing Inner Strength, they wouldn’t appear any different from normal saber thods.
But he also wanted to practice Qinggong, which was sowhat more shocking to the world.
Although according to the “Player Managent Act,” displaying strength in public wasn’t prohibited as long as a reasonable explanation could be provided, he still wanted to keep a low profile.
It was better not to be seen at all.
So he continued to walk forward, and a narrow path ahead caught Xiao Jie’s attention; it was a secluded trail leading into the deep forest toward the back mountain, a path he had never walked on before because it was too remote.
He entered the trail, curious to see where it led.
Walking under the shade of trees for about a hundred ters, the light from behind was blocked by the forest, and all turned silent around him.
What a perfect place for practicing martial arts.
This must be the edge of Huqiu Mountain, an undeveloped area, likely left untouched during the park’s construction due to budget constraints, now covered only in wild grass and forests.
It was ideal for practicing martial arts.
Xiao Jie imdiately couldn’t wait to start practicing.
First, he practiced Qinggong, a skill involving movent at varying heights, which he had been looking forward to for a long ti.
He found a relatively open field of wild grass, placed the Brocade Spring Saber under a tree, then closed his eyes and carefully recalled the technique of “Grass Flying.”
First, he channeled his Inner Strength, and then—
Grass Flying!
He suddenly drew a deep breath from his Dantian, and Xiao Jie felt as if his feet were floating; his whole body seed lightened by a third.
With a jump, he soared over a ter high.
As he landed, his feet solidly hit the ground; no, he need to draw breath again!
He stamped the ground once more, arms outstretched for balance, as Inner Strength flowed towards the ridians in his feet.
When he touched the ground, it felt as if he were stepping on cotton, and he imdiately bounded up again.
The more he ran, the lighter and more floaty he felt, until, on the seventh step, he caught the feeling, and his next step carried him off the ground, stepping on the leaves.
Haha, thrilling!
Xiao Jie felt exhilarated, his whole body seed to weigh only a few taels, and each ti he stepped on the grass, just a little effort boosted him to spring up, racing above the grass without touching the ground.
This feeling was too wonderful; Xiao Jie had only ever experienced such a sensation in his dreams.
He ran over a hundred ters on the leaves before he ran out of breath in his Dantian, and his feet suddenly sank, causing him to fall.
Fortunately, thanks to his high Agility, he supported himself with his hands and rolled forward with a sorsault before quickly standing up.
Brushing off the leaves and dirt from his clothes, he turned back to look at the path he had co by.
Cool!
He traversed the rugged mountain path as if it were flat ground.
Just that the duration is a bit short; his Inner Power was still too low.
There were three ways to restore Inner Power: one was to wait for it to regenerate automatically, another was to use dicine to recover.
The third was to restore through ditation.
Xiao Jie sat down cross-legged, adjusted his Inner Breath, circulated his Inner Power; having done this before, the process was much quicker this ti.
A flow of Inner Power erged from his Dantian and continued to circulate and grow, and soon he had completed a Cycle, and his inner power was restored.
Unfortunately, even though circulating it rapidly still took a few minutes, which wasn’t feasible during combat.
Although he could take pills, consuming them also took ti, and real masters rarely get a chance to use pills during a fight; using Inner Strength dicine ant he could not use blood bottles, so he must train his Inner Power quickly; otherwise, with only 30 points of Inner Power Value, he could hardly use any skills during a fight.
Having restored his Inner Strength, next up was practicing his saber techniques.
Xiao Jie returned to the clearing, drew the Brocade Spring Saber, assud a stance, and then fiercely swung the saber.
He unleashed the Gale Nine Styles in succession.
The Gale Saber Technique focused on chopping; offensive maneuvers with no guard, simple and direct, with endless successive movents like a raging storm.
Initially a bit rusty, he beca smoother as he practiced, and the saber techniques seed imprinted in his mind, each move seamlessly continuing from the last.
After three series, about to start the fourth, Xiao Jie forcefully channeled his Inner Strength into his Saber Skill; a blade swung, making a slicing wind sound.
Whoo, whoo!
Each swing was t with a howl.
And the pace of the saber also sped up, faster and faster, until soon Xiao Jie felt a whirlwind around the blade, guiding him in his cuts and swings, as if he, too, was dancing with the gale.
Crack!
With the final chop, he cleaved a small tree as thick as an arm in half, swiftly pulling back his saber movent.
Xiao Jie, catching his breath, was filled with joy.
Haha, thrilling.
“Clap—clap—clap!”
The sound of clapping startled Xiao Jie, and he turned to see a lynx curiously watching him, its paws patting together.
The actions, the expressions, were quite human-like.
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