The sensation of the Qi and blood pressing on the Shanzhong Acupoint at that mont completely leaked out, allowing Wang Longhu to catch his breath, feeling an indescribable comfort and delight throughout his entire body.
He was surprised to feel the anomaly in his body, feeling the Qi and blood in the Shanzhong Acupoint once again flow back into his limbs and return to his internal organs.
A sensation as if he had consud an Immortal Pill, an ethereal feeling spread wildly within Wang Longhu.
"Could this... be the hidden elixir of the Middle Dantian?" Wang Longhu exclaid in delight as he stood up.
Tianfu Daoist had ntioned before that the hidden elixirs were divided among the three Dantians: upper, middle, and lower. Through Wang Longhu’s attempts, he could confirm that the Lower Dantian Guanyuan Acupoint was the stash for Inner Strength.
He had not yet understood the Middle Dantian Shanzhong Acupoint and the Upper Dantian Forehead Acupoint.
But at this mont, the anomaly in his chest undoubtedly indicated that the Middle Dantian stored the body’s Qi and blood, concentrating all Qi and blood at the chest’s Shanzhong Acupoint, serving as the Middle Dantian.
"The force that repelled Qiao Qichong just now wasn’t my own Dark Force; it felt more like the power of Qi and blood." Wang Longhu looked at the wailing Qiao Qichong, plunging into deep thought.
Thus, he tried to recall the feeling of the Qi and blood hidden elixir he just experienced, attempting to try again. Sure enough, the Qi and blood throughout his body began to awkwardly and slowly retract back to the Shanzhong Acupoint.
When Wang Longhu felt his chest swelling to the point of explosion, he suddenly punched towards a red brick several centiters away at his feet.
Bang!
Clearly, Wang Longhu’s fist didn’t even touch the red brick, yet the red brick suddenly shattered into pieces, scattering broken stones everywhere.
It was precisely like a striking force from a Wuxia novel!
"Dark Force cannot leave the body; what kind of force is this within the human body?" Wang Longhu wondered in shock.
"Gang Qi! You actually comprehended Gang Qi!"
As Wang Longhu was puzzled, Qiao Qichong beside him suddenly shouted in utter disbelief.
From the look of it, though Qiao Qichong might not have had much talent in Martial Arts, he seed to know quite a lot, imdiately recognizing the source of Wang Longhu’s air strike.
"Gang Qi?" Wang Longhu dispersed the Qi and blood back to his limbs and struggled to stand up from the rubble.
The Middle Dantian Qi and blood hidden elixir caused his body’s stamina to be like an exhausted oil well that tapped into a new oil field, suddenly generating additional strength.
Wang Longhu’s physical strength restored by at least thirty to forty percent, making it as easy as handling a chicken if he wanted to deal with Qiao Qichong in his state.
"Impossible, without the Enlightennt Potion and the Yellow Emperor ridian Map, how could you achieve Qi and blood condensing elixir and release three inches of Gang Qi!
Clearly, the martial path has already hit a bottleneck, and the thods to advance are all in the hands of those few great forces!" Qiao Qichong shouted in a mix of shock and madness.
Wang Longhu pondered the aning behind Qiao Qichong’s words, vaguely understanding a lot.
It seems that overseas Martial Artists have long known that Huajin Grandmaster is not the endpoint of Martial Arts; they knew long ago what lies beyond Huajin.
And the thods to beco stronger are firmly held by the Heaven and Earth Alliance and the White Lotus Society. These East Asian overseas Martial Artists must trade with these two martial forces to gain more powerful strength.
Just like those intricate human ridian maps on Ma Bong and Qiao Qichong, which they spent billions of US Dollars buying from the White Lotus Society.
"The Yellow Emperor ridian Map you speak of, what exactly is it?" Wang Longhu curiously asked.
"You know the Inner Canon of Huangdi, right? It’s an extant dical classic from the mainland, representing the formation of the traditional Chinese dicine theoretical system, with a very important place in dical history, revered as the ’ancestor of dicine.’
In addition to the Inner Canon of Huangdi, there are thirty-seven volus of the Outer Canon of the Yellow Emperor, which has been lost on the mainland, but the White Lotus Society holds three volus,
The Volu of Human Longevity and Decline, the Volu of Root Nourishnt and Health, and the Yin Yang Inversion Scroll,
The Yellow Emperor ridian Map is recorded in the Volu of Root Nourishnt and Health. As long as one follows the specific acupoints recorded in the volu and uses specially formulated solution with acupuncture, it can help people comprehend Huajin!"
Qiao Qichong’s tone was filled with longing and desire, his eyes even more so revealing uncontrollable greed, clearly showing his dream of obtaining the Outer Canon of the Yellow Emperor.
"Three Elixirs and Four Hidden Paths, turns out there are other paths to take. It seems my previous knowledge was indeed limited." Wang Longhu felt a surge of excitent.
Since overseas Martial Artists are aware of realms beyond Huajin, then there must be many experts, which made Wang Longhu extrely excited.
At his level and strength, money had beco rely external possessions.
If Wang Longhu wished, he could easily find a top businessman to serve as a bodyguard, earning tens of millions in a year without a problem.
Or he could work as an instructor in special forces training camps in Africa and Europe, where Wang Longhu could earn a considerable amount.
But these matters no longer concerned Wang Longhu; he only wished to et evenly matched opponents, considering them as stepping stones to climb higher and travel further.
"Enough talk, these years living arrogantly in Vietnam, your days have been quite comfortable, I suppose. It’s ti to take you to et an old acquaintance."
Wang Longhu walked up to Qiao Qichong, reached out his hand, and directly crippled Qiao Qichong’s spinal ridians.
From this point on, Qiao Qichong’s Inner Strength was entirely wasted, his ridians damaged, rendering him incapable of regulating his breath, making him nothing more than a total cripple from now on.
"Wang Longhu! You’ll die a horrible death!"
For a Martial Artist who loves the art of war, Inner Strength is everything.
Losing Inner Strength is losing power, never to regain the status of the past, becoming a target for everyone.
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