Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction Chapter 7 Leaving

"Since the Nine Chapters aid in deriving the Eight-step Breaking Fist to a level vastly surpassing its previous state, considering my current cultivation realm, calling the achieved Eight-step Breaking Fist a state of perfection is also inappropriate."

"Then I shall temporarily refer to the Eight-step Breaking Fist, perfected through sixteen paths of ridians, as the First Transformation State." A na appeared in Lin Yuan's mind.

"The Eight-step Breaking Fist operating on thirty-two paths of ridians is too far for the current accumulation rate of my Qi-Blood, this can be ntioned later."

Lin Yuan gave up on the idea of naming it and decided not to consider it for now.

"Red Spirit State!"

Recalling the network of veins spread across his body, he imdiately affird.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in the house, experiencing the Eight-step Breaking Fist operating on thirty-two paths of ridians in the Nine Chapters space.

Although he had perceived the thod of the Eight-step Breaking Fist in the Red Spirit State, his total Qi-Blood could only fill the capacity of two ridians.

Just like a river has a set amount of water, no matter how many tributaries are added, the total flowing water will remain the sa, it won't increase out of nothing.

He needs to intake spiritual grains and treasure dicines to accelerate the filling speed of his Qi-Blood.

However, Lin Yuan could currently transport Qi-Blood at the speed of thirty-two rivers, aning his Qi-Blood circulation is thirty-two tis faster than a typical martial artist. His Qi-Blood accumulation speed is also thirty-two tis faster, far exceeding ordinary cultivation.

"Hmm? Why has the pill beco so small?" Lin Yuan looked at the originally almond-sized pill, which had beco the size of a peanut.

"The Nine Chapters' deduction requires the power of the pill." Lin Yuan was slightly startled, contemplating this possibility.

Although the Nine Chapters have reverse reasoning capabilities, they also require the consumption of the pill's spiritual power; otherwise, it cannot deduce spontaneously, just like fire needs fuel to burn.

"It seems I'll have to think of ways to obtain more pills in the future." Lin Yuan thought montarily, then shook his head, saying, "Regardless of this matter, the most urgent thing is to enhance my cultivation."

Lin Yuan cleared his mind of distracting thoughts and began practicing the essentials of the Eight-step Breaking Fist. He stepped forward, circulating his inner Qi-Blood along the thirty-two paths of ridians.

For a ti, knocking sounds continued in the room.

Ti passed, day turned to night.

With the village's prohibition against going out, Lin Yuan could only practice hard inside the house, continuously performing the Eight-step Breaking Fist, absorbing dicinal power, replenishing the void of Qi-Blood within him, resting in a ditative pose to recover when tired.

Three days passed, yet no sound of banging drums was heard in the village.

That night, the bright moonlight stread through the paper windows, casting glows on the ground. Sitting cross-legged on the straw mat, Lin Yuan quietly opened his eyes.

"The moonlight before my bed, like frost on the ground. I gaze at the bright moon, lowering my head, I long for my hotown." The silver disc hung in the sky, and Lin Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

At this mont, his body and mind relaxed, he truly accepted his current identity. Reciting this famous verse marked a true farewell to the past.

"Lower my head, think of ho."

Yet it was the voice of a woman inside the house, trembling lightly. After reciting it once, she mumbled softly, then repeated it a second ti, a third ti.

"I didn't expect you to have such talent, able to recite such beautiful verses." The woman's slightly pale face showed a trace of loneliness but was more moved.

Words that are beautiful and full of emotion can always cross the boundaries of ti and space, touching the heart.

The mysterious woman inside actually walked out of the inner room.

"I am leaving!" The silver moonlight cast on her white long dress seed to cover it with a layer of silver frost. Her voice was as cold as her sound, no longer retaining the previous emotions.

"Leaving? You've recovered from your injuries?" Lin Yuan looked up at the woman's face, which was shrouded in a thin white veil, revealing nothing but a smooth, delicate forehead and bright eyes.

"I have a task to entrust to you today." The woman didn't answer, instead proposing a request.

"Please, do tell." Lin Yuan stood up, speaking in a firm voice.

Given that this woman had gifted him pills that day, Lin Yuan had already said that if she ever needed sothing, he wouldn't decline.

"It's nothing important." Seeing his solemn expression, the woman explained.

Then, with a slight turn of her delicate hand, a dark jade pendant appeared in her palm. She softly said, "If you ever leave this village, wear this at all tis."

In recent days, during her recovery, she felt the Qi Force movents outside Lin Yuan's room, surprisingly stronger than the Eight-step Breaking Fist of a typical small completion realm by a few degrees.

Moreover, as Lin Yuan's cultivation ti prolonged, the growth speed of his Qi-Blood power far surpassed the ordinary.

Reflecting further on the cause and effect of the attack she suffered, the more she thought about it, the more unusual it seed.

Lin Yuan had the potential to venture out, so she wanted him to handle this task for her. If an unexpected event occurred, she at least had left a clue; if not, it didn't harm much.

"We will et again if destined."

Lin Yuan saw her lightly push her hand forward, seemingly tossing it casually, the jade pendant floated like a feather in the breeze, slowly drifting to the small table beside him.

This phenonon, defying the laws of physics, deeply captivated Lin Yuan's gaze.

"Ding." With a crisp sound, the jade pendant landed steadily on the table.

"Miss."

Coming back to his senses, before the words "young lady" could co out of Lin Yuan's mouth, the graceful figure was gone, leaving only a lingering fragrance in the air.

"What kind of technique is this?" Lin Yuan was shocked in his heart: "I thought the mories of this body's forr owner were just imagination, but it turns out they exist for real!"