
"As everyone knows, the Martial Path is divided into nine ranks. The first three ranks were known as the Strength rank and had the title of Martial Learner. Fourth to sixth rank are known as Martial Artists, and seventh to ninth rank are known as Martial Masters. Every person that Martial Masters had high status, even the Zhao Sect did not have many of them. Coach Chen only explained about the nine ranks of the Martial Path.
“Every three ranks have a big gap between them. ”
Zhao Feng's mind drew a simple diagram.
The first three stages: Strengthen the body and create a good foundation.
Fourth to sixth rank: Form inner strength. Every movement and action far surpassed the strength of Martial Learners.
Seventh to ninth rank: Raising Inner Strength to "Transformation Power", which can strike through the air.
There were rumors in the Cloud Country of "Big Martial Masters", those who had reached the peak of the ninth rank and had the title of "Ten Thousand Men's Army", which could easily kill their enemies.
In their eyes, normal martial artists and deadly ferocious beasts were ants.
"First we will talk about the first and second rank of the war path. Through martial arts skills, we strengthen our body and blood.
Many disciples in the field had already reached the third rank so they did not pay attention to it. Zhao Feng watched with amazement as he was at the first rank of the Martial Path for a very long time. And the hundred or so martial arts books in his mind were then viewed differently.
He suddenly recalled the first skill he learned, Flaming Metal Fists. Slowly, his movements, experiences, and skills disappeared from his memory.
Zhao Feng was surprised because he did not know what this meant. The only thing he knew was that the Flaming Metal Fists had reached their perfection. He did not realize that he had accidentally entered a "meditation state". This state of affairs was rare, even for geniuses.
“Next we will talk about second and third rank skills, and how to execute them. . . . . “Coach Chen not only spoke, he also showed how to train him.
Being a true martial artist, all of the moves shown by Coach Chen were all medium rank martial arts trained to the peak level. Even if Coach Chen used the strength of a third and middle rank martial art, he could still easily defeat the top ten disciples.
“Last, I'll tell you a trick about Inner Strength. Some of you have reached the peak of the third rank and are only a little away from entering the fourth rank. "When Coach Chen spoke here, his lips curved into a smile. The outer ten disciples had all reached the peak of the third rank.
“Even I cannot fully explain how Inner Strength works. The key point is how each of you understands Inner Strength. All I can do is give you some of my experiences …. . "Coach Chen's voice turned low. As he finished his sentence, he gave off a terrifying aura.
At that moment, all of the Zhao sect disciples were unable to breathe properly. An invisible pressure flooded all the martial learners.
"What strength! Is this inner strength? If I had that I could try breaking through to become a true martial artist …. . "The crowd held their breaths as they looked in admiration.
“Inner Strength is a type of strength that is formed from within a person's body. Thus, strong blood was the key point in forming Inner Strength. And the strength of one's blood depends on how strong one's body and bones are. This was also why the first three ranks were known as "power ranks". They provide a strong foundation to build on. "Coach Chen said while showing.
"Rock Breaking Palm!" A faint yellow light was emitted from the middle of his palm.
Peh —
Even before the palm touched the ground, the force from the palm had already arrived.
"Aah!"
The strength of that palm, filled with Inner Strength, was like a mountain that came smashing down on the disciples. Aura alone could make martial learners lose.
Plash!
The three disciples of the second rank standing in front fell to the ground.
"Hmph! You can see that your foundation is weak. The wind from my palm has made you fall. If it was someone of the seventh rank or higher than me, you guys would have already been blown to pieces ……. "Coach Chen shook his head.
As he explained and pointed out, a young man was like an immobile statue. After Coach Chen finished his demonstration, the young man closed his eyes.
"Such inner strength …. . '' Zhao Feng closed his eyes. In his mind, an image of one's body once again appeared.
At a certain point, a faint yellow light came from within the blood. When Coach Chen pointed out earlier, Zhao Feng had used his left eye to get a better look ………
His eyes had captured every subtle change in Coach Chen's body, including how the inner strength was formed. In his mind, this scene was now replayed back and forth. Perhaps Coach Chen himself could not understand the changes in his body precisely.
Furthermore, Coach Chen showed some more experience.
Every time he showed, Zhao Feng would use his left eye to observe.
Half an hour later, Coach Chen's lecture ended.
"You cannot force your Inner Power. To form Inner Strength you must have good talent and a strong foundation. Coach Chen shook his head as he left. It was clear that he did not have much hope in these outer disciples.
If his explanation could make one or two of them understand inner strength, it would be unexpected …. .
After Coach Chen left, most of the disciples left with questioning faces. After all, Inner Strength could not be described. It's different for everyone.
Clearly, the highly ranked disciples had gained some insights.
Zhao Yue, who was ranked first and Zhao Yijian sometimes had an expression of thought and sometimes an expression of happiness…. .
Zhao Yufei's brows slightly fluttered.
As for Zhao Feng, he closed his eyes while standing still. In his mind, the memory of Coach Chen performing was played over and over again …. .
A few moments later.
Zhao Feng sighed as he hurriedly returned home.
Bang out!
When he got home, he closed the room and sat down cross-legged.
“I finally understand how Inner Strength works…. . In his mind, the final pages of the Lightly Floating Ferry appeared once again.
According to the Water Breathing Technique, if he trained him to the peak of the third level, he would have the basis to form Inner Strength.
On the same day he fully absorbed the insights he had gained. At night, Zhao Feng performed the Air Pushing Breathing Technique several times to confirm that he had reached the peak of the third level.
"It's from now on ..." Zhao Feng took a deep breath as he slowly tried to form Inner Strength.
According to Lightly Floating Ferry, Zhao Feng slowly fused his blood.
Compared to the Air Booster Breathing Technique, the standard of Lightly Floating Ferry is much higher.
Soon Zhao Feng's blood passed through his body.
Everything went well.
However, in the end, Zhao Feng felt like he had no more energy.
The reason for that was because, although Zhao Fengs blood was strong, he was lacking in number. In terms of blood strength he could be compared to "Zhao Yue", but in terms of quantity he was still a long way off.
Zhao Feng had yet to reach the peak of the third rank, and the way in which Lightly Floating Ferry formed Inner Strength was more difficult than most other skills.
“If I fail, my blood will fall into a period of weakness and it will be harder for me to form it next time…. '' Zhao Feng bit his teeth while taking out a two hundred year old blood plant.
Hu!
Zhao Feng took a breath as the energy from the blood plant merged into his bloodstream.
Weng ~
At the last moment Zhao Feng felt blood rushing within him.
Ha!
Shouts as loud as lightning sounded within the room, causing the windows to crackle.
Suddenly, the room darkened due to the fact that the candle had exploded.
Under the moonlight was a young man full of anticipation who slowly opened his palm …. Then, a beautiful faint green light appeared …