I practice martial arts by adding skill points in modern city-Chapter 64 - 060: Thunderstorms rage, dual forces of light and dark

Chapter 64: 060: Thunderstorms rage, dual forces of light and dark

The room without any lights was pitch dark.

Wang Longhu stood in the Three-Body Form with a blank face, feeling a mix of emotions.

Listening to the thunder outside and the rain hitting the windows, his emotions were as unsettled as the current weather.

The image of the old woman’s dead face kept flashing and appearing in his mind, and her unwillingness to close her eyes in death still haunted Wang Longhu.

His heart was in turmoil.

Killing a person is not like slaughtering chickens or pigs; an ordinary person encountering such a thing would never easily move on.

Even though Wang Longhu had reached the beginner level of Dark Force in his martial arts training, he was still just an ordinary person when it came to fighting.

"Ah..." With a long sigh, Wang Longhu looked at the panel and stood up.

After a few hours, the Three-Body Form hadn’t increased by even 1 point in proficiency. Wang Longhu knew it was because his mind was in chaos, rendering the Three-Body Form ineffective.

If he couldn’t overcome this hurdle and resolve the psychological barrier, Wang Longhu understood that he would likely make no further progress in martial arts in the future.

Opening the wooden door to the balcony, it was now 9:35 PM, and the heavy rain poured down like a curtain of beads, as if the entire world was being submerged.

The rain, accompanied by a strong wind, rushed in, instantly soaking Wang Longhu’s clothes.

Silently closing the door, Wang Longhu stepped out, splashing the accumulated water on the ground and suddenly struck out with a Beng Fist.

This punch was fast and fierce, even slicing the rain curtain on the balcony into two segments.

He turned around with a backhand variation and delivered a chopping punch, instantly creating a crisp explosion sound. Stepping through the accumulated water, Wang Longhu burst out with a Cannon Fist, exploding the rain curtain, causing the rain to scatter like bullets, splashing onto the ground and creating ripples.

Drilling Fist, Crossing Fist... Wang Longhu kept changing.

Dragon Form, Bear Form, Monkey Form, Snake Form, Horse Form... Wang Longhu continued to perform.

Punch after punch, move after move, without holding back, without any restraint, he executed them.

Like a robot, at this moment, Wang Longhu unleashed his full strength, completing set after set of Xingyi Boxing.

In the darkness, on the second-floor balcony of this old house, a wet figure swung out punches with a thousand pounds of force.

Wang Longhu seemed to enter a selfless state, as if only by doing this could he temporarily forget what had happened a few hours ago.

One punch, one punch, one punch...

Suddenly, Wang Longhu stepped forward, executing his most familiar Beng Fist as before.

But at that moment, the essence of his body inadvertently surged into his leg and burst out through the acupuncture point on the sole of his foot.

Boom!!!

A loud noise erupted from under Wang Longhu’s foot, and the floor of the balcony cracked like a spider web as if struck by a hammer.

Seeing this, Wang Longhu pondered, then turned around and swung his arm backhand, exerting force from his shoulder, driving the elbow, and then the wrist.

Snap!

It was indeed like whipping, as the rain instantly turned into a large white mist with Wang Longhu’s swing, the raindrops scattering to the extreme.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Three consecutive successful swings lit up Wang Longhu’s vision.

Normally, he’d used Ming Jin through his arm, but never reached such power as now, able to disperse rain into white mist instantly. This couldn’t be achieved merely by strength alone.

Because, during these swings, Wang Longhu managed to channel the essence into the meridians of his arms and then project it through the acupuncture points on his arms.

This is Dark Force!

Punching on the surface is Ming Jin, striking through acupuncture points is internal Dark Force.

One bright, one dark, when both forces are released together, they unleash a power far greater than Ming Jin alone.

A full-force Ming Jin strike has a thousand pounds of force.

Dark Force, conservatively, also has at least a thousand pounds of force.

With both Ming and Dark Forces combined, creating a two-thousand-pound impact, not even fierce beasts like tigers or lions would likely survive, let alone mere humans.

"Hahaha, I’ve done it! Dark Force, I’ve achieved it!!" Wang Longhu laughed heartily, leaping directly from the second-floor balcony to the dilapidated, long-vacant, and uninhabited stone house next door to his grandmother’s.

With Wang Longhu’s punch against the wall, the stone wall immediately cracked, producing a dozen thin, long fractures.

With another punch, the long-abandoned old house finally couldn’t withstand the external pressure anymore and collapsed noisily in front of Wang Longhu, sending dense clouds of dust swirling in the rainy night.

Refreshing, invigorating, fulfilled.

At this moment, Wang Longhu took a deep breath, venting all his unease, anxiety, and fear.

His thoughts suddenly became much broader, no longer feeling as guilty and remorseful about the old woman’s death as before.

Wang Longhu just felt that she deserved it, that dying under his fist was entirely her own doing.

In Daoist cultivation, there’s the saying of refining essence to transform Qi, refining Qi to cultivate spirit, refining spirit to return to emptiness, and refining emptiness to achieve union with the Dao.

Internal Boxing, derived from Daoist Internal Power, naturally inherits its core principles.

No wheat, no flour; no Qi, wasted effort.

Refining essence to Qi is the first step to training Ming Jin.

Refining Qi to spirit is the second step to training Dark Force.

In Daoist theory, when a person is healthy, they have abundant Qi and blood, which are divided into innate Qi and acquired Qi and blood.

When acquired Qi and blood are full, through cultivation or exercise, you enhance the body’s intangible essence, Qi, and spirit, the Samadhi True Fire, to burn the acquired Qi and blood, vaporize into the brain, and replenish the body’s innate Qi.

Acquired replenishing the innate, refining essence to Qi, when the innate Qi is full, it enhances the body’s intelligence.

When the innate Qi reaches a certain level, one enters the realm of refining Qi to return to spirit.

This spirit, in Daoism, refers to the Primordial Spirit.

The Primordial Spirit connects destiny, and its strength determines fate, which is the path to longevity.

And in Internal Boxing, the cultivation encourages nurturing spirit, full Qi becomes essence, abundant essence leads to strong health, which is the way of longevity.

The spirit in refining Qi in Internal Boxing refers to the heart and mind, mainly reflected in changes in one’s character.

The stronger the martial arts trained, the more confident the person becomes, braver in facing opponents, thereby forming their own momentum.

A Martial Artist oppresses others with momentum, weak momentum loses seven parts.

At this moment, Wang Longhu realized the principle of refining Qi to spirit and simultaneously experienced a transformation in character.

Ordinary people are ordinary, Martial Artists are Martial Artists; these are two different circles, different worlds.

They must be viewed with different perspectives, understood with different thinking.

In the past, it was like walking the Jianghu, needing to be mentally prepared to hang one’s head at the belt; the Jianghu is perilous, Martial Artists dying miserably is very normal.

An unfamiliar Martial Artist sneaking into another’s home to attack is no different from openly challenging a dojo during the Republic period.

Even if the defending Martial Artist killed the intruder, no one would report it to seek justice.

Because that’s the rule within the Martial Artist circle.

Challenging a dojo is like smashing someone’s rice bowl; sneaking in and attacking is like delivering a challenge letter.

Punches and kicks have no eyes; life and death are determined by fate.

At this moment, Wang Longhu finally let go of the knots in his heart; the old woman’s death would no longer affect him in the slightest from now on.

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