After saying that, Guo Yuxin immediately reached out and grabbed Fang Yu’s sleeve.

"Hey Bald Pigeon! You were amazing last night, teach me martial arts, please! Pretty please~"

Dude, you have 10 points of blood level, training is pointless for you.

If you really wanted to train in martial arts, you would have surpassed the 10-point blood level long ago.

Besides... if you can’t even beat Second Sister, it’s clear you’re not cut out for martial arts...

Guo Yuxin was still shaking Fang Yu’s sleeve, which annoyed Fang Yu greatly, wondering how Monk Quan Heng could tolerate such a bothersome person.

The door of the adjacent room suddenly creaked open at this moment.

And then it was Monk Quan Heng’s big bald head emerging from the room.

Seeing Fang Yu and Guo Yuxin pulling at each other, Quan Heng was momentarily stunned and then clasped his hands together in greeting.

"Officer Diao, you’re up early."

"The plans for the day are made in the morning."

Fang Yu swiftly shook off Guo Yuxin’s grip and warmly greeted Monk Quan Heng.

"Master Quan Heng, you’re just in time, I’ve had some new insights in martial arts, and I’d like Master Quan Heng to guide me for a bit!"

Monk Quan Heng’s gaze involuntarily passed over Fang Yu, worriedly glancing at the puffed-cheek, hands-on-hips Guo Yuxin standing behind him, before he withdrew his gaze.

"I dare not call it guidance, simply mutual improvement and sparring."

"Sparing! Sparring!"

Fang Yu didn’t care what it was called, as long as he could engage in it.

The main thing was to test the gold finger’s effectiveness, secondly to gauge Monk Quan Heng’s capabilities, and perhaps ask about believers.

"Annoying Bald Pigeon!"

Fang Yu was surprised.

This woman speaks normally when she’s angry, huh?

What is she angry about? It’s baffling...

Watching Guo Yuxin storm into the room and slam the door heavily, Fang Yu hesitated: "Master, shouldn’t you comfort her?"

"Benefactor Guo is straightforward in nature, let her be alone for a while, her anger will dissipate."

Quite a self-regulation...

Fang Yu didn’t think any more about it and turned to Monk Quan Heng seriously.

"Master, I have a new technique, and I want to test its power. Please defend with all your might, so I can see where the limits of this move lie."

Monk Quan Heng clasped his hands together and nodded: "Alright then, Officer Diao, attack, and I will defend with all my might."

Despite his words, Fang Yu observed Monk Quan Heng with no apparent response.

"Master, shouldn’t you use the power of believers?"

Master Quan Heng was momentarily stunned.

He calls upon the power of the spirit at a speed far exceeding other believers.

This is a trait acquired after the nature of the spirit shield changed, with a mobilization speed exceeding other believers, with control capabilities far surpassing those of others in the same realm.

Thus, Monk Quan Heng usually adjusts his exertion dynamically based on the opponent’s moves, rarely directly activating believers’ powers.

But since Fang Yu requested it, Monk Quan Heng naturally assumed a combat stance.

Bang.

A faint blood-colored steam erupted from around Quan Heng, then gathered and lingered around him, as he slowly levitated about ten centimeters above the ground.

In essence, he suddenly grew ten centimeters taller, completely looking down on Fang Yu.

However, Fang Yu noted that Quan Heng only had 1000 blood level, and was somewhat concerned.

"Master Quan Heng, my move is quite powerful, don’t hold back your strength. If something goes wrong, I’d feel really bad about it."

Quan Heng laughed.

"Officer Diao, you worry too much. Although this blood gas is thin, penetrating it is no easy task. Go ahead and try."

With the words said, Fang Yu refrained from saying more.

Just taking one step forward, he struck out with a palm!

Bang!

It seemed like hitting a solid concrete wall. This palm strike caused his own hand to feel a bit sore, while Monk Quan Heng remained motionless, with even the blood-colored steam showing no change or disturbance.

The most important thing is that the 1000 blood level meter above Monk Quan Heng’s head showed no change.

This is the primary difference between believers and martial artists.

Without breaking the spirit shield, harming the body, the blood level will never decrease.

Conversely, the spirit shield is effectively the blood level meter for believers.

"As expected, it’s solid! Well, Master Quan Heng, be careful!"

With that, Fang Yu’s finger began to glow with gold, and he poked forward!

Gold Finger!!!

Buzz!!!

The dazzling gold gleam nearly covered Fang Yu’s entire finger.

Even though Monk Quan Heng was prepared, his expression changed ever so slightly.

Blood-colored steam around him seemed to instantly receive a signal, swimming rapidly forward like tadpoles to concentrate in the front.

In the next moment...

Bang!!!

The visible blood-colored steam violently shook!

The intense impact shook the blood-colored steam.

The terrible penetration power aimed at the blood-colored steam, as if trying to pierce through an intangible yet solid barrier!

If magnified thousands of times, one could see the internal structure slowly cracking, with cracks slowly spreading yet instantly being filled and repaired by more blood-colored steam, restored in an instant.

Bang!!

With a loud explosion, the power of the gold finger was expended.

Step, step, step!

Monk Quan Heng also simultaneously stepped back three steps, steadying his posture.

His face showed surprise, as well as some contemplation.

When he lifted his head again, he gave his evaluation.

"Very strong."

Very strong, huh...

Fang Yu showed a hint of bitterness.

Unable to penetrate the blood-colored steam, how strong can this gold finger be?

If using the Yuan Demon Body, the Tree Opening’s power would surely surpass the gold finger.

However, Fang Yu’s expectation for the gold finger wasn’t at this level.

This move, at its current rank, was regarded as one of his trump cards during standard combat.

Should he reach the Yuan Demon Body stage, that priority would significantly drop, relegating it to a powerful technique, far from being a trump card.

Given with the Yuan Demon Body, Tree Opening, Four Arms, and dual Tree Openings, all are explosively powerful trump cards, surpassing the likes of Golden Finger by far.

"A bit unpolished, keep practicing, this technique is not easy."

Monk Quan Heng spoke, whether in comfort or genuine sincerity.

Given Monk Quan Heng’s usual character and his expression now, sincerity seemed more likely.

After all, the gold finger essentially meant only one enhanced finger.

Once Ding Hui figured it out, when the materials are ready, enabling full body bone reinforcement, then in every move, the presence of the gold finger level would make the difference very notable.

Fang Yu realized instantly that Monk Quan Heng meant a bright future, and it wasn’t just a casual comment.

Besides, this was Monk Quan Heng!

Achieving a result that forces him backward a few steps using standard combat strength was impressive.

After all, to equate with Monk Quan Heng’s battle power, starting with the Kaiyuan Demon Body was necessary.

With hands clasped, Fang Yu said: "Thank you, Master Quan Heng, for your guidance. Besides this technique, I would also like to ask the master about believers."

Quan Heng appeared puzzled.

"Officer Diao, why are you suddenly interested in believers?"

"Know yourself and the enemy, and you’re never in peril."

Fang Yu smiled and continued: "On my journey, I’ve occasionally encountered believers. Not all of them are good people. If I can understand more about believers, it might help me better guard against them. "

So that’s how it is.

Monk Quan Heng nodded slightly.

Believers are merely a special kind of martial artist, with no connection to good or evil.

If encountering malicious believers, having a greater understanding of their combat methods indeed helps greatly.

Moreover, as far as he knows, most martial artists have little concept of believers’ fighting tactics, and being caught off-guard by them was actually quite probable.

"Amitabha, since it’s for self-protection, this little monk will do his utmost to elucidate for Officer Diao. Please feel free to ask what you wish."

Monk Quan Heng stated seriously.

Since Fang Yu has known Monk Quan Heng, this guy has always been like this, formal and humorless.

Such a person agreeing to have someone like Guo Yuxin follow him constantly makes Fang Yu feel peculiarly curious, but he chooses not to pry further.