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“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. The fourth to sixth rank was known as Martial Artists, and the seventh to ninth rank was known as Martial Masters. Everyone who is a Martial Master has a high status, even the Zhao Sect does not have many of them.” Coach Chen only explained about the nine ranks of the Martial Path.
"Every three ranks had a huge gap between them."
Zhao Feng's mind drew a simple diagram.
The first three stages: Strengthen the body and build a good foundation.
Fourth to sixth rank: Forming inner strength. Every move and action far surpassed the strength of Martial Learners.
Rank seventh to ninth: Increase Inner Strength to “Transformation Strength”, which can strike through the air.
There were rumors in the Cloud Country about the "Great Martial Master", those who had reached the peak of the ninth rank and had the title of "Ten Thousand Men's Army", who 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 martial path. Through martial arts skills, we strengthen our body and blood.." Coach Chen first talked about the foundation of the first two ranks.
Many disciples on the field had already reached the third rank so they did not pay much attention to it. Zhao Feng watched closely because he had been 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 faded 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, every move that Coach Chen showed was an intermediate level martial art that 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 just a little more to enter the fourth rank." As Coach Chen spoke to here, his lips formed a smile. The top ten outer 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 experience.” Coach Chen's voice went 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 students.
“What power! Is this inner strength? If I have it, I can try breaking through to become a true martial artist.” The crowd held their breaths as they looked in admiration.
“Inner Strength after all, is the kind of strength that is formed from within one's body. Thus, strong blood was a 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 Rankings". They provide a solid foundation to build.” Coach Chen said while demonstrating.
“Palm Stone Breaker!” A faint yellow light emanated from the middle of his palm.
Peh”
Even before the palm touched the ground, the compulsion from the palm had already arrived.
"Aah!"
The strength of that palm, which was filled with Inner Strength, was like a mountain coming crashing down on the disciples. The aura alone can make the 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 demonstrated, a young man was like a motionless statue. After Coach Chen finished his demonstration, the young man closed his eyes.
"Such inner strength …." Zhao Feng closed his eyes. In his mind, a picture of one's body once again appeared.
At a certain point, a faint yellow light came from within the blood. When Coach Chen demonstrated earlier, Zhao Feng had used his left eye to see better
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 being replayed. Perhaps Coach Chen himself could not understand the changes in his body so precisely.
Furthermore, Coach Chen demonstrated some of his own experiences again.
Every time he demonstrated, Zhao Feng would use his left eye to observe.
Half an hour later, Coach Chen's lecture ended.
“You cannot impose Inner Strength. To form Inner Strength you must have good talent and a solid 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 was unexpected..
After Coach Chen left, most of the disciples were left with questioning faces. After all, Inner Strength cannot be explained. 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 expressions of mind and sometimes expressions of happiness..
Zhao Yufei's brows slightly fluttered.
As for Zhao Feng, he closed his eyes while standing still. In his mind, the memories of Coach Chen's appearance were 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 last page of the Lightly Floating Ferry appeared once again.
According to the Air Pushing 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 ensure that he had reached the peak of the third level.
"It starts now ..." Zhao Feng took a deep breath as he slowly tried to form Inner Strength.
According to Lightly Floating Ferry, Zhao Feng slowly pushed his blood away.
Compared to the Air Pushing Breathing Technique, the standard of Light Floating Ferries is much higher.
Soon Zhao Feng's blood passed through his body.
Everything went well.
However, in the end, Zhao Feng felt he had no more energy.
The reason for that was because, even though Zhao Fengs blood was strong, he was lacking in quantity. 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 the Lightly Floating Ferries 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 more difficult for me to form it next time.” Zhao Feng bit his teeth as he took 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!
A shout as loud as lightning rang out within the room, causing the window to tremble.
Suddenly, the room darkened because the candle had been blown.
Under the moonlight was a young man full of anticipation who slowly opened his palm. Then, a beautiful faint green light appeared …….