Free Web NovelChapter 343: Chapter 138: Threefold Huajin, Peak Master Lingxi is Shocked
Yang Jing nodded at her words, thinking, ’I’m not far from the Peak of Transformation now. I estimate I can break through in about half a month. When that time comes, I should apply for the Dragon Gate Martial Trial and make a bid for the status of an Inner Sect Disciple.’
He exchanged a few simple pleasantries with Liu Rou, then turned and walked into his room.
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「Five days later. Night.」
The secluded clearing at the foot of Lingxi Peak was still serene and remote. Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
Yang Jing arrived under the cover of night. As soon as he steadied himself, his gaze swept over the spot where the frozen stream had been.
The once-flowing stream had been completely filled in, the earth packed down smooth. Not a single trace of it remained, only an empty patch of land. He wondered who could have done it.
Though puzzled, he didn’t dwell on it. He quickly refocused his attention and prepared to begin the day’s cultivation.
After five days of arduous training, all three of his martial arts had improved significantly. His Indestructible True Skill, in particular, was on the verge of a breakthrough.
Tonight, Yang Jing planned to press on and break through to the Huajin Realm with his Indestructible True Skill.
’By then, I’ll have cultivated three martial arts to the Huajin level simultaneously. What an astonishing feat! Just thinking about it makes me excited!’
Yang Jing first stretched his limbs in the clearing. He then assumed the opening stance of the Mountain-Shattering Fist, slowly throwing one punch after another. The force of his blows was steady and heavy, each move precise and masterful.
He didn’t rush to exert his full strength, merely using the fist forms to get his meridians flowing and his Inner Strength circulating. A faint warmth began to spread through his body.
He practiced for about half an hour. Once his body was thoroughly warmed up and limber, he stopped and stood still. He then calmed his spirit and focused his breathing, preparing to attempt a breakthrough to the Huajin Realm with his Indestructible True Skill.
He had already practiced this Cultivation Technique to the pinnacle of the previous stage, and his flesh and bones had been repeatedly tempered. He was on the very edge of a breakthrough. He had come here specifically tonight to achieve it.
Yang Jing closed his eyes, the cultivation diagrams for the Indestructible True Skill appearing clearly in his mind. He then began to move slowly.
The Bear Squat was as steady as a mountain; with his arms propping him up from the ground, his muscles tensed, and his vital energy and blood sank to gather in his Dantian.
The Eagle Soar was fluid and nimble; as he leaped, his back straightened, his breath light yet containing a hidden, unyielding power.
He performed dozens of specific stances in sequence—Tiger Pounce, Ape Climb, Crane Stand. His form was impeccable, every detail executed with perfect precision.
The vital energy and blood in his body began to surge as he moved through the forms, and his Inner Strength gradually fused with his physical power.
For most Martial Artists, breaking through from the prior stage to the Huajin Realm was an incredibly difficult hurdle. It could take years, even decades, of refinement, and often required a stroke of serendipitous insight. The slightest misstep could lead to stagnation.
But for Yang Jing, this hurdle was effortlessly simple. He never encountered bottlenecks in his cultivation; he only needed to perfect his current stage to naturally advance to the next.
He practiced the stances again and again, his movements gradually accelerating. His vital energy and blood surged with increasing vigor until his entire body felt like a blazing furnace.
Scorching heat radiated from his body, driving away the surrounding chill. Fine beads of sweat soon appeared on his forehead and trickled down his cheeks.
His muscles ached faintly as they contracted and expanded, but it was accompanied by an exhilarating sense of release. With each repetition, the harmony between his physical body and Inner Strength deepened.
In a sudden instant, Yang Jing’s expression sharpened, and the aura around him abruptly changed.
His surging vital energy and Inner Strength suddenly converged, then erupted violently outward. A tyrannical aura swept out, and an invisible shockwave sent the surrounding fallen leaves flying.
He felt as if an invisible shackle within his body had been utterly shattered.
His physical body underwent an instantaneous, qualitative transformation. His bones grew tougher, the explosive power and resilience of his muscles increased dramatically, and his meridians widened and cleared.
Even his Inner Strength grew purer. He had improved by leaps and bounds in every aspect, from the hardness and resilience of his body to the internal circulation of his vital energy. The Indestructible True Skill had successfully broken through to the Huajin Realm.
At the moment of the breakthrough, a thin layer of grayish-black grime gradually emerged on his skin, clinging stickily and emitting a faint, acrid odor.
These were impurities and toxins expelled from his body during the Body Tempering process of the Indestructible True Skill’s breakthrough, a tangible sign of his advancement.
Yang Jing slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them. He felt as if he had been completely reborn.
His body was brimming with explosive power, as if he had limitless strength. With every breath, he could feel his vital energy and blood coursing through him, full of life and vigor.
He looked down at himself. His build hadn’t changed much—he was still tall and well-proportioned—but he now had a certain streamlined aesthetic.
His muscle definition was sharper and more fluid. When he tensed them slightly, he could feel the fearsome explosive power coiled within. His every movement now carried an undercurrent of power.
After completing the breakthrough, Yang Jing didn’t stop. Instead, he began to move around the clearing.
He threw punches and kicks, gradually acquainting himself with the sudden surge of power in his body and feeling the perfect fusion of his Huajin-level Inner Strength and his powerful physique.
He darted over to a large tree as thick as a rice bowl. Taking a deep breath, he threw a punch with all his might, relying purely on his physical strength without deliberately circulating his Inner Strength. His fist whistled through the air.
CRACK! With a crisp snap, the bowl-thick trunk was broken clean in two. Wood splinters flew from the break as the tree crashed to the ground—a testament to the terrifying power of his physical body.
