
"As everyone knows, the Martial Path is divided into nine ranks. The first three ranks were known as Body rank and had the title Martial Learner. Fourth to sixth rank are known as Martial Artists, and seventh to ninth rank are known as Martial Masters. Everyone who was a Martial Master had a 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 had a huge 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: Forms of inner strength, or chi. Every movement and action far surpassed the strength of Martial Learners.
Rank seventh to ninth: Enhancing Inner Strength to Transformation Strength, 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 Man Army, who could easily kill their enemies.
In their eyes, normal Martial Artists and 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. "Trainer 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 notice this. Zhao Feng watched closely 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 now viewed differently.
He suddenly recalled the first skill he learned, Flaming Metal Fists. Slowly, his movements, experiences, and skills faded from his memories.
Zhao Feng was surprised because he did not know what this meant. The only thing he knew was that Flaming Metal Fists had reached the peak level. He did not realize that he had accidentally entered a meditative state. This state of affairs was rare, even for geniuses.
"Next we will talk about the skills of the second and third rank, and how to execute them .." Coach Chen not only spoke, he also showed how to train them.
Being a true Martial Artist, every move 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 far from entering the fourth rank. ” As Coach Chen spoke up, his lips formed a smile. The outer ten disciples had all reached the peak of the third rank.
"Even I can't fully explain how chi 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 lowered. Just 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 Martial Learners.
"What strength! Is this inner strength? If I had, I could have tried to break through to become a true martial artist .. "The crowd held their breaths as they looked on in awe.
"Inner Strength, however, is a type of strength that is formed from within one'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 Strength rankings. They provide a solid foundation to build on, ” Coach Chen said as he pointed out.
"Rock Breaking Palm!" A faint yellow light was emitted from the middle of his palm.
_Peh —-_
Even before the palm touched the ground, the power from the palm had arrived.
"Aah!"
The strength of that palm, filled with Inner Strength, was like a mountain hitting the disciples. The aura itself could make Martial Learners produce.
_Sclap!_
The three disciples of the second rank standing in front fell to the ground.
"Hmph! I 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.
His eyes had captured every subtle change in Coach Chen's body, including how chi 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. While the other disciples could only hear the reason, Zhao Feng was fully able to see how it was formed.
Half an hour later, Coach Chen's lecture ended.
"You cannot force your Inner Power. To form chi, you must have good talent and a strong foundation. " Trainer 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 left with questioning faces. After all, Inner Strength could not be described. It's different for everyone.
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, Coach Chen's memory appeared over and over again …
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_A few moments later .._
Zhao Feng sighed as he hurriedly returned home.
_Bang! _
When he got home, he closed the room and sat down cross-legged.
"I finally understood how Inner Strength worked ..." Inside his mind, the last page of 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.
He spent the rest of the day fully absorbing 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 his chi. Following the Lightly Floating Ferry, Zhao Feng slowly pushed his blood together.
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, while Zhao Fengs blood was strong, he was lacking in number. In terms of blood strength he could compare 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 gritted 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!_
Shouts as loud as lightning sounded within the room, causing the windows to crackle. The room went dark due to the fact that the candle had exploded.
Under the moonlight was a young man full of anticipation who slowly opened his palm. A beautiful faint green light appeared …