Chapter 129 - 127: Power of Ten Thousand Jin
In the following month, Song Changming refreshed his Heaven Rewards Diligence cultivation state daily, maximizing his training efficiency.
When the medicinal power of this Flowing Gold Ginseng was fully unleashed, he admitted that he underestimated the effectiveness of this King Can.
Afterwards, he gained about ten points of Bone Forging experience value on average each day!
In this way, before the medicinal power was exhausted, he had already maxed out the Bone Forging experience of Bull Demon Skill!
[Great Strength Bull Demon Skill: Seven Bulls Power (0/700)]
Up until the moment of breakthrough, Song Changming was surprised.
What was originally a two-year training plan was completed in less than a month because of this Flowing Gold Ginseng!
It must be said that this Flowing Gold Ginseng has indeed refreshed his knowledge on the effectiveness of such training herbs.
In the courtyard, Song Changming stood in the stance of Bull Demon Skill, his whole body feeling hot and tingling, with the sound of cracking like bone fractures at times, as his muscles and bones throbbed.
Under the effect of the medicinal power, after an unknown duration, his bones completed another round of transformation and strengthening.
At the same time, Song Changming’s aura also reached a new peak, thick and powerful, burning like fire.
"Seventh Realm!" Song Changming relaxed, then suddenly clenched his fists again.
A formidable power far exceeding before brewed and converged in his palms.
He then suddenly punched at the nearby iron stake.
Bam!
The rope securing the iron stake snapped from his punch, and the stake was uprooted, crashing into a corner of the courtyard.
The iron stake bent slightly, with a clearly visible fist imprint, undoubtedly left by his punch just now.
Seven Bulls Power, this is truly a Ten Thousand Pounds of Strength!
Moreover, due to also practicing several other Body Refining Skills, at this moment Song Changming’s Qi Power exceeded far more than ten thousand pounds!
The accelerated punching power unleashed was unstoppable.
If a head were in its path, it would likely burst like a watermelon hitting the ground, spreading juices everywhere.
Song Ping’an, who was sweeping the courtyard, saw this scene and was so shocked he was speechless for a long time.
He was well aware of the weight and solidity of the iron stake.
He had practiced his fists and foot skills on it, but never imagined anyone could punch this stake like that.
In normal knowledge, how can flesh and blood compete against the hardness of metal?
"Brother Song, has gotten stronger again..." Song Ping’an muttered in his heart.
Song Changming shook his fist, and apart from being slightly reddened, his hand was undamaged.
His hand bones, strengthened seven times, needed no further mention, heavy and hard.
Even his skin and flesh, strengthened three times, weren’t harmed in the least by such a punch.
"Perhaps I should consider practicing some Fist and Foot Skills..." Song Changming looked at his hands, this thought emerging.
His Sword Skill has already reached Peak of Perfection, and due to his Body Refining Cultivation, has temporarily hit a bottleneck, with no room for advancement.
In such circumstances, aside from training, practicing Fist and Foot Skills in his spare time wouldn’t be a bad idea.
Otherwise, it truly would waste his powerful physique.
Also, only by practicing Fist and Foot Skills could he unleash this brute strength of his with even greater power.
Under extreme conditions, if without a sword, he could still rely on Fist and Foot Skills for self-defense without panicking.
As for where to learn Fist and Foot Skills, he had the most suitable place nearby.
Liu Residence.
"Teach you Fist and Foot Skills?"
Liu Dingsheng heard Song Changming’s request, and his first reaction wasn’t to outright refuse.
Perhaps many martial artists in Jianghu highly regard martial arts heritage, not easily passing on their skills.
But Liu Dingsheng wasn’t so particular, and now the only family he had left in the world was his cherished granddaughter.
And his granddaughter had her own fortuitous opportunities, not needing to inherit all his skills.
Thus, even if Liu Dingsheng didn’t teach Song Changming, all his martial arts skills would be buried with him.
"Teaching you is not out of the question, and even the Top level Blade Skill from a friend of mine can be taught to you as well, but how much you can learn depends on yourself.
My patience is limited; it’s impossible for me to meticulously guide you every day like those famous teachers. I’ll only teach each martial art for five days, if you can’t learn in five days, then I won’t teach further."
Liu Dingsheng simply disliked trouble, fearing complications, and was reluctant to teach, which is why he had never considered taking a disciple.
Even facing Song Changming, it was the same.
"Thank you, senior." Song Changming was quite pleased to have easily persuaded Liu Dingsheng.
This Jianghu elder’s skills were numerous; even if he didn’t learn them all, learning a portion would greatly benefit him.
"Additionally, I have one more condition for you to agree to."
Upon hearing this, Song Changming’s joy slightly subsided. Indeed, without some condition, why would he be given such a great advantage for nothing?
"Senior, please tell me."
"I am getting on in years; no matter how unwilling I am to age, time eventually denies no one. Once I’m gone, my only concern is my granddaughter.
Therefore, I ask you to protect my granddaughter after my passing. You don’t need to stay by her side all the time, just when necessary. When the people I’ve arranged around Yan’Er seek your help, you can respond and do your best."
Liu Dingsheng slowly said.
This was his plan to leave Liu Yan’Er a life-saving card in the future.
Song Changming heard this and didn’t immediately agree, shaking his head instead: "Senior, you should understand, I cannot promise to protect her for a lifetime."
After all, a lifetime is truly too long, and he doesn’t want to be bound by a promise from his early years for so long.
Liu Dingsheng thought about it and found it reasonable, then changed his wording: "Let’s set it until Yan’Er gets married. After she has a husband’s family, the agreement between us will be void."
Song Changming thought for a moment, finding this condition much more reasonable, and agreed.
"Haha, good!" Liu Dingsheng was quite happy to see Song Changming agree.
Especially upon learning that Song Changming had reached the Seventh Realm, he felt the agreement was a great gain.
However, he still boasted: "Changming, when it comes to fist and foot skills, you have indeed found the right person. Old man, I am not good at anything else but fist and foot skills, which are a unique skill in Jianghu!
These iron palms of mine, I don’t know how many corrupt officials, deceitful merchants, and villains I’ve defeated!"
Song Changming chuckled, flowing with the old man’s boasting.
"In my lifetime, I have practiced six light body skills, nine fist skills, thirteen palm skills, fifteen kicking skills..."
Liu Dingsheng recited his martial arts achievements, clearly proud.
When asked what he wanted to learn, Song Changming indicated he wanted them all.
Despite the saying "greedy for more than you can chew," Song Changming didn’t care. He had time to take it slow.
No matter how much, he wanted to learn them all first; whether he practices them in the future is a matter for the future.
Once the agreement was settled, Song Changming would visit the Liu Family house frequently, always gaining something, uncovering the true treasure trove of Liu Dingsheng, the kind locked in a safe.
The five-day teaching principle originally set by Liu Dingsheng turned out to be overthought.
Whether it was Lower Grade Martial Arts, Superior Martial Arts, or Top Martial Arts, Song Changming only needed a day or two to let him switch martial arts teachings.
It didn’t require him much effort at all.
For Song Changming, as long as the martial arts taught by Liu Dingsheng appeared smoothly on his martial arts panel, it was enough.
Other details didn’t matter as long as he could gain experience value.
The days of practice flew by, and suddenly it was June.
Reflecting on last year’s annual evaluation, it still wasn’t high, mainly because he didn’t participate in major events.
Like the old emperor’s demise, Liu Zi’s fight for the throne, and other historic national events, he didn’t get involved.
Even when the Fifth Kings caused turmoil and an internal war erupted, his Donglai Prefecture remained peaceful, untouched by warfare, leaving him as an outsider.
And later, due to an official resignation matter, his last year’s evaluation plummeted, earning the lowest tier reward.
One attribute point.
Which he immediately used on his Root Attribute, which was better than nothing.
Song Changming anticipated this less-than-high evaluation and wasn’t surprised.
This was a result he chose himself.
His current state was not about making waves, staying away from disputes, practicing martial arts low-key, and developing quietly.
Though this made his annual evaluation look unimpressive, it ensured stability and peace, without danger.
In his view, to make waves and participate in grand scenes, the prerequisite is sufficient strength as a foundation.
He considered his current strength insufficient to handle various risks.
Therefore, appropriately conceding and giving up annual rewards was an acceptable decision.
Seeking stability, no doubt, is never wrong.
In the evening at the Liu residence courtyard.
The servants brought lanterns and candles along with mosquito-repelling incense.
In the courtyard, Song Changming and Liu Dingsheng were still engaged in a tense battle over the chessboard.
In the past, Song Changming was a poor chess player, but with time, playing more, his chess skills improved steadily.
To this day, Liu Dingsheng, facing him, couldn’t easily win even with eyes closed.
He needed to play more seriously, for a small mistake might let Song Changming win a game by trickery.
Like the current one, halfway through the match, both sides remained evenly matched.
"Changming, do you plan to win the old man this game!" Liu Dingsheng laid a clever move, stroking his beard and smiling proudly.
"Senior, the outcome is still undecided," Song Changming picked up a piece, pondering his next move when he suddenly heard some noise, raising his head to look at Liu Dingsheng.
Liu Dingsheng calmly sipped some tea, calmly saying, "Looks like we might not finish this game tonight."
As he spoke, shouts were already resounding from the outer courtyard of the Liu residence.
"Who is there!"