vstars Chapter 3 Basic Internal Skills, Perfected in One Night!
Chapter 3 Basic Internal Skills, Perfected in One Night!
"You little brat, you're asking for it!"
The door to the inner room was opened a crack, and Qin Shuyu saw Yang Qian lying on the ground and the thugs surrounding him. She was so frightened that she covered her mouth, and tears welled up instantly. However, she remembered Yang Qian's words and dared not make a sound.
Yang Qian rolled over and got up from the ground, looking coldly at the thugs who surrounded him.
He knew that the sneak attack just now was just a fluke.
Wang Hu had practiced external martial arts for several years, and was very muscular and resilient to blows.
My newly cultivated internal energy was not enough to cause him fatal damage.
We must finish this quickly!
"System! Add more points! Put all the remaining potential points into the 'Eternal Spring Technique'!"
Yang Qian roared in his heart.
His only reliance now is this God and Demon Points System!
[There are not enough potential points to advance the skill level. The remaining 9 potential points can all be used to accelerate the cultivation process of the "Eternal Spring Skill". Confirm?]
"confirm!"
[Command confirmed. Potential points -9. Cultivation speed temporarily increased to the limit!]
Boom!
If the previous internal energy was a rushing river, then the moment 9 potential points were poured in, the internal energy in Yang Qian's body transformed into a raging tsunami!
A tremendous amount of energy surged through his meridians, completing each cycle at an incredible speed!
getting Started!
Little success!
Dacheng!
Perfect!
Almost instantly, this most basic version of Changchun Gong...
Yang Qian cultivated it to an unprecedented state of perfection!
A sense of power far exceeding that before filled his entire body.
He could even clearly "see" that the meridians in his body were being widened and strengthened, and that the density of his bones and muscles was increasing at a visible rate.
His body, which had been somewhat thin due to long-term malnutrition, was now brimming with explosive power.
[Ding! The Everlasting Spring Technique has been perfected. Host's Strength +10, Constitution +10, Speed +5!]
The system beep sounded again.
Yang Qian's interface was instantly refreshed.
Host: Yang Qian
Realm: None (Early Stage of Inner Strength Realm)
Exercise: Changchun Gong (Completed)
Potential points: 0
Overall assessment: Barely escapes the category of weakling.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
From the outside, it appeared that Yang Qian had merely gotten up from the ground and confronted the thugs for less than a breath.
"Go! Cripple him for me!"
One of the thugs who was closest to Yang Qian roared and swung his fist at Yang Qian's face.
The force of the punches was whistling, carrying a foul stench.
To the average person, this punch was both fast and vicious.
But in Yang Qian's eyes, whose physical fitness had been comprehensively improved after mastering the "Changchun Gong", the speed of this punch was ridiculously slow!
He could even clearly see every twitch of the other person's arm muscles, and the knuckles on the fist that had turned white from the force.
Yang Qian slightly shifted his body to the side, easily dodging the punch.
At the same time, he clenched his right fist, without using any moves, but simply mobilized the full internal energy of the Everlasting Spring Kung Fu within his body, and threw out a punch in the simplest and most direct way!
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
Yang Qian's fist landed squarely on the thug's chest.
The thug's sinister smile froze instantly, replaced by endless astonishment and fear.
He looked down at his chest.
There was a deep indentation there, and the sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard.
"Well……"
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
The next second, his tall body fell straight backward like a puppet with its strings cut, crashing to the ground and falling silent.
One punch!
Sold out instantly!
The entire alley fell into a deathly silence in an instant.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.
The remaining thugs stopped in their tracks, their fierce expressions turning into terror.
They looked at their companions in disbelief, then at Yang Qian, who remained expressionless.
Is this... is this still the same sickly person who couldn't even kill a chicken?
The power of that punch just now was simply inhuman!
Even Wang Hu, who was clutching his crotch and writhing in pain, temporarily forgot his pain, his eyes wide with disbelief.
He was well aware of the strength of his men. Although they were all low-level thugs, they were all skilled fighters, and ordinary three or five strong men couldn't even get close to them.
But now, he was killed by this sickly guy with just one punch?
Is this fucking a dream?
Behind the crack in the door, Qin Shuyu covered her mouth in shock, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment.
When did her uncle become so powerful?
Yang Qian slowly withdrew his fist, feeling the surging internal energy within his body, and an unprecedented sense of exhilaration arose spontaneously.
This is what power feels like!
His cold gaze swept over the remaining few thugs who were trembling with fear. His voice wasn't loud, but it struck each of them like a heavy hammer.
"Who's next?"
Yang Qian's voice echoed through the deathly quiet alley, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
The remaining four thugs shuddered in fear and involuntarily took a step back, looking at Yang Qian as if he were a monster.
The shock of that punch was truly immense.
That's a living, breathing person!
He was killed with a single punch!
His chest was completely smashed!
Is this the kind of power a human can possess?
They roam the streets, fighting is commonplace for them, and they've seen tough guys before, but they've never seen anything this outrageous!
"Who...who exactly are you?"
"A thug asked in a trembling voice, his short stick shaking.
"The ones who will kill you."
Yang Qian didn't bother with any more words. He tapped his foot, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
The completion of the "Eternal Spring Skill" not only gave him immense power, but also made him far faster than ordinary people.
"So fast!"
The thug only felt a blur before his eyes, and a sharp gust of wind rushed towards him.
Before he could even react, Yang Qian's fist was already in front of his face, and it kept enlarging in his terrified pupils.
"Snap!"
The crisp sound of bones breaking.
The thug's head tilted back at an eerie angle, his nasal bridge completely collapsed, and blood and brain matter gushed from his seven orifices.
Another punch!
Another life lost!
"Ah! A ghost!"
The remaining three thugs completely broke down. They no longer dared to resist and turned to run away.
In their eyes, Yang Qian was not a human being at all, but a demon that had crawled out of hell!
"Trying to run away?"
A murderous glint flashed in Yang Qian's eyes.
Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.
He understood this principle in his previous life.
If we let them go today, tomorrow the entire Black Tiger Gang might come, or even the city guards they hired.
He couldn't leave any potential problems for his sister-in-law!