Chapter 15 – Sanda Special Training and Actual Combat (Five)

Over the next three days, Ye Kuang diligently studied the essence of the Eighteen Palms under Sage Qiankun’s guidance.

One might say he had previously sought excuses for martial arts training, but now he had inadvertently embarked on a true cultivation path.

At this moment, he resembled a phoenix reborn through nirvana, resurrected in this modern city.

Upon beginning his cultivation, Ye Kuang discovered the Nine Yin Manual wasn’t purely sinister but contained ultimate masculine elements.

His first choice of extraordinary technique was naturally the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms!

This legendary martial art, representative of the wulin’s most exceptional techniques, now made its appearance in this era.

It must be mentioned that this technique requires substantial Internal Energy to master completely.

Sage Qiankun naturally understood this principle well. He produced a brocade box from somewhere, containing a fragrant object resembling a black intestine.

Visually, it appeared pitch black and utterly unremarkable.

Yet Ye Kuang’s mouth watered, his eyes filled with unmistakable greed.

There was no rational explanation – his desire for this black intestine was purely instinctual, an overwhelming urge to consume it.

Sage Qiankun: “This is a century-old Great Revitalizing Pill that can grant you a hundred years of cultivation. Not only will it accelerate your mastery of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, but it will also serve as a medium to progressively enhance your power, allowing deeper exploration of this rainforest.”

No sooner had he spoken than Sage Qiankun tossed over the Great Revitalizing Pill.

Ye Kuang caught it without hesitation and began devouring it, completely forgetting the potential dangers in his single-minded focus on increasing his power.

Witnessing this, Sage Qiankun suddenly exclaimed strangely: “Hey, wait! Oh no…”

Before he could finish, a sudden transformation occurred.

Ye Kuang felt excruciating pain throughout his body, causing instant convulsions that made him curl into a ball.

The agony felt like thousands of ants gnawing at his flesh with unbearable itching, or like demonic insects burrowing through his body, devouring his blood and energy.

Veins bulged violently on Ye Kuang’s forehead, his face contorting grotesquely as his eyes turned crimson within moments.

Even his surface blood vessels writhed like countless earthworms tunneling beneath his skin, ruthlessly ravaging both body and mind.

Suddenly, Ye Kuang’s entire being flooded with overwhelming power.

Sssss!

The erupting energy proved uncontrollable.

Helpless against the onslaught, he could only clench his teeth and endure the excruciating heart-piercing pain.

But when that fishy sweet taste flooded his throat, he could bear it no longer!

“Ah…”

Ye Kuang tore madly at his hair, howling like a wounded beast with hysterical screams.

The intensifying pain defied all description.

He could only roar violently to alleviate this inexplicable torment.

“What a miscalculation… consuming the Great Revitalizing Pill inevitably subjects one to Marrow Cleansing suffering…” Sage Qiankun muttered self-reproachfully upon seeing this.

Regardless of Sage Qiankun’s regrets,

Ye Kuang remained in absolute agony.

Sage Qiankun: “Young man, you must endure! This process may seem torturous, but it greatly benefits your future cultivation!”

Yet how could Ye Kuang possibly hear these words?

His heart felt violently torn asunder, the agony so extreme he couldn’t utter a single word.

Had he been capable of speech, he would have cursed vehemently: “You damned scammer! You’ve scammed your own father!”Yet it must be said that his inability to speak was a blessing in disguise. Had he uttered a single word and dispersed his energy, all previous efforts would have been wasted!

In the future, even his qualification to practice martial arts would be stripped away…

This could be described as a Life-Death trial—either undergo transformation or perish on the spot.

There was simply no third option!

Under the devastation of this immense force, Ye Kuang’s body and mind swelled to their limits.

He resembled a balloon, on the verge of exploding at any moment.

Despite his resilience, even Ye Kuang was driven to curse by this terrifying sensation.

Unbeknownst to him, his Divine Martial Body seemed to awaken its inherent marvels, gradually stirring to life and causing his blood to surge.

As waves of heart-piercing pain assailed him, Ye Kuang sensed a chaotic energy coursing through his body, gnawing away at the rampaging power.

This discovery made him cling to it as his last lifeline, pushing himself to endure with all his might.

Ssshh! Ssshh! Ssshh!

But who could have anticipated that Ye Kuang’s entire body would suddenly erupt with astonishing shockwaves?

In an instant, the entire hall was enveloped in a dense white mist, obscuring the surroundings in a hazy, indistinct blur.

It must be acknowledged that the sheer magnitude of this century’s worth of power was overwhelming, akin to inflating him into a bloated state in one breath.

The transformations occurring within him were nearly impossible to describe in words.

Ye Kuang had no choice but to endure both the boundless stinging pain and the spasms induced by the energy’s relentless washing.

It was pain compounded by agony!

As time ticked away, the inexplicable suffering grew increasingly intense.

This had already surpassed what an ordinary person could endure!

For a time, Ye Kuang not only felt worse than death but also detected a peculiar sensation emerging from within.

He suddenly realized that as the internal energy grew more magnificent, the pain noticeably began to ease.

In that moment, his inner world erupted into turbulent waves, and he roared inwardly, “Endure! I must endure! Roar…”

Witnessing Ye Kuang’s terrifying willpower, even Sage Qiankun, who had seen countless individuals, was deeply shaken.

For Sage Qiankun was all too familiar with this pain; had it not been for his Honored Master’s forceful intervention back then, he might have perished long ago.

Now, seeing a mere mortal seemingly withstand it by sheer force, Sage Qiankun was overwhelmed with mixed emotions and complex feelings…

Although enduring more pain meant greater rewards, Ye Kuang had initially been a person without any foundation—how could he possibly bear such torment?

This was not merely physical; it extended to the spiritual realm as well. When the pain stacked up, it surpassed anything imaginable to an ordinary person.

Yet, Ye Kuang endured it!

This indisputable fact, had Sage Qiankun not seen it with his own eyes, might have been hard to believe.

It further solidified Sage Qiankun’s conviction that this young man was destined to soar to great heights—either remaining silent or astounding the world with a single feat!

Unbeknownst to him, Ye Kuang had fully opened his body and mind, transforming endless pain into the foundation of his rise. His entire face blazed with a radiant glow, though he remained unaware of it.

Through this cycle of repetition, both his body and mind underwent metamorphosis.

Seeing that matters had reached this point, Sage Qiankun couldn’t help but remind him once more, “Young man, quickly circulate the Mental Cultivation Method!”

This time, Ye Kuang could clearly hear him. The formula of the “Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms” flashed into his mind:

“Shadow Like Thunder roars across the wilderness, soaring between heaven and earth, living up to its name. A hundred transformations of power are nurtured within the palms, questioning the vastness, the dragon traverses the four directions…”

Dragon Regrets!

Roar!Ye Kuang’s body suddenly erupted with roaring tigers and soaring dragons, as if a hundred dragons had emerged to shake the heavens and earth, or like a dragon traversing the four directions, evoking an inexplicable sense of awe.

At that moment, his body gradually returned to its original state, but internally, it had undergone earth-shattering transformations.

As streams of dragon power took residence in his Dantian, it was as if a dragon had hidden within him, making him brim with vitality and vigor.

The subtle changes were so profound that they were nearly indescribable.

If forced to summarize in one phrase, it would be: “A hidden dragon lurks in the abyss, quietly awaiting the moment to soar as a flying dragon in the sky!”

His overall essence, energy, and spirit grew increasingly pure, clearly extraordinary and unparalleled through the ages.

Just then, Ye Kuang’s figure seemed to multiply everywhere—some rising into the depths, others dancing with agility, and still others faintly embodying a dragon battling across the wilderness.

Seeing this, Sage Qiankun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

For the Marrow Cleansing appeared to have passed, and all that remained was to wait for Ye Kuang to awaken.

It must be said that once the streams of dragon power surged through him, there was no turning back.

As the roars of tigers and dragons echoed, Ye Kuang’s form began to dance as if moved by an unseen wind.

He gradually immersed himself in this sublime state, forgetting everything around him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, the glass coffee table shattered into pieces, scattering across the floor and delivering a startling visual impact!

Wherever Ye Kuang’s afterimages passed, chaos and debris lay in their wake.

As he focused his spirit and channeled his energy, he became utterly unrecognizable from his former self.

His demeanor now fully revealed the majesty of a dragon, poised to soar across a thousand miles.

Only when Ye Kuang suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of brilliance vanishing in an instant, did he gradually comprehend the intricacies of the “Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms.”

The hidden dragon in the abyss may seem unremarkable, but once it becomes the flying dragon in the sky, who could possibly contend with it?