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Chapter 126: 【95】Fighting in the mountains, capturing a python and slaying a tiger, the road of the Immortal_6

Chapter 126: 【95】Fighting in the mountains, capturing a python and slaying a tiger, the road of the Immortal_6

But essence of spirit is the source of the Dark Force, so it can be called Form Strength.

Form Strength is harmonized, meaning that Wang Longhu’s Dark Force has been trained to an unparalleled level of balance, capable of being hard or soft when exerted, all within Wang Longhu’s own single-minded intent.

"This is the benefit of training outside. If I stayed in Dong County, I estimate it would take an additional month or two to reach this level." Wang Longhu, with an open heart, added the potential 0.15 points produced by Xingyi Boxing Lv5 to his physique.

A person’s physique has always had a limit, with the average person’s limit being 2.0.

The last time Wang Longhu was able to break the human skills limit was because he perfected the Dark Force in refining his internal organs, but breaking it doesn’t mean it’s unlimited, and a Dark Force Martial Artist is not an Immortal.

Now, calculating it, Wang Longhu guesses that he is not far from the next limit of human function. If he wants to break through again, it will probably wait until the day he reaches the pinnacle of Dark Force and breaks through to Huajin.

...

In the morning, the golden sunlight spilled over the mountains and forests, and a new day quietly arrived.

Cluck cluck cluck!

A green-headed bird landed at the treetop, pecking a caterpillar crawling on the tree trunk into its mouth. Just as it was about to fly away, its eyes turned to look at a strange figure on the tree trunk not far away.

There, the person was pressing against the tree branch with both arms, body standing straight upside down, motionless like a stone, without any trace of breath.

So much so that even the most alert birds able to survive in such a primitive forest hadn’t noticed this person and flew away immediately, thinking it was just a peculiar stone.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes and, with legs hanging down, stood steadily on the tree branch only as thick as a fist. The green-headed bird, startled, instantly spread its wings and was about to take flight.

But the man’s movement was evidently faster. When the bird had flown less than a meter away, it was already effortlessly captured and held in the man’s hand.

Cluck cluck cluck! Cluck cluck cluck! Cluck cluck cluck!

The frightened green-headed bird cried wildly, abandoning the caterpillar it had just caught and leaving it to fall below, disappearing into the leaves.

"I’ve made quite a bit of progress in my skill of masking my presence; by completely slowing my breath, even animals can’t detect my existence." Looking at the green-headed bird in his hand, Wang Longhu said blandly to himself.

As he opened his hand, the green-headed bird tried to escape by pushing off with its claws.

But something strange happened: no matter how the bird pushed, its body remained standing upon Wang Longhu’s palm, as if glued, unable to escape his grasp despite any struggle.

Some birds require an object to push off from to take flight.

And if they lose this leverage, even with wings, they cannot take off from the ground, just like being stuck.

If someone were closer, they would observe that every time the green-headed bird attempted to push off for takeoff, Wang Longhu’s palm would depress slightly, removing its leverage.

This resulted in the green-headed bird always failing to take off, seeming glued to Wang Longhu’s hand.

From this, it’s evident that Wang Longhu had achieved an extremely delicate level of muscle control in his hand, such that even the most agile birds couldn’t gain leverage from it. What a terrifying level of body control this must be!

"Go." As Wang Longhu shook his hand, the green-headed bird instantly flew out of his palm, disappearing quickly into the forest without daring to look back.

"To train every acupoint in the body to the level where Dark Force can strike them, in the past, I blamed my youth for not realizing what a difficult and almost impossible task this is."

Standing on the tree branch, gazing at the sun slowly rising from behind the mountains in the distance, Wang Longhu couldn’t help but sigh.

To use Dark Force to strike acupoints, a Martial Artist must have high control over their body.

The reason why the palm was the first body part Wang Longhu could use to strike acupoints with Dark Force is that hands are the most frequently controlled body parts from childhood to adulthood.

Agile, sensitive, precise; this is the human hand.

After hands, it took a long time for Wang Longhu also to enable his feet to strike acupoints with Dark Force, because feet, after hands, are the second most frequently used body part.

These four spots being able to unleash force haphazardly might barely count as reaching the first level.

The torso, front chest, back, abdomen, waist, these areas are much harder to control than limbs, but this is only the second level.

The real difficulty lies in the head and lower body parts of a person.

These two locations harbor many fragile and vulnerable points in a person.

Skull, eyes, throat, crotch, anus...

These are the weakest parts of the human body, and the hardest to control.

Imagining expelling Dark Force from the face, temples, head, reproductive organ, or anus, just the thought is outrageous.

The degree of difficulty is at least a hundred times that of hands.

But to break through to Huajin, to achieve a state where the entire body can emit force with the harmony of not adding a feather or landing a fly... all this must be achieved.

Because of the impossibility of this task, Huajin exists only in legends; no one can list a few Martial Artists who have truly reached this state.

Because it’s too difficult. If there were a Martial Artist who could do it, then there’s no difference between him and an Earth Immortal.

"Art, technique, dao, if Ming Jin and Dark Force can still be considered martial arts, then this Huajin, I feel it can be called ’Martial Spell,’ reminiscent of an Immortal’s spell. The profundity of martial arts is vast, the more I learn, the more I find this path is like an endless ocean, deep and incomprehensible, impossible to see its end in one glance,

If martial arts were practiced to the very pinnacle, what kind of scene would that be, and would a Martial Artist reaching that level even be considered human anymore? Calling it an Immortal seems more fitting."

Watching the sun grow brighter and more dazzling in his eyes, Wang Longhu’s heart surged, and he let out a generous and powerful long howl.

Indeed, who doesn’t want to become an Immortal, to step into the unknown realm, to possess a power beyond humanity, deemed divine.

All these secrets are hidden within martial training.