The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 39 - 31: The Boxer Who Practices for an Hour

Chapter 39: Chapter 31: The Boxer Who Practices for an Hour

Zhao Ge was very shocked at this moment.

Because the scene before his eyes had exceeded his imagination.

Even though Li Yi had naturally robust foundations, with muscles and bones comparable to dragon veins and tiger bones, in the end, he was an outsider to martial arts. Not to mention practicing martial arts, even in brawling, he only knew how to fight wildly without understanding any techniques. Even a peasant could manage a move or two in a fight.

Even if it was just for show, they would at least have seen some.

Yet such a disciple had managed to assume a correct boxing stance in just a moment’s time, without the slightest deviation as if he had undergone years of training.

"Whether he has really learned it or not, one test will reveal all."

Zhao Ge took a deep breath, strode forward, and then grabbed Li Yi’s shoulders, subsequently flinging him out.

"Damn."

Li Yi was taken completely by surprise by the sudden toss and directly fell to the ground.

His buttocks were extremely sore.

Before he had a chance to ask why, Zhao Ge spoke again, "Come, Meng De, assume the boxing stance again. Your master wants to see your results."

This method was deliberate.

Suddenly losing balance, being startled, and then feeling pain, everything that was just learned would be immediately forgotten. Then, if it was rapidly tested, whatever remained would be his own.

Zhao Ge was now full of anticipation.

Under his stern test, whether Li Yi would still be able to assume a correct boxing stance.

"Alright." Li Yi, although confused, didn’t ask any more questions upon seeing Zhao Ge so serious, thinking that this must be some kind of teaching method.

He assumed the boxing stance once again.

This time, it was still exactly right, just like before.

Zhao Ge immediately fell into deep silence.

At that moment, he was certain—Li Yi had truly learned it.

Such a talent was truly unimaginable.

What Zhao Ge didn’t know was that Li Yi wasn’t just talented, but his body had undergone cultivation evolution, possessing an extremely strong adaptability; he learned everything quickly. Also, as a cultivator who had opened the Spirit Medium, he was not the only one on Earth; there were many others.

No time for astonishment now.

Zhao Ge glanced at the burning Soul Leaving Incense, suppressed the shock in his heart, and continued, "Meng De, you’ve passed the boxing stance test. Next is to practice boxing. I want to see if you punch correctly. Now, strike a punch and let’s see."

"Yes, master."

Li Yi assumed the boxing stance and then threw a punch.

It seemed strong and powerful, but in Zhao Ge’s view, it was loose and pointless.

Zhao Ge instructed, "No, your posture is correct, but your force application is not. Moreover, the major dragon in your spine wasn’t activated, and the force wasn’t twisted into one strand; it all dissipated."

"I understand." Li Yi continued to practice boxing, then adjusted his body.

Zhao Ge continued with his guidance, "You need to pay attention to your waist as well. Here, these muscles and bones must all be activated."

"Okay." Li Yi harnessed his waist strength, swayed his spine, and threw a punch that created a fierce wind—immensely powerful.

"It looks somewhat decent, but it’s still not good enough, the power delivery is too slow."

Zhao Ge continuously picked out Li Yi’s mistakes, but with his guidance, he quickly found that Li Yi only needed to correct each one once and would thoroughly learn it, never repeating the same error.

Moreover, his body had immense potential; with each punch, there was improvement.

Teaching him boxing was simply too effortless.

Very quickly.

Zhao Ge stopped giving further instructions. He had imparted the essential knowledge, only telling Li Yi to practice more, to grasp that feeling, then to integrate it all, finally training until he could release his Fist Power.

"Truly an exceptional uncut gem in martial arts."

He sat down in a chair on the side, watching Li Yi practice boxing, and sighed, "What a pity, he cannot follow me back to the dojo to inherit the mantle; otherwise, he would turn the Four Seas and Eight Provinces upside down by himself."

"Yi’s valor is peerless through the ages."

Zhao Ge had also entered a time of fantasy. He could foresee that, in a few years, countless martial arts masters would be subdued by a single punch from Li Yi and would then willingly speak such a phrase. And as Li Yi’s master, he too would be immortalized through the ages.

Just thinking about it was a delightful prospect.

However, his time of fantasy was soon over.

"Bang!"

A loud explosion pulled Zhao Ge’s thoughts back to the present.

"Daddy, his punch produced a sound."

Zhao Qian had been watching Li Yi practice boxing, and at the moment when the loud bang came, her eyes widened in shock as she looked towards Zhao Ge.

"I heard it," Zhao Ge said, his hands trembling slightly, "A sound difficult to buy for a thousand gold, his Fist Power has been cultivated."

From the beginning to the echo of a punch, how long had it been?

Less than two hours in total, my goodness, would anyone believe this if it were told?

Even a storytelling master couldn’t make up such an outrageous tale.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Li Yi was serious about practicing boxing. At first, his body always felt like it had energy that he couldn’t quite use, but after constantly adjusting and finding the right feeling once, his body immediately memorized it. Punch after punch, the frequency of the echoing punches grew higher and higher.

In the end, every one of his punches made a resounding sound.

And the echo of the punches grew louder and louder, shaking the air like thunder, making one’s chest feel stuffy.

"Having grasped the energy, Meng De’s Divine Power is being released, and he can still improve, with a lot of room for growth," Zhao Ge said, his heart pounding as he saw the unpolished jade beginning to shine.

Seeing such swift progress, he immediately jumped up from his chair and said, "Meng De, stop practicing for now."

"What’s the matter, Master? Did I do something wrong? But I’m still adjusting, and I feel I can do even better," said Li Yi, puzzled.

"No, you’re doing very well, extremely well. It’s just that I feel you can move on to the next step," Zhao Ge said immediately.

Upon hearing this, Li Yi immediately dropped his boxing stance, "Master, what comes next?"

Eager like a man starving for knowledge, he continued to learn and grow. Whatever his master taught, he would learn. The more skills, the better. Having no significant abilities, he believed that learning more would certainly help him progress.

Zhao Ge had gradually accepted Li Yi’s terrifying learning ability and said, "Practicing boxing is just that, practice. That’s the Practice Method, but you can’t just use Practice Boxing against an enemy; you would suffer a terrible defeat. So, you need to learn the fighting technique. Next, I’ll teach you how to fight. Besides fighting, there’s also nourishment. It focuses on the Qi-Blood, conditioning the internal organs, and strengthening muscles and bones. However, the method of nourishment is complex and can’t be taught in a short time."

"Practice Method, fighting technique, and nourishment method? I understand. I’ll start learning the fighting technique now," Li Yi nodded and grasped the content of his Master’s words.

Just as Zhao Ge was about to instruct him, Zhao Qian approached, grabbed Zhao Ge’s arm, and said, "Father, we’re out of time. Only half of the Soul Leaving Incense is left. If we don’t go to Ghost Street to buy medicine now, we’ll miss this chance. Who knows when Ghost Street will open again? And your injury can’t wait."

"Time passed so quickly?" Zhao Ge looked again at the Soul Leaving Incense in front of the Spirit Medium.

Indeed.

Only a little more than half was left.

"We still have time. Meng De, you learn quickly. I’ll teach you how to fight now. At this point, not teaching you would be a terrible waste," Zhao Ge said, gritting his teeth and breaking free from his daughter.

"Father," Zhao Qian was instantly anxious.

She knew that her father had given up on buying the medicine, preparing to spend the remaining two hours teaching Li Yi.

"Don’t speak," Zhao Ge, fearing his daughter would say something she shouldn’t, immediately interrupted her sharply.

Zhao Qian’s eyes immediately turned red, and tears began to well up.

Seeing this, Li Yi also understood what was happening and said, "Master, I’ll stop learning."

"No, it’s just the fighting technique left," Zhao Ge said, now rushing.

"Master, if we’re meant to, we’ll meet again. You can teach me the fighting technique next time. I absolutely refuse to learn now," Li Yi said earnestly.

"Don’t be so stubborn. It’s rare for us, master and disciple, to meet in Ghost Street, and meeting again in this lifetime is unlikely. With my age, my Qi-Blood is already declining, and my Divine Soul is damaged; my days are numbered. Let me teach you the last step, or else I won’t die in peace," Zhao Ge said.

However, Li Yi shook his head. How could he let someone who had saved his life and was his master miss the treatment time just to teach him?

Even though they might never see each other again, his conscience would never be clear.

"You don’t need to say more, Master. Your life is what’s most important. Time is of the essence, and I’ll go find the medicine now," he said.

Without any hesitation, Li Yi immediately donned the human skin mask and dashed out of the courtyard without looking back.

"Wait, don’t go out. Daughter, help your father into the paper clothes. He doesn’t know the way; I’ll chase him back," Zhao Ge said, overcome with emotion. Without paying attention, he failed to stop him in time and watched helplessly as Li Yi opened the courtyard door and rushed out.

"Father, stay in the courtyard. I’ll find Brother Yi," Zhao Qian said, not daring to let her father chase after them again. She opened her clothes to reveal the paper clothes underneath and quickly followed.

"Nonsense, if anyone should go, it should be me," Zhao Ge rebuked loudly and rushed out as well, but he stopped at the courtyard door.

He dared not leave.

As a living person not wearing paper clothes, the breath of life would attract ghosts and ghost soldiers, which would not only be unhelpful but also bring danger and trouble to his disciple and daughter outside.

If he waited to get dressed in paper clothes, the two outside would be long gone.

Moreover, someone alive needed to be in the courtyard to open the door.

Otherwise, the Door God at the entrance would prevent their return.

"Sigh." Zhao Ge could only sigh heavily and reluctantly turn back.