"Therefore, in future battles, you must be decisive. If you don't act, then don't act at all. But once you do, give it your all and finish it quickly!" Old Yao cautioned.
Xiao Yan nodded, but he didn't take it to heart completely.
His Dou Qi cyclone couldn't store much Dou Qi. Couldn't he think of another way?
"Teacher, you know, for so many years, I've focused all my efforts on cultivating Dou Qi. I don't know any Martial Skills," Xiao Yan frowned, looking at Old Yao with a rather depressed expression.
Seeing Xiao Yan's look, Old Yao, who understood his personality quite well, shook his head helplessly. He was going to have to bleed again.
After thinking for a moment, Old Yao laughed twice, then shook his head and said with a smile, "Forget it, who told me I got stuck with a disciple like you? For the sake of preventing you from being crippled, I'll teach you something."
"Since your strength isn't strong now, I'll teach you a Heavenly Tier Martial Skill known for its offensive power. The requirements aren't high; even with five-stage Dou Qi, you can still unleash some of its power. It's very suitable for your current situation, where you lack Dou Qi."
Old Yao raised a hand to his brow, trying to recall. He mumbled, "I remember this Heavenly Tier high-level Martial Skill. Someone begged me to take them as a disciple. But I wasn't really interested in that stuff. If I hadn't been so annoyed by their constant nagging, I wouldn't have refined pills for them."
His casual, offhand manner made it sound like he was talking about trash on the ground.
Xiao Yan leaned against the wall. Heavenly Tier wasn't weak. With his exceptional comprehension, he would eventually be able to upgrade it to an unimaginable level.
Old Yao slowly opened his eyes. "If I hadn't encountered your situation today, I would have almost forgotten about it."
"Close your eyes and focus. I'll transmit it to you." He gestured for Xiao Yan to sit up straight. Then, Old Yao's finger touched Xiao Yan's forehead.
A large amount of information flooded his mind. With his Soul Force, which was close to the low level of the Mortal Realm, Xiao Yan didn't feel the slightest discomfort from this sudden influx of information.
"Eight Extremes Collapse: Heavenly Tier high-level Martial Skill. A close-range attack Martial Skill, known for its powerful attack. When perfected, the attack contains eight layers of Hidden Force. The eight layers stack, and the power is comparable to an Earth Tier low-level Martial Skill!"
It was indeed Xiao Yan's first time coming into contact with a Martial Skill. As the third young master of the Xiao Clan, he couldn't have fought anyone before he was eleven years old.
Strong Martial Skills almost always demand terrifying amounts of Dou Qi. Even if he comprehended it, he wouldn't have the means to use it.
Therefore, studying Martial Skills was undoubtedly a waste of Xiao Yan's precious time.
Researching Dou Qi and Soul Force was far more important to him.
Savoring the information on the Eight Extremes Collapse Martial Skill, Xiao Yan slowly walked out of the cave. After carefully reading the entire Martial Skill information, his eyes fixed on a tree not far away, as thick as a bowl, and he was eager to try it.
Old Yao poured cold water on him from the side: "Although the Eight Extremes Collapse doesn't demand too much Dou Qi, it places significant demands on physical strength. This is a close-quarters combat Martial Skill."
Dou Qi cultivation could depend on talent, advancing rapidly. However, Martial Skill cultivation required repeated, diligent practice.
Thinking about the upcoming training schedule, Old Yao couldn't help but chuckle: "Looking at your skinny arms and legs, even if you use it, your muscles will probably be the first thing to break, not your opponent's. Heavenly Tier High-Grade Martial Skills aren't so easy to cultivate..."
"Eight Extremes Collapse!"
A cold shout suddenly echoed through the forest atop the mountain.
Xiao Yan stomped his foot on the ground, instantly transforming into an incredibly agile shadow.
The next moment, the shadow abruptly stopped in front of a tree trunk that was as thick as a bowl. He shifted his feet, angled his body, and slammed his elbow against the tree.
"Bang!" A muffled sound erupted, and wood chips flew everywhere. Spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards from the point of impact.
"Creak…" The tree, which had a large hollow blasted into it by the elbow strike, creaked ominously. After a moment, it finally crashed to the ground with a thud.
As the tree fell, the shadow, agile as a monkey, retreated a step, then landed lightly to the rear.
Gazing at his accomplishment, Xiao Yan smiled slightly. This Martial Skill was indeed extraordinary in close combat.
Having experienced it firsthand, Xiao Yan gained a deeper understanding of the power of this Martial Skill, which could unleash a force comparable to Earth Tier.
"Teacher, what did you just say?" Xiao Yan tilted his head and looked at Old Yao, who was floating nearby, asking with confusion.
Looking at Xiao Yan's innocent face, Old Yao inwardly exclaimed: What a monster!
This Eight Extremes Collapse was a Heavenly Tier high-level Martial Skill. Even a cultivation genius couldn't master it without three months of diligent practice.
Xiao Yan had just received the Martial Skill information and was already able to use it effortlessly. Judging by the speed and force he used, he was no less skilled than someone who had practiced for a year.
Such comprehension was truly terrifying!
"Ahem, listen carefully next time," Old Yao coughed lightly and continued, "Don't think you're so great just because you used Eight Extremes Collapse. Its power is truly an insult to its Heavenly Tier High-Level Martial Skill status. When you..."
Old Yao's gaze swept through the forest, finally settling on a large tree, thick enough for an adult to barely wrap their arms around. He pointed at it and said, "When you can break that tree, you'll have at least started to use a Heavenly Tier High-Level Martial Skill. If you also master Hidden Force, then Eight Extremes Collapse will be able to match the power of an Earth Tier Martial Skill."
"This tree..." Xiao Yan walked forward slowly, circling it once, and nodded thoughtfully. "It's worth a try."
Don't overdo it, kid! Old Yao wanted to say, but stopped himself abruptly. Anyway, the kid had healing medicine, so even if he suffered a setback, he could recover quickly.
Old Yao also admired Xiao Yan's talent in medical pharmacology.
Although Xiao Yan hadn't become an Alchemist yet, he was already familiar with all kinds of herbs. The pills and powders he casually concocted using his medical skills were almost as good as those made by a First-Grade Alchemist.
A little hardship is good for him. Old Yao nodded slightly in his heart and watched quietly from the side.
Xiao Yan inhaled deeply, clenching his fist. A faint yellow Dou Qi swirled around it. After a moment of stillness, he roared, the sound like a sudden clap of thunder. His fist slammed into the tree trunk.
"Eight Extremes Collapse!"
With Xiao Yan's current strength, although he couldn't split the large tree in two with a single punch, he should at least have driven his fist deep into the wood.
However, when Xiao Yan withdrew his fist, the tree, which was as thick as an adult's embrace, remained completely unscathed. Not even the bark was cracked.
"Are you trying to trick me, little brat?" Old Yao frowned, but quickly realized something was amiss.
Boom!
A muffled sound suddenly erupted from within the tree that Xiao Yan had punched.
"Hidden Force!" Old Yao stared at the tree in shock, as if struck by lightning, frozen in mid-air.
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