17 Inner Strength of the Martial Path (2/2)

His eye had caught every subtle change in Coach Chen’s body, including how chi was formed. In his mind, this scene was now being replayed back and forth. Maybe Coach Chen himself could not understand the changes in his body so precisely.

Next, Coach Chen demonstrated some of his own experiences again. Every time he demonstrated, Zhao Feng would use his left eye to observe. While the other disciples could only hear the reasoning, Zhao Feng could fully see how it was formed.

Half an hour later, Coach Chen’s lecture ended.

“You cannot force Inner Strength. To form chi you must have good talent and a solid foundation.” Coach Chen shook his head as he left. It was obvious that he did not have much hope in these outer disciples.

If his explanation could make one or two of them understand inner strength, it would be unexpected…

After Coach Chen departed, most of the disciples were left with questioning faces. After all, Inner Strength could not be described. It was different for everyone.

The disciples that ranked highly had gained some insights. Zhao Yue, who was ranked first, and Zhao Yijian sometimes had expressions of thought and sometimes expressions of happiness…

Zhao Yufei’s eyebrows were slightly fluttering.

As for Zhao Feng, he closed his eyes while standing still. Inside his mind, the memory of Coach Chen performing was replayed over and over…

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_A while later..._

Zhao Feng let out a breath as he hurriedly returned home.

_Bang!_

As soon as he got home he closed the room and sat down cross-legged.

“I have finally understood how Inner Strength works…” Inside his mind, the last pages of Lightly Floating Ferry came up once again.

According to the Air Pushing Breathing Technique, if he trained it to the peak of the third level, he would have the foundation to form Inner Strength.

He spent the rest of the day fully absorbing the insights he had gained. At night, Zhao Feng performed the Air Pushing Breathing Technique a few times to confirm that he had reached the peak of the third level.

“It is starting now…” Zhao Feng took a deep breath as he slowly tried to form his chi. Following Lightly Floating Ferry, Zhao Feng slowly pushed his blood together.

Compared to the Air Pushing Breathing Technique, the standards of Lightly Floating Ferry were much higher.

Soon Zhao Feng’s blood passed through his body. Everything went smoothly. However, just at the end, Zhao Feng felt like he had no energy left.

The reason was because, while Zhao Feng’s blood was strong, he was lacking in quantity. In terms of blood strength he could be compared to Zhao Yue, but in terms of quantity, he was still a ways off.

Zhao Feng had not reached the peak of the third rank, and the way in which Lightly Floating Ferry formed Inner Strength was harder than most other skills.

“If I fail, my blood will fall into a period of weakness and it will be harder for me to form it next time…” Zhao Feng grit his teeth as he took out a two hundred year old blood plant.

_Hu!_

Zhao Feng sucked in a breath as the energy from the blood plant merged into his bloodstream.

_Weng~_

At the last moment Zhao Feng felt the blood rushing within him.

_Ha!_

A shout as loud as lightning sounded within the room, causing the windows to rattle. The room went became dark due to the fact that the candle had been blown out.

Under the moonlight there was a youth full of anticipation who slowly opened his palm. A beautiful faint green glow appeared...