CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 50: DUMP TRUCK, START!

Early the next morning, someone knocked on the door.

Knock knock knock~

"Who is it?"

"Hello, is this Student Ye Qingzhou?"

Ye Qingzhou opened the door and saw that the person looking for him was an old man over sixty years old, carrying a suitcase. He was dressed very appropriately, but the smile on his face gave off a sense of insincerity and pretentiousness.

"Who are you?"

"May I come in to talk?"

Ye Qingzhou let the old man into the room, picked up a cup of tea to drink himself, not bothering to pour for the other person: "State your purpose, make it simple, don’t waste my time."

"Good, I appreciate straightforward people like you, Student Ye."

The old man then placed the suitcase on the coffee table, unlocked it, revealing a large amount of cash inside, and made his request: "Here is two million. In the next match, I want you to lose."

Ye Qingzhou glanced at the money in the suitcase and chuckled softly: "I like your money, but your words make me displeased."

"Student Ye, you’re still young, there’s always next time, why be so headstrong? If it’s not enough money, I can add more."

"Besides money, I like high-tier martial techniques more, can you offer that?"

"Student Ye must be joking. High-tier martial techniques are secrets, even to martial arts families and large sects. How could I have them?"

"Then there’s nothing more to say."

Ye Qingzhou, unwilling to waste words, stood up to see the guest out.

"Student Ye, are you sure you won’t reconsider?"

Ye Qingzhou remained silent, merely adjusting the teacup in his hand.

Truly unappreciative!

The old man cursed inwardly with resentment, and after leaving, went to another floor, entering a different room: "Young Master, he refused."

"Damn it, a mere commoner, how dare he put on airs with me?"

Lii Wei, in a fit of rage, crushed the glass filled with spiritual wine in his hand, letting the blood-red wine seep through his fingers.

After venting, he revealed a fierce expression: "The usual trick, find someone to cripple him for me!"

"Understood, Young Master."

......

Before the round of sixteen began, all participants had a two-day break.

This period was provided by the organizers for participants to rest and recover, especially those who fought hard before, allowing them to heal and recuperate.

Meanwhile, the organizers could use these two days to promote the event, increase its hype, attracting more attention to the Cyan Wave Sword Fighting Competition, thereby enhancing Mingjian Group’s social influence.

Soon, throughout Star City, discussions about the Sword Fighting Competition could be heard everywhere.

Whether it was the three main contenders for the championship or the martial arts geniuses who had already qualified, they became the talk of the town across all social circles.

This brought unimaginable fame and benefits to the young participants, a new world of indulgence was opening up to them.

Ye Qingzhou ignored these external disturbances, carrying his sword bag as he walked out of the hotel, finding a secluded spot in a nearby park to organize his gains.

On this journey, he had gained a lot, having acquired five mid-tier martial techniques: Soaring Step, Snow Walking, Pan Guard, Overlapping Waves, and Fast and Slow Sword. He even obtained the high-tier martial technique Celestial Net Sword.

As for Illusion Sword, having only watched recordings and not seen it live, Ye Qingzhou merely understood the theory, unable to use Cicada Awakening to perceive the opponent’s inner breath flow. Thus, he didn’t know the exact cultivation method.

To learn these moves, he would have to wait until Xu Yuebing and Liang Sheng had their match to glean some insights.

"Currently, my foundation is still far behind Zhu Jinfeng, Liu Dingjian, and Leon. It seems that, without a Martial Bone, I am still at a disadvantage."

From Leon’s reaction, Ye Qingzhou could tell the power of the Martial Bone must be extraordinary.

"I need a strong force capable of countering the Martial Bone..."

The path of the Martial Dao has always been forged through exploration. Once traveled by many, the way becomes a broad and open road.

And later comers might pave new avenues!

With this belief in breaking through his limits, Ye Qingzhou circulated his six types of inner breath simultaneously. Over these days, he witnessed many martial arts geniuses combining two types of inner breath to create new techniques, and ideas flowed to him.

"My Dragon-Shaped Sword Qi Slash can already fuse the Power of the Six Stances as one, but the method is too crude. There is still great potential to be mined."

Ye Qingzhou pondered and theorized, combining his past life’s Gang Force cultivation, soon forming a path: "All things receive Qi and are born from it; Qi is none other than yin and yang."

Once the thought arose, the inner breath in his Sea of Qi began to transform.

Ye Qingzhou pushed the Fire Technique to the Perfection Realm, achieving a new dynamic balance with the Wind Force.

Initially, after consuming Jiaoli Fire Dates, his Dragon and Tiger Form, with the Wind Force as the dragon and Fire as the main, drove the other Fire, Mountain, Forest, Yin, and Thunder Techniques as the tiger, intertwining to form a Tai Chi harmonious image.

Now, with his thought shift, it became the Wind, Mountain, and Yin as the dragon, with the Fire, Forest, and Thunder as the tiger, making the atmosphere within the Dantian more balanced.

The two strands of Qi Force became yin and yang, with inner breath circulating perpetually, infinitely.

This isn’t over yet!

Then Ye Qingzhou utilized the Embracing Elixir Skill from Inner Boxing, adjusting the Dantian for contraction and relaxation to control the inner breath’s flow.

At first, it was a slow switch, but as the action became proficient and the frequency increased, the opening and closing amplitude decreased, becoming tighter, and the outpouring and eruption of inner breath nearly fused together.

The opening and closing of the Dantian resembled popping beans, as if Ye Qingzhou had a high-powered engine mounted in his abdomen; the high-frequency vibration of inner breath successfully stimulated his tailbone sympathetic nerve, causing his muscles and bones to tremble.

Rumble rumble~

Ye Qingzhou faintly heard the sound of waves in his mind, its sound like thunder!

A terrifying force was taking root within Ye Qingzhou.

It’s normal for martial artists to have inner breath erupt externally; who would dare test their body like Ye Qingzhou?

If he didn’t possess the Innovative and Subtle realm, perfectly controlling his body, he might already be bleeding from his orifices, dead from an internal explosion.

Rumble rumble~

The sound of waves and thunder within his body surged ceaselessly, like a roaring engine, the ferocious power giving Ye Qingzhou the illusion of being able to tear the sky asunder.

"This power, using inner breath as fuel, operates similarly to a car engine. It can increase its power with my foundation, so I’ll call it First Gear."

Ye Qingzhou, feeling the surging power within, found great joy in his heart. This sense of progress was truly intoxicating.

Meanwhile, outside the park, a dirty cement truck was parked, with two unsavory-looking men inside the cabin, staring intently at Ye Qingzhou’s direction.

"Brother-in-law, do we really need to ram into him?"

"You coward, with no guts, how will you succeed? Your sister is pregnant, and without money, how will we support the family? Do you want your nephew to start life at a disadvantage?"

"But if we keep doing such things, won’t we inevitably meet our doom?"

"Spouting rhymes now? Are you trying to get into university? Hold the wheel steady and get moving for me!"