My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After thinking about it, Yang Yi did not feel at ease. He planned to go out for a walk.

He still had some lingering fear from the pill incident earlier.

What if the Mountain-hugging Fist had attacked someone important? That would definitely be a huge problem.

He arrived at the training grounds. This was where the disciples gathered most of the time.

Apart from sparring and exchanging information, the disciples would also spread news..

“Yang Yi, it’s rare to see you here,” someone greeted him.

Although Yang Yi lived mostly in seclusion, he had taken two lessons and knew some of them.

The person who greeted him was called Jian Wenbin. He became an outer disciple three months ago. The two of them knew each other from their general disciple days.

“I came out to get some fresh air and cultivate while I’m at it.”

Yang Yi did not say much. He directly jumped onto the training ground.

The training ground occupied a large area of the square, but the space allocated to outer disciples was relatively close to the side.

Even though it was remote, it was still over 1,000 square meters wide. Two or three disciples sparred with each other in small groups.

“Heh! I’ve recently traded my points for the Vast Heaven Fist. I can try it out on you.”

Jian Wenbin struck a stance and raised his hands toward the sky. After circulating his strength, he threw a punch at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi parried with his hands and used the Mountain-hugging Fist against his opponent.

After 10 moves, Yang Yi saw an opening in his opponent and moved forward. His fists resembled ox horns.

One of his punches was blocked, and another landed on Jian Wenbin’s shoulder, forcing him to take three steps back.

“What fist technique is this? That was a smooth execution. Have you reached the beginner stage?”

Jian Wenbin rubbed his shoulder.

He had reached the Blood Refining Stage earlier than Yang Yi did, but he lost by half a move in the fight.

“It’s the Mountain-hugging Fist,” Yang Yi said truthfully.

“Oh, that explains. This martial art can be complemented with medicinal baths. It’s easy to reach the beginner stage.”

Jian Wenbin felt slightly better.

The cultivation curve of the Vast Heaven Fist was relatively flatter and smoother. It would definitely catch up with the Mountain-hugging Fist when the latter encountered a bottleneck!

However, he did not know that when they were sparring just now, Yang Yi did not use the fire attribute enhancement of the Crimson Afterglow Technique. Otherwise, his explosive power would have been greater. In less than two moves, the outcome would have been decided!

The two of them got off the training field and went to the side to rest.

There was quite a number of people sitting around here. Everyone was chatting and learning from each other’s cultivation experiences.

As they chatted, a person rushed over and said, “Wang Chong was beaten up. His injuries are quite bad!”

“Huh? What did you say?” Everyone was surprised.

“I saw him this morning and he was fine. Why did he suddenly…”

“Who did that? The sect forbids infighting.” Yang Yi frowned.

He guessed that the Mountain-hugging Fist had attacked Wang Chong.

“I’m not sure. I heard that the attacker was very fast. He ran away after the fight. Wang Chong didn’t see him either.” The person shook his head.

Yang Yi had heard of Wang Chong.

He was already an outer disciple two years ago, but he was stuck at the Blood Refining stage and could not break through.

This person had a fiery personality and was very overbearing. Everyone called him Senior Brother on the surface, but they complained a lot about him in secret.

Yang Yi cursed his bad luck and the Mountain-hugging Fist for attacking such a person.

Fortunately, the Mountain-hugging Fist was not exposed.

He guessed that the special events triggered by the system happened in parallel planes.

In that particular plane, the Mountain-hugging Fist was equivalent to his own projection, and there would be Wang Chong’s projection as well.

If something happened in a parallel plane, only the results would be felt as a feedback. There was no need to worry about being discovered.

“Hey! There are at least 80 people that Wang Chong offended, if not 100. I’m surprised that he wasn’t beaten up sooner,” said Jian Wenbin happily.

Everyone laughed awkwardly. They did not chime in, but they did not refute him either.

Yang Yi laughed as well. Wang Chong had many enemies, so they would not be able to trace this incident back to him.

After resting for a while, he sparred again with the others.

Yang Yi now had a rough understanding of his own strength.

Without the enhancement of the Crimson Afterglow Technique, he was probably in the middle of the Blood Refining stage, thanks to the early-stage advantage of the Mountain-hugging Fist.

Once he obtained the enhancement of the fire attribute, Yang Yi estimated that he could be ranked at a higher level.

He had only been promoted to the outer sect half a month ago. This result was a good result in itself. However, he was not confident enough to face other Blood Refining disciples with more experience.

These people had accumulated experiences over time and had cultivated their martial techniques to the intermediate stage. He could not underestimate them.

If Yang Yi could improve the Mountain-hugging Fist, his chances of winning against these people would be 70 to 80 percent.

The bottleneck of the Mountain-hugging Fist was its difficulty in achieving breakthroughs. On the other hand, once there was a breakthrough, the improvements would be huge.

Clouds filled the evening sky.

The setting sun dyed the Sunset Mountains red.

Before Yang Yi left the training field, he collected 200 spirit accumulation points for the day.

He opened the attribute panel.

Host: Yang Yi

Realm: Blood Refining (141/500)

Spirit accumulation point: 1,100

Learned martial arts: Crimson Afterglow Technique, Mountain-hugging Fist

Pending martial arts: None

Number of scans: 1

He then looked at two martial arts.

Martial Arts: Crimson Afterglow Technique (learned)

Realm: Level 2 (Blood Refining)

Characteristics: perceptive

Quality: Body Tempering martial art

Feedback: …

Martial Arts: Mountain-hugging Fist (learned)

Realm: beginner (22/200)

Characteristics: competitive

Quality: Body Tempering martial art

Feedback: …

Yang Yi looked at the two martial arts and had an idea.

He could collect 200 spirit accumulation points every day, and he distributed the points evenly between his two martial arts.

As for the 1,100 spirit accumulation points that he collected, he was prepared to use them all on the Mountain-hugging Fist.

The Crimson Afterglow Technique was still some ways away from a breakthrough, so there was no need to rush for the time being. The Mountain-hugging Fist gave him immediate combat strength. After being upgraded to the intermediate stage, it could greatly increase his own strength.

Ever since the disappearance of the Raindrop Court Master and her disciples, the Qixia sect had been shrouded in an uneasy shadow. Nobody knew what would happen next.

Therefore, long-term investments were definitely necessary, but he also had to pay attention to the short-term benefits.

Right now, the most beneficial thing for Yang Yi was to cultivate the Mountain-hugging Fist to the intermediate stage.

To achieve that, it would take about 10 days if he requested 20 feedback reports every day.

Coincidentally, Yang Yi had already collected enough spirit accumulation points for this.

After making a plan, Yang Yi returned to the wooden hut.

He tossed the last bit of herbs into a medicinal bath to soak his palms.

When he received the feedback report earlier, it was mentioned that there were internal injuries in the Mountain-hugging Fist. That caught Yang Yi’s attention.

“I heard that the spiritual spring on the Spiritual Spring Mountain is beneficial to cultivation, helps alleviate fatigue, and heal stubborn internal injuries. Perhaps I should give it a try.”

Seeing that the effects of the medicinal bath were only average, Yang Yi hurried to the Spiritual Spring Mountain before the sky went dark.

“The cheapest secret room on the Spiritual Spring Mountain cost 10 contribution points for two hours.”

The disciple on duty changed.

He saw the color of Yang Yi’s uniform, and judged that Yang Yi’s face was unfamiliar. Hence, he gave the lowest price.

“Senior Brother, I’d like to use the 30 contribution points-room for four hours.”

Yang Yi handed over his pass for registration.

He knew that the so-called spiritual spring was actually like a hot spring and he needed to soak his body to cultivate.

The lowest level secret room would only emit water vapor, like a sauna. It was practically useless.

Yang Yi was not short of money.He chose the middle class room.

There were better rooms than this, but they were limited in numbers. Those rooms were basically the privileges of inner disciples.