Martial Artist: Stronger by Coasting Along-Chapter 236 - 50: Bloodline Power, Penetration!

"Can’t improve."

Ling Feng couldn’t bear to lie to him.

"Alright, thank you!"

The shadow quickly vanished. When he reached a deserted spot, he tore the chess manual into shreds, broke the fishing rod into countless pieces, and stomped on them hard a few times.

...

"I can’t believe my life is worth a bottle of Vein-Opening Liquid, or even Divine Vein Liquid. Who knew excellence could be so dangerous."

Ling Feng sighed.

Xuan Yue’s words made him cautious, as it concerned life and death. At the same time, his hatred for the alien race and extraterrestrial creatures deepened, wishing he could annihilate them all at once.

Humans, the alien race, and extraterrestrial creatures were in a hostile relationship, one that would not end until death.

Even if Ling Feng wanted to remain uninvolved and deliberately avoided the alien race, they would kill him at the first chance, being a part of humanity was an unsolvable issue.

The more resources one enjoys, the greater the responsibility. As a member of the Seven Great Star Systems Alliance, Ling Feng is destined to have a battle with alien creatures in the future.

Thinking about this, Ling Feng hurried back to his room and quickly played a game.

The next day, he reported to the Dharma Hall, only to find that Yan Fei wasn’t there, neither were Ye Chen and Qiu Kui. Instead, there was an elderly man present.

It turned out that after becoming a Body Tempering Master, Yan Fei finally obtained the Vein-Opening Liquid and received two bottles at once, departing Jiangbei Province by airship last night.

He will awaken his Bloodline Power soon through the Vein-Opening Liquid, becoming a powerful Bloodline Martial Artist.

The elder who appeared in the Dharma Hall was from the City Lord’s Mansion.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Old Deng, I’m the personal teacher of City Lord Xu. The City Lord and Master Ao entered the Great Radiation Zone to exterminate the Catfish Demon, and entrusted me with guiding you in your cultivation, helping you achieve good results in the provincial exam, to bring glory to South City and secure more cultivation resource subsidies for everyone in South City."

Old Deng said.

"Hello."

Ling Feng tried to sense Old Deng’s power using Mental Telekinesis, finding that Old Deng’s body felt like a vast ocean, his mental telekinesis seemingly vanishing upon entering it.

He was secretly alarmed, could Old Deng also be a Telekinesis Master?

"My bloodline is somewhat special, capable of effectively blocking mental telekinesis fluctuations. Generally, the telekinesis of a Telekinesis Master has no effect on me. I am here to replace Master Ao and help you gain a deeper understanding of Bloodline Martial Artists, hopefully aiding you in awakening your Bloodline Power."

"Boom!"

As he spoke, Old Deng moved, appearing in front of Ling Feng, and punched at Ling Feng’s chest.

Ling Feng’s expression changed dramatically, hastily raising his hands to block.

But Old Deng’s fist seemed capable of penetrating flesh and forming a vast ocean’s power, his hands seemingly unable to stop it. With a loud bang, Old Deng’s fist struck his chest, sending him flying back into the wall.

Several painting boards on the wall were shaken off.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ling Feng coughed violently.

Being someone with a combat power of 312.7, he couldn’t withstand Old Deng’s punch; he felt even with a long spear in hand and the ability to unleash Spear Force, he couldn’t take that punch.

Bloodline?

It doesn’t seem to simply enhance speed and power.

The power penetrating his flesh seemed to share similarities with potential energy, especially Old Deng’s fist, as though it merged with his arm, easily penetrating and punching his chest.

"The strength of Bloodline Martial Artists doesn’t only lie in transforming all body organs for metamorphosis but also in the different release methods of power.

My Bloodline Power is related to water, allowing the power to be both tangible and intangible, easily passing through layers of defenses, and at critical moments, delivering a fatal blow."

Old Deng said with his hands behind his back.

As he spoke, he released a wave of Bloodline Power, and Ling Feng sensed through his Sea of Consciousness that Old Deng’s fist exuded a water-like power fluctuation.

When Old Deng punched, the wave formed by this power could actively bypass his arm and strike solidly on his chest.

It means that in the previous punch, he only caught Old Deng’s fist, not the fluctuation of Bloodline Power released from Old Deng’s fist.

"Thank you, elder, for your guidance." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Ling Feng suddenly realized.

"The key to awakening the bloodline is a strong foundation of Dharma Aspect power. You are doing well. Although you haven’t fully awakened the Third Layer of Dharma Aspect Power, you have already fused the three layers of skin, flesh, and muscle. Otherwise, you couldn’t have withstood my punch just now."

Old Deng praised.

"I still can’t hold it, cough, cough."

Ling Feng rubbed his chest, coughing.

"The City Lord and Master Ao have mentioned your character and cultivation methods to me. My teaching style differs from others; I won’t indulge your reckless behavior, or else..."

"Boom!"

Old Deng’s figure flashed again.

Ling Feng saw Old Deng’s figure cloaked in a layer of flowing water, rushing toward him like a spring, the waves of Bloodline Power breaking through his arm’s defense once more and blooming on his chest.

"Bang!"

Ling Feng flew out again, slamming into the wall.

But unlike last time, Ling Feng this time fell prone on the ground, closed his eyes, and fainted on the spot.

"In front of a Bloodline Martial Artist, your power can’t even make it to the stage. If I wanted to kill you, it would be a breeze."

Old Deng said proudly with his hands behind his back.

"Get up, I just want you to understand the importance of reverence when facing a Bloodline expert."

Old Deng saw Ling Feng lying still and thought he was upset.

"Ling Feng?"

He couldn’t help calling again.

Seeing Ling Feng still unresponsive, he hurried over to check, grabbing Ling Feng’s collar and dragging him up from the ground.

He let go.

Bang!

Ling Feng continued to lie on the floor, not moving an inch.

"Stop playing dead, my power can’t kill you."

Old Deng angrily said.

Ling Feng remained silent.

"If you don’t get up, I’ll break your arms and legs."

Old Deng threatened.

"Bastard!"

Old Deng angrily lifted his foot to kick Ling Feng, but stopped before making contact because he sensed a dangerous aura.

It was Xuan Yue.

Xuan Yue had to ensure Ling Feng’s safety. The way Old Deng taught had an abusive flavor, and if it continued, Ling Feng might actually be beaten to death.

Even if he didn’t die, he’d be crippled.

She was responsible for Lin Feng’s protection, not only ensuring his safety but also ensuring his normal growth and development.

"Alright, get up. I won’t hit you casually."

Knowing Xuan Yue’s identity, Old Deng spoke to Ling Feng in a relatively gentle tone.

An hour later.

Old Deng watched as Ling Feng was taken away by an ambulance disappearing from his sight, his knuckles turned white from clenching his fists.

"Outrageous."

Old Deng never thought Ling Feng would treat him like this. He originally didn’t take what Ao Dagang and Xu Songlin said about Ling Feng’s problems seriously, believing young people just lacked discipline, and a casual beating would make him obedient.

Who would have thought Ling Feng was like mud that couldn’t be shaped, lying on the ground pretending to be dead, leaving him helpless.

The following day.

Old Deng sat in a chair, waiting for Ling Feng to report. After pondering overnight, he felt it necessary to use both threats and kindness, first establishing authority, then appealing to emotion and reason to make Ling Feng aware of the dangers of wasting time.

He believed that a combination of strictness and compassion would lead Ling Feng to change his ways.

Five hours later.

"Snap!"

Old Deng, in anger, shattered the Grand Master’s chair with a palm strike, having waited all morning without seeing Ling Feng come to report. He couldn’t hold back and sent someone to check on Ling Feng’s situation, only to find out Ling Feng hadn’t been discharged from the hospital and even had a critical condition report sent over.

The physician issued a certificate stating that he’d need to lie in bed for at least two months.

"Let’s see how long you can keep pretending."

Old Deng walked away.

As Xu Songlin’s teacher, he couldn’t believe Ling Feng would disregard him; even Xu Songlin’s offspring had to be in his favor to receive his guidance, let alone Ling Feng.

(Acute back pain flared up again, it’s lethal, can only stand to type. Tidied the computer desk and equipment, will make up what’s owed today tomorrow.)

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