225 One Breath Stick Technique_2
“Huh!”
Hearing this, Zi’an could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground, gasping heavily.
Seeing this, Ma Gu nodded slightly with satisfaction.
In the past few days, he had indeed seen his disciple fulfill the promise made at the time of apprenticeship; no matter how hard or tiring, he never complained and strove to do his best.
“Zi’an, didn’t you want to learn the stick technique? I’m ignorant in that skill, I’m afraid it would be hard for me to teach you,” Ma Gu said, “Brother Lu Qing just mentioned he knows a stick technique. Would you like to learn it?”
“Young Master Lu, aren’t you skilled in the Saber Technique?” Wei Zian replied in astonishment.
He had seen that every time Lu Qing appeared, he was always carrying a war saber.
“Brother Lu Qing is truly a Martial Arts genius. He easily masters any type of Martial Arts; hence, the stick technique is naturally no difficulty for him,” Ma Gu praised.
“I wouldn’t call myself a genius, but I do know a little about the stick technique. If the young master doesn’t mind, I could teach it to you,” Lu Qing said with a light laugh.
“Learn, of course, learn!” Wei Zian nodded repeatedly.
With Wei Zian’s agreement, Mrs. Wei had no objections either.
She too hoped her son could learn the Martial Arts he liked.
Thus, Lu Qing went out into the mountainside forest, found a suitable resilient tree branch, cut and trimmed it into a stick, and brought it back into the cave.
“Young Master, the stick technique I know was originally an advanced discipline within the Muscle Bone Realm. Your current Cultivation is shallow and not enough to Cultivate it. I have simplified it into eight forms, which you can Cultivate even at the Qi Blood Realm.”
“As long as you learn them, ordinary Qi Blood Realm Martial Artists will not necessarily be your match.”
Lu Qing, holding the stick, stood in the center of the cave chamber, speaking slowly.
Upon hearing this, Wei Zian became somewhat excited, watching Lu Qing with keen eyes.
Honestly, he had never seen Lu Qing fight with his own eyes.
To him, Lu Qing seemed just a common young man, about his own age, with nothing to show for his Martial Arts Realm.
Even during their previous journeys, Lu Qing’s aura was extremely contained, showing nothing outwardly.
But from the teacher’s praise, Lu Qing was held in high esteem, going as far as to say that if he and Lu Qing were to spar, he wouldn’t withstand even half a move before being defeated.
Moreover, with what his teacher said a few days ago that Lu Qing had singlehandedly annihilated the entire Black Wolf Gang, including the leader who had achieved Great Success in the Muscle Bone Realm.
All of this made Wei Zian extremely curious about Lu Qing’s strength.
Now hearing that Lu Qing was going to demonstrate the stick technique, he was, of course, delighted.
Even Mrs. Wei looked on with anticipation.
As for Ma Gu, he was even more amazed.
To simplify a high-level Martial Arts technique from the Muscle Bone Realm was no easy feat; it required a deep understanding and full mastery of the discipline.
Brother Lu Qing’s earlier modesty was evidently not just modest words.
“This technique, called ‘One Breath Stick Technique’, is corely about the continuous, unified intent of the moves.”
Having said that, the stick in Lu Qing’s hand swirled like a flipping river dragon, casting shadows of sticks all over the skies.
Under the stirring of the long stick, the air currents surged within the cave, the stick’s sound whooshing, each strike reverberating through the air with immense force.
Feeling the oppressive nature of the stick shadows before him, Wei Zian felt overwhelmed, yet his eyes were incredibly bright.
“Is this the stick technique Young Master Lu is going to teach me?”
As Wei Zian murmured to himself, Lu Qing’s demonstration reached its final form.
His long stick was first drawn back, then rapidly jabbed out, striking seven times each creating a booming sound that echoed through the cave.
Suddenly, the myriad of stick shadows converged, revealing Lu Qing’s calm demeanor.
Wei Zian was already watching wide-eyed.
Even Ma Gu and Mrs. Wei seemed a bit dazed.
After a while, Wei Zian finally came back to his senses and hastily asked, “Young Master Lu, what do you call that last move?”
“This move is called ‘Seven Stars in a Chain’, the key is to burst forth continuously within a single breath, demanding high control over Qi-Blood. Mastering this move signifies that you have learned the entire stick technique,” Lu Qing replied with a smile.
“Seven Stars in a Chain?”
Wei Zian recalled the formidable execution of the move just demonstrated by Lu Qing and his eyes shone with admiration.
“Young Master Lu, I want to learn this stick technique, teach me, teach me!”
“Sure, I will now pass on to you the moves and key points of this stick technique.”
Watching Lu Qing now instructing Wei Zian in the stick technique, Ma Gu finally regained his senses, his eyes showing awe.
The stick technique that Lu Qing had just displayed was exquisite, filled with vigor.
Even he could not find a single flaw.
And this, according to Lu Qing, was still a simplified version.
How powerful must the original “One Breath Stick Technique” be?