41: Practicing boxing at night, unexpected visitor

Ding!

Obtained the first two stages of Heavenly Dipper Divine Fist.

Ding!

Obtained the first three stages of Heavenly Dipper Divine Fist.

Having exhausted the basic Eight Extremities Fist, Su Ye successfully raised Heavenly Dipper Divine Fist to the first three stages.

The golden booklet flowed with light, gorgeous yet not gaudy, ancient and profound. The four characters "Heavenly Dipper Divine Fist" were written like dragons and snakes, grand and powerful, completed in a single stroke.

The characters contained an incredibly overbearing fist intent. Just staring at it for a second made Su Ye's chest feel heavy, and he quickly averted his gaze.

"...What an overbearing fist technique!"

Su Ye was secretly startled, followed by even greater excitement.

The more terrifying the fist manual, the more it proved the extraordinary nature of the fist technique.

If it truly had the energy to shake gods, as the introduction described, that would be wonderful.

"To advance another stage, it will require over a thousand books, a total of over two thousand books."

"To obtain the first six stages, it will require eight thousand books."

Thinking of the value for the Ninth Rank stage, Su Ye couldn't help but shake his head inwardly; nearly a hundred thousand books.

He currently employed over thirty people, and even simple copying would take them a hundred days.

"...What if I can't cultivate it? Wouldn't I be wasting my time?"

Alright.

He was truly coveting this Divine Rank martial art.

After all, the more profound the fist technique, the harsher the cultivation conditions tend to be.

If Heavenly Dipper Divine Fist couldn't be cultivated, then Turmoil Thunder wasn't bad either.

It was a Nine Rank high-grade martial art, and it was lightning-attributed. Its destructive power was also astonishing, and Su Ye wasn't greedy.

Moreover, once he broke through to the god realm, he could find a way to evolve it into a Divine Rank martial art.

Swish—

As the golden booklet opened, a golden light instantly entered Su Ye's mind.

Several minutes later, having received the information transmitted to his mind, Su Ye let out a long breath.

"Wonderful—!"

Su Ye's eyes shone brightly. That single word conveyed the excitement and relief in his heart.

Heavenly Dipper Divine Fist has a total of nine stages.

The first three stages focus on integrating external power to augment fist strength.

The amount of power that can be controlled by combining the physical body and the martial art determines how much energy can be gathered. As long as one can withstand it, there is theoretically no upper limit.

As a synthesized version of Turmoil Thunder, Heavenly Dipper Divine Fist is best cultivated with lightning attributes, which can break through the physical body's limits and unleash terrifying power.

The key point was that he could cultivate these first three stages!

"The power of lightning from the sky, I can't bear it for now."

"But the power of lightning on the ground... it seems there's one right in front of me!"

The harmless-looking young man grinned, his refined eyes holding a hint of mischievous laughter.

It seemed he hadn't yet witnessed the power of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul...

What a pity!

It was simply too regrettable!

The lightning attribute is not one of the seven basic attributes, but its destructive power is the closest to the power of destruction.

Actually, the fire attribute could also be used to cultivate Heavenly Dipper Divine Fist, but why would Su Ye settle for less?

Leaving the suite, Su Ye couldn't wait to go to the hotel's backyard. The room was stuffy and not suitable for cultivating internal energy.

Outside the small plaza was a forest, and beyond that was a wide expanse of green land.

As Baojian City's most high-end hotel, besides basic services, a comfortable scenic environment was essential.

Su Ye found a quiet spot near the lake.

Under the bright moonlight, the water surface shimmered with silver light. Gentle waves lapped against the shore, sometimes softly, sometimes heavily, like keys striking a piano.

Buzz—

By the shore, Su Ye's body emitted a silvery-white light. This light was identical to the moon in the sky; it had no temperature, was light and pure, but carried a strange sense of coolness.

"Cultivating the four rivers, connecting the main branches, qi rushing to the Great Yin..."

"The Great Beginning is the union of Yin and Yang, mixed into one. From one, form is born..."

Suddenly, two energies, one white and one black, slowly converged towards Su Ye's arms from his chest. This was Yin-Yang Limitless Skill.

Yin-Yang Limitless Skill originally cultivated Yin and Yang energies, which are the purest and most primitive two forces, capable of shaping myriad phenomena. For Heavenly Dipper Divine Fist, which needed to manifest external forms, it was a suitable cultivation method.

As the Yin and Yang energies converged in his arms, under the guidance of the Heavenly Dipper Divine Fist cultivation method, the two forces began to gather in the same place.

As time passed.

Gradually, Su Ye's right arm seemed to become transparent.

A pure white network of veins flickered like gossamer threads, incredibly mystical.

Swish!

Su Ye's body emitted waves of heat. He moved his stance, his fists sometimes fast, sometimes slow and heavy, dancing by the shore like a swimming dragon, making booming sounds.

The fist technique appeared calm and ordinary, not even disturbing the leaves on the trees, but the lake water lapping against the shore grew increasingly rapid, as if a hurricane was about to strike.

"This guy isn't sleeping in the middle of the night, he's actually cultivating here?"

Under the tree, a young man with a broad back and powerful build stood with his arms crossed, watching this scene with a strange expression.

Dugu Yan had left, so their training plan was temporarily halted. He couldn't sleep and had planned to come to the lake to cultivate, but he didn't expect to see this.

Shi Mo, the younger brother of Shi Mo, whom Su Ye had defeated.

Soul Skill?

No!

Could it be... a self-created Soul Skill?

Even more incorrect!

He hadn't even released his Martial Soul, it should just be a method of practicing fists!

"But these fists are so weak, is practicing them useful?"

Shi Mo raised his fist, which was as large as a sandbag, and grinned proudly, revealing his steel teeth. He didn't need to look to know his fists were powerful.

If it were him, with such a monstrous physique and strength, he wouldn't practice such soft fists.

If something could be solved with one punch, why bother practicing any other fist techniques?

Hmm?

Feeling something was wrong, Shi Mo suddenly focused.

Looking up, he saw a massive fire dragon illuminating the night, roaring and tumbling as it attacked him.

"Holy crap—!"

Shi Mo's pupils constricted. In his shock, he blurted out a curse and quickly used his Black Tortoise Turtle Martial Soul for defense.

Feeling the terrifying flames spreading from the fire dragon, Shi Mo felt a chill in his heart at this moment.

Fortunately, the fire dragon only brushed past him and fell into the lake.

Drip—

A drop of cold sweat quickly dripped from his forehead. Shi Mo's legs went weak, and his heart trembled.

Behind him, the calm lake surface suddenly boiled with huge bubbles, as if boiling water.

Rumble!

In the huge roar, a pillar of fire erupted like a volcano, instantly breaking through the lake surface and splashing waves dozens of meters high.

The heat waves of the fire covered the lake surface like a giant net, spreading nearly fifty meters before stopping. A white smoke "mushroom cloud" was slowly rising from the lake.

"..."

Shi Mo shrank his neck. Splashed by the lake water, he seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

His ox-like eyes were shaking with terror, about to burst out.

He also looked like a primary school student who had made a mistake, his eyes exceptionally clear and obedient, standing there in a daze.

"So it was you!"

Su Ye's cold eyes narrowed slightly. He clearly recognized the peeper. It was Shi Mo's younger brother, who seemed to also be called Shi Mo.

"Yes, yes, yes!!"

"It's me! It's me!"

As if grasping a life-saving straw, Shi Mo nodded like pounding garlic, incredibly obedient. "I also came here to cultivate. I didn't expect you to be here too."

"I... I don't have any other bad intentions."

Shi Mo moved his head to the side. He admitted he had been careless. The small fist in front of him was indeed very hard.

If Su Ye had been half a foot closer, his head would have burst like a watermelon.

"You said... cultivate?" Su Ye's brow furrowed, his face filled with killing intent. Coming here to cultivate in the middle of the night, was he sure he wasn't peeping?

Shi Mo quickly explained, "My Martial Soul is the Black Tortoise Turtle. Cultivating in a watery environment is more suitable."

Hearing this, Su Ye suddenly understood and slowly lowered his fist. If it had been peeping at his practice, he wouldn't have been so polite.