36: Chapter 36 reveals

The Five Elements Heart Method did not contain any Moves.

This punch was something Ji Yebai had figured out on his own.

Dealing with his own internal organs year-round had made Ji Yebai clearly realize how fragile they were.

Furthermore, his Internal Energy contained the Five Elements Power.

Therefore, after a bit of pondering, this punch was born.

When the punch is thrown, the Five Elements Power surges, and the five types of force—Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth—drill into the opponent's internal organs.

The five internal organs would all shatter.

Even for a Mutant whose muscles and bones far exceeded those of ordinary people, their internal organs would still be soft and fragile.

"Five Elements Fist. The Five Elements cycle; they can act in parallel, or focus on one side!"

Ji Yebai reflected on the punch he had just thrown.

Five Elements Fist.

This was Ji Yebai's summary of this method of applying force.

It was derived from the Longevity Fist.

This did not mean it was superior to the Longevity Fist.

It could only be said that it was more suitable for Ji Yebai himself.

This Five Elements Fist could be used to nourish oneself or to face an enemy.

The principle was very simple.

By mobilizing the Five Elements Power, one could nourish the internal organs through the movements of the fists and feet.

By the same token, since it could nourish the internal organs, it could naturally also manipulate Internal Energy to enter an opponent's organs and then detonate.

It was even more than that.

With this Five Elements Fist, Ji Yebai could also control the force.

He could choose to emphasize one aspect.

For example, increasing Fire-attribute Internal Energy to focus on attacking the opponent's heart, or increasing Water-attribute to strike the opponent's kidneys.

Using it on a human body for the first time, Ji Yebai fell into deep thought, constantly pondering the variations in force.

Meanwhile, Zhuang Xiuming and the others looked at the man before them, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Or rather, they were momentarily dazed.

That was Hansen Cornell—over two and a half meters tall, with terrifying muscles, and a punch that could smash through steel plate.

Yet he had been knocked unconscious, vomiting blood, by a seemingly light punch from the man before them.

This was simply unimaginable.

"How was this done?!"

Zhuang Xiuming was filled with doubt.

He had also practiced martial arts for years, developing a qi sense and condensing Internal Strength.

With careful preparation, his explosive power could also be frighteningly large.

But that kind of explosive power would definitely not be able to cause fatal damage to a figure like Hansen Cornell.

However, the scene before him made his worldview a bit messy.

"That punch wasn't fast, so obviously the force wouldn't be too great. So how could it produce this kind of effect?!"

Zhuang Xiuming's heart was in turmoil.

He kept replaying the scene he had just witnessed in his mind.

"Could it be Penetrating Force!?"

Zhuang Xiuming guessed in his heart.

Penetrating Force.

It was a way of applying force.

The most famous and widely known version of it was 'Hitting the Cow across the Mountain'.

"No, that's not right."

"Even if it really were Penetrating Force, it would only injure Hansen Cornell; it shouldn't produce this kind of effect!"

Zhuang Xiuming's eyes flickered incessantly.

Regardless of the specific reason, he was absolutely certain of one thing.

The person before him was terrifyingly strong.

While Ji Yebai was thinking, Zhuang Xiuming and the others didn't make a sound for a while.

The entire scene was silent.

Until a moment later.

Zhuang Xiuming took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said respectfully, "Hello, sir. I am Zhuang Xiuming from the National Security Bureau. Thank you for your rescue!"

Yao Shuang and the other three also came to their senses, stepped forward, and cupped their fists.

Ordinary people greet each other with a handshake.

But the person before them was clearly a Martial Artist.

Between Martial Artists, cupping fists was more common.

"Hello, Mr. Zhuang! No need to be polite!"

Ji Yebai turned around with a smile.

In his previous life, people he could only look up to were now respectfully cupping their fists and greeting him; the feeling was truly strange.

When he went to Laojun Temple earlier, although Ji Yebai had bullied Bai Zhu,

The feeling hadn't actually been that deep.

The reason was that in his previous life, Bai Zhu's status was too high.

He had never had any close contact with him.

But the Blade Squad before him was different.

In the deep mountains of his previous life, he had seen them up close more than once.

He had deeply felt their prestige.

Therefore, the feeling at this moment was very profound.

"I wonder if sir is..."

Zhuang Xiuming looked at Ji Yebai's face, slightly surprised, and couldn't help but ask.

Ji Yebai's appearance was somewhat beyond his expectations.

His face was handsome, with a hint of softness.

He looked very heroic.

Ji Yebai smiled slightly: "My name is Ji Yebai!"

He didn't hide it.

There was no need.

With current technology, he feared that as soon as Zhuang Xiuming and the others returned, they would be able to find all his information.

"Thank you once again for the rescue, Mr. Ji!"

Zhuang Xiuming and the others relaxed and cupped their fists in thanks again.

Ji Yebai's attitude was very kind, which made them all breathe a sigh of relief.

Ji Yebai smiled slightly and did not speak.

"Mr. Ji's strength is truly earth-shattering!"

Zhuang Xiuming said with total sincerity.

The other members of the Blade Squad all nodded in agreement.

"It's average! Not too strong yet!"

Ji Yebai said with a smile.

His strength seemed very strong now.

But compared to later generations, it would be different.

In his previous life, Xiantian Martial Artists and First-Class Martial Artists were the ones who were truly strong.

His own third-class Peak was just average.

"Mr. Ji is too modest!"

Zhuang Xiuming immediately laughed: "If someone with Mr. Ji's strength isn't strong, then my strength is even more embarrassing to mention!"

Ji Yebai glanced at him, nodded, and said casually, "Well, the qi sense Realm is just the beginning; you can't even be considered a Martial Artist!"

Zhuang Xiuming paused, slightly embarrassed.

Was this a compliment or an insult!?

However...

He accurately caught Ji Yebai's terminology.

qi sense!?

Beginning!?

Can't even be considered a Martial Artist!?

What did this mean!?

He had practiced martial arts for many years; he was a Martial Artist, and even one who had developed Internal Strength.

Why was it said that he couldn't even be considered a Martial Artist!?

Could there be some hidden secret?

"Mr. Ji, what do you mean by that!?" Zhuang Xiuming's eyes lit up, and he asked hurriedly.

He felt that this sentence was the key.

Ji Yebai smiled and did not answer directly.

His intention with that sentence was to give Zhuang Xiuming a hint.

Although he had no intention of changing history, this five-person Blade Squad made him feel a sense of pity.

The Aptitude of all five was very high.

They were elites selected by the country through layers of screening.

They were also the pioneers of the world's recovery.

Furthermore, in his previous life, the deep mountains where the five of them were located were a safe zone where random fighting was not allowed.

Ji Yebai had also benefited from this rule.

Therefore, he decided to give them a hint.

However, he couldn't make the hint too obvious.

Otherwise, revealing too much would only attract the country's attention.

For him, that would only be a bad thing.

Ji Yebai pondered for a moment, then looked up at Zhuang Xiuming.

"He is a Mutant!"

Ji Yebai stepped aside and pointed at Hansen Cornell.

Then.

He pointed to himself: "I am a Martial Artist!"

Ji Yebai's expression was calm, and his tone was somewhat solemn: "The path of the Martial Artist is the Righteous Path!"

"Huh?!"

Zhuang Xiuming frowned.

What did that mean!?

Mutant, Martial Artist, Righteous Path!?

He didn't understand!

Zhuang Xiuming subconsciously asked: "Mr. Ji, what does this mean!?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

He saw Ji Yebai slowly shake his head.

"Meeting is fate; I hope we meet again if fate allows!"

After Ji Yebai finished speaking, he simply cupped his fists, then turned and walked away.

"Huh?!"

Zhuang Xiuming was stunned; he hadn't expected Ji Yebai to leave so abruptly.

He was about to call out.

But the words stopped at his lips.

"Captain!?"

Mi Liang stepped forward, indicating whether Zhuang Xiuming wanted to intercept him.

Zhuang Xiuming looked at the forest where Ji Yebai had disappeared and slowly shook his head.

He pondered for a moment.

Slowly, he said, "Alright, let's deal with Hansen Cornell first!"

Soon, the five of them carried Hansen Cornell out of the deep mountains.

...

At the foot of the mountain, at the edge of the forest.

Hansen Cornell was taken over by the arriving troops.

Before Zhuang Xiuming left, he turned around and looked at the mountain behind him in silence.

His eyes flickered incessantly.

He always felt that Ji Yebai was telling him something.