Chapter 115: The Tiger's Roar, Thunder Clap, Blood Surge!
Time passed, and as night fell, the once deserted grove at Shi University gradually came to life. Laughter and whispers rose and fell in the air. Clearly, after nearly two months of lockdown, these young lovers were bursting with pent-up affection. No sooner had the restrictions lifted than they eagerly came here. They cooed and cuddled, engaged in deep affection with their significant others.
"Baby, it's been over a month; I've missed you terribly! Come, let me see how you've developed. Have you lost any weight?"
"Hey, you rascal, can't you be a little more discreet? It's not even completely dark yet! What if someone sees us? You might not care about losing face, but I do!"
"Relax, they won't see us. Everyone who comes to the grove has their own business. Besides, our spot is so secluded, it's highly unlikely anyone will come by, let alone pay us any attention. Don't worry!"
"Alright... but why did you want to come here again? Has the shadow that 'e-he-ha Immortal' left on you faded, or does that mean you've actually found him?"
"Shit, don't bring that up! That little bastard is a master hider. I've used all my connections and still couldn't find him anywhere at Shi University. I'm starting to suspect he might not even be from our school, just sneaking in to scare us!"
"Um... the more you say, the less certain I feel. Maybe we should just call it a night. Weren't there those rumors about 'Chu Renmei' a while back? Let's just leave it for today."
"No way! We're already here; it would be a shame to leave now. Besides, what era are we living in to still believe in such superstitions? That's obviously just made-up nonsense. Alright, alright, let's not talk about it, it's killing the mood. Come on, baby, give me a kiss!"
"..."
Conversations like this echoed throughout the grove. These young people, seeking romantic rendezvous, were immersed in the sweetness of reuniting with their partners. For a moment, the atmosphere was thick with amorous tension.
It was precisely when they were lost in their loving embraces, passions running deep, that Zhang Beixing began his martial arts training in the depths of the grove.
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Indeed, Zhang Beixing had integrated Hidden Force into every move and stance of the Northern Sect's Eight Pieces of Brocade. But because he had always practiced them separately, there was no connection between the individual movements. Practicing them in isolation posed no problem, but once he tried to merge and link them, the difficulty skyrocketed. It was akin to combining eight different cultivation techniques. Consequently, after only half an hour, Zhang Beixing was drenched in sweat, yet he had barely managed to perform the fourth stance of the Hidden Force-infused Northern Sect's Eight Pieces of Brocade.
Though he had only completed half the sequence, the effects were profoundly terrifying.
Under the stimulation of the Hidden Force-infused Northern Sect's Eight Pieces of Brocade, the Qi and Blood in Zhang Beixing's body surged tumultuously. The sound of trickling water grew clearer. His fair skin turned an intense red, and though his pores closed, sweat still seeped uncontrollably from their edges.
Even though Zhang Beixing had mastered the Three-in-One Resonance, which minimized the negative impact of these three elements on his body, he still felt as if his insides were a boiling pressure cooker—immensely oppressive! His blood flow quickened, and the crushing sensation intensified. Zhang Beixing suspected that if he didn't release this pressure soon, he might actually suffocate from it. So, following his instincts, he turned, raised his hand, channeled his Qi and Blood, and thrust out a palm.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
In an instant, Zhang Beixing felt a release within him, as if some barrier within him had shattered. The Qi and Blood, unleashed by that palm strike, surged powerfully within him, the sound like a great river roaring. The sweat that had accumulated beneath his pores couldn't withstand such intensely hot blood; it vaporized into a mist that escaped through his pores. Zhang Beixing now resembled an overloaded machine, his skin glowing red, his entire body enveloped in a white mist of sweat—an incredibly imposing sight!
Zhang Beixing was quite astonished by this strange phenomenon affecting his body. He knew that practicing the Northern Sect's Eight Pieces of Brocade would invigorate his blood. But previously, no matter how vigorously he practiced, the sound his punches made was merely like that of a trickling stream. How could it be that now, with a mere wave of his hand, the sound of a raging river erupted from within him, flowing endlessly?
Could it be because I used to practice each stance separately, but this time I've linked the Hidden Force-infused Northern Sect's Eight Pieces of Brocade, creating some kind of rhythm?
But I've never seen Elder Chen react so strongly. Zhang Beixing muttered to himself, thinking it unlikely.
However, he quickly dismissed the thought. He realized that after he threw that punch, causing his blood to rush like a river, the Three-in-One Resonance he had been maintaining was on the verge of collapsing.
The reason lay in his blood, which had suddenly accelerated its pace, its flow resembling a torrential river! After that forceful discharge, Zhang Beixing's blood flow had changed, altering its velocity, rhythm, and frequency. Using the old methods of resonance was clearly no longer appropriate.
This is truly an unexpected pleasant surprise! Feeling the pain and discomfort emanating from within, Zhang Beixing murmured. He then quickly focused his mind and body, performing the Northern Sect's Eight Pieces of Brocade to adjust the resonance frequencies among his Qi, Hidden Force, and blood. He had to ensure that this sudden development didn't render all his long-term efforts futile.
He first adjusted his Qi. Because Qi is light, rootless, boundless, and ethereal, it was the easiest to control within the Three-in-One Resonance. Drawing upon his rich experience with resonance, Zhang Beixing guided his Qi. He quickly grasped the frequency of his river-like rushing blood and achieved resonance with it.
It was precisely at this moment of resonance that—
ROAR!
His Qi and Blood were mobilized. Zhang Beixing instinctively raised his hands from his waist, flipping them upward. Qi was channeled into his arms; originally rootless, boundless, and ethereal, it now endowed Zhang Beixing with unprecedented strength. He directly unleashed a burst of Vital Energy. Instantly, a deafening Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound erupted from within Zhang Beixing's body!
"!!!"
Hearing this, Zhang Beixing was stunned. He knew that his Hidden Force-infused Northern Sect's Eight Pieces of Brocade could produce the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound. But, to be honest, the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound he had produced before was almost indistinguishable from a cat's meow. How could a simple flip of his hands now create such a commotion?
"Awesome!" Zhang Beixing exclaimed, looking at his hands, which emanated Vital Energy. He clearly hadn't expected that practicing the Hidden Force version of the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade in a connected sequence would not only make his Qi and Blood abundant but also transform the previous cat-like cry into the current tiger's roar. This sparked an idea: If two elements of the Three-in-One Resonance underwent such earth-shattering changes while practicing the Hidden Force version of the Northern Sect Eight Pieces of Brocade, what about the final one, the Hidden Force itself?
As expected! Zhang Beixing thought, a look of realization dawning on his face. He stimulated the Hidden Force to resonate, retracting his raised and flipped palms.
BOOM!
A thunderous sound emanated from within his body. It's just as I guessed! Blood like raging rivers! Qi like tiger roars! Then the most potent and domineering Hidden Force corresponds to... Force like thunder!
"Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound, Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound!" he mumbled quietly. "It truly lives up to its name! So, this is the so-called Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound—truly vivid!"
Zhang Beixing was now even more eager to see the full effects of the Hidden Force-infused Northern Sect's Eight Pieces of Brocade. After all, he had practiced only this far, and already these manifestations had improved so dramatically. What about the physical enhancements? Wouldn't they be even more terrifying?
With this thought, even though every cell in Zhang Beixing's body screamed in agony after producing the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound, frantically sending him pain signals, he gritted his teeth, ignored it, and persisted with his practice.
For a time, the small grove was filled with the incessant, soul-shaking, and startling sounds of the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound and rushing river water!
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Zhang Beixing was engrossed and energized by his martial arts training. But the young couples, whispering sweet nothings and enjoying their intimate rendezvous in the groves of Shi University, were now having a dreadful time. They had come to the small grove to deepen their relationships, to explore their intimacy. As a result, the atmosphere in the grove was very amorous.
But alas, just as they were about to take the final step, or even while they were in the midst of it—
WHOOSH...
Suddenly, the sound of flowing river water came from the depths of the small grove.
This really killed the mood!
Those kissing stopped; those otherwise engaged also paused. They all turned their gazes towards the depths of the grove, puzzled looks on their faces.
As students who had been in Shishi for several years, they naturally had some understanding of the city's geography. Shishi was a typical Central Plains city, with no mountains nearby and no sea at its back. The only river, the Hutuo River, that flowed through the Shishi region was in a county under its jurisdiction, extremely far from Shi University. Yet now, in the small grove of Shi University, they were hearing the sound of surging river waters.
"This..."
"What's going on?" Listening to the faint sound of flowing water coming from deep within the grove, Yellow Hair stopped what he was doing. He turned his head to look into the depths of the grove, his face etched with confusion.
Hearing his murmur, the girl leaning against a tree also turned her head, panting. Seeing Yellow Hair's perplexed expression, she asked, "What's wrong? What's going on? What are you mumbling about?"
"Didn't you hear it? The sound of water just now!" Yellow Hair retorted.
"What water sound? That's nonsense! Are you going to continue or not? If not, I'm leaving. The mosquitoes are already out. I came out here with you, and in just this short time, I've been bitten all over my leg. If I find bites on my butt when I get back, you're dead meat tomorrow!"
"Alright, alright, it must have been my imagination. Coming right away, right away!" Seeing the girl's response, Yellow Hair, though still puzzled, didn't dwell on it. He hastily agreed and immediately got back to his unfinished business.
It was at this very moment—
ROAR!!!