Why do I have so many masters?

He had created a set of martial arts for himself.

Even those unfamiliar with martial arts understood the weight of this statement. Unless one was incredibly overconfident, one must possess the world's finest martial arts, the finest scholarly achievements, and the finest pride to undertake the founding of a new school.

In the golden age of martial arts, where talents regularly emerged, he left a mark that was solely his own.

Wang Anfeng's expression was somewhat dazed. The elder, seeing his reaction, felt immensely pleased. He lifted a wine flask from his waist and took a swig of the thick wine. The young man's dazed and confused expression even made the cheap wine taste unique, making him feel that his recent hardships were indeed worth it.

More than worth it, it was a huge profit!
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That'll teach you, you little old man.

Now you know how formidable it is, hahaha...

Feeling satisfied, Li Qidao took another big gulp of wine, picked up the flask, stood with his hands behind his back, and chuckled softly:

"What's the matter, kid, got scared silly?"

"Come here, old... let me give you some pointers, you little brat."

Wang Anfeng nodded, still somewhat confused as he walked over to the elder's side. His face still trembled with shock. After composing himself, he asked:

"Li Bo... what kind of skill did you create?"

Fist techniques? Internal Strength? Or weapons?

The old man glanced at him, already knowing what the youth was thinking. He lifted his chin slightly and said indifferently:

"What kind of skill?"

"It's a complete set."

"Since the old man said it is a set, it naturally includes Internal Strength Secret Techniques, Lightfoot Technique, fist techniques, and weapons. It's all uniquely mastered; otherwise, how could it be called a set?"

Hearing this, Wang Anfeng's mind was once again shaken. Confusion and disbelief appeared on his clear brows and eyes. Li Qidao glanced at him and felt secretly thrilled. Yet, he had to maintain an indifferent facade. Only the fingers of his right hand, hidden behind his back, tapped rapidly on the stone table, expressing his exhilaration and causing the stone table to crack.

Suddenly, he tapped into an empty space. It turned out that he had already created a fingertip-sized crack in the stone table. With a clatter, a stone fell off. The elder flicked a Thunder Vigor at the debris to obliterate it, coughed once, and drew Wang Anfeng's attention back, speaking lightly:

"Kid, do you want to learn it?"

Wang Anfeng nodded and said:

"Yes!"

His voice paused, yet involuntarily, a thought surfaced in his mind.

In the past seven or eight years, Li Qidao had told him countless stories, but there was always a petulant young girl appearing in front of the protagonist. If Li Bo truly was the unmatched martial artist among those he had met, then the stories he told, much like those of the senior Kong Taoist, were likely not so simple.

Perhaps that young girl truly existed.

Where was she now?

Why was Li Bo always alone?

Curiosity overwhelmed him, but after hesitating, Wang Anfeng still suppressed this thought and only nodded with a smile:

"So Li Bo's martial arts are really that impressive..."

The elder lifted his chin slightly, snorting through his nose.

"Come here, I'll teach you the martial arts."

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Wang Anfeng had tried to estimate Li Bo's martial arts prowess as highly as he could.

But the results proved that his experience was still far from sufficient to gauge the depths of a master.

Li Qidao created four types of martial arts.

As he said, they include Internal Strength Secret Techniques, Lightfoot Technique, combat using fists and blades, and unique peerless skills.

The divine skill in Internal Strength is Thunderous Vigor. Though it is considered Internal Strength, it does not mobilize Inner Qi but cultivates the Thunder Vigor within the body. It can imbue the power of thunder in each punch and kick, "using my body as the pivot to drive lightning and thunder," enough to compensate for his Inner Strength being vast and masculine yet not sharp.

Ordinary Inner Strength, even if as fierce as fire, how could it compare to the heavenly might of thunder?

The movement technique Rushing Thunder Step, stimulated by Thunderous Vigor, triggers points in the body to instantly achieve a speed like rushing thunder. It is a Lightfoot Technique as well as a Forbidden Technique. If the stimulated points are altered, it can instantaneously unleash all the Inner Strength and muscular force.

In a life-and-death fight, it can decide life or death in one move, like a bolt of lightning tearing across the sky, brief yet capable of ripping apart the heavens.

The Heavenly Thunder Fist is in fact a unique method of energy circulation enabling the fist's speed to be as swift as thunder breaking the sky. It can also, through a special technique, drive the Gang Thunder Force into the opponent's organs. The Thunder Vigor can be actively triggered by the final move of the Heavenly Thunder Fist technique.

After accumulating to a certain degree, it will also automatically activate, striking the organs and meridians, specifically countering Horizontal Training Divine Skills.

These three martial arts, centered on Gang Thunder Force, each benefit from the others during cultivation, forming a system that does not suffer from focusing on one aspect and losing another, quite simple but extremely powerful and crude, also difficult to decipher.

With the Rushing Thunder Step, no matter whether the opponent can react or defend, Heavenly Thunder Fist can still drive the Thunder Vigor into them.

Followed by detonation.

Wang Anfeng paused and asked Li Bo, what if someone could withstand this attack?

The old man glanced at him and said lightly,

"Create some distance, then strike again."

Nothing that a bolt of lightning can't kill, if it doesn't, then just strike again.

Thinking of the consequences of thunder exploding inside the fragile, soft organs, Wang Anfeng almost didn't know any way to defend against this unreasonable move, clearly losing his focus.

Li Qidao, seeing his expression, chuckled and said,

"Don't overthink it."

"With your cultivation, the maximum Thunder Vigor you can control is just one punch, just one."

The old man stretched out a finger and waved it in front of the young man's eyes, saying,

"You get it? Unable to activate it again, nor accumulate enough to trigger on its own."

"To use Heavenly Thunder Fist against an enemy, you must reach Middle Third Rank. You can walk in the air, and your Inner Strength is long and unending."

"By that time, each of the seven major sects has divine skills that can manipulate the power of Heaven and Earth; the Confucian Sect's Righteous Qi, the Taoist Sect's Ethereal Sword Intent, the Military Family's Deadly Aura can all protect the organs from being shattered, at most just weakening them."

Speaking of which, he sighed again, frowning as if he was not entirely satisfied with the martial arts he had created, smacking his lips and saying,

"You are just one step away from Ninth Grade, start cultivating Gang Thunder Force, let your Inner Strength carry the Thunder Vigor."

"The Rushing Thunder Step, you can use it occasionally."

"Heavenly Thunder Fist, hehe, you can think about it."

Wang Anfeng was just envisioning the formidable power of this set of martial arts but was mercilessly interrupted by the old man, his emotions destabilized, looking somewhat bewildered at the carefree old man hanging in front of him, he muttered,

"Then why did you create so many martial arts, Li Bo?"

And even talk about them?!

Even describing their effects so clearly...

The elder glanced at him, leisurely took a sip of his drink, and said,

"No reason."

"I just showed them to you for a look."

PS: Today's post is stuck, and the promised long chapter might have to wait until tomorrow. Please pardon me (bows).