In the He Family Manor, every direct descendant's courtyard had an independent basement. This basement was where they practiced their combat skills.
He Yiming opened his own basement. Although it wasn't his first time here, he was still quite excited. This was because this was the first time he came here to practice his combat skills.
He didn't practice it immediately. Instead, he took out the Rolling Stone Fist manual and carefully read through it again. He wanted to make sure that he had memorized all of its contents. After that, he placed the transcribed books in a special iron cabinet.
Taking a few steps back, He Yiming got into a stance and performed the Rolling Stone Fist according to the contents.
His inner strength rushed to his arms. His arms crossed and waved continuously. At the same time, his body swayed according to a certain range. The Rolling Stone Fist wasn't the strongest combat skill in the Gold Attribute Combat Skills. However, it was definitely unique in the Gold Attribute Combat Skills in terms of continuous attacks.
Once he unleashed all of his moves, his entire body would be like a huge boulder rolling forward. Especially when he encountered an enemy, if he could not block this momentum in a short period of time, then the Rolling Stone Fist would become more and more intense, and its power would also become greater and greater until it knocked down the opponent.
There were many moves in the Rolling Stone Fist. However, at the sixth level, he could only practice the first move.
He Yiming performed it in the basement. Sometimes, he would bend his arms and strike forward. Sometimes, his fists would open wide. The entire secret room was filled with the sound of the wind from the fists.
At this moment, he had already focused all of his attention on this set of special combat skills. The inner strength in his body was even more turbulent and surging, like water that had been opened from a sluice gate, gushing out.
"Hu … hu …"
As He Yiming performed this set of moves continuously, the wind from the fists in the secret room became more and more fierce. When the set was finished, He Yiming didn't stop. Instead, he sped up his movements. The combination of the entire set and inner strength had reached a very subtle level. The two complemented each other, making He Yiming feel like a fish in water.
Finally, He Yiming came to a corner of the secret room. Coincidentally, his set was finished once again. He was completely immersed in it. He wanted to continue, but he still punched forward fiercely.
With a loud bang, He Yiming's fist landed heavily on the specially made movable wall of the secret chamber. Instantly, a shallow dent appeared on the wall.
He Yiming suddenly woke up from the Fist Technique Realm as if he had just awakened from a dream. He looked at the dent in front of him, dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that this was his masterpiece.
One had to know that this secret room was specially built by the Manor Head of the He family for his descendants to practice their combat skills. Furthermore, this special movable wall was made of stainless steel. It was definitely incomparably sturdy. It was used by all the descendants to test their inner strength and combat skills.
He Yiming's inner strength cultivation had only just broken through to the sixth level. Even if his inner strength cultivation had reached the peak of the sixth level, he might not be able to leave such a dent in the wall.
He looked at his fist. It was slightly red and swollen. He Yiming frowned slightly. He immediately changed his inner strength to the water-type Ripple Technique. Layers of inner strength flowed through the meridians on his fist. After a while, the red and swollen parts disappeared.
He looked at the depression in front of him again and was secretly shocked. There was only one explanation for someone with Level Six Internal Force to be able to reach this level, and that was a battle technique. Moreover, it was only possible to reach this level when the power of the battle technique was at its peak.
When he thought of this, He Yiming's heart froze.
The Rolling Stone Fist was a metal-elemental combat skill that he had just started learning. Could it be that he had cultivated this combat skill to its peak in such a short period of time?
When normal cultivators came into contact with a combat skill for the first time, they had to carefully analyze and practice it. Only then could they slowly familiarize themselves with it. Furthermore, they had to slowly unleash the power of the combat skill. As time passed, they would finally be able to reach the peak of the combat skill.
However, He Yiming's situation seemed to be a little different. He hesitated for a moment, then flipped open the book that he had copied. He immediately read the description in it.
The peak effect of the sixth level of the Rolling Stone Fist was able to leave a dent in stainless steel.
He Yiming was now certain that he had indeed unleashed the power of this combat skill to its peak.
He touched his nose. His heart was filled with confusion. Could it be that his luck was so good that his physique was actually especially suited for this Rolling Stone Fist?
But even so, this kind of speed was really too terrifying.
After hesitating for a moment, He Yiming finally put down the Rolling Stone Fist combat skill manual that was as heavy as a thousand gold. Instead, he picked up the other Soft Palm combat skill manual.
He Yiming's finger gently stroked the manual as he pondered word by word.
He was certain that he had never come into contact with this manual before. Moreover, he had only been in contact with water elemental internal energy for a mere two days. But for some reason, when he saw the contents of the Soft Palm combat skill manual in his hand, he had a very familiar feeling. It was as if he had already practiced this manual before.
He Yiming's mouth slightly twitched. He was certain that he had not gone crazy. Instead, he had truly understood the contents of this combat skill manual. Moreover, he had clearly understood the essence of this combat skill manual. Although this was only a feeling, this feeling was so strong and real.
With a strange expression, He Yiming put down the manual in his hand. He came to the center of the secret room. The internal energy in his body immediately circulated according to the water elemental technique. His body moved like a ghost.
The Soft Palm and the Rolling Stone Fist were two different types of techniques. One focused on soft defense. Moreover, it had an attack within the defense. In terms of borrowing strength to attack, it had an extremely strong effect. The other one was masculine and heavy. Its moves were definitely more offensive than defensive. When facing an enemy, it could often form a strong aura, making the opponent unable to fully display their strength.
Once He Yiming's Soft Palm was displayed, the entire secret room suddenly reverberated with a strange sound. It was actually like the hiss of a poisonous snake, causing people to tremble with fear. He Yiming's expression was extremely dignified. Although his movements were soft and light, and looked far less powerful than the Rolling Stone Fist, the gradually rising energy in the secret room was not the slightest bit below that of a metal elemental technique.
Suddenly, He Yiming's feet were like wind and fire wheels as he took a few steps forward. In an instant, he had already arrived at the place where he had left the concave mark. His palm lightly pressed out.
There was no sound, but when He Yiming's palm lifted up, there was a similar concave mark beside the original one.
The depth of these two concave marks was almost the same. However, the appearance was somewhat different.
The concave mark created by the Rolling Stone Fist looked a little distorted. In terms of destructive range, it was slightly larger. This was the result of a strong destructive force exploding in an instant. On the other hand, the concave mark created by the Soft Palm was much smoother, but in terms of depth, it was better.
Seeing that the moving wall that was like an iron bastion actually had such a concave imprint, He Yiming's heart was filled with regret. If he had learned any of these two Battle Skill Manuals earlier, then when he met Fox Bear, he would definitely be able to slap that fellow to the point of wanting to die.
This was the power of a battle technique. If he could completely display its power, then even if he challenged someone of a higher level, it would not be impossible.
However, if he remembered correctly, whether it was his father or his third brother, they had both said that the cultivation of a battle technique was not as easy as the cultivation of inner strength. It could even be said to be extremely difficult. Wanting to display the power of a battle technique to its peak was sometimes even more difficult than raising the level of inner strength.
Scratching his head, He Yiming was very confused. Was this called extremely difficult?
After practicing the Soft Palm, He Yiming was already certain of one thing. That was, he had indeed displayed the power of these two battle techniques to their peak.
This was because he had once been to his third brother He Yixuan's secret room and had personally seen his third brother practicing the Soft Palm. He had also seen the concave mark left behind by his third brother on the secret room's wall.
In his opinion, whether it was the process of his third brother practicing the Soft Palm or the concave mark left behind on the wall, it seemed to be inferior to his.
This was not him being arrogant, but rather a very fair evaluation. However, he knew that if this evaluation was made known, then what awaited him would not be good.
This was because he simply could not explain how he was able to cultivate these two battle techniques to their peak in one day. Although he was only at the peak of level six, this was already an amazing result. Moreover, these were two different types of battle techniques. Even if He Yiming was young and ignorant, he knew that the probability of this happening was much lower than him entering the mountain alone and bumping into Fox Bear.
His heart was perturbed. Increasing his strength was indeed a good thing, but this kind of good thing was also an unbearable burden for him.
In his heart, he once had the thought of telling this to his elders, but this thought was dispelled because he clearly knew that the situation with his body was definitely not normal.
He vaguely understood that this change was related to the last fortuitous encounter at the bottom of the lake. Since that day, his performance could no longer be explained by the word 'talent'. If he really had to find a word to describe it, perhaps' monstrous' would be more appropriate.
And this was the real reason why he absolutely did not dare to say it out loud …
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