Chapter 1

Kaiyuan 9819, December 26th, Xing City People's Hospital, inpatient department.

Snow-white walls, the familiar smell of disinfectant.

An Qisheng leaned against the hospital bed, seemingly playing with his phone, but in reality, he was intently staring at the panel in his field of vision:

An Qisheng]

Skills: Bajiquan (47%), Liuhe Spear (42%), Sanhuang Paoquan, Dragon-Tiger Capturing Hand (5%), Gu Men Xinyi Quan (1%), Dragon's Roar Iron Body (0%), Hentian Fist (0%), Iron Palm (2%)....]

Condition: Increasingly Weak (Terminal Illness), Baodan Level Force State (10%)]

An Qisheng gained a lot from his trip to the martial arts hall.

Especially after sensing Wang Honglin's state, his understanding underwent a tremendous change.

And with the change in his understanding, this ability of his also changed.

What Wang Honglin knew, such as Bajiquan, Liuhe Spear, Dragon-Tiger Capturing Hand and other boxing techniques, showed percentages; what he didn't know, such as Sanhuang Paoquan, the language of the eagles, chemistry, and Sanhuang Paoquan, had no comparison.

Although this percentage didn't directly improve his abilities, it gave him an intuitive understanding of the gap between his boxing skills and Wang Honglin's grandmaster level, as well as his own progress.

One day, if he reached one hundred percent, it would mean that he had reached the realm of the Bajiquan master Wang Honglin from three hundred years ago.

Most importantly, there was that Baodan Force State.

That was the gap between him and the perfect, leak-proof Baodan realm, and it was currently the only thing useful to him.

After sensing Wang Honglin's state again, and reaching ten percent mastery of the Baodan state, he seemed to be able to slightly suppress the loss of nutrition absorption.

Perhaps it was far from healing, but at least he wouldn't get weaker and weaker despite eating more.

This gave him a glimmer of hope for recovery.

"Perhaps, my illness is due to this ability?"

An Qisheng thought to himself, as his perspective changed:

Characters Mastered: Tan Jingshan (One Hour), Wang Honglin (Ten Minutes)]

Using the ability required consuming mental and physical energy. After numerous attempts, An Qisheng concluded that he could only sense for a limited time each day.

Among them, he could experience the little Taoist priest for an hour, and Wang Honglin for only ten minutes.

If he exceeded this time, his mental and physical strength would be completely depleted.

Knock, knock~

A series of knocks on the door interrupted An Qisheng's thoughts.

"Instructor An, Student An."

Looking up, it was Wang Anfeng and Li Yan.

"It's Mr. Wang and Mr. Li. You shouldn't have brought anything with you."

An Jianzhong, who was resting by the bed, stood up and smiled as he took the things from the two of them.

"Student An, we meet again."

Wang Anfeng looked at An Qisheng and smiled, "I'm also a student at Xuanjing University. In a way, you should call me senior."

"Hello, Senior Wang."

An Qisheng also smiled.

Although he was admitted to Xuanjing University, the only time he went was to complete the leave of absence procedures.

Now that his illness had a solution, he no longer had the desire to go to school.

"We're going back to Modu this afternoon, so we came to see you."

Li Yan closed the door to the ward casually.

"Is there something else?"

An Jianzhong brought over a stool and let the two sit down. Hearing this, his heart skipped a beat: Could it be that the Beggar Taoist Society was going to retaliate?

"Instructor An, don't misunderstand."

Li Yan saw his concerns and waved his hand, "Although the Beggar Taoist Society is dangerous, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly in Da Xuan. Besides, even if they wanted to retaliate, they would come to our Martial Arts General Hall."

"Then what do you two mean?"

An Jianzhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"To be honest, I originally wanted to invite Student An to join the Martial Arts General Hall, but later, after learning that Student An had a serious illness, I gave up."

Li Yan said, hesitating a bit.

Wang Anfeng looked at Li Yan, his expression somewhat anxious.

"Senior Wang, if you have something to say, just say it."

An Qisheng glanced at Wang Anfeng and spoke directly.

"I..."

Wang Anfeng looked at Li Yan, somewhat hesitant.

"An Qisheng told you to say it, so just say it. This is your Wang family's business, it's better for you to explain it clearly yourself."

Li Yan pushed Wang Anfeng.

"Junior An, it's like this."

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:

"We watched the surveillance footage of the martial arts hall afterward, and saw your fight with that thug. You used Bajiquan, right!"

"Hm?"

An Qisheng was slightly startled and looked at Wang Anfeng, "You..."

"The exhibition stand you stood in front of was that of my Wang family's ancestor. My ancestor was an abandoned infant adopted by Grandmaster Wang Honglin. Later, for some reason, the Wang family lost the essence of Bajiquan. I don't know where Student An learned Bajiquan from?"

Wang Anfeng let out a long breath; he had been holding these words in for a long time.

Even in today's Da Xuan, there were many boxing techniques that could rival Bajiquan. For the Wang family, the symbolic meaning of Bajiquan was greater than its practical significance.

But if he could retrieve the lost Bajiquan, it would be a great achievement.

"I was careless..."

Hearing Wang Anfeng's words, An Qisheng's first thought was that he had been too careless.

He had originally never heard of Bajiquan in Da Xuan. The Beggar Taoist Society's people came quickly, and he had to use his most proficient Bajiquan to fight them.

He didn't expect to be discovered by the Wang family.

I need to be more careful in the future...

"Junior An."

Seeing that An Qisheng didn't speak, Wang Anfeng became anxious.

Li Yan noticed An Qisheng's hesitation, patted Wang Anfeng on the shoulder, and said, "Student An doesn't need to worry. My Da Xuan doesn't have any prejudice against different schools. No matter where you learned Bajiquan, no one will cause you trouble. Anfeng and I came this time just to ask you to pass this set of boxing techniques to Anfeng..."

"I can trade things for it."

Wang Anfeng said immediately after.

An Qisheng glanced at An Jianzhong, who was sitting on the side peeling an apple. The latter nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

Only then did he nod and say:

"I can teach you Bajiquan, but I have to wait until my injuries heal, and I also have requirements."

A complete set of boxing techniques includes striking methods, training methods, nourishing methods, performing methods, and various routines.

For example, Bajiquan is further divided into Big Stance, Small Stance, and Liuhe Spear. Further subdivided, there are Bajiquan Stance, Six Great Openings, Eight Great Moves, Six Elbow Strikes, Spring and Autumn Saber, Liuhe Spear, Eight Staff Heads, Pure Yang Nine Palace Sword, and other routines.

It's definitely not something that can be taught just by saying a few words. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a thing as boxing techniques being lost.

"That's definitely no problem."

Wang Anfeng was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

He looked like he would agree to any request, which made Li Yan frown.

"What are Student An's requirements?"

Li Yan was very cautious.

Before he came, he had already thoroughly investigated An Qisheng's information, so he definitely didn't dare to underestimate this junior who was two years younger than him.

This Student An had been very opinionated since he was a child, had a talent for practicing boxing, had entered Ming Jin very early, and studied very well, getting into Xuanjing University.

And he had a very keen business sense. Ninety percent of the An family's current wealth was his idea.

From his perspective, he could definitely be considered a dragon among men.

A dragon among men with a terminal illness, his requirements couldn't possibly be low.

An Qisheng glanced at the two of them:

"I heard that the military has a different training method than civilians..."

Hearing the word "military," Li Yan's heart skipped a beat.