The third level is Vacuum Force. This Vacuum Force is the most difficult. A palm strike unleashes a terrifying shockwave that creates a vortex of power in the air, stripping away the air and creating a momentary vacuum.
Once unleashed, Vacuum Force can easily shatter bones and cause irreparable damage to internal organs, making it an extremely insidious and fearsome technique.
These are the first three levels. While powerful, they are not the essence of Iron Sand Palm. The latter three levels require practice with specialized iron sand, with each level using a different type of sand.
The first type is coarse iron sand. Its sharp edges easily injure the hands. Practicing with it primarily builds the palm's defense and the fourth type of force, Rolling Force.
Once Rolling Force is mastered, one can deflect the blade of a weapon or hand in an instant, rendering the body impervious to blades and spears. If perfected, this Rolling Force can envelop the entire body, achieving a state of all-around hardened physique.
The fifth level practices Fine Hair Force, requiring practice with extremely fine iron sand. At this level, the palm can absorb iron elements, depositing them in the skin. When exerting force, these iron elements are rapidly propelled into the opponent's body like thousands of steel needles, causing immense pain and leaving the victim beyond cure!
The most formidable is the sixth level, practicing Burst Force, which requires practicing with molten iron. Throughout history, only a select few have succeeded.
The latter three levels require time for refinement, and Ye Tian naturally didn't have that luxury, so he only practiced the first three. Even the first three are incredibly potent; mastering them would directly enhance his combat power.
All along, he prioritized cultivation methods over combat techniques. After all, as a physician, his ultimate goal was to heal, not to kill.
He attempted to practice the first level, Shock Force. As his true essence circulated through special meridians, his hand grew warm, and he gently exerted a shock.
"Rumble!"
A thunderous sound echoed in the air. This was the sound of his hand shattering the air, the manifestation of Shock Force, its power astonishing!
After practicing for about ten minutes, he had essentially grasped the nuances of Shock Force and couldn't help but marvel at its immense power.
The practice went smoothly; he got the hang of Shock Force in just half an hour. After another half hour of familiarization, he moved on to the second level.
The speed of his progress was mainly due to his cultivation diagrams. Without them, he would have to dedicate himself to a single meridian, and it would take at least ten days to a month to achieve success.
The second level was also practiced quickly, mastered in another half an hour. It was only when he reached the third level that he began to feel some difficulty; Vacuum Force was clearly more complex.
By lunchtime, he had also mastered Vacuum Force. Afterward, he practiced the three forces in combination several times.
It had to be said that physicians were more ruthless and precise when striking. He knew precisely which were vital points, which blood vessels were not to be touched, and which nerves were most sensitive. Combined with the terrifying Iron Sand Palm, a mere light strike could inflict excruciating pain and fundamental damage.
After practicing for over an hour in the afternoon, he, along with Yang Shoucheng and Yue Qingning, headed to Wangjiang Tower.
Wangjiang Tower boasted over a century of history and an ancient, elegant charm. Even in the previous dynasty, martial arts grandees favored this place to settle their grievances. Now, over a hundred years later, the grudges persisted. Da Feng Novel Network.
The third floor of Wangjiang Tower offered a large space. From the windows, one could see the rolling river, from which the tower derived its name.
Upon Ye Tian's arrival, he saw a thin, dark-faced middle-aged man seated there, accompanied by seven or eight individuals. Not far away sat an old man.
Ye Tian's gaze was fixed entirely on the old man, not leaving him. The old man was in his fifties, his face etched with wrinkles, seemingly weathered by hardship. He held a pipe, puffing on it with a "pa pa" sound.
The thin, dark-faced middle-aged man stood up and said with a forced smile, "Fragrance Master Yue!"
Yue Qingning replied, "Liu Jinhai, let's dispense with the pleasantries. As agreed, whoever's man wins becomes the hall master. The loser will have to live with their tail between their legs from now on."
Liu Jinhai chuckled, "Fragrance Master Yue is direct!"
He then turned to the old man who was smoking and said, "Mr. An, I'll trouble you!"
This Mr. An stepped forward a few paces. His gaze met Ye Tian's. Instantly, a divine spark flashed in both their eyes, and they each extended a hand, gently clasping them together.