Chapter 196: Wind God Leg? Watch My Cloud Dispersing Palm! (1/3)

"Boss! Is there any more?!" Song Qingfeng wailed from the side.

"You've been watching for nearly six hours!" Fang Qi rolled his eyes at him. "More? Even if there was, could you even finish it?"

"Uh... true enough!" Song Qingfeng coughed in mild embarrassment.

"The combat style in this *Feng Yun* is truly unique..." Nalan Mingxue murmured, lost in thought. "It possesses both devastating martial techniques—like the Three Elements Return to One—and all sorts of intricate, close-quarters grappling maneuvers."

Beside her, Lanyan agreed, "Indeed. It is far more complex than the way we fight."

"But it is also much more practical." It was common knowledge that during the national examinations, Nalan Mingxue had already begun consciously blending grappling techniques with her martial arts and sword-controlling techniques. "To think that *Feng Yun* had already perfected such a mature combat style long ago..."

In truth, the warriors of this world—at least the lower-ranking ones—grossly neglected the finer details of combat. Only those who reached the heights of Liang Heihu or Nalan Hongwu gradually began to master these nuances.

Yet, most of that mastery was forged through countless battles and self-reflection; rarely did anyone pass these techniques down. This was largely because the vast majority preferred to focus their efforts on cultivating their cultivation bases.

After all, mastering detailed techniques demanded far more time than simply practicing martial arts. With that time, one might as well cultivate martial Qi instead. In this world, reaching the profound depths of martial Qi could extend one's lifespan, even if it paled in comparison to the longevity granted by spiritual Qi.

A legendary martial technique paired with profound martial Qi was enough to handle most situations. It saved time while prolonging life—a combination perfectly suited for the warriors of this realm.

"You say you spend time studying technique? Once my cultivation rises, I will simply crush you with brute force! It is just that unreasonable!"

Such was the philosophy of development among this world's warriors.

Furthermore, they constantly faced the threat of cultivators. It was imperative to raise their cultivation as early as possible to acquire long-range and anti-air capabilities to contest them.

As for techniques and forms, by the time one reached Nalan Hongwu's realm, any weapon could be wielded with effortless grace. Naturally, they wouldn't fall completely behind.

There was a reason why the warriors of this world developed in this manner and slowly grew stronger.

But now, a ready-made and far more perfect system lay right before their eyes. Should they learn it or not?

Nonsense! Of course they would!

Having just finished the first four episodes of *Feng Yun*, the warriors in the internet cafe erupted into a fierce debate.

"This Wind God Kick actually combines footwork, offensive techniques, and forms into one?!" Liang Shi exclaimed in awe. "Learning this single leg technique is practically like learning everything!"

"The Nie Family's Proud Cold Six Duels is no slouch either!" Wu Shan smacked his lips. "I watched carefully just now. It seems to integrate movement, Qi cultivation, blade techniques, and even the manipulation of blade energy! If you master this single blade style, you can dominate your realm without learning anything else!"

"A pity we only saw young Nie Feng use a few moves. The forms aren't fully clear yet!"

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Over on the other side, several elite disciples from the Shengjing and Xiyi Academies were already walking out of the internet cafe's main doors.

"It's a shame our computer time is up. We can't rewind and watch the Wind God Kick a few more times!" Ye Fenghuo said as he walked out, turning to ask, "Senior Brother Ying! How many tenths did you grasp?"

"What tenths?" Ying Zongxuan smiled bitterly. "Chief Xiong taught too fast. Besides, the Wind God Kick is incredibly profound. Even though watching it through this 'computer' grants deeper insights than usual, I've only scratched the surface."

Just then, a chorus of startled cries erupted from the other side of the internet cafe's entrance.

"Oh! That's the Gale in the Grass! The second style of the Wind God Kick!"

A cold, aloof man clad in red martial robes executed a move, his figure surging forward like a whirlwind. It was none other than Li Xueyi, the top ranker of the Heaven House of Shengjing Academy!

Liang Shi and the others quickly ran outside to watch, clicking their tongues in amazement. "He learned it so fast!"

"That man seems to be a genius from Shengjing Academy..." Wu Shan sighed. "We can't compare."

"My goodness!" Another exclamation followed immediately. The Fifth Prince, Ji Yang, displayed a fluid and continuous palm technique that resembled flowing water, somehow managing to block the incoming kick!

"That's the first style of the Cloud Displacing Palm! Flowing Water, Moving Clouds!"

"Over there! Look over there!" Cries of surprise echoed one after another. Fang Qi walked out as well at this time.

Having just finished the drama, these youths were practicing right outside the internet cafe's entrance simply to reinforce their memory of the newly acquired martial arts.

"Boss!" Song Qingfeng called out. "What do you think of my Heavenly Frost Fist combined with grappling techniques?"

With that, he began to practice right before the doors!

"Wind and Frost in the Face!"

"Cold Frost Embracing the Moon!"

He threw punches while shouting out the names of the moves.

"Young Master Song is awesome!" Lin Shao shouted from the side.

"Don't run, take my Wind God Kick!" Xu Luo flew up and launched a kick toward him.

"Wind God Kick? Take my Three Elements Return to One!" Song Qingfeng dropped into a half-squat, gathering his Qi and focusing his mind.

Xu Luo froze for a moment, nearly startled, but then he saw that there was absolutely nothing in front of Song Qingfeng. His face twitched. "Where the hell is your Three Elements Return to One?"

"Behold my forty-meter blade!" Lin Shao joined the fray. "I'll let you run thirty-nine meters first!"

"Get lost! You haven't even learned it, you just know how to shout blindly!"

While the few of them were fooling around, another wave of gasps erupted nearby.

"She's already reached the fifth style of the Cloud Displacing Palm?!"

"Heavens, the sixth style!"

"The seventh style! Chief Xiong only demonstrated it once!"

"Billowing Waves of the Cloud Sea! That's the eighth style!"

"Who is that..."

"The genius of Lingyun Academy, Nalan Mingxue!"

"My god! She changed to a blade style!"

"The Proud Cold Six Duels!"

"The Proud Cold Six Duels could only be seen from young Nie Feng! Nie Renwang's blade work was completely invisible!"

"Too powerful! She actually learned that as well!"

The surrounding crowd not only gasped in surprise but also drew sharp breaths in amazement.

To be able to learn a small portion just by watching others perform was truly a testament to staggering talent!

"Boss, Sister Nalan is quite impressive." Dong Qingli had also run outside by this time to join the spectators.

"Of course." Nalan Mingxue sheathed her blade with a hint of quiet pride. Looking at Fang Qi, she asked, "Boss Fang, care to show us a few moves as well?"

Fang Qi shrugged, making no move to step forward.

"Could it be that Boss Fang didn't learn anything?" Lanyan laughed from the side, taking delight in his perceived misfortune.

"Uh..." Zhang Wanyu seemed to notice as well. "Boss Fang's talent is definitely not as good as Sister Nalan's."

"It's fine," Dong Qingli comforted. "There will always be people in this world whose talent others simply cannot match."

This comfort was worse than no comfort at all.

"Hmm? Why is the boss just standing there?" Quite a few disciples from the Shengjing and Xiyi academies noticed Fang Qi now.

One had to remember that during the national examinations, his sword-riding flight had stunned many.

Could it be that he hadn't learned a single thing this time?

Having bested Fang Qi this once, Nalan Mingxue felt a small sense of triumph, though she didn't let it show on her face.

With a soft huff, she turned and walked back inside the internet cafe.

Fang Qi looked completely dismissive as he waved a single hand, sending a ribbon of blade aura flashing out in an instant. "Relying on talent is impossible. It's impossible to rely on talent in this lifetime. The only way to sustain my cultivation is by having Seniors give me private lessons..."

"Holy crap, a forty-meter long blade?!"

"The boss is amazing!"

"How did he do that!"

"How does the boss learn so fast!"

Nalan Mingxue: "..."

Everyone else witnessing this scene: "..."

Fang Qi's secret was simply to rewind the progress bar after watching it once, and then watch it again, looping it dozens of times like this. Coupled with the fact that his own cultivation had already reached the realm of condensing qi into aura and deploying it at will, wasn't it just...

Fang Qi waved his hand at the crowd and went back to watching Wind and Cloud. After all, he had spent the whole time watching replays and hadn't finished yet!

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