Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 451 Three Yang Stance Exercise (Part 1)

Zhong Han is indeed a gentle person who is easy to talk to and likes to consider others.

On the other hand, she is also a decisive, resolute, and strong-willed senior disciple of Jiuquyuan.

Just like her mother.

Gentle as water, resolute as iron.

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Jingming Town, the Inspectorate.

"Haven't you all eaten enough? Smash it harder!"

On the scorching sun-drenched training ground in the backyard, Han Yi's angry shout suddenly rang out. He was shirtless, his muscles bulging like small hills, making him look like a bronze-cast Arhat under the sunlight.

Beside him stood a dozen burly men, led by Qu Qiao, each wielding a massive iron hammer, panting heavily and sweating profusely.

With a roar from Han Yi, the burly men gritted their teeth and had no choice but to muster their strength again, raise their iron hammers high, and smash them down on all parts of Han Yi's body.

Thud! Thud thud! Thud thud thud!

The hard, massive hammerhead relentlessly pounded against Han Yi's side arm, shoulder, and even the muscles in his chest and abdomen.

However, nothing works.

The heavy, enormous impact only caused a tremor in Han Yi's muscles, like ripples in water, as the force quickly dispersed throughout his body and disappeared completely.

Han Yi was shirtless, his muscles gleaming faintly in the sunlight, and he showed no sign of moving.

This is the accompanying ointment for the Sanyang Zhuang Gong exercise, "Red Snake Ointment." Under the impact of the force, the medicinal power quickly penetrates the skin and reaches the muscles, bones, and fascia.

On his body, tendons like steel cables twisted and emerged, connecting his entire body and distributing the force of all external blunt weapon strikes.

This is the external manifestation of the initial stage of Sanyang Zhuang Gong practice. Sanyang Zhuang Gong acts as a connecting carrier, connecting all the scattered muscles, bones, and skin membranes throughout the body to form a net-like structure.

In this way, it is extremely effective against external attacks, especially when it comes to blunt force protection.

"Okay, continue." Han Yi opened his mouth wide and grinned menacingly.

"Master Han... let's go rest first, then, then we'll bring another group of people..." Qu Qiao was also exhausted, slumped over, and said with a wry smile. He pointed to the burly man on the side of the training ground, who was completely dizzy from exhaustion.

"Huh? You're going to rest already? It's only been a short while. Is this the so-called strongman of your Xuanwu Hall?!" Han Yi's tone became increasingly dissatisfied.

“No, brother…” Qu Qiao quickly explained.

"Hmm?" Han Yi hummed softly.

"Master, Master Han!" Qu Qiao quickly realized his mistake and immediately corrected himself, "Master Han, it's not just that you have extraordinary skills and a strong physique; these are all well-known and powerful figures in the hall. Why don't you go and inquire about them, Master..."

"Alright, alright, take a break. We'll send a different group next time." Han Yi interrupted him, clearly annoyed.

Qu Qiao dared not object and quickly left with his gang of followers.

"Sanyang Zhuang Gong" is an external martial art that uses external force to temper oneself and increase the body's resistance to blunt weapons. It is also a fundamental part of his path of cultivating both internal and external strength.

Since he cultivated the "Iron Armor Skill" to the peak of the third level of perfection, he has been working hard to cultivate the Three Yang Stance Skill for several months now.

By applying the irritating "Red Snake Ointment" externally, along with the ancient yet effective method of external force, he cultivated the Three Yang Stance Technique to the peak of the second level in just this short period of time. He was only a little bit away from successfully reaching the third level of perfection.

Unfortunately, even at such a short distance, it was found that ordinary external stimulation seemed to have lost its effect.

Or rather, his physical strength has now increased to a certain level. A heavy hammer blow that would cause extensive damage to other martial artists would feel to him like being poked with a chopstick.

If external forces are ineffective and the body shows no reaction, then naturally, the Three Yang Stance Technique will not make any progress. 'It seems that simply relying on external forces and arduous practice will not be effective. Ultimately, I must rely on myself.'

Han Yi let the pretty maid who had been waiting for a long time dress him, while he squinted his eyes and thought.

Well, it's time to use up all the yin energy we've accumulated over this long period.

He stood quietly, motionless.

It took two beautiful maids quite a while to tiptoe and smooth out the wrinkles in his robes on the back.

Now, as he cultivates both his inner and outer strength, especially by simultaneously practicing various external and hard martial arts, his body is becoming increasingly tall and imposing due to the combined effects of these external skills.

His height alone must be close to two meters.

Even when the maids stood on tiptoe, they could only reach about chin level in front of him.

Han Yi had no choice but to tidy his appearance a little more before striding towards the dining hall. Inside, the steward Yang Du had already instructed the chef to prepare a large pot of nourishing soup, with tiger bones, bull penis, ginseng, and various other ingredients known for their tonic effects floating and sinking in the bubbling white broth.

On the dining table, a variety of steaming, fragrant foods were laid out: cold giant green beef salad, Qionghua fish sashimi, black spear pork tenderloin... all of which were highly nutritious monster meat.

As Han Yi's physique changed, his appetite also increased.

Only now, as an inspector in charge of local power, and with the support of Tao Qingtang's large amount of gold notes, can he easily afford his current food intake.

"The dishes today look pretty good," Han Yi said, looking at the food in front of him and starting to eat.

"Master Han, how's the food?" Yang Du quickly asked Han Yi for his opinion. "Not bad, but the flavor is a bit bland." Han Yi picked up a piece of crystal-clear Qionghua fish sashimi with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. It was fresh and tender, but it didn't have much flavor.

“I’ll talk to the chef next time and ask him to make improvements,” Yang Du quickly replied.

"Hmm." Han Yi nodded and quickly swept through the area like a whirlwind.

After finishing the dishes on the table, he drank three large bowls of soup in one go.

The bowls are all about the size of a human head, large bowls with brightly colored fish and floral patterns on both sides for serving soup.

The soup in the large pot was quickly emptied, with two-thirds of it gone, revealing the ingredients that had been simmering inside.

Han Yi didn't hold back either. He picked up his chopsticks and casually scooped out the tiger bones, ginseng, and other highly nutritious ingredients, stuffing them all into his mouth to chew.

The bones were stewed until tender and infused with the sweetness of ginseng, while the broth was savory, rich, and incredibly refreshing.

After eating the equivalent of dozens of ordinary people's meals, Han Yi patted his belly with satisfaction and got up to stretch.