Li Haomiao frowned in disdain as Xu Yunfan extended his palm in front of him, his fingers still stained with blood.
"What about the Bronze Body Kung Fu?"
The Bronze Body Kung Fu isn't just a horizontal training technique. After mastering it, he naturally realized that it was missing a hammer technique.
Li Haomiao suddenly realized, glanced around, and nodded. "There's indeed a hammer technique I haven't taught you. I didn't have a place to go back then. I'll teach you when I find one."
After Fang Mushan dispatched the last soldier, unable to hold on any longer and fleeing, he sighed, holding his blood-stained spear. He bent down and closed the eyes of the soldier before him, whose face was wide-eyed and filled with fear.
"You were good soldiers, but it's a shame you've become abandoned pawns at the hands of others. Don't blame me."
Fang Mushan's expression was slightly bleak. He looked around at the twenty-nine elite soldiers lying in a mess on the ground, their blood already staining the ground red.
After calming down, he looked at Xu Yunfan with a slightly complicated expression. The scene of him and Yang Gan's fierce exchange of blows had been visually striking.
Both of them practiced horizontal training, and their attacks were extremely reckless, with almost no thought of defending except for vital points.
On the battlefield, charging into the enemy lines in full armor, the consequences were predictable.
"No wonder my father said that those who practiced horizontal training were often fierce generals."
Xu Yunfan felt a little frustrated as Fang Mushan stared at him.
"A grown man, could you please stop staring at me for so long?"
Fang Mushan snorted, then twirled the spear in his hand, his expression serious.
"I want to fight you."
Xu Yunfan raised an eyebrow, looking at Fang Mushan with some surprise. This man was so arrogant and proud, he actually said such a thing.
Li Haomiao said from the side, "Don't underestimate yourself. You've mastered the skin, making you a martial artist. That Fang family kid has only mastered the tendons."
The implicit meaning was clear: Fang Mushan was nothing to Xu Yunfan now.
Fang Mushan snorted coldly, glancing at Li Haomiao.
"I won't bother with you even if you're disabled. I want to see just how powerful a True Blood cultivator truly is."
Li Haomiao's face darkened as he goaded Xu Yunfan.
"Go, smash his mouth. Then I'll teach you a breathtaking, magical skill that will maximize the use of your True Blood. If the mystical powers of the world manifest in this world, perhaps you can even pursue that Extreme Dao." Xu
Yunfan was no match for being used as a pawn.
"Alright, we can't stay here any longer. If we want to fight, wait until it's safe. There might be pursuers. If one of the Outer Three Combinations shows up, we're all doomed."
The others fell silent.
After dispatching Yang Gan and his group, the two and a half men didn't stop. After gathering their necessary tools and weapons, they braved the freezing wind and continued on for nearly sixty miles. Along the way, Xu Yunfan and Fang Mushan tried their best to conceal their tracks.
Along the way, Li Haomiao whispered the complete techniques of the Bronze Body Art.
He had already taught Xu Yunfan the entire training method, though the fighting method remained unknown.
"The full name of the Bronze Body Art is the Red Fiber Copper Body Cloak Hammer. It consists of the Red Fiber Cloak Hammer, the Bronze Body Art, and the horizontal hammer technique. It's considered a superior martial art in the Great Zhou arsenal."
"As the saying goes, the red silk dances, the copper body protects, the cloak wards off enemies, and the hammer strikes with shock..."
Li Haomiao meticulously explained the Red Fiber Copper Body Cloak Hammer's fighting style. Fang Mushan, standing in front of them, also showed great character and deliberately stepped forward to keep a distance, a look of disdain on his face.
"You have heard the complete explanation of the Red Fiber Copper Body Cloak Hammer. Your Bronze Body Art has been transformed into the Red Fiber Copper Body Cloak Hammer."
"Your martial arts have been completed. You've finally understood the contradictions you previously faced, and suddenly, a sudden enlightenment has occurred. Your proficiency with the Red Copper Cloak Hammer has improved."
"..."
After a long conversation, Li Haomiao exhaled on Xu Yunfan's back, unhooked the water bag with his remaining arm, and took a sip. Then he said, "Your body is as strong as copper, your hammer is as fierce as red silk, and your cloak unleashes its might. You'll achieve both offense and defense. If you can perfect this hammer technique, the golden skin will naturally emerge. It's
okay if you can't remember it right now; we'll discuss it later."
Xu Yunfan remained silent. With the help of the attribute panel, he had already mastered the Red Copper Cloak Hammer technique perfectly, concentrating his thoughts on it.
While horizontal training is difficult to master, achieving great perfection in skin training will naturally lead to the discovery of perfect golden skin.
However, Li Haomiao had one more thing to say: Golden Skin and Jade Veins, Vermillion Blood and Silver Marrow, Yin-Yang Treasure Robe, and Circulating Qi.
These four realms are only rarely achieved in the world, let alone in this era when secret powers are less visible.
At the twilight of dawn, they finally found a sheltered cave and found a family of three, a blind bear, hibernating.
Fang Mushan immediately slaughtered the entire family with his spear in hand, his expression slightly excited. "These two bears, one large and one small, will keep us comfortable for a few days."
After cleaning the cave, gathering firewood, washing the bear meat with snow, and roasting it over the campfire, Fang Mushan glanced at Li Haomiao, who, as usual, leaned in the corner, looking relaxed.
"Prince Yan? Li Haomiao?"
Li Haomiao raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on his face, his face ferociously etched by three hideous scars.
"I didn't expect you to recognize me. I still remember holding you when you were a toddler."
Fang Mushan's face felt slightly uneasy, remembering his earlier taunts, but then he asked eagerly.
"How's my father?"
Xu Yunfan, who was practicing his cloak hammer with a broadsword nearby, couldn't help but hear his ears.
"General Fang Wen, the Auxiliary State"—the title sounded very impressive. Although he didn't want to be involved in these imperial circles, he could still hear some gossip.
Li Haomiao comforted him, "Don't worry. Your father is a pillar of the army. If anything happens to him, that vixen will definitely be unable to maintain her position. At least the soldiers at the border will be the first to object. Besides your father, there are also generals like Hu Lei, Long Yun, and Lei Wenfeng. If that vixen dares to touch your father, she won't be able to hold on to the throne either. She'll have to win him over. As for why you're in Ningguta,"
Xu Yunfan casually said, "I'm afraid it's your father's expediency for the Great Zhou."
Li Haomiao praised him, "I underestimated you. I thought you couldn't think of such things."
Xu Yunfan didn't bother to pay attention to the self-satisfied person and turned aside to continue practicing his cloak hammer.
"Is this how you practice?"
Li Haomiao glanced at him and was about to look away when his eyes suddenly became fixed on him, a look of surprise on his face.
He had only discussed this with Xu Yunfan once, and they hadn't even practiced the fighting style.
Xu Yunfan played so well?!
Li Haomiao was shocked, but his face remained calm as he nodded slightly: "It seems you have good talent."
"Oh, more than good, if you were in Yujing..."
(End of this chapter)