Ten days later.
Pansen's martial arts gym.
Disciple training ground.
From time to time, crisp explosions could be heard.
It sounded like someone was setting off fireworks.
In the training ground, Alan was practicing.
Ever since his promotion to a Level 1 Warlock ten days ago, Alan had shocked his mentor!
At first, Pansen couldn't understand how this disciple of average aptitude could improve so ridiculously fast!
After just over six months of training, he had already advanced from a senior apprentice to a Level 1 Warlock. Even with the aid of a magic stone, Alan's progress was too fast!
Later, after his daughter's reminder, he suddenly realized the truth!
Alan was only fourteen, his bloodline hadn't yet been finalized.
In rare cases, it's possible for potential to explode and aptitude to evolve!
So, Pansen performed another bloodline test on Alan.
As expected, this kid's aptitude had unknowingly evolved from average to superior!
Pantheon was overjoyed, and his expectations for Allen grew even higher.
As promised, he would teach this student, who always managed to surprise him, the sect's last powerful tier 1 martial art.
This martial art was the "Exploding Palm" that Allen was currently practicing!
A strong herbal aroma filled the air in the training hall.
Alan had completed the first phase of his training this morning.
Shirtless, he sat on a bench.
Resting, he applied medicinal oil to his hands.
Exploding Palm was different from Bone-Piercing Force and Finger-Snapping Wave.
Practicing recklessly would inevitably harm one's health!
Alan had only just begun to master this martial art.
At most, after seven consecutive palm strikes, his fingers were red and swollen.
Like five carrots.
Continuing with an injury in this state could easily lead to disability. This is no joke!
The correct approach is to stop first.
Apply the martial arts gym's specially formulated medicated oil to both hands.
Rest for at least an hour.
After the pain and swelling subside, resume training.
However, Allen's approach is slightly different.
He improved the gym's medicated oil.
Added two herbs and refined the brewing process.
The new medicated oil is even more effective in promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis!
Apply to the swollen area, and the swelling will subside in ten minutes.
This way, Allen can squeeze in more time for practice.
Seeing that the swelling in his fingers has mostly subsided, Allen stood up and walked over to a large pot.
The pot, one meter in diameter, was half filled with roasted iron sand.
There were also a dozen or so chestnuts.
Alan extended his palms. His fingers clasped together like knives. He took a deep breath and thrust them fiercely into the scalding iron sand! Swish! Swish! Swish! Alan's palms flew.
He slowly poked the iron sand in the wok, occasionally turning the chestnuts, as if he were cooking.
His movements couldn't be too fast.
Otherwise, his palms wouldn't be in contact with the iron sand for too short a time, negating the training effect.
This is how a pair of ruthless iron hands are forged.
And this is just the basics of "Exploding Palm." Using his bare palms as a spatula, he stir-fried the hot iron sand for half an hour.
Until all the chestnuts in the wok burst, revealing the golden kernels and emitting a roasted aroma.
Only then did Allen withdraw his hands.
At this point, his palms, battered by the heat and the iron sand, were once again red and swollen.
Alan picked up the chestnuts with his bare hands.
He gently rubbed them together, breaking the shells and leaving the flesh behind, and casually tossed them into his mouth.
Home-roasted chestnuts are so sweet!
After eating the chestnuts, he applied medicated oil.
After his hands had subsided, Allen began the third phase of training.
This time, the real action was in!
Next to the iron wok stood a stone tablet.
To be precise, it was a tombstone.
Alan bought them wholesale from the funeral home for a hundred yuan.
When the shopkeeper heard they were buying so many, and that they didn't need to engrave the deceased's name or date of birth, he knew immediately.
This must be a student at Pansen's martial arts school, buying them as a training tool.
The shop owner had extensive experience in this area.
He told Alan that tombstones come in three grades: Marble. Granite. Corundum.
The harder the stone, the more expensive it is. If expressed numerically, the harder the stone, the higher the hardness.
Marble's hardness is approximately 3-4 degrees. Granite's hardness can reach 7 degrees.
Among common stones, corundum is the hardest, with a hardness of 9.
Even harder than corundum are gemstones like diamond, which are unlikely to be used as tombstones.
These three types of stone correspond precisely to different stages of the "Exploding Palm" technique.
For beginners, marble is sufficient. For those with minor mastery, granite is suitable.
For those reaching mastery, corundum is essential! At this stage, Alan must use marble. Even if I bought a hundred tombstones, it might not be enough!
Stretching his wrists.
Alan walked to a tombstone.
Standing firm in his horse stance.
He silently drew 4 points of magic power and poured them into his palms.
He placed his palms flat on the cold tombstone.
The magic power transformed into violent energy, blasting through his palms into the stone tablet, vibrating at a high frequency!
Large, radiating cracks quickly appeared on the surface of the stone tablet, right next to his palms.
"Iron Palm Breaks the Stone!"
Alan exhaled and shouted, unleashing all his strength.
"Shatter it!"
Bang!
As if responding to his cry,
The marble tablet shattered instantly!
Granite dust flew everywhere!
...
Level 1 Martial Technique, Explosive Palm.
Consuming 4 points of magic power, he concentrated his palm power on a single point, creating a violent explosion and a "shatter" effect!
…
In the martial arts hall, the dust slowly settled.
Alan looked down at his palm.
It was only slightly red, with no signs of swelling.
On the stone tablet opposite him, only half remained, sticking to the ground.
The upper half had been shattered by his palms.
Alan squatted on the ground, examining the broken pieces.
Some were large, some small.
Some were as big as fists, some as small as beans.
Overall, they were a mixed bag.
"My palm skills are far from perfect!"
Alan sighed.
With one palm strike, the marble tablet was shattered into dust.
Only by reaching this standard could the "Exploding Palm" be considered a minor accomplishment.
Only then could he switch to the granite tablets for training.
His current level was only just beginning.
Of course, objectively speaking, achieving this level in ten days was already quite impressive.
However, Allen had high expectations for himself.
Based on his current progress, smashing all one hundred marble tablets and achieving minor mastery in palm techniques shouldn't be a problem.
One tablet a day in the morning, one tablet in the afternoon...
Alan calculated that it would take another forty-plus days before he could switch to the granite tablets for training.
After that, his improvement would become increasingly slower.
After all, martial arts training always progresses from the basics to the advanced, easy to learn but difficult to master.
Just as he was lost in thought, a long-lost system notification suddenly crossed his mind.
Beep—
"Do you want to spend two potential points to fuse 'Bone-Piercing Strength' and 'Explosive Palm' to attempt to deduce a new martial art?"