Chapter 6 Powerful Fighter

The neighbors saw everything, and they were shocked. When William came back, he saw their neighbors praying to their spruce tree, muttering under their breaths. William continued his mother’s treatment that night and had her finish her medicine before he would let her go to sleep. Tia had retired for the night. William wondered what she was doing, but he didn’t bother asking. Instead, he went to his sister’s room. Mia was doing her homework. She had always been a smart student. She was always in the top twenty at Halivaara High. She’s a lot better than I was. Noticing her brother, Mia pouted. “Don’t look at me, William. You’re disrupting my zen.” William smiled. “I know a massage technique that can make you smarter. Do you want to try?” Mia’s eyes went wide. “Is that a joke?” “I have never lied to you.” William extended his hands. “Come on, I need a guinea pig.” “Wait, you’ve never tried this on anyone else? I’m not doing it!” refused Mia. However, her resistance only lasted for a while. Eventually, William got his way with her. It was a serious massage, however. With his Qi, he would break through the little blockades in Mia’s brain. This technique could only be used with the third eye, or there might be serious consequences. He wasn’t lying. Breaking through all the meridians’ blockades could make Mia smarter and faster. William adored his sister, and now that he had power, he wanted to help her with her studies. With her smarts and my skills, she’s going to be top of the state in the SATs. Mia thought William was kidding at first, but a moment later, she felt her mind getting clearer and sharper, and she felt warm and refreshed. “Whoa. Where did you learn this, William?” she asked in surprise. “I can’t tell. Keep this a secret.” “My lips are sealed. Not even Mom’s going to find out.” Half an hour later, William let go of her head. “Do you want to test it out?” “Time to examine the results, I see.” Mia took a foreign language reference book and tried to memorize a random page. Most people would take hours just to memorize one page, and Miain the pastneeded at least an hour. Yet, this time, she practically memorized everything after she read it twice, and she could remember every single word after she skimmed through it thrice. “Jesus Christ, this is amazing.” She took a physics book and read through it. To her pleasant surprise, all the questions that used to drive her mad were understandable now, and she could solve most of them. I am shocked. This is incredible. Unbeknownst to her, William was drenched in sweat and looking fatigued. William patted her head. “Study hard. I’ll come back tomorrow for another session. Soon, you’ll be the smartest girl on earth.” He went back to his room and circulated his Qi around his body to heal himself. At about 1.00PM, William opened his eyes and went out to the yard. He leaped over the wall easily and landed as quietly as a cat. Then, he sped to Evergreen Park like a bolt of lightning. The park was located in the east, and it took up about a hundred acres of land. It was one of the favorite places of Halivaarians. In fact, Halivaara was a nice place. There was no one in the park. It was one in the morning, after all. William popped out of nowhere like a phantom and started practicing one of the fist techniques he gained from the pendantHoly Fist of the Five Dragons. Practicing this technique always caused a ruckus, necessitating William to find a desolate place, or he might wake the neighbors. At its core, the Holy Fist relied on the five dragons residing in William’s body. The spine was the main dragon, and the limbs were the branch dragons. Once all the dragons manifested in his body, he would gain ultimate power. William’s training had gone on for almost two years, and his main dragon had formed. Every time he moved or turned around, it felt like a dragon itself was lashing out. Now, he was trying to manifest the dragons in his arms. If he could do that, he could freely control his arms to a degree most people couldn’t imagine. He would also gain even more power. The dragonsafter a year of practicewere almost manifested. All William needed was one final push. Like a dragon, his arms lashed ahead. They swung and slammed and punched and lashed around. William moved his fingers around as well. This training alone took more than three hours. He only came to a stop when dawn was breaking. Steam was billowing from his skin, power flowing through his meridians. A pillar of steam was jutting out from the top of his head. Slowly, he stood up and calmed his strength down. Time to go back. Just then, an old man and a young lady showed up. The old man was wearing a silver training shirt and a pair of canvas shoes. He was in his sixties, had no beard, and looked energetic. Standing beside him was a girl in her late teens. She was slender, and beautiful, had long legs, and was wearing a bright purple training shirt. Noticing someone in the pavilion, the pair turned to the other pavilion on the left. There was a clearing there, making it perfect for exercise. William took a look and ignored them. He went back to cooling down. It was the perfect chance to refine his energy, especially after a training session. His energy was moving rapidly after all. Half an hour later, more old people showed up. William had finished cooling down, and he was ready to go home. On his way down, he noticed the girl from earlier practicing a gentle palm technique. Her palms were fair and lovely. William wanted to touch them for some reason, but he stopped and observed the girl closely. One look, and he knew this technique wasn’t supposed to be used this way. “That kind of energy hurts the user as well. This is foolish training.” He shook his head. Deciding to mind his own business, he continued going down the staircase. However, the old man heard William’s mutterings. He knows? He looked at Matthew. “Lad, a minute of your time?” William stopped. He heard me. Well, I suppose I can teach them a little about this technique. The old man grabbed the girl and approached William. “You mentioned this technique’s energy hurting the user, correct? Do you have any way of solving that matter?” William nodded. “Yeah, and it’s easy. The technique is primarily using Yin energy, but she hasn’t mastered the right way to practice, and it’s hurting her lungs. If she keeps this up, she’s going to die. Really soon.” The girl flew into a rage. “What are you talking about? I’m not going to die, and my lungs are certainly perfectly healthy!” She’s rash. William shrugged. “Okay. Forget I said anything.” Then, he descended the hill. The old man wanted to stop him, but after some thought, he shook his head and said nothing. The girl hissed, “That arrogant, ignorant fool.” The old man smiled. “Gwen, you really need to change the way you speak to people. Not everyone takes to a straightforward approach nicely.” The girl harrumphed. “I don’t care what he thinks of me.” The old man shook his head. Just when he was about to go back to their pavilion, he noticed something on the ground, and he could no longer turn his gaze away. Curious, the girl asked, “What is it?” Rivulets of sweat poured from the old man’s forehead. He muttered, “He’s powerful. Really powerful.”

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