Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1346 - 600: Sparring (Part 2)

Upon uttering those words, Guo Yuxin swiftly extended her hand, latching onto Fang Yu’s sleeve.

"Hey, Bald Pigeon! You were absolutely incredible last night! Please, pretty please, teach me martial arts!"

My dear, with only 10 points of blood level, practicing martial arts would be utterly futile for you.

If true dedication to martial arts was within you, you would have long surpassed that meager 10-point blood level.

Furthermore... if you can’t even defeat Second Sister, it’s abundantly clear you lack the aptitude for martial arts...

Guo Yuxin continued to tug at Fang Yu’s sleeve, a persistent action that significantly irked him. He found himself wondering how Monk Quan Heng managed to tolerate such a bothersome individual.

Just then, the door of the adjoining room let out a soft creak as it swung open.

Out emerged the prominent bald head of Monk Quan Heng.

Witnessing Fang Yu and Guo Yuxin engaged in their tug-of-war, Quan Heng paused for a moment, appearing momentarily stunned, before bringing his palms together in a customary greeting.

"Officer Diao, you are up quite early today."

"The day’s plans are best made with the morning’s clarity," replied Fang Yu.

Fang Yu swiftly disentangled himself from Guo Yuxin’s grip and offered Monk Quan Heng a warm greeting.

"Master Quan Heng, you arrive at the perfect moment! I’ve recently had some novel insights concerning martial arts and would greatly appreciate your guidance, Master Quan Heng!"

Monk Quan Heng’s gaze, almost involuntarily, swept over Fang Yu, casting a concerned glance at the indignant Guo Yuxin, who stood behind Fang Yu with her hands on her hips and cheeks puffed out, before he redirected his attention.

"I would not dare claim it as guidance; let us consider it mutual improvement and practice."

"Practice! Practice it is!"

Fang Yu, unconcerned with the precise terminology, was simply eager to engage in the activity.

His primary objective was to ascertain the effectiveness of his golden finger, followed by an assessment of Monk Quan Heng’s capabilities, and perhaps to inquire about any potential believers.

"Annoying Bald Pigeon!"

Fang Yu expressed his surprise.

Odd, she speaks with a degree of normalcy when she’s angry, doesn't she?

What exactly is she angry about? It's truly perplexing...

As Fang Yu watched Guo Yuxin retreat into the room, slamming the door with considerable force, he hesitated.

"Master, perhaps you should offer her some comfort?"

"Benefactor Guo possesses a straightforward nature. Allow her some solitude; her anger will naturally dissipate," Monk Quan Heng responded calmly.

A rather remarkable capacity for self-regulation...

Putting the matter aside, Fang Yu turned his attention back to Monk Quan Heng with newfound seriousness.

"Master, I have devised a new technique and wish to test its potency. I implore you to defend with your utmost strength so that I may discern the limits of this move."

Monk Quan Heng clasped his hands together once more and nodded assent.

"Very well, Officer Diao. Proceed with your attack, and I shall defend with all my might."

Despite his assurances, Fang Yu observed Monk Quan Heng, who showed no visible signs of preparing to defend.

"Master, should you not now invoke the power of your believers?"

Master Quan Heng appeared momentarily taken aback by the request.

He summons the spiritual power with a speed that far surpasses that of ordinary believers.

This exceptional trait emerged after the nature of his spirit shield underwent a transformation, granting him a mobilization speed exceeding other believers and a level of control vastly superior to those within the same cultivation realm.

Consequently, Monk Quan Heng typically modulated his exertion dynamically, reacting to his opponent's actions rather than immediately activating his believers' powers. However, since Fang Yu specifically requested it, Monk Quan Heng naturally assumed a defensive stance.

*Bang.*

A faint, blood-colored vapor emanated from Quan Heng’s form, coalescing and hovering around him. He then slowly ascended about ten centimeters off the ground.

Effectively, he gained ten centimeters in height, placing him in a position to look down upon Fang Yu.

However, Fang Yu noted that Quan Heng’s blood level was only at 1000, sparking a degree of concern.

"Master Quan Heng, the technique I employ is quite formidable. Please do not hold back your strength. Should anything untoward happen, I would feel genuinely distressed."

Quan Heng let out a laugh.

"Officer Diao, you worry excessively. While this blood qi appears thin, penetrating it presents no simple task. Go ahead and try."

With his assurance given, Fang Yu ceased his words.

He took a single step forward and delivered a palm strike!

*Bang!*

It felt as though he had struck a solid concrete wall. The impact sent a slight ache through his own hand, yet Monk Quan Heng remained unmoving. The blood-colored vapor surrounding him showed no alteration, no disturbance whatsoever.

Most critically, the 1000 blood level meter hovering above Monk Quan Heng’s head registered no change.

This distinction is the fundamental difference between a believer and a martial artist.

Without breaching the spirit shield, any harm inflicted upon the physical body will never decrease the blood level.

Conversely, the spirit shield serves as the effective blood level indicator for believers.

"As expected, it is quite robust! Very well, Master Quan Heng, kindly be prepared!"

With these words, Fang Yu’s finger began to emit a golden luminescence as he thrust it forward!

The Golden Finger!!!

*Buzz!!!*

The brilliant golden radiance nearly engulfed Fang Yu’s entire finger.

Even though Monk Quan Heng had anticipated the move, a subtle shift flickered across his expression.

The blood-colored vapor around him seemed to instantly receive a command, flowing rapidly forward like a shoal of tadpoles converging at the forefront.

The very next moment...

Bang!!!

The visible crimson steam violently jolted!

An intense impact rocked the blood-colored mist.

Its fearsome piercing power zeroed in on the crimson mist, as if aiming to shatter an ethereal yet solid barrier!

If one could zoom in thousands of times, the internal structure would appear to be fracturing, with fissures rapidly spreading, only to be instantly mended and reinforced by more crimson steam, making it whole again in a flash.

Bang!!

With a loud report, the power of the golden finger was fully unleashed.

Step, step, step!

Simultaneously, Monk Quan Heng retreated three paces, regaining his balance.

His expression held surprise, mixed with a touch of thoughtful consideration.

As he raised his head once more, he offered his assessment.

"Remarkably potent."

"Remarkably potent," was it...

Fang Yu displayed a trace of melancholy.

If it couldn't breach the crimson mist, how formidable could this golden finger truly be?

Should the Yuan Demon Body be activated, the might of Tree Opening would undoubtedly eclipse the golden finger.

Yet, Fang Yu's expectations for the golden finger had not reached this very apex.

At its current tier, this particular offensive maneuver was considered one of his ace-in-the-hole cards during regular engagements.

Upon ascending to the Yuan Demon Body realm, its significance would diminish considerably, transitioning from a trump card to merely a potent ability.

With the Yuan Demon Body, plus Tree Opening, Four Arms, and a dual Tree Opening capability, all would stand as overwhelmingly powerful trump cards, far surpassing the likes of the Golden Finger.

"A bit unrefined; keep practicing. This technique demands dedication."

Monk Quan Heng conveyed, his tone either intended as comfort or genuine encouragement.

Considering Monk Quan Heng's typical demeanor and his present look, sincerity seemed the more probable intent.

After all, the golden finger, in its current state, represented merely one enhanced digit.

Once Ding Hui perfected the process, and when the necessary materials were procured for complete bodily bone reinforcement, then with every single strike, the presence of a golden finger-level enhancement would make a truly significant difference.

Fang Yu immediately grasped that Monk Quan Heng was alluding to a promising future, and it wasn't just a platitude.

Furthermore, this was Monk Quan Heng!

Achieving an outcome that compelled him to step back several paces purely through standard combat prowess was no small feat.

After all, to match Monk Quan Heng's battle power, one needed to begin with the Kaiyuan Demon Body.

With hands clasped together, Fang Yu spoke: "Thank you, Master Quan Heng, for your invaluable guidance. Beyond this technique, I also wish to inquire about the believers."

Quan Heng appeared somewhat perplexed.

"Officer Diao, why this sudden curiosity regarding believers?"

"To comprehend oneself and one's adversary ensures victory in every battle."

Fang Yu offered a smile and continued: "During my travels, I've occasionally crossed paths with believers. Not all of them possess benevolent intentions. If I could gain a deeper understanding of believers, it might aid me in defending against them more effectively."

So that's the reason.

Monk Quan Heng gave a slight nod.

Believers were simply a distinct category of martial artists, devoid of any inherent connection to morality, be it good or evil.

If one were to encounter malevolent believers, possessing a more profound insight into their combat methodologies would indeed prove immensely beneficial.

Moreover, to the best of his knowledge, the majority of martial artists had a limited grasp of believers' tactical approaches, making them quite susceptible to being caught unprepared.

"Amitabha, since it pertains to self-preservation, this humble monk shall endeavor his utmost to shed light on the matter for Officer Diao. Please, do not hesitate to ask whatever you wish to know."

Monk Quan Heng stated with utmost seriousness.

From the moment Fang Yu had come to know Monk Quan Heng, this individual had consistently maintained such a formal and humorless disposition.

The very idea of such a person agreeing to permit someone like Guo Yuxin to shadow him constantly sparked a peculiar curiosity within Fang Yu, though he chose not to probe any deeper.