inspire-indiana Chapter 64 A tiger enters the heart, a single glance lasts a lifetime!
Chapter 64 A tiger enters the heart, a single glance lasts a lifetime!
Upon hearing this, Lu Cheng was slightly taken aback, then smiled bitterly to himself.
His skills were all acquired through system infusion and his own haphazard practice; he had no idea about the principle of gradual progress.
He genuinely didn't know that, in normal martial arts training, intention precedes physical strength.
Just when the situation was getting a little awkward.
Li Sanye, who had been standing silently to the side, suddenly stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting to President Liu and Old Master Hou.
"Esteemed seniors, may I have a word with you in private?"
Master Li looked mysterious, even a little nervous.
President Liu and Old Master Hou exchanged a glance. Although puzzled, they still got up and followed Third Master Li behind the screen.
"What's going on? What kind of person is Lu Cheng?" Old Master Hou asked in a low voice.
After weighing his options repeatedly, Li Sanye glanced back at Lu Cheng, who was calmly sipping his tea, but ultimately didn't dare to voice his suspicion that Lu Cheng had a Grandmaster of the Core Formation behind him.
You should know that the Grandmaster of the Elixir of Immortality intended to conceal this matter. If you were to speak of it, wouldn't you be asking for trouble for nothing?
Then he lowered his voice and spoke in a tone that only the three of them could hear.
"Gentlemen, to be honest..."
"This Master Lu... must be a true genius, or rather... a prodigy that we mortals cannot comprehend."
"I slept with him at Fengzeyuan."
"The hidden energy within him was frighteningly pure and boundless, like a mighty river!"
"But that energy... was definitely chaotic, it lacked a leader."
Li Sanye swallowed hard, his eyes filled with horror.
"In other words... he first cultivated this earth-shattering perception ability, and first developed this hidden strength that is capable of splitting stone tablets."
"Then, I turned around and wanted to make up for this lesson in 'meaning'!"
"What?!"
President Liu and Old Master Hou both gasped in shock, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
President Liu's tentative grab of Lu Cheng's wrist was short-lived; he withdrew his grip after a brief touch.
In the martial arts world, it is impolite to rashly pry into someone's background, and it is naturally far less respectful than when Lu Cheng took the initiative to let Master Li investigate without reservation.
"First break through to internal energy, then return to cultivate intention?!"
Grandpa Hou nearly dropped the walnuts in his hand; his beard was trembling.
"This...how is this possible?"
"Without the guidance of intention, how can qi and blood be circulated? How can the meridians be unblocked? Isn't he afraid of going into qi deviation and exploding to death?"
"This is simply... this is defying the heavens!"
"But he actually succeeded."
Master Li smiled bitterly.
"Not only did he succeed, he also trained to the point where he could dodge bullets."
"Seniors, even if you search through all the history books of our martial arts world, you won't find another person like him."
Behind the screen, there was a deathly silence.
The three figures, who were once so powerful in the martial arts world of Beiping, looked at each other in bewilderment, with only two words in their minds.
monster.
This Lu Cheng is a complete monster!
After a long while.
President Liu took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
When he looked at the young figure outside the screen again, the expression in his eyes had completely changed.
If before it was about admiration and trying to win them over.
So now, it's shock, it's awe at seeing an "unknown creature".
"It seems... we underestimated him."
President Liu sighed.
"Since this is an unprecedented genius, ordinary methods will definitely not work."
"No wonder he looked down on ordinary paintings and insisted on borrowing the most ferocious one, the 'White Tiger Carrying a Corpse' painting."
"Only such a ferocious creature is worthy of such a heaven-defying physical body!"
The three returned to their seats.
This time, President Liu's attitude towards Lu Cheng was more cautious, even a little apprehensive.
"Brother Lu."
President Liu sat down, looking at Lu Cheng with a complicated expression.
"Brother, I've practiced boxing my whole life, but today I've really seen something amazing."
"Since your approach is different from ours, then we were mistaken."
"This painting..."
President Liu stood up and walked to a shrine in the inner room.
"This painting is eerie."
"Hidden within the painting is a 'biao' that has become a spirit. It's a vicious monster that eats people."
"I have practiced Xingyi for thirty years, and I only dare to take a look from three feet away at noon when the yang energy is at its peak."
"But given your situation, perhaps... this is your opportunity."
"But let's be clear from the start, if you see something bad, don't blame me for not warning you."
Lu Cheng smiled, stood up, and walked to the shrine.
"President Liu, as you said yourself, I'm an opera singer."
"What opera singers have in abundance is this 'spirit'."
"I've played both the Overlord and the Monkey King."
"I also want to see whether the tiger in the painting is fiercer, or the 'monkey' in my heart is wilder!"
That's a statement that exudes domineering power.
President Liu and Old Master Hou exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.
This kid really doesn't know how to write the word "fear"!
"good!"
President Liu is also a decisive person.
"Since Brother Lu has such courage, then I'll do you a favor."
As he spoke, President Liu took out a long sandalwood box from the shrine.
There was a yellowed seal on the box.
Even before it was opened, a chilling aura had already spread out.
The temperature inside the room seemed to drop several degrees instantly.
Standing behind, Third Master Li and Huo Ziping instinctively shuddered and took two steps back.
Lu Cheng took a step forward.
His eyes instantly became incredibly deep.
Deep within his pupils, a golden line quietly lit up.
[Sharp Eyes], fully activated!
"open!"
President Liu gave a low shout, flicked his finger, and the seal broke.
The reel slowly unrolled.
"Splash—"
It felt as if a gust of wind and snow from the depths of Changbai Mountain was hitting us.
That's not a painting.
That's... hell!
The moment the scroll unfolds.
The entire inner hall seemed to be instantly pulled into a world of ice and snow.
There was no extra background, only a desolate, white snowfield that inspired despair.
On the snow-covered plains.
A colossal beast, entirely white except for a scarlet mark on its forehead, slowly turned its head.
It had a black bear in its mouth, whose neck had just been bitten off and was still dripping blood.
The black bear's eyes still held the extreme terror it felt before death.
But the most terrifying thing was the eyes of that "biao" (a mythical beast).
Those are not the eyes of a wild animal.
Those were the eyes of a god—cold, arrogant, and disdainful of all things!
It just stared quietly at the people outside the painting.
It seems to be saying...
You are also the prey.
"hiss--!"
Standing behind, Li Sanye and Huo Ziping only glanced at it before feeling a "buzz" in their heads, as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer. Their faces turned deathly pale, and they staggered back several steps before collapsing to the ground.
I was sweating profusely!
"What a vicious beast!!"
Even a seasoned veteran like Old Master Hou was breathing heavily and had to look away, not daring to meet those tiger-like eyes directly.
Only Lu Cheng.
He stood before the painting, motionless.
His pupils shone with a brilliant golden light.
【Sharp Eyes】Not only can they see through illusions, but they can also... see directly into the source!
To the average person, this is a painting, but also an ominous image.
But in Lu Cheng's eyes, this was intentional!
It was that dying grandmaster who, with all his life's martial arts intent, his resentment, and his despair and resistance in the face of extreme cold, shattered and sealed them in those tiger eyes.
"roar--!!!"
A deafening roar suddenly echoed in Lu Cheng's mind.
That white tiger is alive!
It dropped the black bear from its mouth, leaped out of the painting, and, amidst a blizzard and the stench of blood, opened its gaping maw and pounced straight at Lu Cheng's soul.
This is a battle on a spiritual level!
If Lu Cheng loses his composure, he will instantly become an idiot.
But Lu Cheng did not dodge.
He is laughing.
In the depths of that sea of consciousness, amidst the swirling snow.
A figure clad in golden armor, wielding an iron rod, and exuding an untamed aura slowly emerged.
That was the Monkey King he played in "Havoc in Heaven"!
"You beast."
"You dare to act tough in front of me, Old Sun?"
Lu Cheng's mind transformed into that Monkey King.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, raising the iron bar in his hand and smashing it down hard on the huge tiger's head!
"Get down...!"
This blow carried the obsession of Lu Cheng from his two lifetimes.
With his indomitable spirit that rose from the bottom.
He carried with him the domineering spirit he displayed when he speared the cart at Guanghe Tower.
boom--!!!
Within the sea of consciousness, wind and snow exploded.
The arrogant Bai Biao was actually knocked to the ground by this blow!
It let out a mournful cry, and its originally fierce eyes turned into fear, into... submission.
Followed by.
It transformed into a pure white stream of light and instantly entered Lu Cheng's "mind".
The real world.
Lu Cheng's body jolted violently.
He closed his eyes.
Two lines of clear tears streamed down her cheeks.
It's not sadness.
That was a physiological reaction to being struck by that immense force of thought.
"Brother Lu?"
President Liu looked at Lu Cheng, who was motionless, and his heart was pounding. He was about to reach out and pat him.
Sudden.
Lu Cheng opened his eyes.
Swish!
It was as if a sharp flash of light struck the room.
Those once gentle eyes had now become one vertical and one horizontal!
In the dim light, the crowd seemed to see a white tiger phantom behind him, slowly turning its head and coldly gazing at the world.
That's... the intent of the fist!
The essence of boxing!
"Snap!"
Without warning, several fine cracks appeared on the blue bricks beneath Lu Cheng's feet.
Those were the internal and external forces that were originally fighting each other, but at this moment, they had a commander and a soul.
They no longer conflict, but blend together perfectly.
It transformed into a hidden force that was both as fierce as thunder and as gentle as water!
"call……"
Lu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
The breath he exhaled carried a faint, fishy odor, causing ripples to spread across the tea on the table.
He turned around and bowed deeply to President Liu.
"Thank you for your help, Brother Liu."
"This painting..."
Lu Cheng glanced at the painting.
The painting was still the same, but the gleam in the tiger's eyes seemed to have dimmed somewhat.
That was "absorbed" by Lu Cheng.
"I have already taken half of the true meaning from this painting."
"In the future, it will no longer be a ferocious creature, and anyone with a little self-control can observe it."
President Liu was stunned.
It was sucked away?
Has it absorbed hundreds of years of heritage?
What the hell is that monster?!
But as the head of the organization, he quickly realized what was happening.
Although the painting has lost its original charm, it has become a treasure that can be passed down, which is actually a good thing for the martial arts club.
"Good! Good! Good!"
President Liu said "good" three times in a row, his hands trembling with excitement.
"Brother Lu is indeed a genius."
Old Master Hou, who had been silent the whole time, was now completely convinced.
He stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lu Cheng, and his tone no longer held the contempt he had shown before.