Your skills are excellent, and now I have them too.

Chapter 63 The Shape of Qi

[Tangible Qi Lv2: Slightly shapes the body with Qi. Mastered, 100% utilization, 0% side effects]

Lu Zhao walked along the road, studying the special skills he had just acquired.

Upon seeing the instructions, his heart skipped a beat, and a vague guess formed in his mind.

Don't be fooled by the simple instructions and restrained descriptions; the so-called shaping may seem pointless, but it's actually quite the opposite.

He stopped walking and squatted down on the curb, drawing in his inner energy to begin his cultivation.

First, focus on stimulating the flow of energy. Once the energy is circulating in the meridians, then use the tangible energy.

In an instant, Lu Zhao sensed the shape of the energy.

Previously, even with his heightened senses, he could only detect the precise location of that energy within his body, thus establishing a more efficient meridian pathway.

But now, he could even clearly perceive the shape of that ball of energy, like a cloud drifting through his meridians.

This ability is not just about feeling; it can also subtly shape the body.

Lu Zhao carefully infused his thoughts into the cloud-like energy, and then it expanded.

Swish!

The breath was expanded, like a deflated balloon being filled with air, and stuck to the walls of the meridians.

At this moment, as he continued to guide the flow of his energy, a sharp pain shot through his entire meridian system, completely different from his usual cultivation. It felt like he was having a painless gastroscopy, and he even felt a little nauseous.

Endure the suffering!

The discomfort immediately subsided by more than half.

Lu Zhao spent half an hour practicing a round, and his overall Iron Body Realm cultivation level increased by 1%.

This doesn't mean he'll improve by 1% every half hour from now on, but his cultivation speed has increased significantly in the meridian system.

"Not bad, not bad. Although I haven't found anyone to practice martial arts with yet, this unexpected gain is still pretty good."

After he finished his attempt, he asked around for directions to the training ground and then headed there.

So,

As he walked, he muttered to himself, "Fu Xixi is just a sorcerer's apprentice, not a real sorcerer. The reason she was able to become an apprentice is probably related to tangible energy..."

He developed a rapid-thinking mindset.

"If internal energy can be shaped within the body, then it can also be shaped outside the body. However, I cannot release internal energy externally yet; I need to verify this later."

Before a martial artist reaches the Flowing Qi Realm after cultivating to the point of Steel Bones, they cannot naturally release their internal energy.

Exceptions include special techniques like the "Silent Wind" and "Golden Finger," which can force lower-level martial artists to release their internal energy, but only when making a move.

"So, is releasing one's energy and then shaping it a prerequisite for becoming a sorcerer? Not necessarily, but it definitely helps."

Rapid thinking allows countless possibilities to surge through the mind at lightning speed.

Suddenly, he remembered a detail: when Old Ji was demonstrating the 1,300, he conjured up a knife from the corner of the wall out of thin air.

Could it be that telekinesis is a sorcerer's ability?

It's very likely, because both Zhou Changsheng and Xin Li are at a high level, yet they have never demonstrated similar abilities, since they are not sorcerers.

Even some typical Qi practitioners, who can breathe fire, change their faces, or even create clones, cannot control external objects with their Qi, while sorcerers can.

"So, can we understand that materializing external energy is a necessary condition for becoming a sorcerer?"

Normally, when a martial artist releases their energy, it doesn't form a physical form. Otherwise, if they created something like a battle qi armor, the anti-phantom body attack effect of Xu Feng Chang Ji would be completely useless.

"Perhaps not every sorcerer can do it, after all, there are many categories of sorcery, such as divination, alchemy, array drawing, and feng shui, all of which are within the scope of a sorcerer's business."

Lu Zhao thought to himself that he had already obtained tangible Qi, and perhaps he would have a real chance to become a sorcerer in the future.

Suddenly, a clear, cold voice came from the side.

"Hello there."

They greeted me very politely.

Lu Zhao turned around and saw Shen Xianke standing by the roadside, looking at him, holding a sword that was thinner than the standard-issue saber.

"Oh, hello!" he replied.

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"I was just looking for you."

He walked over naturally and expressed his desire to spar with her.

After listening, Shen Xianke agreed without hesitation: "Come with me."

Before long, Lu Zhao arrived at a training ground that was the same size as the large platoon of new recruits outside, and met the chubby Fang Ziran and another girl.

He glanced around; the huge training ground was quite empty, with other people training, but not many overall.

Because many veterans, although not highly skilled, have practiced martial arts for a long time and their strength is already quite fixed, so they don't train every day. The kind of self-discipline that Dong Yijian has is extremely rare.

"Hey Lu, what are you doing here? I'm not afraid of you today!" Fang Ziran said, hands on his hips, his tone fierce but his voice weak.

Lu Zhao laughed: "Alright then, let's have a match."

Fang Ziran frowned and retreated behind Shen Xianke, his arrogance from when he was testing martial arts skills long gone.

"Big sister, you go first."

Among the eight, Shen Xianke is the strongest from every angle.

"I'll go first!"

Another girl who hadn't said a word spoke up.

When Lu Zhao looked at her, he saw pigtails and small eyes filled with deep-seated hatred, as if he had killed her driftwood.

"Well, let's just determine who's better, not who's dead or alive, shall we?"

The girl with pigtails snorted coldly and didn't reply.

Seeing this, Lu Zhao frowned and retreated behind Shen Xianke.

"What's wrong with her?"

Fang Ziran made a sarcastic remark: "You stole someone else's spot, aren't you just stirring up trouble?"

It turned out to be the case.

"My friend, you can't get stuck on this. We competed fairly, and you have to accept the outcome. If you didn't get a top ranking, it's because you weren't as skilled as others. You should accept it gracefully and face life with a smile."

Lu Zhao said this while hiding behind Shen Xianke.

Then the girl opposite her let out a scream and ran away crying.

"..."

Lu Zhao scratched the back of his head: "No, is it really that fragile?"

Fang Ziran said dismissively, "They were spoiled by their family since they were little."

"Then why send her on this expedition?" Lu Zhao asked. "Couldn't we have arranged for someone else or something?"

Fang Ziran rolled her eyes: "Are you looking for death? The expedition order is an imperial decree."

Shen Xianke said, "I'll go take a look."

After saying that, she went to chase after the girl who had run away.

As a result, only Lu Zhao and Fang Ziran remained in the vicinity for a time.

"....."

"Hey chubby, come practice!"

Why should I train with you?

"It's just a friendly sparring session, don't you guys practice regularly?"

"I'll just practice with Sister Shen."

Fang Ziran, hands on his hips, said, "Besides, you score higher than me on the machine, but real combat is a different story. I told you, I'll beat you when we go down for the duel."

"Go down?"

Lu Zhao asked, "Where to?"

"Don't you know that? When assigning personnel, we need to land in Vientiane Continent, where many military guards are gathered. That's how they can select people."

"I see."

This is information that even Murong Can was unaware of.

Lu Zhao thought that if he could get out of bed, he would have a chance to send a message home.

If Gu Yong knew that he had already earned military merit, he would definitely be happy to convert it into a position after his demobilization. Zhang Shuhua would be glad that he was unharmed and had no limbs. Gu Jianing would angrily mutter that there was no 782 yuan hidden in the bottom drawer of the desk.