Chapter 6: Tyrant Dragon Fist

  Ziyan was over thirty years old, but her skin was crystal clear and spotless, looking like she was only twenty-five or six years old. As a master-level alchemist, she had a unique set of methods for maintaining her youth, and there wasn't the slightest hint of her being over thirty.

  "What's this little guy looking at? Let me take a look." Zi Yan reached out and took the scroll from Xie Ao Yu's hand.

  It's unclear whether it was Zi Yan's speed or Xie Ao Yu's distraction, but Xie Ao Yu didn't even have time to react before the scroll had already been taken by Zi Yan.

  "It's a fighting technique." Xie Ao Yu knew he couldn't hide it anymore and could only tell the truth.

  "Overlord Fist?" Ziyan exclaimed softly, a look of shock flashing across her face, "This is the legendary Overlord Fist, and it's actually with you."

  Xie Ao Yu listened to Zi Yan's words and seemed to have heard of the Baolong Fist, so he asked: "Master, do you know the origin of this Baolong Fist?"

  "It's not just hearsay." Zi Yan handed the scroll back to Xie Ao Yu, and then said discontentedly, "Oh, right, I'm warning you again, don't call me Master, call me sister. Honestly, aren't you afraid of making me old? I'm more afraid of being made old by you!"

  "That master... oh, sister, tell me about the origins of the Overlord Dragon Fist. I've read many books that mention it, but none of them talk about its origins." Xie Ao Yu hastily changed his words under Zi Yan's piercing gaze.

  Zi Yan let out a soft sigh and patted Xie Ao Yu's head, saying somewhat despondently, "Alas, I'm old. Can't compare to you young people anymore."

  "Sister is so beautiful, others will think she's just over 10 years old." Xie Ao Yu flattered.

  Ziyan stretched out her jade-like fingers and poked Xie Ao Yu's nose, "You, are just a smooth talker." She tucked away the stray hairs in front of her forehead, "As for this Overlord Fist, it truly has a reputation that shakes the heavens. It was created by Ye Chaofeng, the unrivaled martial artist who was known as the number one master under the stars a thousand years ago."

  "Hiss..."

  Xie Ao Yu took in a sharp breath of cool air.

  He had seen the Dragon Fist in many books, especially the admiration for the Dragon Fist, but never mentioned its origin. I thought it was shocking, but I didn't expect it to be this shocking.

  Ye Chaofeng, the number one master of a thousand years ago.

  What is most worth mentioning about this person is not that he was the number one master, undefeated in battle against a hundred tribes, sweeping away all opposition from all directions, but rather his contributions to the art of combat.

  Ye Chaofeng is a martial arts maniac.

  Because nowadays, about fifty percent of the martial arts circulating throughout the continent are related to or created by him.

  It is said that he was born with a fondness for researching martial arts, creating martial arts, and in his lifetime created no less than 8,000 martial arts, nearly half of which are considered top-level martial arts. Moreover, countless people have extended new martial arts from these martial arts.

  "The Tyrant Dragon Fist is a martial art created by Ye Chaofeng in his later years. I'm sure you're aware of what that means - it's the culmination of his life's work. When it was discovered in the Xuan Du Mountains ten years ago, it caused a huge stir. Everyone on the continent focused their attention there, and countless experts gathered. There were even rumors that several top-tier experts went to seize it, but in the end, the Tyrant Dragon Fist vanished without a trace. No one knows whether it was stolen or destroyed." She glanced at the scroll in Xie Ao Yu's hand, "I didn't expect it would end up with your father. It makes sense, though - he once practiced the 'Mysterious Hand' technique to collect martial arts for the sake of expanding the Xie family. He must have used that technique to obtain this."

  "How did you know?" Xie Ao Yu asked in surprise.

  That clever trick was Xie Qian's secret, not even the clan leader Xie Lian knew about it, only his son Xie Ao Yu knew, in order to prevent others from coming to cause trouble.

  Ziyan smiled slightly and he didn't answer, instead laughing: "Do you think I would rescue your father and not stop for three years?"

  "Haha, I think it's because my old man is too charming." Xie Ao Yu said with a sly smile.

  "Big deal." Zi Yan tapped Xie Ao Yu's head with a bit of annoyance, "You're so arrogant just because your father is my benefactor. Back then, I was ambushed and in a critical situation, but fortunately your father arrived just in time. He actually discovered that the person who ambushed me had a high-level martial skill and wanted to steal it, but ended up saving me instead."

  Xie Ao Yu said, "That must be because Sister Zi Yan is too beautiful, so she was ambushed." She glanced at Zi Yan's chest, which was as upright as a mountain peak, with a slender waist that couldn't be grasped, plump buttocks, and long, slender legs. "This figure, any man would find it hard to resist, it's very normal."

  "And you?" Ziyan's beautiful eyes, which seemed to be filled with a hint of springtime charm, fluttered with a flirtatious glance.

  It was originally like casting a flirtatious glance, this action immediately made Xie Ao Yu feel a fierce flame burning in his heart, and he actually had a strong reaction.

  "Ah, well, let's just have Sister take a look at it for Father." Xie Ao Yu hastily changed the subject.

  Ziyan glanced at Xie Ao Yu's crotch and chuckled: "The little guy seems to have grown up."

  This made Xie Ao Yu even more embarrassed, fortunately he found that Zi Yan's beautiful eyes were very clear and didn't have any other meaning, so he felt relieved, but at the same time his heart was a little disappointed.

  Ziyan began to examine Xie Qian's body, saying in her mouth: "The tyrant dragon fist is just a kind of fighting skill, but it is the essence of Ye Chaofeng's life. It's not easy to understand, you can't be impatient for quick success and instant benefit. Also, don't tell anyone about this, otherwise, the Xie family might perish because of it."

  "Uh-huh, I know." Xie Ao Yu said.

  After the examination, Zi Yan smiled and said: "Your father's body has not changed much. I'll leave you some medicine. You apply it to his Dan Tian position every day as usual, and I guarantee that his Qi will not dissipate."

  "Thank you, sister." Xie Ao Yu took over the medicine.

  Xie Qian's body had been normal all along, just in a coma, and the aura had signs of dispersing. Over the years, Zi Yan had been using medicine to maintain the aura and not let it disperse, while researching ways to rescue and treat him.

  "Hehe, why be polite with your sister? Besides, this is repayment for your sister." Ziyan smiled and patted Xie AoYu's head before turning to leave.

  Seeing off Ziyan, Xie Aoyu once again studied the Badaoquan Fist. This time he was more careful and closed the door to prevent anyone from entering easily.

  Xie Ao Yu had never practiced any martial arts before, but he knew a bit about many of them. After careful study, he found that the Overlord Fist seemed to be one martial art, but in fact it was several, or even dozens of powerful martial arts combined. It's really difficult to cultivate.

  Moreover, the prerequisite for practicing the Overlord Dragon Fist is that one must have reached a high-level lower rank.

  For Xie Ao Yu, who has just possessed the Dou Qi, there is still a considerable distance. The Dou Qi levels are primary, intermediate, advanced, Ling, Teng, Yun, transformation, earth, rainbow, sacred, and heavenly king, each level is divided into lower, middle, and upper positions.

  Xie Ao Yu has not yet cultivated to the lower level of elementary grade.

  But the emergence of Dou Qi made him confident.

  Watching the tyrannical dragon fist, Xie Ao Yu who had originally planned to return and rest was once again filled with energy. He stood up and walked out, "Xiao Bai, let's go, continue training!"

  Waiting for him to leave the room, a figure flashed in the corner, and Ziyuan's figure appeared.

  She looked at Xie Ao Yu, muttering to herself: "This little guy actually refined his Qi, almost fooled me. Strange, his physical problem can't even be solved by me, who helped him?" Then she shook her head and said, "Forget it, I'll just prepare for the duel with Butterfly Fairy You Lan Ruo."