"Song Yan, how is it going with Nine-dan Breathing Method?" Zhao Fengyang asked.
Song Yan didn't know how to respond. With the help of his ring system, he had reached the perfect state of Nine-dan Breathing Method.
Seeing Song's reaction, Zhao Fengyang thought he was being embarrassed because he hadn't developed Inner Force. "Don't worry. It is extremely difficult to develop Inner Force. I used three months to develop Inner Force before."
Zhao Xiaoyu echoed, "I was worse than Fengyang. I used three and a half months. Take it easy. You will develop Inner Force sooner or later."
Song was amused by their comfort and explained, "I've actually developed Inner Force actually."
"What?"
"How's that possible?"
Brother and sister exclaimed with one voice, staring unbelievably at Song.
"Are you telling the truth?" she asked. Obviously, she couldn't believe what she heard.
Song nodded.
Song's confirmation was a heavy blow to her. She had spent three and a half months in developing Inner Force, and she used to flatter herself as a genius.
How long did Song Yan spend in developing Inner Force?
Within 2 days!
She had taught him Nine-dan Breathing Method the day before yesterday! What a cultivation freak Song Yan was!
Zhao Fengyang was also shocked, but he calmed down quickly. "Song Yan, hit me with Inner Force. Let me see what level of Inner Force you are at," he said with a pair of bright eyes.
"I don't think that is appropriate," Song answered in a euphemistic way. He could tell from the previous fight with Zhao that he was stronger than Zhao. He was afraid that he might hurt Zhao.
Zhao seemed to have got his point. "Just attack me with Inner Force. Don't use your body strength," he said.
"All right." Song had to agree with him.
Each of them reached out a fist against each other.
"Be careful!" Song reminded Zhao.
"Come on!" Zhao answered confidently. He had practiced Nine-dan Breathing Method for more than twenty years and reached the advanced state.
The Inner Force in Song's cores coursed through his meridians to his fist. He only used 70 percent of his Inner Force.
After feeling Song's Inner Force, Zhao's confident smile vanished. He was startled as Song's Inner Force was much stronger than he had thought. He tried to used his Inner Force to resist, but it was too late.
Bang!
Zhao was sent flying backwards with a yelp and hit the wall.
"Mr. Zhao!"
"Brother!"
Song Yan and Zhao Xiaoyu ran towards him and helped him to his feet.
"Song Yan, what's wrong with you? My brother told you not to use your body strength!" she blamed.
"Xiaoyu, it's not his fault. I was being careless," Zhao explained for him. "I thought he was at the entry level, but I was wrong. If I'm right, he has reached the perfect state. What a gifted cultivator he is!"
"What? I can't believe it!" she cried out again.
Ignoring his sister, Zhao Fengyang stared at Song and asked, "Am I right?" He could tell that Song's Inner Force was of the same kind with his. That was why he didn't doubt that Song had practices other Inner Force Arts before.
Song nodded again.
"Have you ever practiced other Inner Force Arts?" Zhao Fengyang wanted to double check with Song.
"No!" Song shook his head.
Zhao Fengyang sighed with profound resignation. "Damn it! You reached the perfect state of Inner Force just within 2 days, but I reached the advanced state in more than twenty years. What a fool I am!"
Song went blank on hearing his words.