My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

In the mine, Yu Liao's eyes were filled with ferocity as he shielded his junior brothers and sisters.

His eyes were fixed on Hong San, who was carrying a lamp and leisurely entering everyone's field of vision.

Not far away, a junior brother groaned with blood all over his face. He was dragged to the ground by Hong San, leaving a deep and bright red trail of blood.

"Hong San, let go of Junior Brother Liu, or else I'll make you pay for it!" Yu Liao looked at Hong San, who was approaching him, and retreated.

"Such big words." Hong san's expression was calm as he squinted at Yu Liao. "I remember you. At the beginning of this year, I defeated you with ten moves."

Yu Liao's face turned red at the blatant humiliation. However, he still didn't dare to act rashly and risk his life to fight Hong San.

That was because the difference between him and Hong San was like the difference between a third refinement martial artist and a second refinement martial artist.

He wanted to stall for time. When the other apprentice brothers discovered this place and gathered over, they would use their advantage in numbers to force Hong San to retreat.

As for escaping… He had a chance to escape, but the first refinement disciples behind him would fall into Hong san's evil claws.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

After fifteen seconds, the reinforcements had arrived. However, they were not from the Changshan Dojo, but Hong San's subordinates.

Although there were only three or four of them, they were enough to stall Yu Liao and give Hong San space to kill.

They blocked off Yu Liao and his team's escape route from two different intersections.

"Fang Tong, you will be the sword's edge and charge out from the left. I will block Hong San from the back." Yu Liao said in a low voice.

"Senior Brother Yu!" The young man called Fang Tong was stunned. He was the strongest among the first refinement martial artists present, and he had the most combat experience.

"Don't grumble here. No one will be able to escape later," Yu Liao said and kicked Fang Tong's butt.

Fang Tong staggered and then rushed toward the tunnel in front of him.

The two martial artists held hands and began walking.

"Ji Datou, Cripple Gu, help me!"

The people behind him immediately responded and rushed out with Fang Tong.

"You're stalling for time? Good idea." Hong San looked coldly at Yu Liao, who was at the back of the group.

The next moment, there was a loud explosion in the mine.

Yu Liao's vision blurred, and Hong San appeared in front of him out of thin air. Heavy punches poured down, carrying with them the clear sound of the wind whistling.

Yu Liao took a deep breath. The astonishing air current instantly caused his lower abdomen to bulge. It was as if a piece of iron had been embedded in his abdomen. The white dragon had transformed into an 'armor', adding layers to Yu Liao's body.

Bang! Bang!

"Pfft!" Yu Liao spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was twisted, and his body was completely frozen.

His eyes were filled with disbelief. The pain had made him lose control of his body, and only his thoughts were spinning wildly.

At the beginning of the year, he could clearly take ten moves from him. Why did this happen? The second white dragon armor was broken by his punch.

"It's because I'm getting stronger too quickly." Hong San seemed to have read Yu Liao's mind. "You might have a chance to fight me at some point in your life, but you must remember that it will be the only chance you have in your life. This is the difference between a genius and a mediocre person."

Hong san's calm voice rang in Yu Liao's ears.

It was the same for the rest. He allowed Yu Liao to fall to his knees behind him.

The terrifying punch stunned even Fang Tong, who was constantly paying attention to the battle situation behind him. 'What kind of monster is this?'

After a moment of distraction, the mine trembled again. As dust flew, Hong San ran at a godly speed.

In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Fang Tong and the others.

"I'm going to die." These words flashed through Fang Tong's mind. Then, he watched helplessly as the pair of fists covered in scars came crashing down.

Bang!

The strong wind lifted his bangs, and they fluttered in the wind.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Fang Tong opened his eyes. The two fists collided less than three inches in front of his eyes.

'Huh? Evenly matched?' Fang Tong looked at the owner of the fist.

It was Qin Huai, who had recently been called the divine doctor of the mine. From his hands, he had saved the limbs of several senior brothers and sisters.

"Oh, it's you." Hong San looked at Qin Huai, who had suddenly appeared, and his expression remained calm. "Your vitality is only a hair's breadth away from mine. I'm really impressed."

Qin Huai remained silent. He was also surprised. His vitality was close to 26.5, and he was even slightly suppressed by Hong San. In this way, his vitality should be around 27 or 28.

A second refinement martial artist's vitality was close to the third refinement. No wonder Hong San dared to be so arrogant.

Hong San didn't use any cultivation techniques. He attacked Qin Huai with his Qi and blood like a ferocious beast.

Qin Huai kept retreating, and as time passed, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Take Senior Brother Yu Liao and leave!" Qin Huai roared.

Fang Tong picked Yu Liao up and continued to rush out.

"You won't be able to escape." Hong san's eyes narrowed slightly, and his wrist instantly crackled.

His fist shook, as if there were tiny afterimages. His long robe fluttered in the wind, and his fists rang like thunder.

He used all his strength in this punch, using the thunderflash skill.

The time between the two punches seemed to be a short moment, but in reality, it was less than a breath away from Hong San's last punch. It was a seamless connection.

"How can your Changshan Dojo's breathing technique compete with my thunderflash skill? The so-called eternal Qi art will break with a touch!" Hong San was disdainful.

Qin Huai's feet suddenly rooted to the ground, and his fists pushed forward like a cannon!

The three white dragons did not hold back.

BOOM!

Dust and dirt instantly flew up in the mine, and half of the surrounding lamps were either snuffed out by the falling dust or shattered.

The entire mine suddenly dimmed. Many people quickly tried to remedy the situation, but it was to no avail.

Despite using a third refinement technique to fight against a second refinement's thunderflash skill, Qin Huai was not at a disadvantage. He also took the experience ball from Hong San.

"Ding! You have collected a [Thunderflash Skill Essence (Blue) ], [Thunderflash Skill] experience +234!"

Qin Huai didn't dare to use his thunderflash skill and breath control technique, which were not even at level ten, here. Because he wasn't sure if he could kill everyone here.

Once exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable. Therefore, it was already not bad that he could compete with Hong San even though his combat strength had been reduced.

"The second white dragon isn't this strong. I'm no match for it? You've cultivated the third white dragon?!" Hong San, who was fighting, instantly saw through Qin Huai's strange behavior. "Damn, a third white dragon in the second refinement!"

Hong San sensed a strong sense of danger and began to chase after Qin Huai.

However, Qin Huai had the three white dragons on him, which made Hong San's swift and fierce thunderflash skill unable to gain any advantage.

'Hong San is like a venomous snake. If I show any weakness, he will use a technique similar to a death coil to strangle me.' Qin Huai acted as if he was facing a great enemy. Ever since he started cultivating, he had never fought against such a difficult opponent.

He was fully focused at all times, and the three white dragons were also rapidly consumed. After all, the breath control technique was not a good cultivation technique. It could only be considered to be on par with the thunderflash skill, which was the most powerful cultivation technique among the eight martial arts centers.

"My vitality and attack were much weaker. I can't kill him."

A moment later, his three white dragons began to dim and fade.

"Qin Huai, how much longer can your Qi last? I'm afraid you won't even be able to last a quarter of an hour." Hong San launched a verbal attack. He had fought with many martial artists from the Changshan Dojo and had a good understanding of the breath control technique.

"When one's Qi is exhausted, one's life will be exhausted. The long breath technique can extend one's life but also shorten it. Martial arts are really profound," he muttered to himself. He was frantically adding pressure to Qin Huai.

Qin Huai ignored Hong San, though, even though he couldn't defeat him now. However, if he really had no choice, he could still escape by extinguishing all the lamps and using breath control.

However, Yu Liao and the others were still being held back by the martial artists from the Thunderbolt Dojo.

Suddenly, Qin Huai realized that an experience ball had dropped from his body.

And it was orange!

With a thought, he picked up the orange experience ball.

"Ding! You have collected a [Long Breath Technique Essence of Qi Cultivation (Orange)], [Long Breath Technique] experience +10,000!"

A whole 10,000 experience points?

Qin Huai's eyes trembled as he quickly looked at his personal panel.

Name: Qin Huai

[ Vitality ]: 26.578

[Cultivation Methods]: [Breathing technique (level 23, 2366/3000) ], [Qi-nurturing technique (level 50, 7/1000) ], [Breath Control technique (level 13, 875/1000) ], [Spirit Eye technique (level 10, 633/1000) ], [Thunderflash skill (level 4, 470/1000)]

[Skills]: [Alchemy (advanced, 571/1600) ], [Forging (intermediate, 199/400)]

[Stage: Level 2 Blood Refinement]

"The Qi-nurtuting technique has disappeared?"

Qin Huai looked at the panel that had lost the Qi-nurturing technique and connected it to the shocking Long Breath Technique 10,000 points.

"I understand now. The Qi-nurturing technique is a simplified version of the breathing technique. When the breathing technique and the Qi-nurturing technique reach the same level, after the second practice, the two will attract each other and naturally merge together. It's just that I didn't do anything earlier, so that I can master it. Now that I'm fighting with Hong San, I'm using all my strength to merge the two into one."

This was what Qin Huai thought. The Qi-nurturing technique and the breathing technique were like the low-level max-level equipment in games, which were sacrificed to the same type of high-level equipment as part of the experience.

What made Qin Huai even more glad was that the three white dragons in his body didn't disappear because of the Qi cultivation technique.

This can be considered a unique one. Also, the time to break through to the third refinement has been shortened by another seven or eight days.

More importantly, the 'Qi' in Qin Huai's body was instantly filled to the brim because he had advanced three levels of the breathing technique.