The middle-aged man kept explaining the techniques, and every now and then he would practice a couple of moves, but those moves didn't look like martial arts at all; they looked more like random hand swings, which was a bit comical.
The surrounding disciples applauded continuously, showing him great respect.
"You've all seen it, haven't you? There's Qi within the body, everything is perfectly natural. Moreover, this set of exercises can prevent all kinds of diseases. A few days ago, someone came to me and said that his second uncle had been executed for breaking the law. He asked me if I could save him, and I said I could!"
The middle-aged man's face was extremely serious. He looked around and said, "I'm telling you, this kind of person who is already dead can be brought back to life, but it will severely damage the dantian. I said no, but he knelt down and begged me. I couldn't resist his pleas and agreed. In two days, thanks to my 'Heavenly Origin Technique,' his uncle came back to life."
Everyone in the room applauded, and the trainees' eyes shone as if they deeply believed in such an absurd thing!
Looking at these people in high spirits, Lu Feng sighed inwardly. This was a tragedy of the times. Nowadays, there were qigong masters everywhere, and many even claimed to have ascended to heaven in broad daylight.
Some local TV stations hold these kinds of competitions, and offline events are everywhere. The more low-key ones claim to cure all diseases and strengthen the body, while the more absurd ones even claim to be able to bring the dead back to life, defy fate, and ascend to immortality.
Various fees for taking on apprentices have harmed countless families.
Alongside Qigong, there were also special abilities. Both of these swept through the 1990s and were the origin of fantasy novels. Many writers at that time used these as a foundation to depict the initial fantasy world.
"As the leader of the Tianyuan Sect, I would like to introduce someone to everyone today: Zhao Bin!" The middle-aged man pointed to a man in his thirties.
A round of applause broke out. The man smiled at everyone. Judging from his clothes, he was not a rich man. He was even wearing a pair of worn-out, tattered shoes.
"Let me demonstrate the power of the Heavenly Origin Technique to you." The middle-aged man took a deep breath, made a gesture to gather his energy, and beckoned to his disciples beside him, indicating that they could begin.
"ha!!"
With a low shout, the young men charged toward the middle-aged man, their momentum fierce. Not to mention a man in his fifties, even Lu Feng was somewhat afraid when he saw these people.
The middle-aged man showed no fear and easily slapped the man who had returned. The moment his fingers touched the man, the man's originally powerful body trembled instantly, as if his hand carried a high voltage.
"go!"
With a shout of "Go!", the man seemed to be struck by some mysterious force, and he staggered backward, rolling twice on the ground, looking extremely disheveled.
The others rushed forward as well, and without exception, they all met the same fate, rolling around everywhere in a matter of moments, which was utterly ridiculous.
However, the man was already utterly shocked as he looked at the people struggling in pain on the ground, and he completely submitted to the power of this technique.
"Pfft... Pfft... Hahaha!" Lu Feng couldn't hold it in any longer and covered his mouth with his hand, trying his best not to laugh out loud.
The laughter sounded particularly jarring in what they considered an extremely shocking scene, and instantly everyone's eyes were fixed on Lu Feng.
Feeling a little embarrassed by the stares of so many people, Lu Feng waved his hand and said, "I was just passing by."
"What are you laughing at?" The middle-aged man sized him up and shouted, "How dare you mock our sect! If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
His disciples all stood up. Outnumbered, Lu Feng didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he said sorry and prepared to leave.
The man, perhaps thinking that Lu Feng had retreated so easily and dared not cause trouble, said, "Young man, you've offended this sect leader, and you just leave so easily? You're really not taking me seriously enough, are you?"
Lu Feng stopped in his tracks as he was about to leave because two young men were blocking his way.
"I was just passing by!" Lu Feng shrugged helplessly and said, "Are you going to hit me or something?"
"Hit you? Can you withstand a single slap from this sect leader?" The man said arrogantly to the man who was about to join the sect. "Watch closely, someone like him will suffer internal injuries with just one slap."
"ha!!"
Suddenly he shouted and struck Lu Feng in the chest with a palm. His palm was quite powerful, and he pushed Lu Feng back two steps.
The next second, Lu Feng reacted and grabbed his wrist.
"Don't be fooled by his current unharmed appearance. His eight extraordinary meridians have been severely injured, and he will surely vomit blood and die within a few days!" The sect leader was still showing off to the new students who were about to join, saying, "This is the power of the 'Heavenly Origin Technique,' do you understand?"
The other person nodded vigorously, looking at Lu Feng with a hint of pity; he was going to die at such a young age.
The sect leader tried to pull his hand back, but found that Lu Feng was clenching his fist tightly. He turned around and said, "Young man, I advise you to let go. It's not too late to go to the hospital now. Otherwise, if I exert my strength, you will be shocked to death."
"Come on, show me how to shake!" Lu Feng stared at him and said coldly.
This old bastard, I don't want to talk to him, but he gets all worked up. He won't let me leave even if I want to.
"Young man, I'll give you one more chance. Life is precious!" His voice was full of threat.
The dozen or so young apprentices beside him were already staring at Lu Feng with unfriendly expressions, their meaning quite clear.
Lu Feng looked around and then at him, saying, "Go ahead and shake me to death, or you'll be my grandson."
The sect leader never imagined that there would be someone as ungrateful as Lu Feng in this world. He took a deep breath, let out a low growl, and tried to pull his hand away, but Lu Feng held it tightly.
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