Chapter 140: Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms

Li Xiaofei was hoping for a manual on sword techniques, saber techniques, or spear techniques. After all, he was determined to master three ultimate skills. These three weapons represented style, dominance, and the power to pierce through everything.

But when he opened the manual he’d pulled out, he was instantly stunned. It wasn't a manual on sword, spear, or saber techniques. But Li Xiaofei was ecstatic. It was the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms!

It was a renowned martial arts technique from the Jin Yong martial arts world. Five hundred years ago, even people who didn't like martial arts novels knew these five words. It was incredibly famous. Qiao Feng and Guo Jing were the epitome of martial arts heroes for countless fans, and both were renowned for their mastery of this palm technique.

Even the immensely popular Northern Beggar Sect Hong Qigong was a fan of this technique. In the original works, the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms was praised by the Sweeping Monk as the number one martial art under heaven.

The moves of this palm technique were simple and unremarkable, but each strike was capable of toppling mountains and overturning seas. It was especially effective against flashy and intricate martial arts techniques. A single palm could pierce through an enemy’s movies, regardless of whether they were real or feigned. Some even said this palm technique was the palm of chivalry. Only the greatest of heroes could cultivate it.

Later generations in the Jin Yong martial arts world also cultivated the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms. However, their strength and achievements were far inferior to the three main representatives, Qiao Feng, Hong Qigong, and Guo Jing. Even Wang Jiantong, Qiao Feng’s Beggar Sect leader contemporary, had learned the entire Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms but was far less famous than Qiao Feng.

Which boy hadn't fantasized about cultivating the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms five hundred years ago? At least, Li Xiaofei had such dreams. Now, his dream had become a reality.

Li Xiaofei eagerly opened the manual and began reading it with great anticipation.

"First move, Regretful Dragon."

Li Xiaofei had memorized the names of the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms moves a long time ago. He even understood some of the intricacies of each technique. But the most crucial part of the manual was the internal energy circulation route for each palm strike.

For example, the manual described the energy route for the move Regretful Dragon.

Qi enters the dantian, passes through Changqiang, travels along Yaoshu, Yaoyangguan, Mingmen, Xuanshu, Jizhong, Zhongshu, Jinsuo, Zhiyang, Lingtai, Shendao, Shenzhu, Taodao, Dazhu, Yamen, Fengfu, Nao Hu, Qiangjian, Houding, Baihui, Qianding, Xinmen, Shangxing, Shenting, Suli, Shui Gou, Duiduan, Yin Jiao. Then through the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin to Zhongfu, Yunmen, Tianfu, Xiapai, Chize, Kongzui, Lieque, Jingqu, to the palm center

...

𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Just reading it made him dizzy. Fortunately, Li Xiaofei was extremely well-versed in the study of meridians and acupoints. He followed the manual's instructions, circulating his starforce qi. At the same time, he bent his left leg slightly, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and pushed his palm outward. At that moment, a dragon's roar sounded. His starforce qi transformed into a roaring golden dragon shadow.

Boom!

One could feel the vibration in the air and see the shockwave by the force of the strike a few dozen meters ahead.

Li Xiaofei was momentarily stunned.

So powerful.

This palm strike was comparable to the strongest blow of the Great Strength Vajra Fist. And this was just the effect of Li Xiaofei practicing the first move, the Regretful Dragon. It was his first attempt. It was simply incredible.

"Once I master this palm technique, I can battle Xiong Zhigang at the fourth stage of Limit Breaking Realm even with my current tenth stage at the Qi Refining Realm."

Li Xiaofei was overjoyed. He became even more immersed in his cultivation.

***

In an old neighborhood in the rule-of-law district.

The newly minted streamer Shen Yan was surfing the internet inside a rental apartment. He had been closely monitoring the online attacks against Li Xiaofei for more than a day. He had seen accusations like exploiting his teammates, stepping on them to rise, and acting arrogantly in school...

As an insider, he keenly sensed the unusual nature of these accusations. Clearly, someone was manipulating public opinion from behind the scenes and stirring up trouble.

They are definitely paid trolls!

Although he didn't know how Li Xiaofei had provoked this army of trolls, Shen Yan knew that he absolutely couldn't let them destroy this rising star of Red Flag High School.

Aside from the traffic Li Xiaofei generated, which was his ticket to becoming a top streamer, Shen Yan's conscience as a self-made media expert in Great Xia Republic also made him feel that Liuhe Base City's high school scene needed such an outstanding idol. He didn't want to see such an excellent young person ruined by the forces of capitalism.

"Little You, how's the data preparation coming along?" He shouted without turning his head.

From the adjacent room, Little You's voice replied, "Almost done..."

There was a flurry of footsteps, an exclamation from kicking over a stool, a yelp of pain from stubbing a toe on the bed frame, and a thud from hitting her forehead on the door...

His assistant Little You stumbled in with tearful eyes, but she was holding the light core files. She wore loose shorts that revealed her long, fair legs. One foot was in a slipper and the other was bare. She looked both disheveled and comical.

"Here."

Little You handed over the light core files and immediately squatted down to blow on her injured foot.

"It's all swollen..."

She extended her pale foot toward Shen Yan piteously. "I need to eat something to reduce the swelling."

Shen Yan pushed her foot away and said, "I'm busy right now. I'll take you to eat kebabs downstairs once I'm done..."

The assistant instantly brightened up, as her mouth started watering involuntarily. She quickly licked her lips, not wanting to waste even a drop of saliva.

Shen Yan uploaded the documents Little You had organized onto the light core and started typing furiously. Then he made a few phone calls.

"Yeah, help me repost this."

"Get everyone you know involved..."

"Don't argue, just do as I say. Consider this a favor from me."

"Bro, I'm counting on you."

After making the calls, he focused on the light core's virtual screen, closely monitoring the developments. After a few minutes, a satisfied smile appeared on Shen Yan's face. Then, he started his livestream without hesitation.

In just a moment, over ten thousand people flooded into the livestream.

This idiot finally remembers he's a streamer.

I heard he's going to drop some big news?

Hey? Is that his assistant behind him?

Wow, the assistant in shorts is still here... wait, is she picking her feet?

Something's off, really off.

Unbelievable, the idiot and his assistant are living together.

Kill Shen Dog, take Little You.

Yeah, yeah, kill Little You, take Shen Dog.

???

Hey, calm down, buddy.

Suddenly, the entire livestream chat was flooded with comments.

Shen Yan was overjoyed. Starting a stream with over ten thousand viewers instantly made him a somewhat influential streamer.

"Brothers, today’s stream will be short, so I didn’t activate the light core mainframe. I mainly want you all to listen to a recording..."

As he spoke, he uploaded the audio file Little You had prepared, with subtitles, directly into the livestream.

At first, the viewers were puzzled.

What is this recording? It sounds unfamiliar.

But gradually, the screen's barrage of comments slowed down. Everyone was completely captivated by the contents of the recording.