Zuo Feng's gaze was drawn to the small booklet inside the iron box, with that line of small characters hovering before his eyes like an incantation, "When exerting power, it should be continuous and uninterrupted, within an inch's space, the breath flows ceaselessly… borrowing force to exert force, where the thought goes, the power follows…"
This martial arts technique was not a standalone technique of fists, palms, knives, or swords, but rather a small trick of exerting power, typically used to more quickly and effectively defeat opponents with lower cultivation levels than oneself.
But since the opponent's cultivation level was lower than his, naturally, their Spiritual Energy and physical strength were also inferior. In this case, this martial arts technique seemed extremely flimsy. Therefore, when Zuo Feng first saw it, he didn't take it seriously. But after seeing the contents, a spark of inspiration flashed in his mind.
