oment, Gao Daqiang had just mastered the second level of the Qianyuan Body Refining Art. His control over his strength was still lacking. This punch was full of power. Only someone like Ye Bufan could...Seeing this scene before her, Sima Wei was so scared she almost jumped up.

Although she was a woman, she knew very well where a man's weakest point was, and especially in this squat position, that area was completely defenseless.

This kick was heavy and fierce, she almost felt pain for Situ Changkong.

She didn't understand what Ye Bufan was trying to do. Although the other person was getting up there in age, that thing was basically a decoration, but it was still part of the human body, wasn't it It couldn't be treated so rudely, could it

Master Situ Changkong was concentrating all his energy to break through the barrier when he suddenly felt a searing pain from below. His vision blurred, and he almost fainted on the spot.

He never dreamed that Ye Bufan would have him charge the gate with a horse stance, just to make it easier to kick his testicles.

As the dignified president of the Martial Arts Association, the renowned Sword Saint, and one of the three elders of the Xuanyuan Pavilion, he never thought he would have such a day. It made him so depressed that he wanted to spit blood.

I don't understand what the other party is doing. Could they be using such a bizarre treatment method

Just when Situ Changkong was about to lose control, a surge of incredibly fierce power suddenly erupted from his dantian, as if it could no longer be contained.

The true energy within his entire dantian was like boiling water, surging and crashing towards his limbs and bones like a raging storm.

Under his overwhelming aura, the marble floor beneath him instantly shattered, and the surrounding furniture was swept up and broken to pieces.

The original nearly defunct Qi instantly seemed to have taken a potent tonic, forming surging torrents. Wherever it flowed, it completely broke through all constraints in a manner similar to that of forcibly pulling up weeds, and once again completed a week-long circulation.

"The seventh cycle is complete!"

Feeling the surge of true qi within him, Situ Changkong slowly regained consciousness from the pain. After a brief moment of daze, ecstasy took over.

I finally completed the seventh transformation and reached the late stage of Heavenly Rank!

I never dreamed that the cultivation bottleneck that had plagued me for 20 years would just be broken like this.

Beside her, Sima Wei had been completely stunned. As a martial artist, she could clearly sense the immense power of Situ Changkong, which was several times stronger than his previous cultivation level, indicating that he had successfully broken through.

But the problem is, could kicking eggs really help someone break through What kind of bizarre method is this I'm afraid if we said it out loud, it would shock all the Heaven Realm experts.

Yet Ye Bufan remained remarkably calm, clearly having anticipated this outcome.

Sistui Changkong, now feels both happy and awkward. He is happy that he has finally made further progress, from the early stage of Tianjie to the late stage of Tianjie, at least extending his lifespan by 20 years.

To his embarrassment, it still hurt like hell down there. He wanted to rub it with his hand, but he couldn't bring himself to do it because of his status and the presence of Sima Wei, who was younger than him.

After a slight pause, his face flushed red as he said, "Young Master Ye, your medical skills are... truly... truly..."

He stammered several times, unable to find the right words to describe Ye Bufan's medical skills.

If you say that his medical skills are superb, I've never heard of a famous doctor who cured patients by kicking their testicles. If you say his medical skills are poor, then he has indeed broken through his own cultivation.

Ye Bufan smiled and said, "Senior Situ, I'm keeping my word now. I have already helped you break through."

Sima Changkong said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Ye. I didn't expect that the cultivation bottleneck that has troubled me for 20 years would be solved by your... a kick."

He was speechless. He probably wouldn't be able to explain this to his old friends when he went back. Could he say that he got kicked in the balls

Then if it got out, wouldn't this sword saint lose all face

Thinking about it, a sharp pain shot through that spot again, making him wince. This time, he'd probably need to rest for several months at least.

It's good that I don't have a wife, otherwise how would I get my homework done when I go back

Sima Wei couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "Xiaofan, what were you just doing Couldn't you have found another way"

Hearing this question, Situ Changkong also looked at Ye Bufan, apparently still brooding over the matter.

"There's only one way to go, no other options," Ye Bufan said. "The Nine Revolutions Xuan Yang Gong that your senior cultivated is a supreme yang and rigid method. Because he broke his body when he was young, it caused severe deficiency of yang energy."

Originally, I thought that giving him three Dragon Yang Pills would be enough to replenish his yang energy. In the end, it was still a little short.

I was forced to use this method out of desperation. Otherwise, all my efforts would have been in vain and I wouldn't be able to make any further breakthroughs.

Sima Changkong licked his lips, a little embarrassed and said: "Ye Xiaoxiao brother, I understand the principle you said, but I don't understand how your kick has anything to do with breaking through"

This is the biggest question in my mind, and I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep soundly until it's resolved.

He pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out the connection between kicking Dan Dan and breaking through the Nine Revolutions of Xuan Yang Gong. Even with the living evidence right before him, he still found it unbelievable.

Because of this, he couldn't help but ignore Sima Wei directly asking him.

Ye Bufan said: "Senior Situ, that place is not only a symbol of men, but also the origin of yang energy."

To complete the seventh turn of your Nine Turns Xuan Yang Gong, you need ample yang energy. And only this place can achieve that effect.

My last kick unleashed a furious force within you, igniting your yang energy and causing it to surge forth instantly. This resulted in your yang energy skyrocketing more than double its original amount.

Of course, this isn't just random kicking.

If kicked too hard, it will not only fail to stimulate a breakthrough but may also be fatal.

If it is kicked too lightly, the yang qi stimulated will be insufficient and still not able to break through.

"So this kick is quite scholarly, and only I could have come up with this effect."

"Uh..."

Sima Wei heard this and couldn't help but feel speechless. She never expected that kicking the egg would be such a technical skill.

As a man, Situ Changkong could understand the meaning behind Ye Bufan's words better than anyone else, knowing that this kick was indeed perfectly timed.

If I were in that position, I really wouldn't know how to kick or with how much force.

"Brother Ye, your medical skills are truly divine." He licked his dry lips and continued, "Little brother, I have another question. When I want to break through to the eighth stage of the Nine Turns Xuan Yang Gong in the future, is there any other way"

After he completed the seventh turn, his cultivation in the Heavenly Staircase realm should be sufficient at least. However, if he wanted to break through to the peak of the Heavenly Staircase and reach the Saint's level of cultivation, he would probably need to break through the eighth turn. That is why he asked this question.

Ye Bufan glanced at him and said, "This is simple too, just use the same method."

Kick once won't work, so kick twice. If that doesn't work, keep kicking until you see results. Then stop.

Hearing this result, Situ Changkong's eyes went black and he almost fainted.

At this moment, his heart was breaking. Could it be that he, the esteemed Sword Saint, would have to rely on kicking eggs to break through in the futuret, he was wrong. How could a mid-stage Heaven Rank warrior know the power of a Saint Rank cultivatorThe golden staff's beam shot out like an arrow, effortlessly piercing through the fist wind and reac...