In the gaze of Wang Zhisheng and the new students, Su Qiang stood beside Jiang Wuming, awaiting his instructions.
"Relax your mind and body. Do not resist whatever happens," Jiang Wuming said softly from behind Su Qiang as he adjusted Su Qiang's stance.
Su Qiang blinked, unsure of Jiang Wuming's intentions. By the time he thought to ask, Jiang Wuming had already moved away.
"Alright, Su Qiang, close your eyes and carefully recall the essentials of the Vajra Fist that I explained earlier," Jiang Wuming stepped forward again. This time, he faced Su Qiang, his back to the rest of the new students.
"Okay, Teacher Jiang," Su Qiang nodded, then closed his eyes as instructed, relaxing his mind and body.
The next moment, Su Qiang's expression flickered, and his body trembled slightly. He had suddenly received information about the Vajra Fist in his mind, as if it had been forcibly implanted into his memory.
"Su Qiang, relax, don't be nervous. I'm going to assist you in comprehending the Vajra Fist. I will interfere with and influence your mind and body during this process," a voice echoed in Su Qiang's mind as he stood stunned.
Jiang Wuming stood opposite Su Qiang, his eyes flashing with white light. His terrifying spiritual power surged like a tide into Su Qiang's mind. However, even with his immensely powerful spiritual force, he could not directly control Su Qiang's body. Only with Su Qiang's complete trust could he influence Su Qiang's consciousness and thoughts, thereby altering Su Qiang's actions.
"Okay, Brother Wuming," Su Qiang's consciousness responded, allowing Jiang Wuming's spiritual power to remain in his mental world without reservation.
"Su Qiang's aura has changed!" At that moment, under everyone's gaze, Su Qiang abruptly opened his eyes. His gaze was sharp, and his entire body radiated a heightened fighting spirit. This transformation drew an exclamation from one of the new students.
With a surge, Su Qiang's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. His blood and qi churned, internal energy surged. Then, twisting his hips, flicking his shoulders, and swinging his arms, he executed the first move of the Vajra Fist in one fluid motion.
This punch was distinctly different from Su Qiang's previous demonstration. In that instant, he was like an enraged Arhat, his eyes wide, his aura immense. His punch was seamless, his posture without a trace of awkwardness. He not only displayed the form of the Vajra Fist's first move but also embodied its essence—the wrath of Buddha. Even a clay figurine has its limits, and though Buddha embodies compassion, he also possesses anger.
With a crack, Su Qiang unleashed his punch, pushing the air in front of him aside and generating a gust of wind.
Wang Zhisheng, though only a three-star martial artist, had a father who was a War God and was thus knowledgeable about martial arts. He could clearly feel the significant difference in Su Qiang's punch compared to before—it was a world apart. Su Qiang was like an enraged Arhat unleashing a punch at an enemy.
"My goodness, he's already comprehended the first move of the Vajra Fist?"
"Impossible, at most he's just got the motions down. He can't possibly unleash the Vajra Fist's power!"
"That's right. The Vajra Fist is one of the most powerful Buddhist martial arts. How could he comprehend it in such a short time?"
As Su Qiang landed his punch, all the new students, including Wang Zhisheng, were dumbfounded. Some exclaimed in disbelief.
With two more whistling sounds, Su Qiang did not pause. He proceeded to demonstrate the second and third moves of the Vajra Fist in front of everyone, his movements powerful and imposing.
"Uh..." This time, all the new students, including Wang Zhisheng, were speechless. Su Qiang's demonstration of the first move of the Vajra Fist had already astonished them. Now, seeing him consecutively execute the second and third moves sent shockwaves through their hearts!
"I have imprinted the entire process of you demonstrating the first three moves of the Vajra Fist into your mind, forming deep memories. Calm yourself and comprehend them carefully. Then, by acting according to these memories, you will be able to display the power you just showed," Jiang Wuming's voice echoed in Su Qiang's mental world amidst everyone's shock.
Jiang Wuming informed Su Qiang of his intentions and withdrew from Su Qiang's mental world. Although Su Qiang's mind had been invaded and influenced by Jiang Wuming's terrifying spiritual power, he had still been the one controlling his own body. He knew what he had just done and how astonishing the power of those three moves was. Initially, this had made him ecstatic, but after Jiang Wuming's reminder, he quickly calmed himself and followed Jiang Wuming's advice, diligently contemplating the "special memories" Jiang Wuming had left for him.
These special memories would instill habitual behaviors. For example, in soccer, many forwards, upon entering the penalty box, shoot without even looking at the goal—they have had numerous such shooting experiences, which then form a habit, or even a conditioned reflex. Su Qiang had originally intended to develop such habitual or reflex-like special memories by comprehending the Vajra Fist and practicing it multiple times. However, Jiang Wuming's intervention in Su Qiang's thoughts and consciousness allowed him to leave these special memories while simultaneously comprehending the Vajra Fist.
"Jiang... Teacher Jiang, did Su Qiang truly comprehend the first three moves of the Vajra Fist?" As Su Qiang was carefully contemplating the special memories, a new student couldn't help but ask. He was only eighteen but possessed the strength of a six-star martial artist, making him a considerable martial arts prodigy in the mundane world. With his talent, he hadn't even grasped the first move of the Vajra Fist, nor the method of generating power. Therefore, he found it hard to believe what Su Qiang had just done.
"Yes, when Su Qiang demonstrated the first three moves of the Vajra Fist, he fully adhered to the essentials I described. His aura was strong, his method of power generation was correct, his internal energy fused with his blood and qi to form protective internal energy, and when he punched, his internal energy combined with his physical strength. This is true comprehension!" Jiang Wuming nodded in response to the new student, informing everyone present.
"Uh..." Hearing Jiang Wuming's words, the questioning new student and everyone else was left stunned. Just moments before, after witnessing Su Qiang's unpolished punches, Wang Zhisheng had openly scoffed, and others had also observed Su Qiang's demonstration, believing he lacked the great martial arts talent he claimed. Even if Su Qiang had practiced diligently after Jiang Wuming's reassurance, they felt he was merely going through the motions—many of them could do better. Yet now, Jiang Wuming declared that Su Qiang had truly comprehended the first three moves of the Vajra Fist! This was akin to an ordinary martial artist instantly transforming into a prodigy. Moreover, even the most exceptional talents within major martial arts sects might not have comprehended the first three moves of the Vajra Fist in such a brief half-hour! How could this not shock them?
"Heh... He genuinely comprehended the first three moves of the Vajra Fist in just half an hour? Are you insulting our intelligence?" Wang Zhisheng was the first to snap out of his shock, sneering, "Little Teacher Jiang, are you trying to put on a show with Su Qiang to scare me into abandoning my martial arts challenge? Your little scheme won't work. I'm going to expose your hypocrisy and ugly face!"
With a flash, Su Qiang's eyes instantly opened upon hearing Wang Zhisheng's words.
"Come on, Su Qiang, let's start our challenge. Show me the power of the first three moves of the Vajra Fist," Wang Zhisheng said, provocatively beckoning Su Qiang as he saw him open his eyes.
Su Qiang's eyes blazed, his fists clenched, and he looked towards Jiang Wuming.
"Fulfill his wish!" Jiang Wuming nodded slightly, issuing the instruction.