Free Web NovelChapter 784: Chapter 315: Breakthrough—Martial Arts Grandmaster of the Myriad Phenomena Realm!!
An invisible shockwave of immense force suddenly erupted.
Crack—
Fine, spiderweb-like cracks instantly appeared on the surface of the wooden dummy.
Although it wasn’t completely destroyed,
this was merely the spontaneous resonance of the scattered Qi Blood and Qi Force within the domain.
It posed no consumption for Fang Qingyu.
Integrating the power of the dragon’s might would be even more terrifying.
Of course, aside from the transformation of the domain,
the fundamental improvement brought by the leap in life essence is also substantial.
The total amount of Qi Blood and Qi Force increased by nearly fifty percent, and their quality became even more pure and condensed, with faster operation and better recovery ability.
The meridians were like a riverbed widened and reinforced, capable of accommodating a more torrential flow of Qi Blood.
The bones, muscles, and internal organs all underwent a deep refinement, with significantly enhanced strength and resilience.
Fang Qingyu silently assessed.
Excluding skills and the abilities of the Shenxiao Envoy,
purely in terms of martial arts cultivation, after the breakthrough, his overall strength was more than doubled compared to the Initial Realm.
Having familiarized himself with the newfound power,
Fang Qingyu’s gaze fell on the skill list under the Dragon Fist Grandmaster profession chart.
After using precious skill points to enhance last time,
most of the core skills had reached the Great Success Realm.
Only the skills [Thunder Flame World-Burning Slash] and [Nine Tribulations Cyan Dragon Body] remained at the Minor Achievement stage.
"Skill points..."
Fang Qingyu calculated in his heart.
This is another way to quickly increase combat power in the short term.
However, at present, Fang Qingyu had very few skill points left, only a small portion... Divine Origin!
It was dropped by the real will of the beheaded Gui Che.
Fang Qingyu hadn’t yet asked Candle Dragon how interested it was in this origin.
If Candle Dragon wasn’t interested,
at least it could be exchanged for some skill points.
But Fang Qingyu temporarily suppressed the idea of seeing Candle Dragon.
Having just experienced a breakthrough,
both body and mind need to adapt and settle; greed leads to inefficiency.
Fang Qingyu got up, stretched his muscles and bones.
Feeling the surging new power within, he changed into a clean black set of training clothes, pushed open the meditation room door, and walked out.
Just stepping out of the heavy door of the underground training field,
as he stepped onto the stairs leading to the first floor, Fang Qingyu heard the gritted teeth and intensely painful and fierce roars of Lv Chen and Old Qiao coming from the courtyard outside.
Interspersed were Jiang Wei’s cold and concise instructions:
"Sink the shoulders! Drop the elbows! Qi through Yongquan!"
"Too slow! The Qi Blood in the left arm is stagnating! Again!"
"..."
Fang Qingyu’s lips curved slightly imperceptibly.
With Jiang Wei watching, it was impossible for them to slack off.
He then slowly walked up the stairs to the first-floor living room.
In the living room, only a floor lamp was on, casting a soft light.
Outside the large floor-to-ceiling window was a small courtyard under the moonlight, with the silhouettes of two people undergoing Jiang Wei’s special training.
On the living room sofa,
the burly, mountain-like figure of Chu Kuanglan was deeply sunk into the soft sofa with an incongruously focused posture for his size.
He was slightly hunched over, his big, bell-like eyes wide and unblinking as he stared at the tablet on his lap.
The screen displayed a scene of intense battle.
The light from the screen flickered over his rugged face.
Fang Qingyu’s footsteps were silent.
He walked to where Chu Kuanglan was, naturally glancing at the tablet’s screen.
On the screen,
the fight was nearing its end.
The background was in an alley.
One side was a tall, muscular man with knotted muscles, his whole body engulfed in the smoke of Qi Blood.
Clearly a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
He was unleashing his full power, his fists a blur enveloped in an overwhelming Qi Force as he frantically hammered at his opponent.
And his opponent...
Fang Qingyu’s eyes were instantly drawn.
He was a slightly lean man dressed in a peculiarly styled dark gray linen robe.
The hood of the robe covered most of his face, showing only a sternly chiseled jaw.
No traces of a martial artist erupted from him.
Facing the Martial Arts Grandmaster’s violent torrent, powerful enough to collapse the alley, the gray-robed man merely raised his right hand slightly.
His movement... was slow.
Uncannily slow.
As the Martial Arts Grandmaster’s lightning-fast, thunderous fist approached within three feet of the gray-robed man...
Its speed visibly plummeted.
As if trapped in an invisible quagmire.
The face of the Martial Arts Grandmaster instantly filled with shock and disbelief.
He roared, his whole body’s Qi Blood burning and bursting in an attempt to break through the invisible hindrance.
However, the gray-robed man’s slowly raised right hand, with index and middle fingers together, like plucking a flower, lightly tapped forward at the Grandmaster’s slightly forward-leaning, wide-open chest due to his full-force outburst.
The movement remained slow, with a clear trajectory.
Bang—
A loud crash.
That imposing Tier Three Martial Arts Grandmaster’s body stiffened abruptly.
The next moment, his entire self formed a bow shape, quickly flying backward, the camera tracking its rapid retreat.
Only to see that the Martial Arts Grandmaster, after being sent flying, landed on the ground, his body plowing out dozens of meters on the ground before stopping.
And he naturally fell into a coma.
The fight ended.
Instant kill!
Absolute suppression!
A hint of interest flashed in Fang Qingyu’s golden eyes.
This person was undoubtedly a Divine Cultist.
However, this ability seemed to be... mastering the air!?
It was Fang Qingyu’s first time seeing a Divine Cultist with such a skill, filled with curiosity, he asked.
"Who is this person?!"
The voice suddenly rang out in the quiet living room.
"Holy crap!"
Chu Kuanglan, who was staring intently at the screen, was so startled by the sudden voice that he jerked.
His burly body almost bounced off the sofa.
He turned around sharply, seeing it was Fang Qingyu, and patted his chest with a long breath of relief: "Oh my, Qingzi! You walk like a ghost, silent as can be..."
Fang Qingyu sighed helplessly: "I spoke up as soon as I came up; you were just too engrossed."
He pointed at the screen that had ended and turned to static, his intense gaze fixed on Chu Kuanglan, "Who was the Divine Cultist on the left in the video just now? What’s his background?"
Chu Kuanglan, upon hearing Fang Qingyu’s inquiry,
immediately replaced his shocked expression with excitement, his big bell-like eyes sparkling, slapping the sofa armrest forcefully with his fan-like hand:
"What do you think, Qingzi? You think this guy is wickedly talented too, right? A real talent?!"
He leaned closer to Fang Qingyu, lowering his voice with excitement:
"I ferreted out info about this person today while exploring the surrounding factions’ situations, inadvertently pried from an old, seasoned informant! He’s hiding in a rundown gang called Black Alley in the neighboring Rust Water District of our Gray Rock District, said to have a very eccentric temper, but his strength is definitely this! "
He gave a thumbs-up.
Chu Kuanglan rubbed his hands, showing a hunter-like grin: "I was just planning to find a way to meet him, see if I could recruit him! Our Cyan Dragon Gang is short on heavyweight experts right now! What do you think?"
Fang Qingyu, hearing this, smiled slightly with interest, nodding as he spoke.
"It’s possible, but don’t try to recruit him and find out you’re not his match."
Chu Kuanglan was about to retort...
But recalling the footage from earlier, his words got choked in his throat.
If they couldn’t figure out what abilities the other person really had...
It seemed he might truly not be able to take on this genius.
