184: Chapter 131: Every Senior Brother and Sister Has Unique Skills 184: Chapter 131: Every Senior Brother and Sister Has Unique Skills “This feeling!
Too familiar!
Are you He Lanchan?”
The old man with white hair felt the blood vessels in his hand throbbing, and painful mories flashed in his mind, with that stern face constantly magnifying, wrapping around him like a nightmare.
For an instant, Qin Shi’s figure overlapped with the seated He Lanchan, as if the Stone Buddha had co back to life.
“Could it be that this boy has absorbed even the spirit and aura from the Martial God’s legacy?”
The old man with white hair was utterly shocked.
The Void ditation Technique, created by He Lanchan with imnse effort, naturally contained a trace of his consciousness.
Just like the ancient tis, when a Martial Arts Grandmaster secluded himself in a rear cliff cave for years, and carved a human figure into the rock wall.
The influence of a strong life force on the world is often unimaginable.
They are like Leviathan Beasts lurking in the deep sea; even during normal activity, they can stir up raging waves and violent tides.
“In that sense, it’s not wrong to call him a ‘Martial God heir’.”
The old man with white hair worked hard to calm his mood.
Qin Shi’s simultaneous fighting and cursing made him instantly feel a hundred years younger, bringing him back to the beginning of the Star Cup.
The greatest defeat of his life ca from He Lanchan.
The manner of brutal beating while scolding you as a worthless piece of trash was a dual attack on both the body and spirit.
It was like ruthlessly trampling on one’s Dao Heart and repeatedly crushing it.
The old man with white hair spent a long ti dispelling the shadows cast on his spirit.
Later he encountered Qi Wuxiang…
That was yet another kind of suffering.
“This is a good thing!
He Lanchan’s talent for Spiritual Cultivation, coupled with my fighting intellect, and the devoted training from Nanhuang Daoist School!
A new generation Martial God…
there’s no chance for those cowards from the New Martial Sect!”
He forcefully pounded the wheelchair armrest, gazing at Qin Shi standing tall and proud, with a gradually unruly smile returning to his face.
To so extent, being like He Lanchan was a good thing.
After all, there wasn’t a monster like Qi Wuxiang in this era.
“Perfect score!”
The old man with white hair gave his evaluation.
Qin Shi managed to deceive his own consciousness, splitting “body” and “mind” into two, achieving distinctly different operations.
This demonstrated his exceptional talent in combat.
“Cultivation speed, innate aptitude, battle skills…
leading in all aspects!”
The old man with white hair eagerly looked forward to the mont when this boy’s life force breaks through a hundred points and shines on the Star Cup stage.
“Xuanming, select so advanced ingredients from my food ration that are suitable for him to absorb, and deliver them.”
He spoke to the omnipresent active consciousness.
“As you command.”
Xuanming responded.
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…
“Congratulations, Mr.
Qin, you have perfectly passed the exam, achieving a full score.”
Xuanming’s gentle voice echoed in the room.
With increasing recognition and praise from the old man with white hair, his attitude seed more friendly.
“Please proceed to the adjoining room for a brief rest.
I will prepare a lavish al for you and deliver it in half an hour.”
Qin Shi gasped heavily, thinking:
“Does the Dao nature avatar follow myself or He Lanchan, why is it so uncouth when fighting?”
Defeating the burly man greatly benefited the Cultivation Furnace, and the vital breath within his Mortal Body seed to grow stronger.
Almost like a river surge, it flushed through his bones, making the Furnace Radiance more intense, turbulent.
His flesh slightly undulated, like a grindstone being pushed, crushing and re-absorbing nutrients that were partially absorbed before.
[Interdiate Achievent – Overgrowth (97%)]
“About to achieve another advanced achievent.”
Qin Shi’s lips curved into a smile.
With continuous nutritional supply, [Overgrowth] was about to reach the full progress bar.
He exhaled a steaming breath, releasing it through his pores, forming substantial white smoke strands.
Even though super small He Lanchan helped in the fight, the sudden burst of power and coordinated control of limbs were not easily achieved.
The Dao nature avatar only made judgnts on the level of consciousness, the actual kill operation was still executed by Qin Shi himself.
He tempered the violently surging breath and power back to normal.
Following Xuanming’s guidance, he entered the adjoining room.
Compared to the spacious training room, this place appeared much smaller.
Its arrangent was rather ancient, with landscape screen blinding the view, soft cushions, short tables, and a small bronze incense burner emitting dark incense.
Smoke ascended, churning, forming clouds rather than strands, quite mystical.
“This is Nanhuang Daoist School’s ‘Nourishing Spirit Incense,’ a secret formula.
It’s seventy percent more effective than products marketed by large companies and corporations outside.”
Xuanming said warmly.
“Indeed, Daoist school forces with a reputable status mostly have their own heritage.”
Qin Shi gently sniffed it; the scent was neither good nor bad, rely sowhat intoxicating.
He kneeled on the cushion, leaned back into the wooden chair, as the door closed, the light dimd, a tranquil atmosphere erged.
His tense spirit and active thoughts suddenly felt weighted, sinking down.
While his flesh vitality was exceptionally lively, flowing between his bones.
“Similar to the effect of Deep Sleep.”
Qin Shi gradually relaxed, closed his eyes, nourishing his spirit while waiting for the lavish al.
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Tai’an tropolitan Area, a silver-gray car drove on the overpass.
Serving as the driver, Ren You glanced at the masked eighth senior sister through the rearview mirror, with a bitter smile:
“Senior Sister Gao, why didn’t you inform before coming over?”
Wearing a baseball cap and mask, covering most of her face, revealing only a pair of sparkling eyes, the lady spoke:
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