"This…"
Reagan Declan stared hard at the martial art manual for a mont before inquiring with surprise, "Are you giving this to to train exclusively, or can I also let the others practice this martial art, boss?"
"Naturally, everyone can practice Jeet Kune Do. I'm handing it over to you because you are the most suitable candidate," Albion explained before handing out a few more martial art manuals.
"Boss is the best!"
"Long live the boss!"
The gang mbers cheered after receiving the three other martial art manuals from their boss before they quickly skimd through the manuals with excitent.
"Slaughtering Chicken Knife Technique, Serpent Sword Scripture, and Tiger Fist Canon? These nas are quite ordinary…!" Billy comnted before his eyes suddenly widened in shock, "Heavens, these are all Earth-grade Martial Arts!"
"Earth-grade Martial Arts?!" Another gang mber exclaid with great shock before suddenly asking, "…What is Earth-grade Martial Arts?"
Albion and the surrounding gang imdiately staggered before ng Yan raised his hand and gave the shocked gang mber a smack on the back of the head.
Smack!
"Ugh—!" The gang mber grunted before turning to face ng Yan with confusion, "Why did you hit, Brother Yan?"
"Not only did I hit you, but I will also beat you up!" ng Yan spouted aggressively but did not follow through with his words.
He was only scaring the person.
"If you don't know what Earth-grade Martial Arts is, then why are you so shocked for?!" ng Yan reprimanded.
"Oh…" The gang mber scratched his head awkwardly, "I didn't know what it is, but it sounded amazing, so I couldn't help becoming shocked…"
"…"
Everyone was speechless.
Shortly after, ng Yan proceeded to explain patiently, "Martial Arts are divide into different grades based on the quality of the technique and how far one can reach in practicing them."
"Mortal-grade Martial Arts are the lowest, while Earth-grade Martial Arts are one grade higher than Mortal-grade Martial Arts. People who practice Earth-grade Martial Arts can reach the Initiate Realm and beco Martial Art Masters."
For Mortal-grade Martial Arts, the peak of Foundation Realm was their limit.
"Wow, doesn't that an we can all beco Martial Arts Masters in the future?!" The gang mber excitedly said before asking, "What's higher than Earth-grade Martial Arts, Brother Yan?"
"Above Earth-grade Martial Arts are Mystic-grade Martial Arts and Heaven-grade Martial Arts. Mystic-grade Martial Arts can be practiced to the Innate Realm, becoming Martial Art Grandmasters."
"As for Heaven-grade Martial Arts, they can be trained to the legendary Spirit Transformation Realm. People who reached this realm are all considered transcendent beings," ng Yan explained while the other gang mbers all listened with rapt attention.
"Amazing! Brother Yan knows so much about martial arts!" A gang mber praised.
But rather than feeling smug, ng Yan responded with a self-deprecating smile, "So what if I know a lot? What's the point of knowing if you cannot practice them? It will only make you depressed. It's the sa as seeing but can't touch."
"But now we have Earth-grade Martial Arts! We can all beco Martial Art Masters in the future!" A blue-capped gang mber spoke optimistically.
"Right! What are we still waiting for? Let us start practicing already!"
Everyone was eager to learn.
Albion shook his head with a wry smile as he watched the gang mbers all get excited over Earth-grade Martial Arts.
'One man's trash is another man's treasure, huh?' Albion silently thought with amusent.
In the Dark Emperor's spare ti, he would modify all sorts of martial arts and cultivation techniques as part of his hobby
As such, Earth-grade martial art manuals were the lowest grade that Albion could find inside his Ashura Ring.
"Alright, you all take your ti learning. I'm leaving."
Everyone was preoccupied with the Earth-grade martial art manuals, but once Albion spoke about leaving, he imdiately captured all their attention.
"Where are you going, boss?" Ah Zhen quickly asked.
"I am going to…" Albion suddenly paused for a mont before he responded with a fist-on-palm gesture, "Right, intel. I am going to gather intel."
"Really?"
"Of course!"
The gang mbers expressed their doubts in the gazes before Albion snappishly said, "What are you all looking at?! If you are so free, then put so extra efforts into practicing the Earth-grade martial art manuals I gave you!"
"Y-Yes, boss!"
"Hmph!" Albion snorted.
…
Shortly after leaving the abandoned gym, Albion frowned before pulling out his smartphone that began vibrating nonstop with many missed calls.
Among several familiar nas, there were also a bunch of unknown numbers.
"Dafuq? Why are there so many unknown numbers?" Albion's lips twitched.
The number of unknown numbers was more than twice the number of contacts he actually saved on his phone!
Suddenly, an 8-year old little boy carrying a basket of flowers ran past and bumped into Albion before falling over and dropping everything along with Albion's phone.
Crack!
The phone's screen imdiately shattered into a thousand fragnts upon contact with the hard ground, causing Ablion's expression to beco stiff with a dark look.
'Dammit, I knew I should have gotten a phonecase and screen protector!'
He did not even own the phone for a week—no, not even half a week! And yet, the screen was already cracked!
"Oi, oi, watch where you're going, you little shi—"
Albion was ready to reprimand the little boy when he suddenly noticed many bruises on the child's body before his expression changed, ending his short fit of annoyance.
"Ahem!" Albion coughed before asking, "Are you alright, kid? Do you need help?"
"I'm fine!" The little boy glared.
Shortly after the little boy quickly placed the flowers back in the basket, he gave Albion another hard glare before scurrying off with a gloomy look.
'The f*ck, man?'
Albion was taken aback.
The kid was the one who bumped into him and broke his phone screen, so what right did the kid have to be so mad at him for?!
Albion trembled slightly with irritation before quickly pulling the little boy up by the collar until their eyes t.
"Now you listen here, you little shi—"
*Gasp*
"Oh my! Is that person going to beat up that little boy?"
"It sure looks like it! Haiz, youngsters these days have no morals!"
"Quick, call the cops or sothing before that little boy gets hurt!"
The voices of nearby middle-aged won and grandmas quickly entered Albion's ears before his lips twitched again while his gloomy eyes shortly fell on the flower basket.
"You… How much for the flowers?"
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