He was astonished to discover... recently, he had actually faintly touched the threshold of a breakthrough.
When he shared this shocking discovery with everyone, imdiately, no one could remain calm.
They were now convinced that the reason ng Lang and Yan Weiwei could achieve the realm of their dreams at such a young age was inextricably linked to this secret manual!
And this was also the true reason why these experts were willing to nestle in an obscure little security company as security captains.
For the gratitude of teaching and passing on knowledge, they were naturally grateful to ng Lang and Yan Weiwei.
"That’s what we say, but to let Master Yan win, and not make it too obvious, that Elder Yan is no fool, he will definitely see through it if we’re too blatant."
"Hey! I have an idea, this thod of joint assault, coordination is crucial. If we pretend to be clumsy at combining attacks, Elder Yan wouldn’t have much to say."
"Hmm! That’s a good plan. Why not do this, Tang Ling, you just throw flying knives from the back later, everyone pay attention to positioning and ’accidentally’ get just close enough.
Rest assured, they have no edge, it’ll at most hurt a bit."
"Uh... guys, although my flying knives aren’t guaranteed to never miss, I can’t just aim at our teammates, can I?
Aren’t you ruining the Tang Sect reputation with this?"
"There’s no one else here besides us, at worst we let Master Yan treat you to spicy hotpot later."
"Uh... you sure that won’t be too obvious?"
"You have a better idea then?"
Before the combat strategy was even fully discussed, Yan Weiwei’s announcent upon entering the arena imdiately shattered their plans...
"Beat , and you get one chance to comprehend the upgraded version of the ’Overclocking Scripture’!"
Everyone was montarily stunned.
In the next instant, the atmosphere in the arena drastically changed!
The "Water Release Alliance," which was just playing nice, imdiately had their eyes lit up.
The favor definitely needed to be repaid, but the opportunity for progress couldn’t be missed!
Our desire for progress was insatiable!
...
Yan Feng in the audience naturally heard Yan Weiwei’s words and was so shocked he almost stood up from his chair.
What is that?
Upgraded version of the ’Overclocking Scripture’?
I haven’t even comprehended version 1.0, and 2.0 is already out?
This stuff updates monthly like this?
It’s like fighting for the Nine Yin Scripture at Huashan Mount, and then being told from the sidelines that the Nine Yin Scripture 2.0 has already been published.
Which family’s Divine Skill Manual updates at such a ridiculous frequency?
But soon Yan Feng had no mind to ponder the update frequencies, because he suddenly noticed...
Yan Weiwei... seed sowhat different.
With just a few steps, as she approached, each step seed ordinary, yet carried so mysterious rhythm, her entire body seed to be moving with a slight rhythm.
When she stood plainly in front of everyone, eyes slightly closed.
An unassuming, seemingly flawed posture inexplicably gave off a strange sense of crisis...
Not only him, but Li Lei and Xiang Wenlong in the arena all felt a similar sense of crisis.
And this sense of crisis seed to evoke so extrely unwilling mories in them...
"Master Yan, forgive us, everyone attack together!"
Sensing the atmosphere in the arena, everyone almost simultaneously reached a consensus.
Xiang Wenlong, most skilled at close combat, let out a low roar, suddenly stepped forward, his right fist launched like a cannonball, initiating the attack first.
The fist wind howled, straight towards Yan Weiwei’s face.
Before the fist arrived, the fierce wind was already upon her!
Yet Yan Weiwei remained completely still, eyes still half-open, half-closed, until the fist wind was upon her, her body suddenly moved slightly backward.
This move, like willow catkins in the wind, easily dodged the punch.
The fist brushed past her nose, unable to touch her in the slightest.
Yan Feng couldn’t help but his eyes light up.
"Body like catkins, using stillness to counteract motion, excellent movent!"
Xiang Wenlong’s strike missed, he let out a low shout, changing his fist to claws, using his signature Tendon-Splitting Bone-Crushing Hand aiming for Yan Weiwei’s left shoulder!
At this mont, an unexpected scene appeared, Yan Weiwei astonishingly did not dodge, watching Xiang Wenlong’s grappling hand about to land on her shoulder.
Just then, Yan Weiwei’s shoulder seed to move strangely, Xiang Wenlong’s claw attack slipped off her shoulder like he’d hit an eel...
In the next mont, a hand seemingly slow yet fast, lightly rested on Xiang Wenlong’s forearm. In the mont when Xiang Wenlong’s face still had a look of astonishnt, a slight pull, using his uncontainable forward montum, just a slight shake...
"Crack!"
"Ah~" Xiang Wenlong’s scream ca, as he staggered two steps back, his right hand hanging limply on his shoulder.
"What?!"
"This..."
Everyone was astonished.
The grappling expert Xiang Wenlong, defeated in a single move, with his arm dislocated?
"Round and united, using force against force... could this... could this be Wudang’s Tai Chi Power?"
Yan Feng stood up from his seat in shock as well.
Weiwei, since when did you learn such a profound force neutralizing technique?
The remaining six people who had been hesitating on whether or not to unethically fight seven against one, saw their most skilled fellow Xiang Wenlong defeated in a single move, dared not hesitate any longer, and all started to move.
Either spreading out and forming a circle, attacking when the chance appeared, or brandishing blades...
Though unsure why Yan Weiwei suddenly felt like a different person, her moves drastically changed from her previous style.
Perhaps guessing she had concealed such a trump card was why she was confident to fight one against seven?
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