"Fla Steel already?"
"When did you achieve a breakthrough to Fla Steel?"
His gaze was filled with unparalleled excitent, all his usual calm and collected deanor completely vanished.
He never expected that his top disciple would advance so rapidly.
"Just a couple of days ago."
Chen Feng spoke truthfully, and also gave a reminder, "I feel like I’ve touched upon the Third Level."
"But, I’m missing the True Technique."
!!!
Li Tong’s eyes shone brightly and burst with light, unable to contain his laughter, he burst into loud guffaws.
"Excellent!"
"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!"
His excited laughter caused all the students outside to be stunned, rooted to the spot; Cao Tong was a bit slow to react, quickly turning to look at the Third Elder.
But he only saw the other with a slight smile, humming a tune shortly after, and took the three unconscious true inheritors of the Songhe Style to the dicinal Material Room.
"Truly worthy of being my disciple, a Grandmaster’s stature, a Grandmaster’s stature indeed!"
Inside the Quiet Room, after being excited for quite a while, Li Tong finally rembered the main business at hand and nodded repeatedly, "I will pass on the Burning Mountain and Red Tiger secrets to you in a mont."
"But before that, you should safely store this item."
He reached inside his white robe and took sothing out, handing it over to Chen Feng.
Looking down, it was wrapped in white cloth.
Upon unraveling, a grey-blue True Martial Arts manual was revealed.
[Ten Thousand Refining Gang]
"This is the Martial Arts True Skill from the Ten Thousand Refinent Sect; their Sect Leader owed a favor many years ago."
"I went to Luo River to have a chat with him these past two days. In the end, I got this copy of the True Skill, burn it after you’re finished reading it."
Li Tong said cheerfully, his eyes full of contentnt and anticipation.
Only then did Chen Feng suddenly realize why the other hadn’t been in Nanjiang these past few days.
And he said it so lightly.
This was after all a Martial Arts True Skill; even if the other truly owed him a favor, it wouldn’t just be given away for nothing.
"Many thanks, Master."
He gave his sincere thanks, and Chen Feng once again silently noted this gratitude.
"Pssh, thanks for what."
"It’s only natural for a master to teach his disciple."
Li Tong cheerfully said, his face brimming with willingness and glee.
The young and the old thus opened the True Skill copy in the Quiet Room, and the contents also began to surface.
[Ten Thousand Refining Gang: After entry-level, there are three realms.]
[Hundred Refinents, Thousand Refinents, Ten Thousand Refinents!]
[Refining the body with Power, making the body firr and more formidable continuously, can also strengthen and enlarge one’s Power, tempered through a thousand refining and a hundred hamring, cultivating the strength of Ten Thousand Refinents...]
After reading it once, Chen Feng roughly understood the special aspect of this Martial Arts.
It could be paired with other True Skills for cultivation, once again enlarging the already limited Power, and condensing it to purity.
At the sa ti, it could, like Hard Skills, strengthen one’s Constitution to break through limits.
Arguably, the value of such a Martial Arts True Skill was extraordinary, even more powerful than the Copper Statue Technique by several degrees.
"It’s also because the Ten Thousand Refinent Sect has declined, no longer as it once was."
"Otherwise, that old guy probably wouldn’t be willing to part with this True Skill..."
Li Tong also sighed slightly. Through his explanation, Chen Feng learned that the Ten Thousand Refinent Sect now possessed only one True Intent Level and barely dominated Luo River City.
The reason they were willing to agree to give Chen Feng an opportunity to cultivate was that Li Tong promised that if the Ten Thousand Refinent Sect ever encountered danger in the future, he would definitely step in to help.
If he wasn’t around, then it would be up to Chen Feng to take over.
To this, Chen Feng felt there was no problem.
It was just a cause and effect; after he beca stronger, there would be ways to repay it.
Compared to that, he was more concerned about sothing else.
"Even possessing such strong True Skills, the Ten Thousand Refinent Sect can still decline?"
He asked curiously, but Li Tong looked at him with so annoyance.
"Do you think everybody is like you, understanding at first glance?"
"The more mysterious the True Skill, the harder it is to cultivate... These past generations of disciples from the Ten Thousand Refinent Sect failed to make anything of themselves, nobody capable of achieving mastery of this technique."
With a sowhat regretful tone, Chen Feng was thoughtful.
Seeing him like this, Li Tong hesitated for a mont.
In the end, he sighed and decided to tell him sothing.
"Actually, it’s not just the Ten Thousand Refinent Sect... Our Fla Tiger Sect, compared to its past, has also declined considerably."
His gaze distant, Li Tong walked to the window of the Quiet Room, looking up at the clear sky as if he could see faraway places.
Chen Feng was slightly startled, but soon focused on listening and stood to one side.
"More than thirty years ago, our Fla Tiger Sect’s Mountain Gate wasn’t in Nanjiang, but in Yun Gang."
"Back then, spanning the whole Southern Martial Arts World, our Fla Tiger Sect was also a top major sect, with a Grandmaster presiding."
His tone was nostalgic, and Li Tong paused for a mont before continuing, "But alas, the good tis didn’t last."
"The Heavenly Water Flying Dragon Style and our Heavenly Fla Red Tiger Style, always at odds with each other."
"Afterward, there was an accident, the lifespan of our sect’s Grandmaster ended, part of our heritage was lost, coupled with the incompetence of the subsequent generations, nobody could break free from constraints and step into this realm."
"Over ti, we were driven out of Yun Gang by the Flying Dragon Style, and that’s how we relocated north to Nanjiang."
Sha, regret, resentnt...
For Chen Feng, this was the first ti he sensed so many emotions from his master Li Tong all at once.
At the sa ti, he finally understood why the Songhe Style had sought trouble a few days ago.
Nine out of ten, it was because of the Flying Dragon Style.
Suppressing his distracting thoughts, he continued to look at Master Li Tong.
The other party confird his guess with a slight nod.
"The people from the Giant Elephant Sect are not wrong; the Great Elder of the Songhe Style indeed gained a lot of benefits from the Flying Dragon Style in his early years."
"In addition, the Flying Dragon Style has abstained from participating in the Martial Arts Tournant for years, showing restraint, but this year they’ve actively ddled with the tournant affairs... Perhaps, they harbor so ambitions."
Chen Feng nodded, roughly clarifying the context of the situation.
All the origins trace back to thirty years ago.
The struggle between dragons and tigers is always thus.
Then, the two exchanged a few more words.
Li Tong’s gaze drifted away, finally resting on Chen Feng.
"Thirty years ago, I was rely an Official Disciple, standing on the sidelines unable to intervene."
"Many of my seniors were injured, living with regret to the end, entrusting us to revive the Mountain Gate and return to Yun Gang."
"Regrettably, in these thirty years, Third Uncle and I have only managed to barely preserve a part of our foundation..."
His words were tinged with a sigh, and Chen Feng remained silent.
"But fortunately..."
Li Tong suddenly revealed a smile, his eyes filled with both relief and anticipation.
"I have finally, once again, seen hope."
...
...
That day, aside from the Ten Thousand Refining Gang Technique,
Li Tong also left behind the last two secrets of the Red Tiger Strength.
After giving his instructions, he had Li Shi arrange for two cars, planning to leave and return to the Mountain Gate.
He was also taking the three True Disciples of the Songhe Style, aiming to use them as bargaining chips in negotiations with Songhe Style.
"What if soone from the Songhe Style cos for revenge?"
Chen Feng asked from downstairs, worried that other True Disciples, like Wu Shuang, might be targeted by the True Intent Level individuals from Songhe Style.
"Unless Songhe Style really decides to discard their face and beco the joke of the Martial Arts World."
Li Tong chuckled, vaguely explaining a couple of sentences, signaling there was no need to worry.
These were the rules of the Martial Arts World; if you co looking for trouble and end up like this, the only option is to co out and negotiate properly, make trades.
Otherwise, the Mountain Gates are right there.
If everybody’s True Intent Level didn’t adhere to the rules and went out to kill indiscriminately, no one would be able to live peacefully.
Understanding the gist, Chen Feng did not inquire any further.
Two black cars drove up; Cao Tong was accompanying the three and had already taken a seat in the rear business car.
As Li Tong was about to step forward, he suddenly stopped, patted Chen Feng on the shoulder.
"There are seven days left until the Martial Arts Tournant; I’ll co to fetch you then."
"In this period, regardless of the situation, don’t worry about anything, just focus on yourself."
Their eyes t, and Chen Feng thought of their earlier conversation on the second floor of the Martial Arts Hall.
After a mont of silence, Chen Feng nodded firmly.
"Alright, then I’ll be going."
Li Tong smiled and turned around, finally getting into the car and returning to the Mountain Gate.
Watching his figure disappear, Chen Feng lingered no longer.
Turning back to the second floor of the Martial Arts Hall, he glanced at the ssage from Lin Hao.
[Lin Hao: The person has left, just boarded the high-speed train.]
[Picture]
Opening it up, he saw the Songhe Style’s backs, an old man and a young one.
Regrettably, Chen Feng had planned to change his identity to seek the answers behind the scenes, and incidentally, to demand a kowtow from the old man nad Yang Chengyuan.
But the other party obviously had made preparations, leaving on a high-speed train imdiately after departing the Martial Arts Hall.
Shaking his head, he thought if it’s not appropriate now, then wait for the next ti; he believed there would be plenty of opportunities.
And besides that,
Pushing his stray thoughts aside, Chen Feng stood rooted, recalling his master’s Burning Mountain Secret and visualizing the Red Tiger.
Just a hair’s breadth away from breaking through his bottleneck, he silently felt the subtle changes in the power within his body.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Several minutes later.
Buzz!
As if the bottleneck had been broken, the power in his body flowed uninterrupted, with his spirit sinking into his mind, as if rging with it.
[Red Tiger Strength: Burning Mountain (1%) ]
Crackling noises resounded, and Chen Feng felt his thoughts becoming much more lively.
In an instant, the panel prompted new information.
His four-dinsional attributes rapidly improved.
[Strength: 20.7→21.9]
[Agility: 19.0→20.0]
[Constitution: 26.2→28.0]
[Will: 21.5→23.5]
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