I Can See Your Combat Power

The hunchback’s heart jolted with alarm, who would have thought that his greatest secret would be revealed by someone he simply stopped to beg from?

The awakening of the Poison Spirit Body was something he had never divulged to anyone, and had it not been for the others busily fighting over gold, he might have even considered killing to keep his secret.

Summoning his strength to lift his head, wariness filled the hunchback’s one eye as he asked in a grave tone, “Who exactly are you, sir, and how do you know of my secret?”

“It’s merely a fortunate encounter,” Tang Luo responded indifferently from his phoenix carriage, “As for your secret, isn’t it written all over your face? Let’s see, you bear a grudge for the annihilation of your clan, and you harbor resentment for the theft of your wife, but do you actually have a chance staying in Longchang City? Some things are impossible even if you’re exceptional; no matter how astonishing your talent is, it won’t suffice. Only in the Fierce Realm might you have a sliver of hope for success.”

Tang Luo had not anticipated that in the time it took to simply park his phoenix carriage, he would stumble upon a rare Poison Spirit Body. What’s more, this individual had completed the accumulation of Spiritual Power necessary for the Transcendence phase. As long as his old injuries were erased, he would certainly be a top-tier fighter in the Fierce Realm, given that the combination of a Poison Spirit Body with poison-based techniques is a headache for anyone to confront.

Such a talent presented before him would indeed tempt even a sect, let alone himself. Taking out a Marshal Star Pavilion plaque from the Void Stomach, Tang Luo tossed it to the hunchback and said faintly, “Once you’ve made up your mind, take this plaque to any major city along the banks of the Lingjiang, find any Righteous Business Group store, and someone will receive you.”

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Having said this, Tang Luo did not wait for a response and drove the phoenix carriage away.

When he returned to the Wanse Tower after parking his phoenix carriage, he found that a few rascals had already started a game, claiming to be celebrating for him. Yet each was groping a damsel, stopping only when they saw him walk in, then pretended as though they had just begun.

“Enough with the act, I’ve seen it all,” Tang Luo said as he walked to the head seat, raising his cup towards them, “Congratulations on achieving great results on your first participation in Longzhou’s martial arts competition. Today, you should enjoy yourselves to the fullest, revel in pleasure. You’ve worked hard for over a month, you deserve it. I’ll go check on the room arrangements in the other courtyard; drink and have fun!”

After draining his cup, Tang Luo left the Wanse Tower’s private room and set off on his own towards the other courtyard. In truth, checking the rooms was just an excuse; he simply did not want to waste time on drinking and merrymaking.

Someone once said that true, eternal, and supreme happiness can only be derived from two things: the Dao and love.

The so-called Dao is the pursuit. Tang Luo initially practiced martial arts simply to soar through the skies and move through the earth. But as he delved deeper into the vast martial path, he grew to love it even more.

He could spend days and nights with pen and paper, working on martial techniques, or he could attempt ten thousand combinations of strength and codes without feeling the slightest fatigue.

It wasn’t just the thrill of getting stronger that intoxicated him, but also because he felt joyful just by doing it.

Love was currently a bit too remote for him, but the Dao, he felt he had found it and was doing quite well at it.

Beauties and fine wine simply didn’t compare to the martial path in his eyes; therefore, instead of wasting time here, it was better to go back and continue his studies, just like Xiao Jinlin was doing.

Traveling together, Tang Luo finally understood why the Xiao Clan patriarch could become the strongest in Xiling. He initially thought it was just due to being an Earth Spirit Body, but after getting to know him better, he realized that even without any special bloodline talents, it was just a matter of time before Xiao Jinlin became a Grandmaster-level fighter.

The man was simply too passionate about the martial path. Whenever he had a free moment, he would be seen with eyes closed, contemplating martial techniques in his Sea of Consciousness, not just one at a time, but several, even a dozen at once.

His Spirit Qualified body was divided into experimental fields; many times, Tang Luo did not even need to practice himself, as merely watching the flow of Spiritual Power within Xiao Jinlin’s body was incredibly enlightening. ŘÃNỌβЁꞨ

Xiao Jinlin’s dedication to martial arts had a significant influence on Tang Luo, making him feel that he had yet to give his all. At least, he had never thought of applying the concept of multitasking to the deduction of martial arts techniques.

Firstly, he felt that it was too mentally demanding, and secondly, he was somewhat complacent about his own rapid progress. However, seeing Xiao Jinlin, a Grandmaster, continually pushing his limits made Tang Luo’s past pride seem somewhat ridiculous.

After crossing the gallery bridge to the guest house in Longxi, Tang Luo saw Mi Bai and Lu Ningxue enjoying the moonlight, but there were no lights on in the Xiao Clan leader’s room.

“Old White, Mrs. Mi seems to be in high spirits. Do you know where the Xiao Clan leader has gone?”

“Shortly after settling in, the Xiao Clan leader suddenly said he had matters to attend to and turned into a beam of Spiritual Light and disappeared without a trace.”

“Is that so? Could it be that the Xiao Clan leader has gone to visit friends? I hadn’t heard anything about it previously.”

Tang Luo furrowed his brow, lost in thought for a moment without reaching any conclusion. He looked up at the full moon, then turned to Mi Bai and Lu Ningxue and said, “Given the Xiao Clan leader’s cultivation level, he shouldn’t encounter any problems. I won’t disturb the two of you any longer under the moon and flowers, so I will take my leave.”

Rubbing his nose, Tang Luo left the couple, who only had eyes for each other, and went back to his room. He took out the pages of the book and spread them out neatly on the desk, yet found himself suddenly seized by the impulse to fall in love.

“People who show off their love really deserve a thousand cuts!”

After muttering bitterly to himself, he closed his eyes and began to operate the secret technique of the Dao Heart to dispel the longing for love, then started refining his essence with the Yin-Yang Grinding technique.

It was all because his body was too strong, and he had stored too much essence, which led to idle thoughts. Refining some of it would solve the problem!

Although it was difficult to transform the essence of others using Yin-Yang Grinding, transforming his own was extremely efficient. Thanks to this divine power during the past two years, Tang Luo’s physical body had made rapid progress. This was much more scientific than those secret techniques that converted essence into emptiness.

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In a dark alley outside the Wansheng Building, Xiao Jinlin confronted several top warriors from the Mi Clan.

Thinking he was undetected, Mi Hu did not expect to be discovered and quickly said to the other two, “You go first, I’ll hold him off!”

No sooner had the words fallen than a Rakshasa, merged with countless Blood Fiends, appeared on the ground. With three heads and six arms, the Rakshasa held various Blood Fiend weapons, blocking Xiao Jinlin’s path.

This was Mi Hu’s most proud accomplishment, the Aok Rakshasa Body. Since the Mi Clan’s defeat in Xiling, Xiao Jinlin had not seen such an exquisite wood-based martial technique in a long time and felt somewhat nostalgic.

But nostalgia aside, it was somewhat of a stretch to think that a mere Rakshasa phantasm could stop Xiao Jinlin, who could rival a Grandmaster of Martial Saint Mountain in strength.

Two Divine Dragon Shadows burst forth from behind Xiao Jinlin, like two rainbows. The Rakshasa phantasm, wielding six pieces of Blood Fiend weapons, fearlessly lunged forward, but was torn in two by the two giant multicolored dragons. Mi Hu remained unfazed, detonating the severed Rakshasa battle body and blasting away nearly half of the Divine Dragon Shadows’ heads.

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