novelbin Chapter 604 - 583: The Shocking, Inhuman Junior Brother?! (Double - )
Chapter 604 - 583: The Shocking, Inhuman Junior Brother?! (Double - )
They all experienced the breakthrough of the Third State and knew how perilous it was at the time. Saying it’s a close brush with death is no exaggeration.
Or rather, every breakthrough of the [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution] is a gamble with life, and each subsequent breakthrough is exponentially harder.
So, unless they reach the limit and are unable to break through, they would risk their bodies exploding and dying, and would never easily attempt to break through.
In other words, unless things get so bad that they cannot hold it anymore, they wouldn’t even consider taking the plunge. Even then, they struggle like someone constipated, getting through with a lot of difficulty.
Things naturally smooth out?
Come on, tell me how to write the characters for "naturally smooth out"!
Fourth senior brother, Yuan Xidi frowned in confusion:
"[Seven Kills Fist], [Soul-Seeking Step], [Senluo Finger], I practiced them all too back then. But I remember breaking through felt like breaking a rib, lying in bed for half a month before I could get up."
Yuan Xidi scratched his head and said:
"Little junior brother, you’re mistaken. Those three martial arts are not compatible with the [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution]."
Before Yuan Xidi could finish, Hong Ya unceremoniously interrupted:
"Impossible. Little junior brother wouldn’t make mistakes. He progressed so fast in the [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution] that his intuition wouldn’t be wrong. If we didn’t feel it, then it must be our problem."
Hong Ya stated this firmly and without doubt.
And after thinking it over, everyone was indeed convinced by Hong Ya.
Yes, if you don’t trust the straight-A student’s explanation, would you rather trust the underachiever’s?
If the underachiever didn’t grasp the straight-A student’s understanding, then quite clearly...it’s the underachiever who’s too dumb.
Zhao Zhixin’s face flushed slightly. He stared fixedly at Feng Mu and asked:
"Little junior brother, did you just say you perfected the three supporting martial arts?"
They were so focused on the "compatible" issue that they somewhat ignored the "perfection" mentioned by their junior brother, subconsciously thinking it was a slip of the tongue.
"How is that possible?"
Yuan Xidi was even more shocked and blurted out,
"How long has little junior brother been a disciple, and already perfected three martial arts of third grade, and three of them?"
Yuan Xidi found it utterly absurd; he’s been in the sect for over a decade and hasn’t perfected a single martial art to such a state.
Even though the [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution] is a heaven-defying technique capable of "elevating" root bone, reaching martial arts perfection cannot solely rely on root bones.
It also requires deep understanding and insight, as well as persistence akin to water wearing away stone.
In summary, any martial art, without a decade of immersion, it’s basically impossible to achieve perfection.
Just like Yuan Xidi himself, over ten years, he practiced twenty-three martial arts. Thanks to the true skill effect, seventeen barely reached minor achievement, and four reached great success, but none touched perfection.
It’s like an exam; great success equates to scoring 99, while perfection is 100.
Seems like a mere point’s difference, but the effort and time needed for that last point exceed the previous ninety-nine combined and may not even be sufficient.
Zhao Zhixin nodded and said:
"Yeah, did little junior brother misspeak, did you reach great success?"
Even achieving great success in three months for three martial arts sounds absurd.
Zhao Zhixin was stretching his understanding as far as he could; three months to great success was his upper limit of comprehension.
Three months to perfection?
With mortal intelligence, it’s truly incomprehensible!
Hong Ya pouted and angrily kicked a small stone beside her foot.
Gong Qi said nothing. In the past, he might have shared the senior brothers’ and sisters’ judgement, but things are different now. He no longer views the little junior brother with a typical human perspective.
The little junior brother is not just a little junior brother!
He’s also my minister, my lord!
Feng Mu maintained an always gentle expression, not arguing, but modestly said:
"Hmm, senior brother makes sense, maybe I misunderstood."
Zhao Zhixin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a soft "tap" sound.
Li Guishen knocked the pipe heavily on the stone table, ashes fell, and his murky old eyes, through the lingering smoke, glanced toward Feng Mu meaningfully:
"Old eighth, demonstrate the [Seven Kills Fist], [Soul-Seeking Step], [Senluo Finger] in the courtyard for me and your brothers and sisters to see."
Actually, Li Guishen’s reason couldn’t quite believe it, but deep down there was still a weak hope.
What if?
After all, he was a closed disciple sent by the founding ancestor as a miracle.
"Alright, Master."
Feng Mu slowly stepped onto the bluestone in the courtyard, everyone’s eyes focused on him.
Unlike when he first joined the martial arts hall, where Feng Mu had to hold something back, this time, Feng Mu planned to reveal something significantly.
The breakthrough to the Third State of [Blood and Flesh Initial Solution] was his first reveal;
The breakthrough of Dao Ming True Skill with supporting martial arts, inspiring senior brothers’ and sisters’ thoughts, was his second reveal;
Currently, displaying martial arts was his third planned reveal.
These three steps built upon each other; it wasn’t merely to please the master and gain sect resources - that underestimated Feng Mu’s ambition.
Feng Mu wanted to "devour" the entire sect.
Fifth senior brother Gong Qi was basically already in his grasp, and eldest senior brother Li Bashan due to his nature didn’t require deliberate effort and was as good as taken.
Senior sister Hong Ya would jump into the pot herself, leaving...
Various thoughts flashed through Feng Mu’s mind:
"If the Master doesn’t manage things anyway, how about I take the helm instead?!!"
Clearly, being just an obedient little junior brother wouldn’t suffice for this; he must give senior brothers and sisters a mental shock, making them reassess their view of their little junior brother.
Only then would the groundwork laid by his first and second reveal take root and sprout in their hearts, allowing them to lower themselves to ask him for lessons in the future.
And asking for advice many times, the master would remain their nominal master, but the little junior brother would become their real..."master!"
Feng Mu harbored no malevolent intentions nor betrayal thoughts; he simply wanted to share some responsibility with the Master.
He was truly filial!
Having cemented his thoughts, Feng Mu habitually adjusted his glasses frame, his eyes behind the lenses suddenly sharp as knives:
"Please, senior brothers and sisters, enlighten me!"
Before the words had fully left his mouth, his figure had already transformed into a blurred shadow.
No typical martial artist’s pose of gathering momentum could be seen; just a light touch of his toes on the ground, and his whole person seemed like a phantom.....splitting on the spot!
"Tap—"
"Tap tap—"
"Tap tap tap—"
Staggered footsteps interlaced into a dense web in the courtyard, in the incredulous gazes of the senior brothers and sisters, the little junior brother’s figure first divided into two, then three, and in a blink, transformed into a dozen or so clones appearing almost real.
"Afterimages?"
Yuan Xidi’s pupil dilated sharply; he prided himself on mastering the Soul-Seeking Step to great success, able to drag a string of afterimages at top speed.
But the afterimages before him were not static; they moved in various stances, one seemed to pounce forward, one shifted to the side, another seemed to float backward.
Afterimages that move?!!
Movements were fluid and natural, yet completely defied conventional understanding, making those afterimages appear genuinely like ghost shadows, exuding a mesmerizing mystique.
"It’s not afterimages, this is...?"
Zhao Zhixin’s throat moved, his tongue seemed to tie in knots.
Even the usually cold Liu Xie changed expression, breathing rapidly, fingers unconsciously reaching for the gilded silver wine flask in his pocket, tipping back for a large gulp of strong liquor.
Hong Ya’s small mouth formed an "O" shape, with eyes full of sparkling stars of shock, chin lifted proudly.
Gong Qi gulped hard, realizing his mistake:
"So, when little junior brother was asking himself about [Martial Inference Skill] on the road, he wasn’t trying to grasp it; he clearly already had it!"
I had already tried to view the litt....no, the minister, with a non-human perspective, but didn’t expect he was even beyond my imagination~
Gong Qi’s face held no senior brother dignity, brimming with shared glory.
"I’ve been numbed with shock long ago, now it’s finally the senior brothers’ and sisters’ turn to taste this feeling, well well, good!"
Gong Qi thought sinisterly to himself, sneaking a glance at the Master...