Limitless - Chapter 73: You Will Enter Another Country If You’re Not Careful!

The two of them were sent flying by Chu Yu and the surroundings became silent.

Was it even possible for an Acupoint Charging martial artist to be this powerful?

This wasn’t just perverted, this was demonic, this was against Heaven’s will!

How is this possible?

The Invigorated Meridian experts hiding by the side were all stunned, not believing what they were seeing.

Elder Yue had brought Xue Ran along and rushed to the scene. Upon seeing this, his eyes sparkled and he became deep in thought. No one knew what he was thinking about.

Xue Ran, on the other hand, felt chills running down her spine.

She thought to herself, What have I done?

She had actually wanted to play such a powerful individual into her hands?

Did she really just try to use a carrot and stick approach to make him grateful towards her?

My gosh!

Those were two extremely powerful youths, Invigorated Meridian Stage Eight and Invigorated Meridian Stage Nine respectively!

They had immense power and awe inducing battle prowess.

Yet, they couldn’t even last a single round with Song Hong?

Xue Ran’s face was flushed, she felt extremely ashamed and guilty.

Cold beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.

She had always thought of herself as extremely intelligent, peerless even, and she had never bothered about anyone else.

For example, little dazed girls like Feng Ning, were simply unimportant children to her.

Only after being enlightened by Elder Yue did she realise that she wasn’t as smart as she thought, in fact... she was a little dumb.

The most frustrating things in this world were the people who were dumb but insisted that they were smart!

These people, if they were unable to see their own weaknesses, were the worst!

Xue Ran had been beaten to a point where she couldn’t help but recognize her weaknesses, yet that feeling was an awkward one.

As she saw the two Invigorated Meridian Realm experts fly through the sky as a result of Chu Yu’s attack, she found herself gasping for air.

As Elder Yue looked at the pale faced Xue Ran, he took he icy hand in his and used the Voice Transmission Technique, "Only by knowing shame can you be courageous, that’s the only way you’ll have a future. Later on, don’t follow us. If... and I mean if, no one can succeed today, then in the future, find an opportunity to mend bridges with Song Hong."

Xue Ran shivered, then nodded silently.

She had learnt so much from this lesson!

Over there!

Seeing as the two Invigorated Meridian martial artists had been sent flying, the other Invigorated Meridian martial artists could not hold it in any longer and all jumped out.

There were more than 20 of them!

They ranged from Invigorated Meridian Stage Three, all the way to Stage 10 or higher... each one of them radiated with a strong aura.

Someone said solemnly, "First, grab this b*tch, then... we will split the Crane Saint’s legacy equally!"

In such a situation, it would be difficult for anyone to take the Crane Saint’s legacy for himself.

As such, they would rather take down Chu Yu and split the loot equally!

As they saw it, they could just make copies and hand them to everyone!

In order to cultivate using a saint’s techniques, one needed talent. As long as they got it, it would be like gaining a huge advantage for their sects!

Could their own benefits be little?

Of course not!

"Agree!"

"I agree!"

"Good!"

"That’s a deal!"

A group of Invigorated Meridian martial artists pressed in on Chu Yu.

This group of people virtually all came from ancient schools, and they had powerful backers!

In the darkness, there were a few people already in the Xiantian Realm, but they did not move.

You don’t burn the house to rid a mouse!

When you attained such a level, in the current world, it would make you one of the top martial artists!

Not only did they want to get the Crane Saint’s legacy, they wanted it for themselves.

They had an even better idea than the Invigorated Meridian martial artists of what the legacy of a saint could do.

With the recovery of the world, anyone who wanted to rise quickly had to depend on something like that.

As such, they were still waiting!

They were still observing!

They all wanted to know if there was a strong, unknown power backing Song Hong.

Else, there would be a constant nagging feeling in their hearts.

Anyone who could attain such power was no pushover.

Chu Yu looked at the people surrounding him and used the Voice Transmission Technique to speak with the weasel, "Old Yellow, fart!"

Damn you, you’re the one farting!

Old yellow nearly could not hold in his rebuttal, his anger choking him up.

It was a cultured weasel with deep research into humans. It still remembered the first time it saw the phrase, "A weasel which calls upon a chicken does not have good intentions. It nearly angered him to death!"

Weasels rarely eat chickens ok? Humans on the other hand, eat chickens all the time...

All in all, in its eyes, most humans were jerks!

Not many were good.

However, it did not dare disobey Chu Yu’s orders. Seeing the people rushing over, the weasel turned its body and farted.

Poot-

A wave of pungent yellow gas, accompanied by a disgusting, stinging smell, formed a fan shape... and slowly wafted towards the group of men.

"Run quickly!" Chu Yu used the Voice Transmission Technique to tell the weasel, before taking off himself.

Old Yellow didn’t even wait for Chu Yu’s command, after farting, it turned and ran/

Else, if it didn’t run, was it supposed to wait around for these furious Invigorated Meridian martial artists to rip it to shreds?

"Aiyo... what is that damned smell?"

"F*ck... stinking me to death! F*ck his mother... its that weasel farting!"

"That damned weasel!"

"How f*cking smelly! What a jerk!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah, I want to kill that damned weasel!" One of the ladies lost her cool and raged.

However, this scream caused the fart smell to be all the more pungent in her mouth, and her entire body was covered in the stench, causing her to almost crumble on the spot.

"Song Hong has run away!"

"Don’t let him get away!"

"Chase, quickly!"

"This is infuriating, that b*stard!"

These group of men picked up their speed and raced out of the fart cloud, chasing in the direction that Chu Yu disappeared in.

The weasel’s fart had utterly enraged the entire group of Invigorated Meridian Realm martial artists.

Even the few hidden Xiantian experts were stunned. They quickly closed up their six senses, and build a shield to block the stench.

Even though the stench did not reach them, they were all disgusted by it.

Their impression of Song Hong and the weasel plummeted.

How shameless!

In order to think of using a weasel’s fart to suffocate people... how evil must one be in order to think of such an idea?

Was he really an elite cultivated by an influential power?

How was it that he seemed like such a horrible person!

As they saw Song Hong run, the few Xiantians also began to move.

The weasel went to the south whilst Chu Yu ran to the East.

Some of the people who hated the weasel had no choice but to give up the chase against the weasel. After all, getting the legacy of the Crane Saint was more important.

Chu Yu ran manically for over half an hour in a single breath.

Even he himself did not know where he was, but clearly, he had already left China.

Even though he did not run with all his effort, there were few who could chase up to him.

Other than the few Xiantian powerhouses, there were only three to four high stage Invigorated Meridian martial artists who could barely follow behind, without being left in the dust.

This was all part of Chu Yu’s plan!

Maybe in the eyes of those people, by coming to a foreign land, his clearly eastern features would become even more obvious, leaving him no place to hide! The others did indeed think that way. As they saw "Song Hong" choose the route desperately and rush into Meng Country, and from Meng Country to Afghanistan, the few Xiantians laughed coldly.

They were also slightly relieved. Even though they felt that Song Hong was ridiculously powerful... it was likely that he was just a rogue cultivator who had stumbled upon good luck!

Now that the world had recovered, there were bound to be some incredibly lucky people who had gotten unimaginable legacies and progressed to great levels in a short time.

Weren’t there rumors that Song Hong had gotten much loot from the Ruins of the Pile of Three Stars? Song Hong then was nowhere near as powerful!

As such, there could possibly be no one backing him!

He may be a pure... lucky person!

In this day and age, it is possible to find out the birth clan and school of every superior youth talent.

Why is it that this Song Hong is so mysterious?

From start to end, no one had heard of his tutelage or his origin.

Even with his life on the line, he had no one to run to and could only choose a desperation route and run away.

As such, the mysteriousness was all his own concoction!

Just like what was said in the poster released by Xue Ran from the Rainfall Ancient Sect, the Chu Clan was simply a small tool in Song Hong’s hands.

This Song Hong, was completely and utterly... a powerful scammer!

He had lied to everyone!

After the truth was revealed he wasn’t even worth mentioning.

The few Xiantian experts had lived many moons, the youngest was already over 200 years old.

After they figured out what was going on, all of them independently felt a rage build up in them.

How could these elderly men hundreds of years old be fooled by a infant like chap like him?

As such, they never took action, worried about who or what kind of power was behind Song Hong?

Now, where can you run to?

These few Xiantian experts no longer cared about what kind of trick Song Hong could come up with, their only obstacle now, was themselves.

Chu Yu had already passed a few small towns, after hearing their accents and seeing their faces, he realized that he had entered Central Asia.

He had entered the world’s biggest inland country, Afghanistan.

After entering a patch of desert, Chu Yu finally stopped for a breather.

He looked like he was exhausted.

The few Invigorated Meridian Stage 10 and above martial artists behind him slowly began to reveal their silhouettes.

They had no choice, after entering the desert, there is no place for cover.

They also were not adept enough in the divine magical techniques to make themselves invisible.

However, there was no need for them to hide once they were here.

One of the Invigorated Meridian Stage 10 youth martial artist smiled coldly at Chu Yu, "Why aren’t you running anymore? You run rather quickly. No wonder you’re this arrogant. However, you probably didn’t expect that we could chase you here in a single breath did you?"

"If you are smart enough, you would hand over the Crane Saint’s legacy as well as the other valuables on you and scram. Maybe, you can still live by the skin of your teeth."

Another youth said faintly, he was also an Invigorated Meridian Stage 10 expert!

In all of the ancient schools, there were considered part of the core disciples!

They were the disciples of the masters in the clan!

The other Invigorated Meridian Realm martial artists looked at each other. They could sense the greed and excitement in each other’s eyes.

The less people... the better!

It would be best if all those Xiantian powerhouses did not follow!

But they were clear that this was an impossible fantasy.

Amongst the Xiantian powerhouses were some of their seniors in their sects, they would not want such an achievement to be taken away from them either!

In order to prevent any unexpected surprises from occurring, they looked at each other and instantly understood each other’s intentions.

To them, subduing Song Hong would be half the job done!

Chu Yu looked at the people in front of him and laughed coldly, "Did it never occur to you that I lured you all here on purpose so that I can kill all of you in one shot?"

Limitless - Chapter 72: Elder Yue

Old Yellow could not help but exhale a breath of cold air, thinking in its heart: Are you trying to find a flowery way to kill yourself?

Usually, when people want to train their combat abilities, they would exchange pointers with others, or challenge an expert that they were familiar with. At the most, they would enter Jianghu to temper themselves. However, those that dared to do that were the Heaven’s Prides.

Only when they had no other options left and were forced to the edge, would they brace themselves to fight to the death.

However, this b*stard was really good, taking the initiative to engage in a death match with a group of experts.

Moreover, there was even the slight possibility that he might encounter a true Xiantian powerhouse!

If this wasn’t a flowery to kill himself, then what was it?

The old weasel found it extremely hard to understand Chu Yu’s thoughts; it even thought that he had gone mad.

Thus, Old Yellow stammered and mumbled, "How bout… I make a move first?"

"You dare!" Chu Yu glanced at it, "Later, I still need you to poison them with your farts!"

"..." Old Yellow rolled its eyes, thinking: You think that I can just fart as and when I like? Don’t I need to accumulate it first? And, that’s not called a fart, that’s a legit attack!

However, it did not show any dissent; this fella changed colours as easily as he changes clothes.

He’s a plus-sized b*stard that starts attacking the moment he didn’t agree with you!

Chu Yu and Old Yellow soon reached the outside of the City.

At the same time, many people in Dragon City had received the news that he’s leaving the city.

"Song Hong is running"

"Chase after him!"

"Now that we’re not in Dragon City, it would be so much better!"

"There’s no where he can escape off to outside!"

"This time, the Crane Saint’s legacy will be ours!"

The crowds started to surge with emotion.

At ths moment, Xue Ran was in a secret discussion with Elder Yue.

Elder Yue looked like she was only 30 over years old; she was an elegant and graceful beauty.

However, no one seemed to know her actual age.

A woman’s age was naturally a secret.

Much less could be said for a Xiantian cultivator like Elder Yue. Exactly how long did she live for, in the entire Rainfall, very few people knew the answer to that question.

Elder Yue looked very beautiful; she belonged to the intellectual beauty category. Dressed in an elegant Qipao, seated quietly, she did not reveal even a half bit of qi energy.

If one didn’t know, he might even think that this was an ordinary, mortal beauty.

"You’re saying, that Song Hong was very proud? He’s willing to be surrounded by his enemies, rather than work with us?" Elder Yue’s voice was very gentle, not even a hint of anger could be heard.

"Yes, I originally thought that by forcing pressure on him, he would be extremely flustered. However, I didn’t expect that he did not seem to even care." When Xue Ran explained this to Elder Yue, she seemed a little vexed.

"Not caring, is just a facade. Naturally, he wouldn’t casually leave his emotions on his face," Elder Yue laughed slightly. "He doesn’t want to work with us, is because he had yet to see our true power."

"En, that’s why I want to request Elder Yue to act, to let him have a glimpse of our power!" Xue Ran said exxpectantly.

She was indeed anticipating her Elder Yue to act; this was a Xiantian powerhouse, a true cultivator, a holder of sacred arts!

"No hurry, wait till he is at the end of the road, we can act then. By then, he wouldn’t even have a choice on whether he wants to cooperate or not." Elder Yue laughed slightly. "Moreover, I’m not the only Xiantian that has come this time. Many people are still observing behind the scenes."

At this moment, Xue Ran received a message on her phone. After a quick glimpse, she uttered, "Song Hong is leaving the city!"

"En, I got it. Don’t worry, he’s not going to escape." Elder Yue maintained her slight smile, with a look of calmness on her face.

Even though Xue Ran was a little anxious, when she saw Elder Yue’s composed expression, she also calmed down, her pounding heart also gradually slowed down.

Then, Elder Yue glanced at her and said, "Xiao Xue, your talent is excellent, and you are also incredibly intelligent. However, you seem to be rather reckless with this matter. At the end of the day, you’re still too young ah. Even though you have the talent and intelligence, you’re lacking the experience. You’re still not good enough."

"Elder Yue’s words are true. I will take note of them in the future," Xue Ran lowered her head and spoke softly.

"You don’t understand," Elder Yue said gently and calmly. "In this matter, you look like you’re forcing that Song Hong into a corner with no where to hide. However, you forgot, that person is incredibly cunning, and he appears and disappears unpredictably. Moreover, even thought many people were keeping their eyes on him, this matter had yet to be blown up. With your actions, you have exposed this matter to the public. Now, if anyone wants to find trouble with the Chu Clan in the future, they would no longer have an excuse."

"This is equivalent to helping the Chu Clan, but they had yet to thank you.

Elder Yue looked at Xue Ran, "Actually in this matter, the best solution was to continue to concentrate everyone’s eyes on the Chu Clan. This sort of thing, not only should you not have white-washed the Chu Clan, you should have done the opposite, and made everyone think that the Crane Saint’s legacy was with the Chu Clan! Then, we can find our chances to control Song Hong."

Xue Ran startled, then laughed ruefully, "I have never placed the Chu Clan in my plans. I have always thought, that a mere underworld clan…"

Elder Yue nodded, she understoof Xue Ran’s meaning. This was just a mere familiy clan; to help or to destroy it was as simple as a single thought.

The reason for Xue Ran’s actions, was to thoroughly expose Song Hong, forcing him to an end. Thereafter, he would have no choice but to work with thm.

She had this sort of self-confidence, because behind her back, was Elder Yue, a true Xiantian powerhouse!

"Your self-confidence stems from me. At least at the moment, among the Xiantian cultivators that have come to Dragon City, I should be the strongest," Elder Yue said gently.

"You are already half a step into the King Realm…" Xue Ran said softly.

"No matter what realm, there’s no such thing as half a step." Elder Yue laughed, "If you’re there, then you’re not there. Even if it’s merely half a step, you’re still not there!"

As she spoke, she looked at Xue Ran, "You’ve never gone and discern Chu Yu’s temper. How do you know that when he is forced to a corner, he would necessarily work with us? At this moment,if another faction offers to work with him, who would he choose?"

Xue Ran was slightly startled, but she promptly replied, "But, will there be another faction that will be like us? To not want to kill him, but to bring him along with the legacy back?"

Rainfall, not only wanted to obtain the Crane Saint’s legacy, they were more interested in Song Hong!

A saint’s legacy, thought they were each unique and powerful, what they needed more was this sort of heaven defying talent.

Moreover, the Crane Saint’s legacy, could not be cultivated by many people!

Also, not just anyone who obtained a saint’s legacy would be able to reach a higher realm. More importantly, they wanted to control Song Hong. To Rainfall, talent was worth more than the legacy!

This was Xue Ran’s true purpose!

However, now that Elder Yue mentioned it, she instantly felt that there were many holes in her plan.

She had spoiled Song Hong’s business; Song Hong must definitely have formed a bad opinion of her.

Even if she didn’t say it, others would eventually find out that Chu Yu and Chu Clan were merely a smokescreen set off by Song Hong. If she didn’t say it, at least no one would think of it for now.

But now that she had said it, Song Hong must hate her desperately. At this point, if a third party…

Elder Yue laughed, "There’s one more point. You forgot the power behind Song Hong. This is actually the main reason why I don’t want to kill him!"

She looked at Xue Ran, "Because no one, is willing to offend… a huge, unknown being!"

On Xue Ran’s forehead, was a thin later of sweat. She looked at Elder Yue in slight panic, "I…"

"No worries child. When people are young, when haven’t they done something foolish? There’s no need to worry, everything… is still within our control!" Elder Yue smiled faintly.

Thereafter, she stood up, "Come, time to stretch our bodies. Later, I will be meeting some old friends!"

…

Old Yellow trembled as it looked at Chu Yu, "Brother Yellow feels that something dangerous is coming…"

Chu Yu remained expressionless, looking just like he was bringing his dog out for a casual stroll. Dragon City, behind him, got further and further away.

"I said…"

Old Yellow was about to say something when suddenly it’s body jerked forcefully.

With a ‘Bang", an attack had landed just where Old Yellow just was. A huge hole appeared on the hard ground.

Old Yellow looked around for Chu Yu in panic, but soon discovered that this b*stard had long floated off to the side.

Yes, float.

The action looked incredibly graceful, as though he was without fear.

A shadow directly pounced at Chu Yu, as it said solemnly, "Hand over the Crane Saint’s legacy, or die!"

The energy fluctuations around this person was rich and strong, bringing with it an oppressive force.

Advanced Invigorated Meridian Realm!

This was a true expert.

After finding Chu Yu, he did not have any hint of hesitation as he directly struck out.

Now, everyone knew that Song Hong had the Crane Saint’s legacy on him. And he knew clearly, there were too many people with their eyes on Song Hong!

No one knew who would emerge victorious in a chaotic struggle.

Everyone didn’t want to be a "cockroach", they were more interested in being the sparrow.

Thus, he could not hold it in any further!

Thus, Duan Hong, an Invigorated Meridian Stage 8 martial artist from Four Waters School, was the first to attack!

Duan Hong had already been very careful. In his attack, he had purposely concealed his power to sneak an attack on Chu Yu.

In instant he attacked, he was even filled with confidence!

A sneak attack from an expert at Invigorated Meridian Stage 8, as long as his opponent wasn’t a Xiantian cultivator, theres a 80 to 90% chance that he would hit.

He never expected that this b*stard would be so sensitive, to actually dodge his attack.

As he looked at the woundless "Song Hong", Duan Hong was angered, and at the same time, shocked.

This fella… seems, very strong!

"After half a day, why is there only one of you who could not hold it in? From the looks of it, your patience… is very limited ah." Chu Yu looked at Duan Hong with a face of calm. "Look at the others, they are like rabbits hiding in a bush, how clever?"

At one go, he scolded a group of people. Immediately, one person couldn’t hold it in any further, jumping out and pointing at Chu yu.

"Song Hong, who are you calling a rabbit?"

The person speaking was a big and burly man with bronze coloured skin. As he stood there, he looked like a iron tower. He looked at Chu Yu in fury.

"You see, this big rabbit has a bad temper. He couldn’t become a steady turle, so he took the initiative to jump out?" Chu Yu’s lips twithced, as he charged towards Duan Hong.

"I’m going to kill you!" This iron tower-like, big man lifted his fist, it seemed to have the pressure of Mount Tai as it headed towards Chu Yu’s brains.

Peng!

A thunderous roar sounded.

This attack, was fast and vicious!

The sound was astounding!

Suddenly, a sneer suddenly emerged on Chu Yu’s face.

This time, he did not dodge, but faced it head on!

Lifting his fist, he punched towards the big man’s fist!

In the big man’s eyes, a hint of ferocity flashed. He seemed to imagine the scene of Song Hong’s entire arm being destroyed by him!

Boom!

The two fists clashed violently.

This was a pure competition of strength, no skills were involved!

Kacha!

The big man’s fingers… shattered.

His entire fist, was fractured by Chu Yu’s fist.

Thereafter, Chu Yu kicked this big man right in the abdomen, sending him flying like a soccer ball.

Duan Hong’s entire body was rooted in shock. That big man, was an expert one stage stronger than him, an expert at Invigorated Meridian Stage 9!

At this instant, Chu Yu charged straight at Duan Hong.

"F*ck off!"

Chu Yu shoited loudly.

Thereafter, Duan Hong f*cked off.

He was kicked right in the waist, whizzing off.

In mid air, he even coughed out a mouth full of fresh blood.

An expert in Invigorated Meridian Stage 8, when placed in front of a Great Circle of Acupoint Charging Chu Yu, had no means of resistance!

True Martial World - Chapter 153: Yi Yun’s Weapon

Yan Menglong had let him choose two weapons, it would not make sense for them to be the same weapon type.

Yi Yun had decided to choose a long-range and short-range weapon.

Long-range weapons were bows, crossbows, stealth weapons, javelins or flying axes.

Among the long-range weapons in the Divine Capitals Armory, there were the greatest number of crossbows present. To an army, stealth weapons were not suitable. As for javelins and flying axes, they were only used in tribes. These weapons were too heavy and only suitable for hunting. It would be tough to carry these weapons over long distances. A person's carrying limit was about ten javelins or ten flying axes

Yi Yun tried each one to get a feeling!

Suddenly Yi Yun felt something special when he touched a bow.

The feeling was not obvious and it was difficult to explain, but it existed like an inseparable link.

"Bow… For my first weapon, I'll choose a bow!"

"Oh, you are choosing a bow?" Yan Menglong's eyes lit up. "In the army, there are eighteen martial skills, and the bow is first! Among the eighteen skills, bow is first, crossbow second, spear third, saber fourth, sword fifth, polearm sixth… all the way to bare fighting fists at eighteen! In the eighteen martial skills, the bow is first, and bare fighting last!"

Bare fighting was to fight bare-handed. A warrior would not always have their weapon beside them, for instance having their weapon shatter is a likely event.

Hence, fighting bare-handed was also extremely important. Hence, as the last entry among the eighteen martial skills, it was leaving the best for last.

The bow was ranked the best among the eighteen martial skills because it was the best among long-range weapons! It was extremely important between two armies!

To a low-level warrior, a crossbow would be easier to operate and learn. But a crossbow relies on mechanical power, so the power from it depends on the crossbow's mechanical properties.

But a bow fully depended on a warrior's arm strength!

Thus from ancient times, generals and Human Lords had all used bows. The best weapon for obtaining the head of a rival army was the bow!

A speed of a bow was not something a crossbow could compete with. It was faster by at least four to five times.

When a human expert pulled a thousand cauldron bow, they could collapse a city wall with their continuous shots!

Seeing Yan Menglong acknowledge his choice, Yi Yun immediately took down a red battle bow, pulled the bow and stretched it to the utmost.

Compared to his agility, Yi Yun's arm strength was not as monstrous, but he was still far stronger than a warrior at the same level.

After all, Yi Yun had reached the "Tempered Body, Dragon Pulse" state!

When he stretched open the red battle bow, Yi Yun's joints sounded out like the rustling of frying beans. Yan Menglong stroked his chin and nodded slightly, "Not bad, this is the Sequoia Bow made by the Su family in the Jin state. Black iron was forged a thousand times into the bow. A typical early-stage Purple Blood warrior can hardly pull the bow open. Only a peak-Purple Blood warrior can pull this bow and shoot continuously. This bow can easily pierce through a near-horned beast!"

Yi Yun shook his head and placed down the Sequoia Bow.

"Oh? You find it too light?" Yan Menglong smiled at Yi Yun.

Yi Yun nodded, "It's not bad now, but my strength grows rapidly. This bow will outlive its use very soon."

For a peak-Purple blood warrior to be able to string the bow made it unchallenging for Yi Yun.

"Haha, good! Follow me!" Yan Menglong said and brought Yi Yun around a large stone pillar. He retrieved a bow from behind the pillar, "Try this one."

Yan Menglong threw a black iron bow over to Yi Yun. He looked meaningfully at Yi Yun as if he wanted to test him.

Yi Yun caught the bow and immediately felt his arms sink!

Such a heavy bow!

Yi Yun was shocked. This bow was difficult for an ordinary warrior to lift, let alone stringing it to shoot arrows.

When Yi Yun used his strength to pull open the bow, it issued a dull sound while he only managed to pull it open by a tiny amount.

Yi Yun raised his eyebrows. It sure was hard! With his strength of being able to pull hundreds of thousands of catties of beast meat, he could not pull the bow open!

"Even a peak-Purple Blood warrior might not be able to use this black iron bow. How is it, do you think it's enough for you?"

Yi Yun pondered deeply for a while. He closed his eyes and felt the bow's energy and the tremors when he pulled the bow. After that, Yi Yun shook his head.

"Oh?" Yan Menglong frowned slightly. "You can only pull open this bow by a tiny amount, and you still think it's not enough? You do know that pulling the initial way just uses a tiny amount of strength. When you reach the end, you will need even more strength! This bow is enough for you in the Purple Blood realm, and you are not satisfied?"

Yi Yun thought for a while and considered his choice of words, "The strength needed is enough, but… when I hold the bow, it lacks a compatibility… It was like it was lacking a spiritual connection."

Yi Yun's voice was hesitant, as he described the mysterious feelings he had when pulling the bow with uncertainty. Although there was a weak feeling of compatibility when he touched the Sequoia Bow, it still existed.

But when it came to the black iron bow, it only felt cold to Yi Yun.

"Oh?" Yan Menglong looked at Yi Yun with surprise, "You actually have that feeling? Compatibility?"

"Yes," Yi Yun nodded.

Yan Menglong took the black iron bow from Yi Yun and casually pulled it. The black iron bow gave off a dull sound before it was fully pulled open.

Yan Menglong released.

"Peng!"

A loud ring came from the bow as it quivered. It was like the surrounding air had been pulled along by this great strength as it gave off violent tremors!

Yi Yun looked in secret surprise. He was curious about Yan Menglong's arm strength.

"Kid, you sure have some insight. This black iron bow may be heavy, but… its value is much lower than the Sequoia Bow you saw earlier! The Sequoia Bow was made specially by a blacksmith refiner. But this black iron bow was only made by a high-class blacksmith. The black iron bow is hard only because of its material!"

"Looks like… Among the long-range weapons, you have some natural sensitivity with bows… Not bad!"

Yan Menglong hesitated for a moment before saying, "Fine! Since then, I'll show you that bow…"

With that said, Yan Menglong brought Yi Yun deep into the armory. In the deepest parts of the armory, after going around a stone pillar, Yi Yun saw a door made of stone.

Seeing this stone door made Yi Yun excited as he was filled with anticipation.

In the Divine Capital Armory, this bow was still kept separately in a secret chamber, which meant that it was extraordinary!

Yan Menglong took out a key and opened a stone door before leading Yi Yun into a stone chamber. On a stone wall, there was a black long bow that had bayonets lining its two ends.

The moment Yi Yun saw the battle bow, his eyes lit up. He could feel an aura contained within like it was restraining some absolute power.

"Tai Cang Bow. It was made by a bow-making grandmaster that came from the Cang state's reclusive aristocratic family, the Zhang family!"

"The Zhang family is an aristocratic bow and arrow family. The word, Zhang (张) has the meaning of bow (弓) within it. It is also used as a quantifier to describe the number of bows, such as one 'Zhang' of bow, two 'Zhang' of bows.

"Try it!"

Yi Yun felt excited after hearing Yan Menglong's introduction. He eagerly jumped forward and took the bow off the wall.

The first thought that came to Yi Yun's mind was the word "heavy"!

The Tai Cang Bow's body was not thicker than a thumbnail, but it was much heavier than the black iron bow!

The Tai Cang Bow was made entirely of metal!

But holding the Tai Cang Bow, Yi Yun found that feeling of compatibility again. In fact, it was more than ten times stronger than the feeling when he held the Sequoia Bow!

Immediately, Yi Yun fell in love with the bow.

Yan Menglong said, "The Tai Cang Bow's body is made of Tai Cang metal, whose essence is a family secret of the Zhang family. This metal is forged using the finest divine black iron, making the divine black metal have incredible flexibility! A tremble of a metal pole made from Tai Cang metal the width of a thumbnail can create tremors that can blast a person into pieces!"

"And not only that, this Tai Cang metal essence allows you to inject Yuan Qi into it. The hardness and toughness of the Tai Cang metal essence will increase as a result. The more Yuan Qi you inject into it, the harder it becomes, making it harder to pull! Its strength increases too!"

"It won't only be you. Even for me, there is no limit to how much strength you can put into the Tai Cang Bow when using it. There is no fear that your strength can exceed the bow's limits. As long as it's the Zhang family's Tai Cang Bow, if you can inject an entire ocean's worth of Yuan Qi into it, you can really shoot down the sun and the stars, piercing the sky!"

With Yan Menglong's description, it made Yi Yun's blood boil. This was indeed a great bow.

"Look at the two ends of the Tai Cang Bow. There are wrought iron blades mounted on the Tai Cang metal essence and with a swish, they can break any ordinary sword! The bow tip is made from Black Boned Giant Rhinoceros horns."

"As for the bow string, it is made from an unknown number of processes. The Cang state's Zhang family obtained the ribs of a Giant Python desolate beasts and twisted them into the bow’s string. It was then soaked in a mixture brewed from shark skin for eighteen years before completion!"

Yan Menglong's description and the gaze he gave to Yi Yun conveyed a message—

"To give you this bow would be too good for a kid like you!"

But even without Yan Menglong's description, Yi Yun could tell the strong feelings the bow was giving him. How could an ordinary item be placed in a stone chamber by itself? It was probably the most precious weapon within the Divine Capital Armory!

"Kid, try pulling it. Don't inject any Yuan Qi, or you will definitely not be able to pull it open. Just use your body strength. I'll warn you, if you can't even pull it past the halfway mark, you are to play no tricks and put this bow back."

As Yan Menglong said, he was pinching his stubble. It was clear that he felt a wince in his heart to give such a bow to Yi Yun.

Yi Yun could no longer wait.

He immediately took a deep breath and took up a horse-riding stance. With Qi rushing into his dantian, he used his waist as a lever and pumped all his muscles.

"Open!"

Yi Yun roared. His joints issued a crackling sound as the Tai Cang Bow slowly bent, from 0% to 50%, as it approached 100%!

Yi Yun had managed to use his own body's strength to pull the Tai Cang Bow to the three-quarter mark!

True Martial World - Chapter 152: The Heart for Martial Arts

Yi Yun, who was in the Frost Metal Blood Balls array, had now completely immersed himself in his own world.

Yi Yun did not hear any of the comments coming from General Yan or the Jing state scions.

All he felt was the one-foot area around his body that was his own territory. The ability to have complete control over this small space made Yi Yun obsessed!

Ever since coming to this alternate world, Yi Yun's interest in the exploration of martial arts increased as his knowledge of the martial world deepened.

Martial arts was like a beautiful treasure vault. Within it, there were numerous mysteries and truths waiting for a warrior to explore them.

And every time he sought after a higher goal, he would gain a deeper understanding, which delighted him.

Yi Yun still remembered the time when he flew across the endless mountains and canyons with Lin Xintong. It was intoxicating.

And there was also the thrill his strength gave him while battling fierce beasts in the Desolate Human Valley.

Also, with power, he could obtain stature, position, respect, and happiness for his family and friends. By settling vengeance quickly, he could be in charge of the world and mete out justice to the good and wicked.

All of this gave Yi Yun a thirst, an endless thirst to climb higher, to explore the high levels of martial arts.

Human life is ephemeral and fleeting.

By obtaining the Purple Crystal Origins, a bizarre item that might have caused the Purple Clouds' Birth in the vast wilderness, it allowed Yi Yun to lead a heaven-defying and satisfying life, creating his own legend. He was not to covet a moment's pleasure. Even though he could have a harem, but after a few hundred years, the outcome would be him returning to the soil.

Vegetables and rice took a year to grow, but they still ended up in the stomachs of mortals. But a black ironstone had to experience thousands of years of polish. Their brightness allowed them to last for millions of years…

Yi Yun knew that he was still in the polishing stage. He had to have the patience, perseverance, and courage to accomplish all of it.

By entering the Frost Metal Blood Balls array, Yi Yun had reached the threshold of the Minute Subtlety's large success stage. It also reinforced his wish to practice martial arts.

Seconds changed to minutes and after thirty minutes, only when Yi Yun was completely drained did he gradually leave that profound state.

Upon exiting the Frost Metal Blood Balls array, all Yi Yun saw were the Jing state scions and the sons of the vast wilderness watching at him as if he was a monster.

Their eyes were filled with awe, envy, jealousy, and worship…

"Brother Yi, you're awesome…" The sons of the vast wilderness said from the bottom of their hearts.

Yi Yun said, "I'm only better at movement techniques. As for other aspects, I'm not that good."

Yi Yun was saying the truth. His Minute Subtlety was thanks to his perceptivity. This realm was unreachable by many people his own age.

As for other aspects, Yi Yun was good at them, but he was not at an abnormal level.

The Jing state scions' eyes dodged Yi Yun. Song Zijun was at his limit with sixteen levels of difficulty, and could only last thirty minutes. But Yi Yun had managed to last with flair in seventeen levels of difficulty for thirty minutes.

This strength had left their faces figuratively swollen.

"Is anyone else challenging the array?" Yan Menglong's question was met with total silence. What a joke! Who could win against Yi Yun?

Seeing this, Yan Menglong laughed heartily and said, "My Jin Long Wei is least afraid of competition and challenge! To aim high and never giving up! As long as you have the ability, you can pull down your superiors and me on the training field! Today, Yi Yun's agility is number one.”

“According to my promise, I have two weapons and two bone relics awaiting you! Come, follow me!" Yan Menglong said as he beckoned Yi Yun over.

Zhang Tan patted Yi Yun's shoulder and said with envy, "Kid, you are good. General Yan seldom gives such great praise. Two weapons from the top grade armory make me envious too!"

Yi Yun smiled with mixed thoughts.

Weapon…

Choosing a weapon was a serious matter.

The Divine Capital's Jin Long Wei top-grade armory was also known as the Divine Capital Armory. The armory that was made of large slabs of obsidian rock was situated at the back of the Jin Long Wei's camp. It looked majestic from the outside.

The weapons that were stored in the Divine Capital Armory were the best of treasures.

Yi Yun came to the Divine Capital Armory's entrance and felt a deathly aura which came from the exquisite weapons within the armory!

Not all the weapons were new. Some of them had been out in the field and tasted fresh blood. Some of those weapons had even slain mighty humans or strong primordial desolate beasts!

Only weapons that had killed would exude such murderous intent.

"How is it?" Yan Menglong asked Yi Yun with a smile after seeing his reaction.

"My blood is boiling!" Yi Yun answered tersely.

"Haha, good! Let's go in and take a look!"

With Yan Menglong in front, he led Yi Yun into the Divine Capital Armory. After seeing the interior, it was unlike what Yi Yun had expected. The weapons were not placed on racks, but stuck within large rocks!

On every three-foot black stone platform, there was a weapon embedded within it!

There were sabers, swords, spears, and halberds!

Just after Yi Yun walked into the armory, he saw a spear, which was three meters long. It was shaped in a savage way, like a twisted serpent spear. It was embedded in a rough stone foundation. This long spear was mottled brown as if it was dyed in blood.

Yi Yun felt something when he saw the spear. He stepped forward to touch it and found the spear was cold and hard. It was like cold frozen iron.

Yan Menglong laughed saying, "Kid, this spear is known as Breaking General. The reason for its name has to do with how many generals from ancient times use spears. With a long spear in hand, they can charge in and kill many enemies in one go. Extremely delightful! If you were to use this spear, it would be too long for you!"

Yi Yun's body had still not grown up, so this spear was about twice Yi Yun's height.

Yi Yun nodded. He knew he had just begun. There were plenty of weapons within the armory.

Yi Yun glanced over and the various kinds of weapons dazed him. He did not know where to begin.

He slowly walked and touched each weapon gently. Sometimes, Yi Yun would climb up the stone platform and grab the weapon's handle, hoping to find a special feeling, so that he knew which was the right one.

Although they were all exquisite and had an extraordinary past, Yi Yun found that there wasn't a big difference among the weapons after several tries.

This left Yi Yun at a loss.

Yan Menglong gave Yi Yun a meaningful glance. He could guess his thoughts and asked, "You can't decide which to choose?"

Yi Yun thought and said, "It should be… I can't decide what type to choose!"

Many warriors would only use one weapon type in their entire life. Those who used swords would carry on using swords, and those who used spears would carry on using spears!

It was an important matter to choose a weapon that was appropriate for himself.

Yan Menglong stroked his chin and said, "Yi Yun, some warriors are naturally attuned with a type of weapon. For example, I have seen natural swordsman. They seem to be born for the sword. Such people have to choose the most compatible weapon."

"But there are people who are not sensitive to any weapon type. Any weapon suits them. Such people do not need to have an exclusive weapon, and it is left up to their own desires!"

"Weapons are an extension of a warrior's body. Some weapons are even a warrior's life. For instance, I have seen natural swordsmen who wish they could change their bodies into a sword."

"These kinds of people have excellent swordplay. But the moment they are separated from their swords, their battle power will be reduced! It is extreme, and it has its advantages and disadvantages!"

"For people like them, they adapt to the weapon, but others would choose to make the weapon adapt to themselves. These people are strong, so it wouldn't matter which weapon they chose!"

"For example, even in cultivation techniques, the "Tai Ah Sacred Technique" may be a top-level cultivation technique, but it is not the be-all end-all of cultivation techniques. You can choose to practice the "Tai Ah Sacred Technique" to an extreme level, but you can also choose other cultivation techniques, merging all the cultivation techniques into one for yourself!"

"There are two paths. It's difficult to say which is better. One is narrow, but pushes you to the peak, while the other is wide, and might make you go through many detours. You take your pick."

Yan Menglong's words inspired Yi Yun. This was insight gained from real experience, enlightening Yi Yun.

"I understand." Yi Yun nodded his head. He had already made up his mind.

True Martial World - Chapter 151: Changes into a dragon upon facing a storm

The Jing state scions could not accept it and were in a state of disbelief.

This light-looking shirt had the weight of ten cauldrons? Yi Yun had been wearing that and he easily managed the fifteenth difficulty level of the array?

This must be a joke!

"The shirt… Can I see it…?" Song Zijun reached out his hand as he looked at Yi Yun with obvious respect. It was the respect given to the strong.

Yi Yun handed over the Flowing Mercury Gown.

Song Zijun held it with both hands and gently felt the softness of the Flowing Mercury Gown as his eyes looked mesmerized.

"Fine workmanship, superior quality. It's indeed an excellent Flowing Mercury Gown…" Song Zijun reluctantly handed back the Flowing Mercury Gown to Yi Yun. There were heavy clothing that was sold on the market, but those had fixed weights and were similar to armor, making the wearer clumsy and affecting their movement.

But the Flowing Mercury Gown could not only adjust its weight freely, it was also soft and thin. If one ignored the weight, it did not affect the wearer's movement.

The difference in quality was too great.

Song Zijun had previously worn similar clothes, but the quality was nothing like the one in Yi Yun's hands.

Seeing Song Zijun's solemn expression, the Jing state scions had no choice but to believe it. The Flowing Mercury Gown, as Song Zijun had said, was at least ten cauldrons heavy when worn.

Yi Yun wore a ten cauldron shirt and used Minute Subtlety while doing so. What sort of concept was that?

The Jing state scions could no longer imagine it.

Suddenly, Yi Yun's body flashed into the Frost Metal Blood Balls array.

Taking off the Flowing Mercury Gown made Yi Yun's body as light as a swallow's.

Previously, he had grown accustomed to the Flowing Mercury Gown's weight. With it suddenly removed, it was as if his body was weightless.

He had grown accustomed to the restrictions by the Flowing Mercury Gown where he had to overcome the strong binding force of the Flowing Mercury Gown with every move. Now with the restraint gone, Yi Yun's control of his body was even more accurate and precise. It was as he pleased!

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"

Yi Yun easily dodged all the frost metal blood balls. Sixteen levels of difficulty could not push Yi Yun to his limits any longer!

"Haha. Delightful!" Yi Yun was delighted. To suddenly lose that restraint and being able to move as he pleased, allowing him to complete extreme moves made him feel happy and delighted!

But, the blood pearls' speed was not fast enough. It made Yi Yun feel that there was something lacking!

"Add one more level of difficulty!" Yi Yun shouted.

The Jing state scions did not know what to say when they heard him shout.

When Song Zijun previously introduced the Flowing Mercury Gown, they were mentally prepared that Yi Yun's capability had reached crazy standards.

But when they saw Yi Yun easily dodge all the Frost Metal Blood Balls, and wanted to add another level of difficulty, their hearts sank.

The seventeenth difficulty levels!

This increase in difficulty was not just a tiny amount!

The Jing state scion controlling the array gaped his dry mouth as he pressed down on the seventeenth crystal with a trembling finger.

Boom!

The moment the difficulty was cranked up, the entire array roared and quaked.

Every Frost Metal Blood Ball was screaming through the air and moved like meteors hurtling around. Wind patterns that could be seen with the naked eye created winds that were like blades.

A soldier had a brush with a wind blade and felt his face hurt.

Just the force wind alone was terrifying! The power of the array could no longer be compared to the previous difficulty levels.

After taking off the Flowing Mercury Gown, Yi Yun's eyes burned with fighting spirit going against such an array.

The force wind made Yi Yun feel like he was caught in a swamp. Every pore of his body felt restrained by immense pressure.

When the seventeen levels of difficulty initiated, the seventeen blood pearls no longer simply attacked. They could sense each other and remain connected.

They could now cooperate!

The seventeen Frost Metal Blood Balls continued to smash into each other, creating thousands of permutations. Each collision was with a different strength, leading to a subtle change. This made the array unpredictable, with no traces of a solution to be found.

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"

Three blood pearls flew towards Yi Yun in a triforce pattern, and at the same time, ten blood pearls gathered behind Yi Yun, sealing off his retreat!

Yi Yun constricted his pupils and twisted his body in a magical angle, dodging all the blood pearls!

At seventeen levels of difficulty, Yi Yun had to consume several times more mental power to calculate and did thousands of tiny adjustments just to be able to barely cope with the crisis again and again.

In his trance-like movements, Yi Yun felt he had perfectly coordinated his body and mind within the array.

Under the high level of concentration, it made him experience a mysterious realm.

His body turned soft as if he did not have any bones. Every joint and every muscle in his body could be moved according to his wishes. They could make the most minute of changes, attaining a perfect combination.

Such high levels of concentration and physical change made him reach a point where he could control his body to an extreme level.

Gradually over time, Yi Yun began to feel severe physical exhaustion. Slowly, the sweat on his body began to turn into a mist.

This was an indication of a body being pushed to its limits. It was where the body became so hot that even the sweat boiled off.

"This feeling… is really delightful. I should be able… to go one step further!" Yi Yun was experiencing both pain and pleasure. But the huge amount of pain made him understand every detailed change of his body.

Minute Subtlety was originally an observation and experience of everything, pushed to its limits.

Yi Yun was fully immersed in an indescribable happiness. Little by little, the ripples made by his body spread out slowly…

It was unknown when Yi Yun's facial expression disappeared. He entered a trance-like ethereal state.

He had the illusion that every inch of his body had been extended by a foot.

Within this one foot, it was as if it was his own world, his own territory.

When this feeling occurred, his posture within the array eased up.

Whenever a blood pearl entered a one-foot distance from him, he would immediately have a reaction. With a slight move, he would avoid the attack before the blood pearl could have any change in direction.

To the people outside the array, it was as if Yi Yun had gained the ability of clairvoyance.

Buzz!!

Suddenly, the array underwent a strange change. Seven Frost Metal Blood Balls simultaneously bumped into each other and changed directions in the air. It suddenly flew in all directions, sealing Yi Yun's maneuverable space!

"Chain of seven pearls!" The people exclaimed. There were too many bizarre changes at seventeen levels of difficulty—not only were the blood pearls incredibly fast, but their attacks also possessed a certain charm!

When the sons of the vast wilderness saw this scene, their hearts tightened.

The Frost Metal Blood Balls had almost hitting Yi Yun, and although he was covered in sweat and steam, his mind was still.

Yi Yun closed his eyes. When the seven blood pearls flew within the one-foot radius, it was like the blood pearls' "force" created invisible waves within his territory that allowed Yi Yun to fully perceive them!

In an instant, Yi Yun circulated his Yuan Qi to its limits. Every inch of his muscles was agitated at high speeds. He could detect the metallic smell of the pearls flying towards him at neck-breaking speed with each breath he took. Yi Yun's concentration was focused on the pearls, as images of the Seven Frost Metal Blood Balls flying at him was reflected within his mind.

Yi Yun's movement and footwork miraculously made a hundred minor changes. To others, it was as if Yi Yun was stepping on a formless water surface, and each step created a wonderful ripple.

Whew!

The seven Frost Metal Blood Balls passed through Yi Yun's figure. It gave people the impression that they had pierced through Yi Yun's body!

Ah!?

Many people exclaimed aloud. But the next moment, they clearly realized that none of the blood pearls had hit Yi Yun!

Yi Yun's movements remained smooth and fluid. The line of shadows he left behind lingered on.

Yi Yun had dodged the chain of seven pearls in a way they could not understand!

"This… How did he… do that?"

Whether it was the sons of the vast wilderness or the Jing state scions, they were all completely shocked.

Yi Yun's movement was like magic. His figure seemed to have lost its rigidness, leaving behind a mass of air. So no matter how the Frost Metal Blood Balls attacked, they were shuttling through empty air, not hitting Yi Yun even once!

"Minute Subtlety… large success stage! Yi Yun has already reached the threshold of the large success stage of Minute Subtlety…" General Yan eyes were radiant. It was amazing to reach this realm!

"Minute Subtlety… large success stage?" Outside the array, Song Zijun's expression was complex.

As for the Jing state scions, their faces twitched. They could no longer make any other expression. They had been shocked numb by Yi Yun.

The introductory stage of Minute Subtlety was to have precise control of one's body. Using the smallest movement to avoid an attack. The efficiency of the movements was above 90%.

The small success stage of Minute Subtlety was to feel the attacker's "force", using the attacker's "force" to power one's movements. It was to direct the opponent's strength back at the opponent.

As for the large success stage of Minute Subtlety, it was to feel the Heaven and Earth's "force", merging oneself with the surrounding space, making it one's "absolute territory"!

Currently, Yi Yun had made an area a foot around himself his own. As long as Yi Yun focused, his every move could be done with perfect harmony and flawlessness.

Yi Yun had only barely reached the threshold of the large success stage of Minute Subtlety and he had not fully understood it. But this was a realm that the Jing state scions were already unable to comprehend!

"Amazing! A golden carp is in no case a common creature living in the pool, but it will change into a dragon upon facing a storm!" Yan Menglong had a premonition that Yi Yun would one day skyrocket, becoming a rising new star in the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom!

True Martial World - Chapter 150: Yi Yun’s limit

Even as he was drained mentally and physically, Yi Yun was in an ethere state, where he made progress bit by bit.

The light within Yi Yun's heart grew brighter the longer he endured. It constantly expanded and all the blurred trajectories that were like slashes in the void slowly became clearer.

He even felt that the space in his body was slowly expanding outwards, with the pain his body was experiencing.

Yi Yun felt a surge of joy, but at the same time, he knew that he had been pushed to his limits physically.

The moment he couldn't keep up physically, he would definitely fall out of that profound state…

Fortunately, Lin Xintong had left many bone relics for him before leaving. Yi Yun ate another bone relic.

The warm energy flowed within his body.

Yi Yun's body was wet from sweat!

Yi Yun had already remained inside the array for two hours!

The Jing state scions watched till their eyes saw a blur.

Yi Yun's movements did not change. They had foolishly watched with their necks craned for two hours to the point of throwing up.

"Is there any meaning to this?" Someone protested!

But when they looked at the Divine Capital's General, Yan Menglong, he was still stroking his chin and watching Yi Yun with interest.

They did not know how the same set of moves that had lasted so long could be interesting.

As the Jing state scions were about to lose their patience, the scion in charge of controlling the array was falling asleep. But suddenly, they heard something that made them excited.

"Add…one more level!" Yi Yun opened his mouth. He said it with difficulty and his voice was a little hoarse. It gave people the impression that he was nearing his limit.

He said those words while dripping in sweat.

"Making it more difficult? He's finally making it more difficult!"

The Jing state scions who were fighting back their heavy eyelids were suddenly refreshed. Great, Yi Yun is finally preparing to challenge the fifteenth level of difficulty.

The scion in charge of controlling the array licked his lips excitedly as he pressed down on the fifteenth crystal.

You're finished!

They brightened their eyes, as they eagerly waiting to see Yi Yun suffering serious injuries after getting hit by the Frost Metal Blood Balls.

"Weng!"

The Frost Metal Blood Balls roared. Due to the high-speed friction in the air for two hours, each blood pearl was glowing red from the heat. The damage done from such blood pearls was imaginable.

Song Zijun's face had a tinge of puzzlement and anticipation. He wanted to see what Yi Yun's limit was.

Suddenly, Song Zijun's pupils constricted. He noticed that in the middle of the array, there was a weird change in Yi Yun's movements.

Yi Yun's movements had been slow and they were made with great difficulty. It seemed like he was about to be hit by the Frost Metal Blood Balls at any time.

But suddenly, Yi Yun's movements suddenly became fast again. It was like his body had dumped a pile of weight, causing his body to suddenly explode with frightening strength and agility.

Shadows appeared around his body and the array seemed to be filled with Yi Yun's shadow.

He had reduced the Flowing Mercury Gown's weight to the lowest!

Suddenly, Yi Yun's movements were faster by at least 30%

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"

Yi Yun avoided all fifteen blood pearls!

The blood pearls reversed and shot back. Yi Yun tapped his toes and avoided them again. His movements were fluid. Compared to the fourteenth level of difficulty, his movements were more harmonious and relaxed. Not a single blood pearl could touch Yi Yun's sleeves.

"What!?"

The people were stunned. How did Yi Yun suddenly increase his speed?

The Jing state scions were in disbelief. Even the sons of the vast wilderness were confused.

Was Yi Yun withholding his strength previously? But it didn't seem so. Every action of his looked like he was at his limits. The sweat and the vein that appeared on his forehead was proof.

"Interesting!" Yan Menglong, who had been watching Yi Yun with interest, laughed suddenly.

Within the array, Yi Yun's eyes flashed with a strange excitement. His body was still covered in sweat, but his body was much more relaxed.

The restraint on his body had been reduced significantly. By reducing the Flowing Mercury Gown's weight, it undoubtedly allowed Yi Yun's suppressed body potential to burst out.

It was just nice to tackle the fifteenth level!

Hum! Hum! Hum!

The Frost Metal Blood Balls howled in the air as it formed tearing winds that could be seen with the naked eye.

The fierce winds raged everywhere.

And Yi Yun was like a sea swallow shuttling easily across a rough storm!!

The people watching it turned dumbstruck. This wasn’t going according to the script!

Wasn't Yi Yun supposed to get seriously injured after being hit by the blood pearls at the fifteenth difficulty level?

The Jing state scions were baffled. If they did not see the Frost Metal Blood Balls speed increase with their own eyes, they would have thought that the array had malfunctioned.

At that moment, Yi Yun said another set of words that made all of them drop their jaws.

"Add another level, sixteenth level!"

Yi Yun's voice was not loud. It was not clear amidst the blood pearls screeching across the air. But it still entered their ears, stunning them greatly!

They were all speechless!

Is he mad!?

"I'll cordon your craziness and let you continue your swagger. I'll make you know the power of the sixteenth difficulty level. Do you really think you are on par with Young Master Zijun?" The scion that was controlling the array fiercely pressed the sixteenth crystal.

Suddenly, the entire array was covered in flashes as the sixteen Frost Metal Blood Balls shot wantonly. The surrounding crowd couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The sixteenth level placed tremendous pressure on Yi Yun!

Every Frost Metal Blood Ball was no different from a shooting star. It put immense pressure on Yi Yun's body and mind.

These Frost Metal Blood Balls would collide with one another now and then, making them fly helter–skelter, catching people off-guard.

The Frost Metal Blood Balls constantly reduced Yi Yun's maneuverable space.

Buzz——

Yi Yun's ears were buzzing as his heart rate increased. His blood was surging at an extreme speed.

"Cha!"

A blood pearl brushed past Yi Yun's waist. His flying fish robe had been ripped open!

The sixteenth level was clearly above Yi Yun's limit.

Ha!"

The Jing state scions exhaled. Finally, this kid could no longer hold on.

They did not expect Yi Yun to hold back, making them underestimate him. But, he was still inferior to Young Master Zijun!

"Cha!"

Another beam flashed by as Yi Yun's flying fish robe's sleeve was torn apart. A strand of blood flew out as Yi Yun's arm had been injured!

The Frost Metal Blood Balls moved too quickly at the sixteenth difficulty level. The fierce force winds ripped the flying fish robe as easily as it was tearing paper.

With a few Frost Metal Blood Balls flying towards Yi Yun with no room for him to dodge, it would be difficult for Yi Yun to avoid them!

At that instant, Yi Yun dodged and jumped out of the array!

"Pa! Pa! Pa!"

The blood pearls hit the empty space he had left behind!

"Huh!?"

Seeing Yi Yun leave the array, the Jing state scions were disappointed.

"This kid is too cunning!"

They had wished to see Yi Yun beaten to a pulp, but since he had given up, there was nothing left for them to see.

"Brother Yi. Good for you!"

The sons of the vast wilderness cheered. Although Yi Yun had only managed to last ten seconds at sixteen levels of difficulty and he had clearly lost to Song Zijun, it was applaudable for him to reach that stage.

A youth that came from the vast wilderness had suppressed a group of scions, and he was not much weaker than their best.

It was something to be proud of!

Today, the sons of the vast wilderness had proven themselves and also proven the glory of the vast wilderness.

"Brother Zhang, you certainly selected a good seedling." Big Ear Liu said from the bottom of his heart as he patted Zhang Tan's shoulders.

At that moment, the corner of his eye was on Yi Yun. He noticed that the kid had taken off his flying fish robe.

The torn flying fish robe had been thrown messily on the ground by Yi Yun, but its removal revealed his undershirt. It was a shining shirt that looked like silk veil.

"Sorry, I want to take my clothes off," said Yi Yun as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Take off your clothes? Is it too hot from the workout?"

A few Jing state scions exchanged looks as they were rendered speechless. Yi Yun was weird. As a warrior, what was a bit of heat? One just needed to circulate Yuan Qi and the sweat would all evaporate immediately.

But country bumpkins probably manned the fields bareback, so they could understand.

But when Yi Yun took off his shirt, Song Zijun, who had been calm all along, even when Yi Yun began the sixteenth level of difficulty, had a sudden change in expression!

Yan Menglong's eyes also lit up; though he continued stroking his chin, he was stunned.

"Flowing Mercury Gown!" Yan Menglong was shocked!

What?

Some people were confused and looked curiously at Yan Menglong. For a person like Yan Menglong to lose his composure meant that it was something special.

"Flowing Mercury Gown? Was that the shirt Yi Yun took off?" The Jing state scions looked curiously towards the shirt in Yi Yun's hands. Besides it being thin, there was nothing special about it.

"Could this be…" Song Zijun looked incredulously at the Flowing Mercury Gown in Yi Yun's hands. "This is the mystic grade three Flowing Mercury Gown from the Lin family! It's a treasure to train one's movement and strength! It could be bought at auctions, but the price is so high to the point that there are no buyers most of the time."

"Mystic grade three Flowing Mercury Gown can change its weight from ten cauldrons to a thousand cauldrons according to the wearer's preference. Not only that, it will restrict a person's movement. Every movement while wearing it takes a lot of effort. Previously, while in the array… you were always wearing that…" Song Zijun's voice trembled. He had worn something similar before, but it wasn't made by the Lin family, but he was very familiar with the Flowing Mercury Gown.

What the hell?

The Jing State Young Masters Faction were dumbfounded upon seeing Song Zijun lose his composure.

All their ears echoed were the words "change its weight from ten cauldrons to a thousand cauldrons!"

Ten cauldrons? Even the lightest was ten cauldrons!?

Is he talking about that shirt?

Yi Yun had been demonstrating Minute Subtlety while wearing a ten cauldron heavy Flowing Mercury Gown while inside the Frost Metal Blood Balls array?

This… must be a joke!

True Martial World - Chapter 149: Half Foot Steps

The heptagonal array beneath Song Zijun's feet began to light up as fourteen blood pearls began to buzz softly.

Whew!

The blood pearls headed straight for Song Zijun with an ear-piercing sound!

Song Zijun looked at those blood pearls and his body moved, creating a series of shadows.

These shadows were layered. Under the protection of those shadows, Song Zijun stood with his feet apart and did not move one step. He was dodging on the same spot.

All the blood pearls were easily dodged by Song Zijun.

"Minute Subtlety!" The Jing State Young Masters Faction could not help but cheer when they saw Song Zijun's movements!

"With his fame, how could Young Master Zijun not know Minute Subtlety? It's so easy dodging fourteen levels of difficulty in the Frost Metal Blood Balls array."

And they could tell that Song Zijun's speed was even faster, much faster than even Hei Sha’s.

With his speed exceeding Hei Sha’s, and his technique overshadowing Yi Yun’s, Song Zijun could only be described as perfect.

With the support of both technique and speed, Song Zijun moved fluidly within the Frost Metal Blood Balls array.

The Jing state scions bemoaned their inadequacy upon seeing Song Zijun's movements.

There was no limit in the universe. Ji Chang was strong, but compared to Song Zijun, he was too far off.

"Add one more difficulty!"

The fourteenth level of difficulty was just a warm up to Song Zijun. After he got used to the Frost Metal Blood Balls array, Song Zijun wanted the fifteenth level.

And this difficulty still failed to trouble Song Zijun.

The fifteenth level was no simple matter. The fast-moving Frost Metal Blood Balls had created a small whirlwind in the air.

Under the immense pressure, Song Zijun finally had to move his feet. Even Song Zijun could not stay on the spot to avoid the Frost Metal Blood Balls at the fifteenth level.

Song Zijun's steps were very particular. Every step he made never exceeded one and a half feet.

Such a short step was no different than a toddler learning to walk. With such footsteps chained together, it made it hard to tell where Song Zijun's feet were landing.

"It's the Song family's secret technique, Half Foot Steps!" Said a Jing state scion. The advantages of the Jing state's family clans were not only resources but heritage. This Half Foot Steps technique was not spread outside the Song family.

Old family clans usually had some form of a family heirloom or cornerstone technique. This was their heritage.

"Add one more level!" Song Zijun said from within the array.

Add another? If another was added, it would be sixteen levels of difficulty!

Whether it was the Jing state scions or the sons of the vast wilderness, they were full of admiration for Song Zijun.

The scion in charge of the array controls took a deep breath and pressed the sixteenth crystal!

"Twang!"

The Frost Metal Blood Balls thundered. Sharp air bursts sent tremors that caused numbness in people's ears. Lines of fire formed into a fire web!

At this point, Song Zijun finally felt some pressure.

His movements were still refined, but slowly, he was unable to maintain the harmony of his moves.

The Half Foot Steps was the Song family's secret technique, but Song Zijun had not completely grasped it. With his standard, it was tough for him to demonstrate it. It greatly depleted his mental strength and Yuan Qi.

"Minute Subtlety nearing the small success stage…and his speed is fast. To reach the small success stage of the Half Foot Steps at his age, Song Zijun can be considered the cream of the crop in the Jing state." Yan Menglong gave an accurate evaluation.

At this point, Song Zijun reached his limits and he withdrew from the array. He had ultimately maintained within the array at sixteen levels of difficulty for fifteen minutes.

As for the seventeenth difficulty level, he did not challenge it. There was a sharp change from the sixteenth to the seventeenth difficulty level. For Purple Blood realm warriors, even if they had great accomplishments with Minute Subtlety, they would not dare to rashly try it.

After Song Zijun stepped off the array, there was silence throughout the square.

A youth with Minute Subtlety demonstrating his movement techniques made many warriors burn with agitation.

Especially among the Jing state scions. Their faces were glowing for Song Zijun was their idol. Whatever Yi Yun had managed to suppress had been restored to its limits.

This was the heritage the Jing state family clans had. As the sons of the Jing state family clans, their hearts were filled with pride. They could one day achieve such results!

After Song Zijun was Yi Yun!

Everyone's eyes gathered on Yi Yun.

Sixteen levels of difficulty for fifteen minutes! The pressure from such a result was too great.

After all, fourteen levels of difficulty seemed to be Yi Yun's limit when he was competing with Jichang.

Yi Yun adjusted his breathing and circulated the Yuan Qi within his body to reach his optimum state.

"It's your turn." Song Zijun brushed shoulders with Yi Yun when he came down. He looked at Yi Yun with a hint of a smile on his lips.

Yi Yun calmly looked at Song Zijun and nodded. His eyes were clear like the stars in the night sky. There was a sharp blade within his serenity.

Their glances clashed as if there were the sound of clashing swords.

"Yi Yun, do you still plan to struggle up there? The result is already clear."

"If not for Ji Chang's accident stopping the array, Yi Yun would most likely have been terribly defeated by fourteen levels of difficulty… Now Young Master Zijun has completed sixteen levels of difficulty. If Yi Yun were to carry on with his fourteen levels, would it be interesting?"

The Jing state scions had gloating expressions on their faces.

To them, Song Zijun had already won. The difference was great. Yi Yun had to go up the stage to protect his pride out of helplessness.

The people from the vast wilderness did not speak. They looked at Yi Yun with worry in their eyes.

As for Yan Menglong, he rubbed his stubble. His eyes flashed as he looked at Yi Yun with interest. It seems like he had seen something interesting.

Yi Yun leaped and shot out like an arrow. In an instant, he had landed within the Frost Metal Blood Balls array. He said to the controller of the array, "Fourteen levels of difficulty!"

"Fourteen levels again. That's so boring. This is his limit. If he had any guts, he would go to level fifteen in a while."

"Hehe, you want to see Yi Yun suffer right? Do not worry, there's no need for the fifteenth level, the fourteenth level is enough for him to be hit by the Frost Metal Blood Balls."

The Jing state scions were waiting to watch a delightful show. They were not waiting to watch Yi Yun's performance, but for him to be hit by the Frost Metal Blood Balls, vomiting blood from his injuries and end up being bedridden for half a month.

The array lit up and blood beams shot up. The fourteen Frost Metal Blood Balls emitted a fierce roar and weaved around in the air with tricky trajectories before shooting towards Yi Yun.

Yi Yun was familiar with the fourteenth level of difficulty, but he still wanted to begin there. He wanted to carry on the insight he had obtained while his physical condition was at its peak. He steadied his breath as he closed his eyes.

By feeling the 'force' to sense the attacks, he pushed himself closer to his limits. Only then could he dig out his full potential.

In a split second, Yi Yun had reached his maximum concentration. It was as if he was the only person left in the world and the force wind around his body. It was the air pushed from the Frost Metal Blood Balls through their trajectories!

These trajectories slowly became clear within his mind.

Yi Yun moved as each blood pearl brushed past his body.

Every attack of a Frost Metal Blood Ball was barely dodged by Yi Yun. It was his limit and extremely frightening. A few times, he could feel the pain the force wind caused to his skin. After every brush, it was as if his skin would rupture at any time, giving him goosebumps.

When the sons of the vast wilderness saw this scene, their hearts nearly stopped. Yi Yun was barely handling it at the fourteenth level. It seemed likely he would be injured if it went on.

Yi Yun's breathing became heavy as he adjusted the Flowing Mercury Gown's weight. It made him go closer to his limit so that the physical exertion would be greater.

Drops of sweat rolled down Yi Yun's forehead.

One second after another passed.

Very soon, fifteen minutes had passed. The Jing State Young Masters Faction had waited till their necks ached. They were waiting to see Yi Yun get trounced by the blood pearls.

But, every time Yi Yun was nearly hit by the Frost Metal Blood Balls, he would always avoid it at the critical juncture.

This situation had happened numerous times. As such, Yi Yun had slowly spent fifteen minutes in the array!

Following that, thirty minutes…

The Jing State Young Masters Faction waited to the point of disbelief.

What's wrong?

"Hey, at least challenge the fifteenth level!"

The Jing State Young Masters Faction had to admit that Yi Yun could handle the fourteenth level. But even if he could, was he going to stay in there for two hours?

They were hoping that Yi Yun's stamina would decline, and slowly he would be unable to handle it.

But at that moment, as a beam shot past, Yi Yun took out something and put it into his mouth.

Fierce beast relic?

The Jing state scions were dumbfounded.

"Eating bone relics. He's even eating bone relics?"

Yi Yun was not a god. Although the Purple Crystal could absorb Heaven Earth Yuan Qi to replenish his energy, the extreme weight from the Flowing Mercury Gown was constantly pushing him to his limits which depleted him of his energy. As such, he needed to replenish his energy.

"Isn't this cheating!?" A few young masters protested, but upon further thinking, there were no rules against eating bone relics.

"F**k, if he carries on, he can play in that array for two hours and maybe all the way to dinner…" The Jing state scions were speechless.

Yi Yun simply turned a deaf ear to the surrounding chatter. He had already immersed himself in his own world.

He felt like he could perfectly control every inch of his body muscles and he could precisely complete any tiny movement. He felt that the heavy Flowing Mercury Gown's pressure on his body made him expend large amounts of energy with every move. He also had to tax his mind about calculating the trajectories of the Frost Metal Blood Balls.

Under such conditions, Yi Yun was physically and mentally exhausted.

But a sense of joy arose even while he remained exhausted.

"Minute Subtlety… Minute Subtlety… Is this the large success stage of Minute Subtlety…?"

Immersed in extreme pain and pleasure, Yi Yun became more adept at handling the Frost Metal Blood Balls' trajectories around him.