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Although understanding high-level Martial Arts and techniques is fraught with difficulties, their enhancement to combat power is several times stronger than the inferior spiritual-level techniques.
The high-quality spiritual-level techniques offer a 32-fold increase in cultivation speed, while the low-quality king-level techniques provide a 64-fold increase. The vast difference makes Lin Qiubai completely uninterested in spiritual-level Martial Arts and Martial Arts Techniques!
Since he is determined to crush his peers with a single move and wants them to feel like they are far behind when they see him, Lin Qiubai naturally cannot settle for less.
He aims for techniques, Movement Techniques, and Martial Arts that are at least one or even three levels higher than theirs!
Otherwise, it would be too disrespectful to the formidable Heavenly Dao payment system.
However, the comprehension speed of high-level Movement Techniques is indeed a significant issue.
Lin Qiubai showed a contemplative expression.
"First, I need to comprehend the Movement Technique to a minor success; after all, I'm just one step away.
Unfortunately, I still haven't grasped Dual Wielding... If only I could get another hundredfold Comprehension boost, then I could dominate everything!"
Lin Qiubai's lips curled slightly upward, unable to suppress his anticipation.
However, he also had self-awareness; such windfalls were too extraordinary and would only occur under special circumstances.
Even if it happened again, he might not draw another hundredfold Comprehension. So for now, he should stop daydreaming and focus on reality.
With this thought in mind, Lin Qiubai gathered his thoughts, formed hand seals, and sat cross-legged in the training room, immersing himself in comprehending the Raging Lizard Wave Stride.
Whoosh!
Lin Qiubai suddenly moved, transforming into a flurry of white shadows in the training room. The entire space echoed with the sound of air bursting as he leaped and darted around.
However, despite his impressive speed, there was a lack of effortless grace in his movements.
Raging Lizard Sandstep should be executed with ease, allowing one to glide across the sandy surface like the wind, leaving only faint and barely noticeable footprints behind.
Like stepping on snow without leaving a trace.
Unfortunately, no matter how many times Lin Qiubai practiced, he could not grasp the essence of it.
...
The next morning, Lin Qiubai stopped his training, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.
"This Movement Technique has issues!" Lin Qiubai exclaimed angrily.
He always felt that he was just a hair's breadth away from mastering the Movement Technique.
But that hair's breadth felt like an insurmountable chasm.
"The Raging Lizard Sandstep might involve advanced Movement Techniques related to the Realm.
You are only at the Yuan Dan Realm, making it more difficult for you to comprehend."
The Wind Control Technique is quite good. It's a mid-level royal technique, so there's no need to force it...
The spirit of the artifact floated out leisurely and offered some comfort.
"I insist on forcing it!"
If Lin Qiubai were to give up easily, he wouldn't be Lin Qiubai.
However, at this moment, he couldn't continue to be fixated on comprehension.
He needed to calm his mind first.
After freshening up, Lin Qiubai stepped out of his room.
At this time, Yuan Chonghuan was immersed in understanding the Essence Grass, with the door tightly closed, and it was unclear whether he had grasped even a hint of sword intent.
With two well-aged Essence Grasses and Yuan Chonghuan's comprehension ability, it should be fine.
As Lin Qiubai's figure appeared outside the White Deer Mountain Tavern, the place instantly erupted into a frenzy.
Lin Qiubai raised an eyebrow in surprise as he looked down.
He saw that the area outside the White Deer Mountain Tavern was already packed with people, and the open space below was filled with young martial artists.
However, some spots at the very front were completely empty; no one dared to step forward even in the crowd.
"Look! That's the boy who defeated Wuzhi with just one move yesterday!"
Someone pointed at Lin Qiubai and exclaimed.
"I know his background. This person is from Beiliang Prefecture, named Lin Qiubai. He rarely makes a move, but when he does, it's a single strike to defeat his opponent; no one has ever lasted a single move against him.
It is said that he once defeated Qiao Liangyu with one strike in the Central Sand Continent!"
Hearing this introduction from someone behind, the surrounding youths looked incredulous.
"That's impossible. The difference among peers can't be that great. Even the Young Master of the Imperial Capital would find it difficult to defeat the Second Young Master!"
"Lin Qiubai was able to crush his opponent yesterday because Wuzhi underestimated him. In a fair fight today, Lin Qiubai will be brought back to reality."
"I agree!"
"I agree as well."
"The Thirty-Six Young Masters of the Imperial Capital are all exceptional individuals. Wuzhi underestimated him yesterday. Today's battle will reveal the truth."
A group of people debated animatedly while Lin Qiubai remained silent.
The battle for dominance on the lower floor had already begun, creating chaos.
However, Lin Qiubai glanced at it as if watching children play house, using his Movement Technique and Martial Arts in succession.
Although their skill levels were not high, their long practice and coordination made their movements very smooth.
Yet, the fighting process was far too formulaic!
Often, when one side finds itself at a disadvantage, they wear a serious expression and declare, "You are worth my full effort to fight." Then, they reveal a trump card that can turn the situation around, regaining the upper hand.
At this moment, the onlookers inevitably erupt in excitement, discussing fervently.
Meanwhile, another person, after being slightly overwhelmed, also pulls out a hidden martial arts technique to reclaim the ground they had just lost.
Once again, the crowd bursts into a wave of discussion.
Thus, the two Young Martial Artists take turns revealing their trump cards. At times they are evenly matched, at times one nearly faces defeat, and at other moments one suddenly turns the tide.
The spectators are deeply concerned, gasping in surprise and marveling at the brilliance of the battle.
However, Lin Qiubai finds it rather dull. Rubbing his brow, he thinks that if they dared to reveal their trump cards so slowly in a life-and-death battle, their corpses would be cold within ten breaths.
As Lin Qiubai shakes his head, the two have determined a victor.
At this moment, a flock of snow-white cranes flies overhead.
Above the cranes sit several graceful figures.
All are dressed in white skirts adorned with intricate golden embroidery.
Their sleeves also showcase deep red petals.
The petals appear so lifelike that it seems they might float off the garments and create a rain of flowers in the sky.
Even from a distance, one can feel that exquisite realm.
Under the Bai Lu Mountain Restaurant, the Young Martial Artists had stopped their sparring. They all held their breath, staring at a line of celestial cranes.
Only Lin Qiubai's gaze was slightly focused as he looked at the enchanting woman whose face was veiled by a light gauze.
The same veil, the same aura.
It was the woman who had saved him outside the Central Sand State.
There was no doubt about it...
"The third master of the Yihua Sacred Palace is personally leading the team! The disciples from the palace have come to comprehend the Autumn Water Maiden Stele."
"It really is the third master of Yihua Sacred Palace... and also Bie Xue Xian Ji, who ranks first on the National Beauty List."
The young men were as excited as if they had been injected with adrenaline, unable to take their eyes off those graceful fairies. Being at the top of the National Beauty List, their beauty and grace were undoubtedly captivating enough to haunt men's dreams.
And Bie Xue Xian Ji, ranked first, was even more stunning with her autumn-like figure and spring-like eyes, delicate features, and a hint of red on her lips, exuding an elegant and cool demeanor.
However, Lin Qiubai merely gazed silently at the third master of Yihua Palace. A thunderbolt seemed to flash through his mind.
As one of the nine sacred grounds, its third master turned out to be an Evil Cultivator?
...
"They're coming down!"
The young men crowded in the open space beneath Bai Lu Mountain Restaurant clenched their fists, their faces flushed with excitement.
Imagining being favored by a fairy, achieving a beautiful tale.
However, those dozens of cranes were hovering at the ninth floor of the White Deer Mountain Tavern.
They were at shoulder height with Lin Qiubai.
Lin Qiubai could see the cranes' pristine feathers, clearer than jade, perfectly arranged and untouched by dust.
The young girls sitting cross-legged on the backs of the cranes were also immaculate, as aloof as lotuses.
Lin Qiubai gently inhaled, filling her lungs with a faint, elegant, and noble floral fragrance.
"Was Gu Tuo killed by you in Yunmengze?"
The Third Palace Master lightly parted her crimson lips.
This question, however, stirred up a huge uproar below in the tavern!
Twenty thousand young prodigies looked at Lin Qiubai with faces full of panic and astonishment...
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