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Chapter 77: Chapter Seventy-Three: Self-inflicted Disaster

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Evening of March 2nd

“Big brother, what’s wrong?” The little boy stared anxiously at Tang Luo who was lying in bed, groaning in discomfort.

“My good little brother…” Tang Luo replied, his face deathly pale.

“I’ve come down with an illness that prevents me from leaving this bed. Could you bring me some food?”

“Sure, big brother! Hang in there!” The little boy instantly dashed off, not even stopping to apply any medicine.

Tang Luo stared blankly at the ceiling beams, a stack of martial arts techniques and secrets piled next to his hand.

It’s cool to be pompous for a moment, but the consequences are hard to bear.

On the bed, the boy was mired in thoughts about the universe, nature, human desires, and a rising regret started gnawing at his heart.

Would it make any difference being early or late for elderhood?

How did the efforts of others in the Secret Arts Pavilion matter to him?

Why couldn’t he keep his hands to himself, insist on challenging others, and poof, 4.50 points of spiritual power gone in one shot, with the opponent not even slightly hurt.

“Huge loss!” With despair, the boy turned on his side, facing the wall and continuing to reflect.

Undoubtedly, Tang Luo’s actions yesterday aroused the pride of the people in the Secret Arts Pavilion and they readily accepted his benchmark mechanism.

art every month undoubtedly pushed everyone to the brink of a cliff, but the members of the

Luo, who originally had a substantial amount of private time, becoming extremely busy, with martial arts methods to be improved even stacked beside his

was a difficult task. It wasn’t as simple as changing a

level of the modifier, but because the original intention of the martial arts

from a few

like the merging of ‘Eagle Claw’ and ‘Dash Thunder Claw’, both

was to develop the potential of the martial arts technique itself, just like the ‘Heavenly Determination Fist’, which was a wide-ranging and lavish style. If other effects were carelessly added, the power of the martial arts technique wouldn’t increase, but rather decrease. In such cases, all that could be done is to

attack with a sharp attribute, but when executed

arts techniques, every single one

slackers. Everyone had been immersed in martial arts research for decades. Perhaps they started to slack off

from the young Tang Luo, the entire Secret Arts Pavilion went all out, even the two

he accepted the most simple welcome ceremony, this grand martial arts technique modification war stirred by the

He who originally amassed over two thousand points of spiritual power, had it drop by 450 points after

artist, the spiritual power that could normally be mobilized

about 333 points out of 999

away from making a breakthrough to the Mortal Realm, with over 1,800 points of spiritual power accumulated in his internal organs, it was impossible to mobilize this portion of spiritual power during combat

the most powerful strike wouldn’t exceed 400 points – and that could only be achieved by using

spiritual power would be followed

martial artist reached the Mortal Realm, they become fundamentally different from those in the Mortal Rank. Yellow Rank techniques surpassed the Mortal Rank in both variety and function

move. Its power far surpasses that of the Mortal Rank techniques, and the Yellow Rank Ultimate Moves come in all sorts of varieties, ranging from

controller who didn’t need to recharge, he could only modify Mortal Rank techniques, given his current spiritual power level of less than

from improving five Mortal Rank martial techniques equates to improving only

match the efforts of Tang Luo’s five. What was even more painful was the fact that Tang Luo, who

improving five Mortal Rank techniques was just a false proposition. Tang Luo’s primary aim was to be

of improved Yellow Rank techniques for their personal use. They would likely put those techniques to use in this

if these Secret Arts Pavilion members were able to garner

commit himself. He massaged his throbbing temple, sat up, grabbed