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.

martial arts or one Yellow Rank martial art every month undoubtedly pushed everyone to the brink of a cliff, but the members of the Secret Arts Pavilion at that time

had a substantial amount of private time, becoming extremely busy, with martial arts methods to be improved even

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

to modify it wasn’t due to the skill level of the modifier, but

from a few

meridians to aid the output, or adding other secondary effects to the original process where Qi circulates. Just like the merging of ‘Eagle Claw’ and ‘Dash Thunder Claw’,

Fist’, which was a wide-ranging and lavish style. If other effects were carelessly added, the power of the martial arts

Domination Scroll. It started off as a single-move empty palm attack with a

of improving martial arts techniques, every single one of them

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

challenge from the young Tang Luo, the entire Secret Arts Pavilion went all out, even the two most opportunistic – Old White Beard and

simple welcome ceremony, this grand martial arts technique modification war stirred by the young man officially

two thousand points of spiritual power, had it drop by 450 points after executing two sets

that could normally be mobilized was typically between twenty

about 333 points out of 999 points

100 points 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

generally speaking, had an output ranging from 20 to 80 points. Even the most powerful strike wouldn’t exceed 400 points – and that could only

amount of spiritual power

they become fundamentally different from those in the Mortal Rank. Yellow Rank techniques surpassed the Mortal Rank in both variety and function by a large margin – and most importantly, in the output of spiritual

produces an output exceeding 300 points with each move. Its power far surpasses that of the Mortal Rank techniques, and the Yellow Rank Ultimate

as an absolute spiritual power controller who didn’t need to recharge, he could only modify Mortal Rank techniques, given

contribution derived from improving five Mortal Rank martial techniques equates to

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

aim was to be in the lead with a minimum of thirty or more Mortal

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

these Secret Arts Pavilion members were able to garner prestige in the first two months, it would

to commit himself. He massaged his throbbing temple, sat up, grabbed a martial arts

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