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.

Mortal Rank martial arts or one Yellow Rank martial art every month undoubtedly pushed everyone to the brink

of private time, becoming extremely busy, with martial arts methods to be improved even stacked beside

as simple as changing a human-level martial art randomly

wasn’t due to the skill level of the modifier, but because the original intention of the martial arts technique itself completely

mainly came from a few

locating additional 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

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

as a single-move empty palm attack with a sharp attribute, but when executed with different spiritual energy frequencies, several palm forces would attract each other without merging. Instead,

arts techniques, every single one of them not

slackers. Everyone had been immersed in martial arts research for decades. Perhaps

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

welcome ceremony, this grand martial arts technique modification war stirred by

had it drop by 450

mobilized was typically between twenty to thirty percent of their total

could mobilize about 333 points

the Mortal Realm, with over 1,800 points of spiritual power accumulated in his internal organs, it was impossible to mobilize this portion of

technique, 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 be achieved by using a specific Qi-Gong method that mobilized a large quantity of

a large amount of spiritual power would be followed by an extended

surpassed the Mortal Rank in both variety and function by

far surpasses that of the Mortal Rank techniques, and the Yellow Rank Ultimate Moves come in all sorts of varieties, ranging from a minimum of 2000 points

Tang Luo, even as an absolute spiritual power controller who didn’t need to recharge, he could only modify Mortal Rank techniques, given his current spiritual power level of less than 2000

the rules of the Secret Arts Pavilion state that the contribution derived from improving five Mortal Rank martial techniques

Pavilion, they only needed to improve one Yellow Rank technique to match the efforts of Tang Luo’s five. What was even more painful was the fact that Tang Luo, who initiated this challenge, would find it unbearable if he were to be

Luo’s primary aim was to be in

myriad of improved Yellow Rank techniques for their personal use. They would likely

to garner prestige in the first two

commit himself. He massaged his throbbing temple, sat up, grabbed a martial arts book, and began

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