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.

everyone to the brink of a cliff, but the members of the Secret

Luo, who originally had a substantial amount of private time, becoming extremely busy, with martial arts methods

difficult task. It wasn’t as simple as changing a human-level martial art randomly

but because the original intention of the martial arts

from

process where Qi circulates. Just like the merging of ‘Eagle Claw’ and ‘Dash Thunder

were carelessly added, the

the ‘Wind Attack’ maneuver from the Tongtian Domination Scroll. It started off 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.

martial arts techniques, every single one of

didn’t have any slackers. Everyone had been immersed in martial arts research for decades. Perhaps they started

Pavilion went all out, even the two most opportunistic – Old White Beard and Short Eyes –

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

rank. He who originally amassed over two thousand points of spiritual power, had it drop by 450 points after executing two sets of martial

could normally be mobilized was

could mobilize about 333 points out of 999 points

away from making a breakthrough to the Mortal Realm, with over 1,800 points of spiritual power accumulated

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

large amount of spiritual power would be followed by an extended

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 by a large margin

and the Yellow Rank Ultimate Moves come in all sorts of varieties,

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

Secret Arts Pavilion state that the contribution derived from improving five Mortal Rank martial techniques equates to improving only one Yellow

Luo’s five. What was even more painful was the fact that

was just a false proposition. Tang Luo’s primary aim was to be

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

these Secret Arts Pavilion members were able to garner prestige in the

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

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