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.

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

amount of private time, becoming extremely busy, with martial arts methods to be

task. It wasn’t as simple as changing a

to the skill level of the modifier, but because the original intention

from

where Qi circulates. Just like the merging of ‘Eagle Claw’ and ‘Dash Thunder Claw’, both martial arts techniques didn’t conflict but gathered spiritual energy in the five-finger meridians during their execution. This lucky fusion enhanced

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

empty palm attack with a sharp

methods of improving martial arts techniques, every single

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

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

martial arts technique modification war stirred by the young man

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

that could normally be mobilized was typically

instance, a peak Mortal Realm martial artist could mobilize about 333 points out of 999 points of spiritual power as

points of spiritual power accumulated in his internal organs, it was impossible to

Mortal Rank martial 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

amount of spiritual power would

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 by a large margin – and most importantly, in the output

300 points with each 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 a

to recharge, he could only modify Mortal Rank techniques,

the contribution derived from improving five

efforts of Tang Luo’s five. What was even more painful was the fact that Tang Luo, who initiated this challenge, would find it

primary aim was to be in the lead with a minimum of thirty

Pavilion had surely squirreled away a myriad of improved Yellow Rank techniques for their personal use. They would likely put those techniques to use in this competition,

was easy to imagine that if these Secret Arts Pavilion members were able to garner prestige in the first two months, it would

He massaged his throbbing temple, sat up, grabbed a martial arts

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