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.

one Yellow Rank martial art every month undoubtedly pushed everyone to the

originally had a substantial amount of private time, becoming extremely busy, with

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

inability to modify it wasn’t due to the skill level of the modifier, but because the original intention of the martial

from

of the martial art required 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 Thunder

added, the power of the martial arts technique

attack. Like 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

of improving martial arts techniques, every

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

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

grand martial arts

was having insufficient rank. He who originally amassed over two thousand points of spiritual power, had it drop by 450 points after executing two sets of martial arts techniques. It felt like the transformation into the Mortal Realm was once again

mobilized was typically between

about 333 points

making a breakthrough to the Mortal Realm, with over 1,800 points of spiritual power accumulated in his internal organs, it was impossible to

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

of spiritual power would be followed by an extended period of

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,

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

who didn’t need to recharge, he could only modify Mortal

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

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

aim was to be in the lead

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, just to

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

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

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