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Chapter 751: Chapter Forty-Five: Morning Palace

Tang Luo, who had left from the 27th arena, was wandering around the main peak platform of Bifang Mountain, watching the progress of the three members from Longxi. On passing by the 51st arena, he happened to see Li Xuanba, grinning from ear to ear, receiving the Arena Seal from the referee and then happily stepping down from the arena.

He slapped the man on the back, watched his large frame jump away like a startled cat while clutching the Arena Seal vigilantly, and asked in a voice full of both humor and annoyance, “How did it go? How many Arena Seals did you get?”

On recognizing that it was the team leader, Tang Luo, Li Xuanba immediately let down his guard. Carefully pocketing his arena seal, he held up four fingers in response.

Glancing around and seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he went on to praise Tang Luo in a low voice: “The data you provided was really accurate! This guy, despite possessing high-grade blood lineage, had mediocre Spirit Art and physical techniques and could not break my Xuanhuang Body. I’ve already got three Arena Seals this morning!”

“Not bad.” Tang Luo laughed and nodded, patting Li Xuanba on the shoulder. “Keep going.”

“Will do, Captain!” encouraged, Li Xuanba cheerfully rushed off to the next arena, ready to collect his fifth Arena Seal.

Tang Luo watched the new challenger in the 51st arena for a moment, shook his head, and left. Before long, the new challenger was flung off the arena, seriously injured.

The reason why the three from Longxi were unbeaten wasn’t that Tang Luo had marked the weakest ones. Instead, they were the best for the three teammates to battle.

The thing with martial arts is that the same martial artist will perform differently against different styles of martial art techniques.

Those proficient in soft techniques may underestimate those skilled in strong techniques. Those skilled in Spirit Art might think that those skilled in the soft techniques are not powerful, and those good at strong techniques may consider Spirit Art to be flashy but useless. That’s because every martial artist has their own comfortable battle distance and opponent.

based on comprehensive strength. However, the strength and weakness are not necessarily all suggested according to the ranking. That is exactly why Tang Luo’s flexible

a keen understanding, could handle various Spirit Arts. He was free-spirited and wild. However, if he encountered a physically strong person who was

data, and he is flourishing. He

the grain and kept challenging the stronger opponents. He only fought in two arenas in the entire morning. Although he won, he was recuperating and re-energizing the Monument

Ziyu’s challenge against the stronger opponents. As he said at the beginning of the martial arts conference, although

had long realized that the grand Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Exchange Conference was just the first stage, gathering all the excellent young martial artists from all over

the aristocratic children across Longzhou to select the Inner Sect Disciples, the Martial Saint

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Mountain, Noble Garden in

inner hall, the Wuxiang Zen Temple gained

the other shore that Yankong revealed, they admired the Zen Sect more and more, bowing to this young man known as

rivalry instincts, after listening to the sermon, they were left

Noble Garden was the accommodation prepared by Martial Saint Mountain for Yankong. Despite being called a Noble Garden, it was

not because the Martial Saint Mountain was neglecting the Buddha Son, but because the way the Zen Sect practiced was different from the other sacred lands. If the world could be described as turbulent for

wind, drinking the dew, and laying on the ground under the sky were part of the ascetic daily life. Even the thatched hut of the Noble Garden

Zen Sect, they have five classes a day: morning temple, morning meal, noon meal, noon

these five classes

his homework every day for over twenty years since he entered the Zen Sect. After practicing the Sutra of No Suffering and Extinction, he came to understand the morning

of practice, practicing law, power, self-awareness, and the other bank. Opening the door and chanting in the valley, under the trees, and beside flowing water, practicing virtue,

Son Yankong no longer recites morning prayers after closing the door. After moving