"Hua!" A fiery-red Primordial Fire appeared on Lin Feng's hand, looking ferocious.
Feeling the scorching heat, Lin Feng's eyes brightened. "According to the book, my Primordial Fire Sensitivity should belong to the fifth grade, 'Fast' category. My aptitude is one in a million and is extremely suitable for the 'Fire Fighter' category. But … my control over Primordial Fire is too weak and has not reached the third grade."
Fire Fighters were good at guerilla warfare and mid-range attacks. Requirements —
Primordial Fire Sensitivity, third grade.
Control over Primordial Fire, third grade.
In fact, not only Fire Fighters, Fire Martial Artists and Fire Spirit Masters also had different requirements for 'Primordial Fire Sensitivity' and 'Primordial Fire Control'.
Especially Fire Spirit Masters, their control over Primordial Fire must reach the fourth grade!
"Control over Primordial Fire, the first grade, 'Igniting Fire', allows the Primordial Fire to burn in the hand without dissipating." Lin Feng stared at the Primordial Fire in his hand, his eyes blazing. "The third grade, 'Condensing Fire', allows the Primordial Fire to change into any shape, such as a fireball …"
Lin Feng suddenly exerted force, and the Primordial Fire dissipated as if it was blown by a gust of wind.
Failure!
Fire Fighters used fireballs as their basic attack method, so reaching the third grade of control over Primordial Fire was a must.
Lin Feng smiled indifferently. He had already expected this result.
His control over Primordial Fire had not even reached the second grade, how could he reach the heavens in one step?
"Although the most suitable category for me … is probably 'Fire Fighter', I still have a long way to go to reach the third grade, 'Control over Primordial Fire'."
"At this stage, my goal should be to become a Fire Martial Artist!" Lin Feng thought to himself, "Among the three categories of Fire Spirit Masters, Fire Martial Artists have the lowest requirements for controlling Primordial Fire. They only need to reach the second grade, 'Condensing Fire', to unleash their power."
Condensing Fire, by condensing fire in the fist, could unleash its power.
When the Primordial Fire Seed was awakened, Lin Feng had used it to kill Qiu Ban.
"As long as I can become a Fire Martial Artist, I will have one more bargaining chip and one more trump card!" Lin Feng's eyes flashed, "Primordial Fire is usually three grades higher than the body. My current strength is close to that of Advanced Martial Warrior. In other words, a Fire Martial Artist's strength is at the peak of Intermediate Martial Grandmaster!
"Practice! Practice hard!"
"Before I depart for the Endless Wilderness, I must strive to reach the level of Fire Gathering!" Lin Feng clenched his fist.
In the "Basics of Fire Spirit Masters", there was a detailed record of how to improve the control and power of Fire Spirit Masters. Although this might only be the most basic method, it was incomparably precious to Lin Feng.
There were no shortcuts when it came to the basics.
Only —
Practice!
However, having a clear direction was different from fumbling around aimlessly.
…
That night, the goods that Lin Feng had ordered worth 2,600 Tian Wu Coins were delivered. It was a big box that was quite heavy.
"Mr. Lin Feng, please confirm." The delivery man smiled, but there was a hint of envy in his eyes as he looked at Lin Feng.
2600 Tian Wu coins!
How could an ordinary martial artist afford it …
He was an Intermediate Martial Warrior. It was already good enough for him to earn a few dozen Tian Wu coins a year.
"Okay." Lin Feng nodded and pressed his right hand on the box. A long beep was heard, confirming his identity.
After checking, the delivery man left. The whole family looked curiously at the big metal box. Lin Feng opened it. There was a three-layer titanium energy suit, three pieces of White Pellet Armor, and a "Basics of Agility" book. They were placed neatly.
"Ouch ~ ~" Shui 'er's little face turned red.
Lin Feng glanced and saw his sister trying to pick up the titanium energy suit with all her strength. He couldn't help but smile.
This was a three-layered titanium energy suit. Although it looked small, it was actually —
It was much heavier than the three pieces of White Pellet Armor combined.
"Hmph." Shui 'er pouted and decisively gave up. She glanced at the "Basics of Agility" book and curiously picked it up. "Brother, do I need to buy this book?"
Reading books in the library indeed didn't cost money.
Lin Feng casually nodded and picked up the three pieces of White Pellet Armor. They were soft and light to the touch, as if they were nothing. He couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. Different from the titanium energy suit, the armor was worn close to the body. If it was too heavy or too hard, it would affect the performance of movements, including agility, attack, and so on. It would greatly affect the strength of the user.
"Brother, how much is this book? One gold coin? Ten gold coins? "Shui 'er lightly played with the book and casually asked.
"500 Tian Wu coins." Lin Feng replied while putting on the armor.
"Ah!?" Shui 'er's little face was shocked. She hurriedly caught the book and hugged it in her arms.
"This, this is so expensive …" Lin Wanqing covered her mouth and said in shock, "Then wouldn't it be 50000 gold coins?"
To Lin Wanqing, this was an unimaginable number.
Lin Feng put on the armor. The White Pellet Armor was not only fitting, but also very elastic. He smiled and replied, "Yes, it's a total of 2,600 Tian Wu coins."
Lin Wanqing and Lin Shui 'er sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at each other.
Lin Yun smiled and said, "Mother, sister, don't make a fuss. The world of martial artists is not something we can understand."
At this time, Lin Feng had already put on a full set of White Pellet Armor. The size was exactly the same. The excellent material and softness did not affect the performance of any movement at all. Looking at the amazed family, Lin Feng smiled and said, "If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. Don't worry, Mother, the more money a martial artist spends, the more money he earns!"
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Seclusion, enlightenment, cultivation.
For Lin Feng, this was all he had in his life at present.
Because the Rocket Squad was still resting, now his time —
Was very ample.
Half of the time was to cultivate the [Firmament Spear Art], and the other half was to train 'control of the primordial fire'. As for the [Basics of Movement], Lin Feng temporarily put it aside. After all, he did not have three heads and six arms. In comparison, the first two were much more important.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
In the cultivation room, a fire was spreading, and it was incomparably hot.
The flame in Lin Feng's hand was constantly rising, and the fiery red colour was constantly deepening. The flame seemed to be slowly growing. However, the cold sweat on Lin Feng's forehead was constantly dripping down, and his face was a little pale. Suddenly —
Puff! The primordial fire was extinguished.
Training: extreme control of the primordial fire.
Lin Feng closed his eyes and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. He looked a little tired and dispirited.
After a long time, Lin Feng opened his eyes. "This' Ultimate Control of Primordial Fire 'is really not simple. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, it has completely exhausted my' energy '. But at least there is some progress. Yesterday, I was only able to persist for half an incense stick's time."
Stretching out his right hand, Lin Feng held the [Leaping Dragon Spear] and shook it. "Hey, after exhausting my energy, I'll practice the spear. It's not a waste of time."
"Just now, I performed the third level of the ten spear moves a little smoother. Continue to practice. As long as I can completely master it, I can begin to comprehend each move …"
…
…
One day.
Two days.
…
Time passed very quickly. In the middle, Fierce Bull Li Han came once and brought a message from the vice-captain 'Lu Qian' —
August 28th, seven o 'clock, gather at the Firmament Martial Sect.
To a martial artist, cultivation was essential, but similarly, hunting was an indispensable part of it.
For experience, and also for money.
With money, one could buy good mental cultivation techniques, secret manuals, weapons, and defensive equipment.
With money, one could live in big houses, in tall buildings, and live a wealthy life without worrying about food and clothing.
With money, …
One could do a lot of things.
Perhaps, many martial artists would choose to earn money through jobs and missions because it was safe and easy.
However, most martial artists would choose to hunt Demonic Beasts!
Just like what Qin Huo said, a true martial artist was not afraid of blood and would face death calmly.
If one was greedy for life and afraid of death, one would never become a true expert!
Moreover, hunting Demonic Beasts was much more profitable than jobs and missions. If one was lucky, they could become rich overnight.
The endless wilderness was an 'endless' treasure trove!
…
In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed. There were only two days left until the gathering day.
On the sixth floor of the training room, Lin Feng, who was wearing a loose martial attire, was waving his fists. There was a strange frequency hidden in his footsteps.
"Ha!" "Ha!"
Every punch was heavy and powerful. Lin Feng's forehead was dripping with sweat. If one looked carefully, every punch would bring out a wisp of fire. It was either big or small, strong or weak. However, it would disappear in the blink of an eye, like a flash in the pan.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Lin Feng only stopped when all his punches were empty. He was panting heavily.
"No, I'm still a little short." Lin Feng let out a long breath and wiped his sweat with the back of his right hand. He picked up the bottle of water on the floor and gulped it down.
In these seven days, his improvement was obvious. The 'control of primordial fire' training, which started with half an incense stick of time, was now able to last for the time to brew a cup of tea. The largest primordial fire he could control had changed from bright red to vermillion red. The height of the flame had increased by 10 centimeters. However, the distance to the second stage, 'gathering fire' …
Was still a little short.
"I'm afraid … it's too late." Lin Feng stretched his body tiredly and sighed. He was about to take the Leaping Dragon Spear when suddenly —
Lin Feng blinked and clapped his hands. "I actually forgot. In the Virtual Hunter Store … isn't there a 'Fire Spirit Master Weapon' for sale?"
The 'Gloves' of the three Fire Spirit Master Set. Its effect was to increase the control of primordial fire.
(New book, needs everyone's recommendation votes. Thank you ~)
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