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The Internal Crystal Furnace rumbled, overflowing with light.
The circulation within the furnace was actually very slow, enveloped by numerous clouds, unable to clearly see what was happening within.
Yan Zhaoge, on the other hand, appeared exceptionally serious as he controlled the Internal Crystal Furnace.
At the same time, he was also exceptionally patient. He wanted to forge a treasure for himself, one that was completely based on his own will, fitting in with what he had learnt, a treasure that was purely created by himself.
Yan Zhaoge had a plan in mind, pursuing a perfect result as much as possible. In his plans, this was not something that could be accomplished in a single stroke.
Regarding this, Yan Zhaoge was not flustered or flustered. In the process of forging, he also unceasingly adjusted and perfected his original thoughts according to the actual situation.
In the following days, Yan Zhaoge's life was extremely fulfilling, whether it was cultivating in the martial dao to raise his strength, studying the principles of formations, or activating the Internal Crystal Furnace to forge treasures.
Time flew, and a few months had already passed.
During this period of time, Yan Zhaoge had always remained in seclusion, only emerging from seclusion when the Black Nightmare Storms of the Wind Domain's Great Western Desert were about to weaken.
"Ah Hu, help me contact our clan's people over at the Wind Domain, and prepare some things in advance," Yan Zhaoge stretched lazily. Ah Hu nodded in agreement, then left to handle the matter.
Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes, raising his head to look at the forest, the mottled sunlight falling through the gaps between the branches and leaves.
"The fourth Extreme Yin Bout should already have ended. I wonder what the final result was?"
Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself, pondering. As he strode forward.
In the fourth Extreme Yin Bout, Broad Creed Mountain still sat on the sidelines, not participating.
While Feng Yunsheng's Extreme Yin Physique had already recovered, she was still in secluded cultivation.
Whether it was Yan Zhaoge. Or Fu Enshu and the other higher echelon experts of Broad Creed Mountain, while all of them were anxious, they all tacitly did not let Feng Yunsheng participate in the Fourth Extreme Yin Bout.
The reason was none other than that Feng Yunsheng still needed time to make up for that gap of two years.
His opponent was also improving. Furthermore, he also used his full strength to fly forward, instead of standing still and waiting for Feng Yunsheng to catch up.
As Yan Zhaoge pondered, he arrived at the small valley where Feng Yunsheng was.
Sure enough, he could see that Feng Yunsheng was cultivating diligently as usual.
The hand holding the saber remained stable, but there seemed to be a flame rising in the depths of his eyes. It was becoming more and more intense.
It was often difficult for an outsider to understand what kind of energy would erupt from a person who had gained something and then lost it. After falling to the bottom of the valley, when there was a chance to regain something that was lost and then lost again in front of him, what kind of energy would erupt.
Feng Yunsheng's mentality and willpower were both top-notch. All the pressure was turned into motivation, allowing her to burn herself endlessly.
Even if she was temporarily not sent by Broad Creed Mountain to participate in the Extreme Yin Bout, she would also be able to understand. He just had to work harder to improve himself.
Yan Zhaoge stood quietly where he was, watching Feng Yunsheng train.
On the other side, there was another person who was training methodically.
It was a child who was not even twelve years old. However, he had already refined his Qi into Heavenly Energy and stepped into the Grandmaster realm!
Ying Longtu had successfully broken the record of Yan Zhaoge's father Yan Di, becoming the youngest Martial Scholar in the Eight Extremities World's recorded history following the Great Calamity.
The current Ying Longtu. He was fully focused, his gaze flickering with a spirituality that was usually not present as he trained meticulously, his level of concentration not inferior to Feng Yunsheng by the side in the slightest.
It was only at this time that he did not seem as slow as he usually was.
Accompanied by his punches, the qi and blood of his majestic fleshly body surged, far surpassing most martial practitioners of the same cultivation level.
Yan Zhaoge smiled as he watched the two of them train. In the distance, the giant panda Pan-Pan was currently sitting on the ground, bored to death as he stuffed food into his mouth. Now, seeing Yan Zhaoge appear, his eyes instantly lit up as he ran over.
"Following junior apprentice-sister Feng, you really have good food," Yan Zhaoge smiled as he hugged Pan-Pan, stroking his big head.
Feng Yunsheng's little black dog Little Meaty had long since become familiar with Yan Zhaoge. While it didn't rush over like Pan-Pan now, it also wagged its little tail happily.
Ying Longtu, having completed a round of training, stopped. Seeing Yan Zhaoge, his eyes also lit up as he walked over, smiling a little bashfully, "Senior apprentice-brother Yan."
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "Were there any problems in your cultivation?"
Ying Longtu scratched his head, trying hard to summarize his words, "Earlier, I heard a senior apprentice-brother mention that it is hard to balance speed and strength at the same time, even using Infinite Boundless Mountain and the Heavenly Thunder Hall as a comparison. However, I feel like there seems to be something wrong with what he said."
Yan Zhaoge smiled. Han Long 'er was straightforward enough; it was just that he didn't know if he had raised this question with that senior apprentice-brother of his.
"What he said, is also right, and also not right." Yan Zhaoge explained, "Just saying that it is hard to balance speed and strength at the same time is not accurate. Similarly, when you punch out with your fist, if your fist is fast, the power contained within it will also not be weak."
"It is often said that the attacks of the Heavenly Thunder Hall are as fast as lightning, as fierce as the rumbling of thunder. The first half is that they are fast, while the second half is also praising their ferocious strength."
Yan Zhaoge raised his palm, extending it forward, "However, when we make a move, it involves the problem of exerting force. Only after accumulating and exerting force together can it be a true attack."
"However, in this process of accumulating and exerting force, it involves the choice between speed and strength. Under most circumstances, the more sufficient the accumulation of force, the more ferocious the force exerted, but the longer the time required to do so."
Yan Zhaoge looked at Ying Longtu, "It is often said that the Heavenly Thunder Hall and Infinite Boundless Mountain both walk extreme paths, one fast, one slow. Actually, this is where their divergence lies."
Ying Longtu nodded rather dazedly, "It refers to the choice of speed and strength in the entire process of exerting force, and not just the speed at which they have already exerted force."
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "That's right. Rather than saying that there is a difference in the speed at which the Heavenly Thunder Hall and Infinite Boundless Mountain have it, it would be better to say that there is a difference in the speed at which they change their moves."
"In terms of strength and style, the two both walk the path of ferocity. The Heavenly Thunder Hall is more violent, while Infinite Boundless Mountain is more vigorous."
As the two spoke, Ah Hu arrived within the valley, walking towards Yan Zhaoge, a smile blossoming on his face.
"Young Master, I have already contacted the Wind Domain according to your instructions." After first completing the normal report, Ah Hu said smilingly, "Also, the results of the fourth Extreme Yin Bout are out; the Sacred Sun Clan's Meng Wan failed!"
Yan Zhaoge raised his brows slightly, "Tell me what exactly happened."
Ah Hu smiled happily, "Something seemed to have happened to Meng Wan herself, resulting in her defeat in the final round of the Bout."
Yan Zhaoge knit his brows slightly, "Did the clan's spectating Seniors bring back the images of the battle?"
Ah Hu nodded, "Yes."
Seeing the actual scene of the battle, not only did Yan Zhaoge not feel happy, his expression instead turning solemn, "What I feared has come. The worst situation has appeared."
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