Fang Xian could not be bothered with the empty reputation of the martial arts world.
What he cared about was the loot that he had obtained after killing Nie Yinlong and wiping out the Zhai Xing Lou branch with the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building's intelligence.
Two palm-sized, dark-gold fragments of the map appeared in his hands.
On them were densely packed words, mantras, and various meditation techniques.
Together with the fragment of the white tiger map in his hands, it would form a complete Connate ultimate technique — White Tiger's Seven Kill Fist!
"Looks like … this set of fist technique was split into three. Two of them landed in Zhai Xing Lou's hands, while the last one was hidden in an ordinary set of inner force mantras and was coincidentally discovered by me …"
Fang Xian nodded and started to comprehend the complete Connate ultimate technique.
The first two levels of the White Tiger's Seven Kill Fist were similar to what he had learned before, except for the addition of some techniques and moves.
What really moved him was the contents of the third level.
"The first layer of the 'White Tiger's Seven Killing Fist' is the White Tiger Possession, the second layer is the Spirit Accumulation in the acupoints, and the third layer is the absorption of starlight into the body, borrowing the power of heaven and earth, making every move carry the power of heaven and earth. This is the great grandmaster realm of the unity of heaven and man!"
"Starlight? This thing really exists. Can it be absorbed into the body? "
Fang Xian felt that something was amiss. "If it's real, then it's beyond the realm of martial arts. It's a magical power …"
He walked out of the cave and came out to the outside world.
It was nighttime, and he was bathed in the radiance of the stars. Fang Xian suddenly got into a stance and practiced his fist technique under the moonlight.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Now, between his movements and movements, his moves were smooth and flexible, just like a big white tiger that had gained sentience.
"Thinking of the White Tiger Star of the Heavenly Palace, Seven Kill Starlight into my body, as urgent as the command!"
Fang Xian's spirit was scattered, and he was in a trance like a demon.
The night passed, and nothing happened …
"The third level can't be fake, right?"
He took out the White Tiger's Seven Kill Fist manual and shook his head. "Indeed … it's not so easy to reach the grandmaster realm …"
However, Fang Xian still had a trump card.
With a thought, a large amount of Mixed Origin Vital Qi was injected into the attribute window.
A level of martial arts comprehension appeared.
Rumble!
Fang Xian shuddered. "Receiving starlight from afar requires a strong willpower and the support of one's state of mind. It also requires one's zhenqi cultivation … I'm still far from that …"
"Right now, the most important thing for me is to keep fighting and traveling. I need to master the Primordial Origin True Energy, and at the same time, absorb the power of heaven and earth into my heart. When that time comes … everything will fall into place.
The martial arts comprehension in the Attribute Pane did not allow him to directly cultivate martial arts. Instead, it allowed him to understand the path ahead.
I should make use of this opportunity to travel around the world and experience different sceneries …
This was something he had always wanted to do.
At the same time, as he walked out of Mount Daqing, everything he had seen and heard appeared in front of Fang Xian's eyes.
The conflict between sects, the trap in the martial arts tournament, and Golden Saber's betrayal …
"The pugilistic world, this is the pugilistic world … It's not as beautiful as the hot-blooded youth imagined it to be. It's filled with filth and blood, like a swamp … Any martial artist who falls into it will never be able to get out …"
"The world is like a tide and people are like water. How many people will return to Jianghu?"
…
Damo Nation.
This nation was located to the west of Yuanwu Nation. If one went further west, one would reach the Transverse Mountain Range. The highest peak in the continent, Sky Receiving Peak, was located there.
On the West Wind Ancient Path.
Fang Xian rode a skinny horse to a courier station by the roadside.
The people here dressed differently from those in Yuanwu Nation. They liked to wrap their heads in headscarves. There were black people with charcoal skin, and there were also blond Hu merchants with blue eyes.
Fang Xian was not surprised by this. He bought some wine and meat, and as he ate, he gathered some information.
It had been a few years since he traveled the world. He had sailed on a boat in the East Sea and fought against many foreign experts. He had also ventured deep into the south and fought with ferocious beasts in the rainforest. He had even gone north to the snowy plains, wanting to see the world.
Now, there was only one goal left, and that was to climb to the highest peak!
"Climb the highest mountain, see the most beautiful scenery, be as free as the wind …"
Although he was unkempt and had a face full of stubble, he was in a better state than ever. His true energy was full of vigor, and he was only a step away from the realm of Great Completion.
"Yuanwu Nation … Military Selection …"
At this time, some faint conversation caught Fang Xian's attention.
It was a table in the southwest corner. A grandfather and grandson sat together with other guests, and they were talking loudly from time to time.
"Ever since Yuanwu Nation implemented the new law, there has been a decrease in the number of fights between martial artists. This is a good thing … I'm going to bring my grandson there. I hope he can enter the Martial Academy and take the Military Selection …"
The grandfather looked at his dignified grandson next to him with a doting expression and sighed with emotion.
"Hehe … then you're going to be disappointed!"
Another martial artist shook his head. "Now in Yuanwu Nation, the 'Neutral Officials' in charge of evaluating ninth-grade martial artists are controlled by aristocratic families and large sects. Ordinary martial artists can't stand out unless they become lackeys of aristocratic families and sects."
"What?" The old man's expression changed. "This … I've never heard of this in my hometown …"
"Also, in recent years, there has been a bloody storm in Yuanwu Nation. It's just that outsiders don't know about it. Even the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building, which has always been neutral, has been pushed out of the country. It's said that they've come to Damo Nation to develop. After all, the business here is flourishing …"
The martial artist sighed again.
"Grandmaster Chu Kuangren, one of the Twin Dragons, Nie Yinlong, and the Sixth Sect Leader, Yuan Dingtian, Master Yuan … How many top-notch martial artists have died in Yuanwu Nation in recent years?"
Someone beside him sighed. "However, only in such a chaotic situation can new stars emerge … For example, that 'White Tiger Star Lord'. I heard that he's not even twenty years old, but he's already capable of killing Grandmasters. He's one of the best martial artists in the world."
The old man's interest was piqued. "My Little Tiger likes that senior the most."
"Hehe … in the vast Jianghu, how many White Tiger Star Lords are there? On the contrary, there are countless martial artists who have died by the roadside with no one to collect their corpses … Besides, that White Tiger Star Lord has disappeared ever since he killed Nie Yinlong. Perhaps he's already dead … "
One of the young martial artists suddenly sneered.
"What? How dare you curse the senior that I admire? "Another young man wearing boxing gloves roared." I, the Reckless Iron Fist, will never forgive you. "
"Hmph? Do you think I'm afraid of you? "
The young martial artist who spoke held a short spear in his hand. The tip of the spear was like a hundred birds worshipping a phoenix.
In an instant, the relay station was in chaos. Many people covered their heads and scurried away.
In a duel between martial artists, accidentally injuring others was no laughing matter.
However, after the two martial artists exchanged a blow, their bodies remained motionless.
If one were to get closer, one could even see that their foreheads were covered in beads of cold sweat.
"If you want to fight, do it outside. Don't do it here. It'll be bad if you accidentally injure others."
Fang Xian put down his bowl and said.
He was just trying to figure out how to use the soul, so he slightly released his aura to suppress the two young martial artists. He did not expect it to be so effective.
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