Chapter 100: Chapter 100: Great Sun Level Martial Technique, Thunder Strike Eight Slashes!!

Divine Management Bureau, 88th floor.

Fang Qingyu looked at the scene before him, his eyes filled with shock.

The beige marble stretched from beneath his feet to the horizon of his view, with a gray-white pillar piercing the ceiling every ten steps, and between every two pillars, there were five rows of iron-black bookshelves.

The bookshelves stood as tall as six meters.

The tops almost touched the dome embedded with long skylights.

The air was tinged with the distinct bitter smell of old paper, mixed with the fragrance of moth-proof camphor wood.

“This…is a bit too much, isn’t it?”

Looking at the countless bookshelves before him, Fang Qingyu was a bit surprised and somewhat incredulous.

“It’s not much.”

Duan Ling noticed, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

“Originally, the Martial Arts Apprentice is just a foundational stage, lacking any Martial Technique; most of them were specifically modified by modern people to train Martial Arts Apprentices in hunting Life Ghosts early on.”

After speaking, he handed Fang Qingyu a tablet.

“Starting from the Martial Artist level, Martial Techniques are divided into five levels: Star Dust, New Moon, Wang Shu, Radiant Spirit, and Great Sun.”

“You can take your time to choose, no rush.”

Breaking through as a Martial Artist to become an official member, one perk.

Is that you can unconditionally choose a Martial Technique.

No matter the level.

So naturally, he wanted to choose the most expensive one.

Last night, before going home, Lin Kang had discussed with him.

He gave him four choices.

Namely Hard Skills, Fist Technique, Saber Technique, and Body Technique.

Among them, the Fist Technique was undoubtedly the complete set of Baji Fist.

Belongs to Wang Shu level, requires 800 points of merit.

Hard Skills, Celestial Drum Thunder Sound Body, Wang Shu level, same merit required.

Body Technique, Thunder Instant Cloud Trace, Radiant Spirit level, requires 2000 points.

Saber Technique, Thunder Strike Eight Slashes, Great Sun level, requires 5000 points of merit.

Complete set of Martial Techniques.

All related to thunder.

If Lin Kang didn’t deliberately help him choose, Fang Qingyu wouldn’t believe it…

Truly heartfelt.

Considered very thoroughly.

His currently strongest means, and his future Martial Arts path, definitely cannot be separated from Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash.

So choosing the most expensive one is Saber Technique.

And the other three options are also quite suitable for him, paired Martial Techniques.

It’s all about the explosion, speed!

Moreover…

With the strength of Nine Heavens Visualization Method and Red Bright Nine Transformations Qi Blood Method.

It will be quite lasting!

This point was actually noticed from the very beginning when condensing the Inner Sea and Qi Core.

The Dragon and Tiger Force within seemed to be inexhaustible.

So Fang Qingyu didn’t hesitate, directly searching for Thunder Strike Eight Slashes to exchange for it.

“Uh, I need to remind you, Martial Techniques have good and bad variations, besides the power, the difficulty of practice also increases geometrically.”

Nearby, Duan Ling was momentarily stunned upon seeing Fang Qingyu’s decisiveness.

“Understood, thank you.”

Fang Qingyu was well aware.

But it’s no problem, Musashi’s Spirit Core definitely won’t disappoint him.

Next, he checked the balance.

points.

Among them, 183 were earned from killing Life Ghosts in special training classes, 1 point per ghost.

The bulk of 2000…

Was rewarded after saving everyone in the special training classes.

Because of this, Fang Qingyu could advance from Starfire to Candlelight level.

He directly searched Thunder Instant Cloud Trace to exchange for it.

According to Lin Kang, his corporal strength is definitely more than enough.

Priority was to exchange for Saber Technique and Body Technique.

Then slowly accumulate merit to exchange for Baji Fist and Hard Skills.

“Alright, I’ll go get it for you now.”

Seeing Fang Qingyu choose two high-difficulty Martial Techniques, Duan Ling, having reminded once, didn’t say more.

He placed the two booklets in a box.

Duan Ling cautioned.

“Martial Techniques cannot be taken out of the Divine Management Bureau, you can usually watch and train in the training ground on the basement’s eighth floor, and store them in the locker when heading home.”

“Okay.”

Fang Qingyu nodded eagerly.

“After this, there’s not much left, whether to read or train is up to you, our phone numbers are in the mobile contact list, if you encounter danger or anything, feel free to call us anytime.”

The two parted ways in the elevator.

One returned to the third squad.

Fang Qingyu rushed straight to the training ground on the basement’s eighth floor.

In the elevator, he couldn’t wait to pull out the Martial Artist’s data to check his current realm.

“Breaking Mortality, huh…”

When the elevator door opened.

Fang Qingyu had already found the information he was looking for.

Duan Ling had given him a book that only recorded three realms of Martial Artists.

Breaking Mortality, Micro, Profound.

Beyond this, there was no detailed record of Martial Arts Grandmaster, but it was enough.

Knowing his own realm, the rest would be looked at when he returned that evening.

Now there were more important things to do.

Practice Red Bright Nine Transformations, Saber Technique, and Body Technique.

At this moment, it was as if he had returned to the days of initially practicing Martial Arts.

His slightly relaxed mind once again tensed tightly!!

Fang Qingyu found an empty corner, first setting up the starting pose for Red Bright Nine Revolutions Tribulation Jade Scripture.

Then looked at the diagram.

The moment he mentally pressed the three convertible words at the end of the Qi Blood Technique.

A clear and resonant chime resounded in Fang Qingyu’s ear.

Thirty-six thousand pores on his body simultaneously dilated, as if sweet rain was pouring down from his Celestial Spirit, washing away all complex emotions inside him.

Red script flowed deep in his retina.

The cumbersome Qi Blood path of Tribulation Jade Scripture became clear.

Hiss!

When the first strand of Tribulation Fire rose from his Dantian.

Fang Qingyu’s muscles tensed abruptly.

The agony felt like someone twisting red-hot chains around his bones, involuntarily letting out a muffled groan from his throat.

Sweat evaporated into white mist from the high temperature of his skin.

[Detected that Profession Core Skill “Red Bright Nine Revolutions Tribulation Jade Scripture” is being activated (2/100)]

On his retina, the prompt was particularly clear amidst the pain.

Fang Qingyu bit his tongue to force himself conscious.

His entire body felt unbearably hot.

Instinctively tearing off his shirt, unveiling a chest crisscrossed with red patterns, the red patterns flickered with his breath, as if lava was flowing beneath his skin.

When the first cycle completed perfectly, amidst the pain arose a strange numbness.

Fang Qingyu grit his teeth to endure the pain and continued.

“Again!”

As the activation progress broke through 100%.

His pupils had turned into a red hue.

He could clearly feel the transformation happening in his rushing Qi blood.

Originally, the Qi blood flowed like rivers and streams, now transformed into the molten gold-like Tribulation Fire, rushing wildly through his meridians.

“First Turn, Blood Ignition!”

“Achieved!!!”

“Huff…”

Fang Qingyu opened his eyes, panting heavily.

He didn’t expect the perfected Basic Qi Blood Transport Method to be so powerful.

To directly grasp the basics of the Red Bright Nine Revolutions in such a short time!?

His whole body’s qi and blood had completely transformed.

At this moment, if he were to enhance it with the Qi Blood Technique…

With a slight movement of Fang Qingyu’s thoughts, his qi and blood surged like a fiery red wave from his pores, with dark golden threads weaving through the roiling flames…

This special effect is nothing, after all, Ji Yang had already demonstrated it before.

It’s just that this intensity…

Is a bit terrifying.

At least five times stronger than the previous Basic Qi Blood Method.

To know… the Basic Qi Blood Method is perfect, while the Red Bright Nine Revolutions is just at the entry level.

It seems Old Hong really didn’t brush him off with some useless goods.

Fang Qingyu silently remembered the kindness of an old man in his heart.

But it wasn’t over yet.

Besides the Qi Blood Technique transformation, there was also a Transformation Realm Thunder Slash Saber Technique!

So after Fang Qingyu rested for a while.

He picked up the standard longknife beside him and closed his eyes again.

“…Isn’t that Fang Qingyu, the monster?”

And far in the distant training field, a group of people had already gathered to watch.

After all, the commotion was so significant… it was hard not to notice.

“It’s him.”

Someone confirmed upon hearing it.

“Oh my, wasn’t he still a Martial Arts Apprentice a week ago, and now he’s grasped the Qi Blood Technique!?”

The person who asked the question touched his smooth bald patch involuntarily, feeling a tingling sensation on his scalp.

To know that this is an Extraordinary Stage Qi Blood Technique.

It couldn’t be compared to the past Qi Blood Technique.

“You said he was a monster, didn’t you? Isn’t this normal?”

However, most of the martial artists remained quite calm.

After all, those who could break through as martial artists…

None of them were simple.

Yet just as the words fell.

The dark golden patterns around Fang Qingyu’s body suddenly lit up, and the Tribulation Fire aura soared by three inches.

The arm holding the saber suddenly blurred.

The standard horizontal blade tore a ghostly, blue afterglow in the air.

Boom——!

Thunder struck the empty training field, buzzing it to life.

The blade trajectory left a blue-white arc, and the alloy target thirty meters away split in half with a crack, the fracture glowing with dark red smelting marks.

The onlookers fell into dead silence.

“Thunder Strike Eight Slashes… is it Thunder Strike Eight Slashes!?”

After a moment, someone suddenly recognized it.

This time…

Others couldn’t hold back either.

What the hell.

To master a Great Sun Level Martial Technique within a week!?

They weren’t aware Fang Qingyu had just arrived today.

But a week was already quite terrifying.

“Dear me… let’s go, we can’t watch anymore. Keep watching and our state of mind will become shattered.”

Someone rationally turned and left.

The others, seeing this, quickly walked away, trying to distance themselves from Fang Qingyu.

When a genius meets a genius that makes them despair, it’s like this.

Some strengthen their resolve.

Others, by comparison, can’t help but shatter their own resolve.

Fang Qingyu was unaware of their thoughts.

He just looked at the diagram after slashing the knife, feeling quite satisfied.

The transformation of Thunder Slash experiences, with the support of Musashi’s Spirit Core, successfully piled Thunder Strike Eight Slashes to the entry level.

Two new skills appeared on the panel.

[Core Skill 2: Red Bright Nine Revolutions Tribulation Jade Scripture·First Turn Lv.1 (0/200)]

[Advanced Skill 2: Thunder Strike Eight Slashes Lv.1 (0/200)]

To master two highly difficult dharma gates within a day.

The gains were already quite astonishing.

But the remaining body technique…

Would require a slow, grinding effort.

Fang Qingyu rested for a while and wiped off his sweat.

He began studying Thunder Instant Cloud Trace.

From this moment, the distinction between Musashi’s Spirit Core and Martial Seeds officially set apart.

In the past, with someone teaching.

The Martial Species Talent could be unleashed to its fullest, with activation speed being relatively quick.

A new martial technique could get activated in just three days.

Now, relying solely on self-study and practice.

In just two or three hours.

The activation speed of Thunder Instant Cloud Trace was already more than halfway complete.

Comparing the two, the speed was estimated to be two or three times apart, not to mention the different difficulty levels of martial techniques.

Saying four or five times wouldn’t be exaggerating.

But today would come to an end here.

Fang Qingyu was now filled with soreness, having first undergone a qi and blood transformation, then learned a Great Sun Level saber technique, and then tirelessly pursued body technique study.

Even workaholics couldn’t be as diligent as him.

The people in the training hall had changed wave after wave.

But Fang Qingyu had no acquaintances here.

He merely took a shower, placed the two books in their spots, and then drove to a club.

Received a full martial artist package.

Returning home.

The moment he stepped through the door.

Fang Qingyu sensed something was wrong…

There were people.

And two at that.

“Good evening, Mr. Fang.”

A languid female voice came from the shadows.

The leather sofa made a slight friction sound as two long legs wrapped in gradient black silk elegantly crossed; the dark red skirt slid down to the roots of her thighs with the movement.

The woman propped her cheek with one hand, reclining diagonally on the sofa back.

Her coiling long hair fell to reveal a dark golden tattoo on her neck.

At her feet lay a curled-up unconscious man.

He Manhe.

Fang Qingyu recognized her at a glance, looking the same as last time.

But who was the person at her feet?

Upon seeing Fang Qingyu’s gaze, He Manhe kicked the man like showing off, pointing to a table piled with gift boxes beside and said, “This is someone from Le You Commerce Association, coming to force Mr. Fang to join them. I killed him for Mr. Fang and even got benefits for Mr. Fang. How should Mr. Fang thank me?”

“Thank you?”

Fang Qingyu heard this and calmly walked over to sit opposite He Manhe.

“How do you want me to thank you?”

He Manhe heard this, chuckled softly.

She propped up her body, her waist swaying like a snake.

The moment her dark red skirt fell, she was already straddling Fang Qingyu’s lap, the scent of wisteria in her hair brushing against the young man’s throat.

The knee wrapped in black silk brushed subtly against the inner thigh.

Matte-stained fingertips brushed against Fang Qingyu’s chin.

“Mr. Fang, is this okay?”

“This… is very okay.”

Fang Qingyu gazed into the other’s eyes, his voice calm.

As he spoke, red-gold great sun and cold white solemn moon quietly occupied his pupils…

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