Chapter 71: I'm teaching you a lesson, and you're using me as a whetstone?

3:00 AM.

"Bastard!!!"

"Could it be that the other party came specifically for our Chu Family Qi Blood Factory?"

"Inside the Qi Blood Factory, there are only temporarily stored Qi Blood Potions. If it were just for these, it wouldn't be worth the other party coming to our Chu Family to wage a great battle!"

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Above Qingshan.

Chu Cang, Chu Lan, and Chu Feiyuan, among others, looked with extreme rage at the Qi Blood Factory that had been looted clean.

Beside them, Chu Xuansheng stood with a gloomy expression.

That thief not only knocked him unconscious but also stripped him completely naked.

If it weren't for his Father, Chu Lan, and the others arriving, he would still be lying on the ground naked like that.

This was more unbearable than killing him.

Insult!

Pure insult.

"Xuansheng, you go back." At this moment, Chu Lan looked at Chu Xuansheng:

"We still have matters to discuss."

Chu Xuansheng gritted his teeth and then left.

After Chu Xuansheng left, the voices of Chu Lan and the others lowered.

"The Qi Blood Factory has been discovered, so how should it be handled? That person must have found out."

Chu Feiyuan spoke, and Chu Lan and the others looked in unison toward a warehouse at the very back with its door tightly shut.

From within, a low roar came, and an invisible wave of Malice flowed out.

Everyone narrowed their eyes.

Not far from where Chu Feiyuan and the others were, at a corner of the wall, an object the size of a hair strand rotated slightly.

At the same time.

Not far from the Qi Blood Factory, atop a large Tree.

Luo Puxin's body was hidden within the dense canopy, sitting against the trunk.

In his hand, the screen on his mobile phone was changing, displaying exactly Chu Feiyuan and the others.

Luo Puxin narrowed his eyes, Cold Light overflowing.

…………

Chen Yan walked down from the Arena, and the remaining half of the Audience in the Observation Area left one after another.

Chen Yan had reached the eighteenth place in the Tianbei Fist Tournament; the Host had just raised the points to ten to trick someone ranked twentieth into coming down.

Chen Yan felt he could still fight, but if he wanted to continue improving his ranking, his strength in terms of SoulRefining would be somewhat insufficient.

Even if he opened all of his Yin Zhe, he could at most reach the top ten.

He could not open all of his Yin Zhe.

A rapid increase in Cultivation Realm was understandable, but if the SoulRefining attribute increased too quickly, that would be a major problem.

He was here to make money, not to lure enemies.

"Congratulations, Ice Master, you have gained forty-five points in one go tonight." A Woman wearing a White Skirt walked over, her voice carrying a hint of respect.

"Take me to the rest area."

The Woman nodded.

In the rest area, Chen Yan lay on the sofa, reflecting on today's battle.

Although the Sacred Fruit had not yet condensed, Chen Yan was not a fool; he could conceive of it himself.

Scenes of today's battle surfaced in his mind once more, focusing on the match against Wen Xin.

Why did the other party use their Array Patterns in that way, and why did they have such strength?

It carried power, could defend, and could also increase one's own speed.

Within the Po Saint Realm, streaks of Yellow light emerged.

The Zhen Character Fruit, which had previously stopped growing, actually began to grow again.

78!

79!

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At the same time, the White Skirt Woman who had just entered saw Chen Yan with his eyes closed; her Pupil flashed, and she walked back out.

Time passed slowly.

Outside the Tianbei Fist Tournament, in a hidden place.

"He's gone, Si Wenyi. He is going to engage in Cultivation Technique, how much longer are you going to wait?"

A Black-Clothed Man spoke in a low voice.

Beneath a Mask imprinted with a lotus flower, Si Wenyi frowned slightly and nodded:

"His progress is too fast. From now on, I will handle his logistics alone."

The man was slightly stunned and nodded.

"You still have to go to the Wen Xin Stele; you must ensure that nothing about him is leaked."

"You've gone too far!" The Black-Clothed Man frowned.

"Not too far. If you don't do it, you will become increasingly dangerous. Do you believe me?"

The man fell into Silence, stood up, and looked down at Si Wenyi:

"I know your thoughts, stop thinking about it; you have some background, but he has absolutely no interest in you."

Si Wenyi's body trembled, and she spoke in a cold voice:

"I don't have that intention, I know I am not worthy."

"Then why are you still..."

"Get out!"

Time passed slowly.

When the morning light arrived.

A man wearing a Flame Mask walked to the Office of the White Skirt Woman.

"Where is Bing Yi?"

"Ice Master is still resting." The White Skirt Woman immediately Stood Up; this was the Fire Executor, the person in charge of the Tianbei Fist Tournament here in Yunmeng City.

"Still resting?" The Fire Executor Frowned slightly, then waved his hand and said:

"Then I will look for him next time. If he goes to perform Observation and Imagination of the Fist Intent, tell me during the day."

The Fire Executor shook his head; the Fist Intent Stone was condensed by him.

This Bing Yi had actually bombarded his Fist Intent continuously last time, with a faint momentum of suppression.

Everyone's Fist Intent is different, and everyone believes in their own Fist Intent.

The Fire Executor was also unwilling to have someone, especially a greenhorn who had only just grasped Fist Momentum, look down on his own Fist Intent.

He is very strong, he is unconvinced.

"Fire Executor, you..." The White Skirt Woman was slightly surprised; the Fire Executor rarely took an interest in the geniuses of Yunmeng City.

"I added some ingredients to the Fist Intent Stone I gave him." The Fire Executor let out a Laughter:

"Don't tell him."

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By seven o'clock, Chen Yan finally woke from his memories.

For a battle that lasted less than an hour, he had actually spent several times that duration recalling it.

【Array: 82/100】

The Zhen Character Fruit had not yet matured.

So...

Strange?

Refreshing!

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

On Chen Yan's Chest, fourteen Force Patterns, fourteen Skin Patterns, fourteen Bone Patterns, and four Tendon Patterns appeared.

Others could not see them, but Chen Yan could use his Perception.

The moment these runes appeared, they actually began to deform and flow!

Like streams of ink-colored lines flowing toward every part of Chen Yan's body!

Like falling flowers dancing in chaos, or like Demon Qi running rampant.

Chen Yan Stood Up, and the Aura on his body became even more overbearing; as his muscles surged, there was a momentum of a fierce beast descending upon the world, unparalleled in its majesty!

"I understand now!"

Chen Yan's Pupil shone brightly, and a Smile appeared at the corner of his Mouth.

Wen Xin uses mental power to cast an Array, which can act upon others and link the momentum of Heaven and Earth.

This is the advantage of mental power.

Chen Yan uses his Flesh to outline Array Patterns and cannot achieve this.

But what Chen Yan did not understand was that the Array is the Method, and mental power is the foundation.

His foundation is his Flesh, his own Extreme Forging Grain Mark!

Outlining purely with the Flesh is a waste!

True Protective Pattern must link one's own Tendon, Bone, Skin, and Force!

Acting upon oneself, strengthening oneself!

This is the path of Horizontal Refinement!

Now, re-outline the Protective Pattern with the Extreme Forging Grain Mark!

Chen Yan's Protective Pattern was still Upper Grade Armor Class, but now it was more than three times stronger than before.

But it could be said that he was only one step away from reaching the Martial Grade!

Even a Horizontal Refinement Martial Artist in the Extreme Forging Realm with Seventy-Two Patterns would probably be unable to break his defense now.

Thinking this, Chen Yan opened the door.

To the side, the White Skirt Woman, hearing the sound of the door opening, walked out from the Office:

"Ice Master, may I ask if you want to exchange your points today?"

"Yes, exchange all forty-five points for First Grade Fist Intent." Chen Yan said with a Smile.

"The First Grade Fist Intent Stone seems to have had some problems today." The White Skirt Woman said while pondering.

The Fire Executor acts freely and does not need to care about rules, but she still had to consider Bing Yi's mood.

"Cannot perform Observation and Imagination anymore?" Chen Yan Frowned.

"You can, it's just..." The White Skirt Woman pondered and said: "There are some small problems."

"It's fine." Chen Yan said with a Smile.

Points, he could earn more; wasting a few was no problem.

Chen Yan only cares about time.

He has no time to waste; he must become stronger every single moment!

"Alright, I can keep time. You can stay inside for as long as you can, with forty-five minutes as the limit," the White Skirt Woman sighed lightly.

"Fine."

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Boom!

As soon as Chen Yan walked into the Fist Intent room, he was instantly blasted away by a wave of intent.

"Hm?" Chen Yan's Pupil narrowed; within the Po Saint Realm, the white light representing True Intent Energy was extremely majestic.

Although it could not be absorbed by the Po Saint Tree, it was far more surging than before.

Is this First-Rank Fist Intent?

Chen Yan was terrified in his heart.

He wanted to leave the room to ask if there had been a mistake.

This must be Second Grade, right?

Boom!

Another wave of intent came crashing down with a boom. Chen Yan threw a Fist, and immediately after, that wave of intent instantly obliterated Chen Yan's Fist Momentum.

Chen Yan was sent flying backward again.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

"Enough!" Chen Yan shouted in a low voice, throwing out a Fist.

At the same time, in Yunmeng City, inside a small street, a Mahjong Hall was noisy with voices.

An Elder with messy white hair pushed his hands forward and shouted:

"Mahjong!"

The other three Classmates at the table were sighing, laughing loudly, or trying to cheat.

Who could have imagined that this Elder playing mahjong with them was actually an Origin Realm Strong One who could trample the entire Yunmeng City under his Foot.

Horizontal Refinement path: Seventy-Two Patterns Extreme Forging Realm, Unity Realm, Origin Realm!

SoulRefining path: Five Viscera Realm, Hundred Meridians Realm, Golden Body Realm, Origin Realm!

The Origin Realm is the absolute Strong One!

Just at this moment, the White-Haired Elder suddenly paused and burst into loud Laughter.

"Lao Chi, what are you laughing at?" someone asked.

"Heh," Lao Chi said, Laughing, tears almost coming out:

"Thought of something very interesting."

"Your mom is giving birth?"

"No, my dad and your mom gave birth to..." Lao Chi cursed with a Smile, not caring at all.

His consciousness, however, perceived that a young man was being beaten and jumping around under his Fist Intent.

"Bullying a kid is just fun," Lao Chi sighed:

"Fun."

He stopped sensing and continued to play.

Another round ended, and Lao Chi was slightly Stunned; that kid was actually still persisting?

A bit interesting.

The Smile on Lao Chi's face slightly faded.

Forget it, I won't perceive it anymore.

Getting beaten is right; who told you to look down on my Fist Intent?

Continue to the next round.

But Lao Chi's expression changed slightly.

He broke the limit!

Hm?

"Red Dragon, it's your turn," someone next to him shouted.

"Oh, oh." Lao Chi started to play his tiles.

"Lao Chi, you can even play this tile?" the Elder beside him said happily.

Lao Chi's expression kept changing.

He broke the limit again.

Awesome!

Who told you to look down on my Fist Intent and refuse to admit defeat?

Speaking of which, nothing will go wrong, right?

He broke the limit again!

Lao Chi's Pupil narrowed.

He broke the limit again!

Holy Crap?

The fifth time breaking the limit!

Holy Crap!

Someone is going to lose their life!

Lao Chi Stood Up.

"What are you doing, Lao Chi?" an old man asked strangely.

"Hahaha, Pure One Color!" another person shouted, and Lao Chi's Gaze was drawn over.

The next moment, however, he trembled once more.

Breaking the limit again?

This is... how many times has it been, damn it?

Chi Xin accelerated, can you just admit defeat?

I still have to go eat Tofu Brain later.

Immediately after, Lao Chi rushed out.

A figure Appeared in front of the other party.

"Chi Lao."

This was an extremely exhausted man, his body was barely able to stand, and at this moment he revealed a very pale Laughter.

"Shen Yiwei?" Lao Chi Frown:

"I cannot manage your Master's affairs."

"I know you cannot manage it," Shen Yiwei said with a smile: "But do me a favor, it would be good to just go over there and say a few words."

A trace of impatience Floated in Lao Chi's eyes: "Do you want me to die?

Who dares to help your Master, he is like a madman, if he really succeeds, wouldn't Ten Thousand people die?"

Lao Chi cursed under his breath; Lu Xunyang is a complete and utter madman.

"And you, Shen Yiwei, don't think that just because you are lingering in Yunmeng City, they think you have calmed down; when are you going to kill someone?"

Shen Yiwei was Stun: "Chi Lao, don't talk nonsense, I don't kill people anymore."

"Heh!" Lao Chi let out a low Laughter: "That is the funniest joke I have ever heard, you cannot compare to Lu Xunyang, but you are also a madman!"

Shen Yiwei fell into Silence, and Chi Lao was in Preparation to return to the Tianbei Fist Tournament, but he was Stun.

That kid is finished, all his points are used up.

Holy Crap!

Half-Step Fist Intent?

I am lecturing you, and you are using me as a whetstone for your Knife?

Forget it, play mahjong, drink Tofu Brain later, and go see him next time.

"It's all your fault!" Lao Chi looked at Shen Yiwei with annoyance.

Shen Yiwei was speechless; what did he do now?

Watching Lao Chi leave, Shen Yiwei narrowed his eyes:

"Kill people?"

He shook his head.

"I don't kill people, I hack people."