Chapter 41: Departing for the Capital

"Yes!"

Mentioning this, an excited look appeared on Qi Xueyan's face.

"I'm going to follow my aunt and the others to go see the excitement."

"Have Heize's remains been found?" Lin Chao asked the question he cared about.

Although there was a live stream online, the stream could have a delay, and a lot of information could be kept from being exposed.

Qi Xueyan should be an insider and know a lot of information.

In the Dahuang Mountain Range, what Lin Chao cared about most was Heize's remains and that spear.

If he was not mistaken, there was still a Gun Soul inside that spear.

It was a treasure.

Lin Chao thought about taking that spear back.

Of course, he could also choose not to.

"Not yet," Qi Xueyan said. "You care about this too?

I feel like it should be soon; it won't take long.

Once it's found, I'll let you know immediately."

"Thank you."

Lin Chao said thank you, watched Qi Xueyan's departing back, and turned to leave.

Ten minutes later, Lin Chao arrived at a courtyard.

This was the place he had agreed upon with Zhao Xiaoyi and Xiaorou.

In a moment, he would go with Zhao Xiaoyi back to Tianhai.

Entering the courtyard, Lin Chao saw a group of young people.

Their builds were all very sturdy; one look and it was clear they were not to be trifled with.

But at this moment, they were all dejected and in low spirits.

Many of them had black and blue marks on their bodies, looking as if they had been injured.

"Brother Lin Chao, you're here!" Seeing Lin Chao, Zhao Xiaoyi chattered on, "It's such a pity, our martial arts hall almost won first place!"

Now, she already considered herself a member of the martial arts hall.

Beside her, Xiaorou's expression was fine: "It's okay, we'll fight again in three years. I believe the title of Boxing King will definitely belong to our Sanji Martial Arts Hall!"

She said this, but the sturdy men beside her still lacked much fighting spirit.

At this time, Xiaorou raised her head, her gaze landing on Lin Chao, and her expression was slightly stunned: "Did you put on makeup?"

"Huh?" Lin Chao felt baffled.

"I don't know why, but I feel like you look much better than you did on the high-speed rail just now, and there's an inexplicable sense of familiarity," Xiaorou murmured.

She felt that these were all illusions.

"My Brother Lin Chao has always looked very good." Zhao Xiaoyi stared at Lin Chao again and again. "I don't feel like Brother Lin Chao is any different from just now."

"Maybe it's an illusion," Xiaorou smiled. "I guess it's because I lost, and my head was beaten into a daze."

Lin Chao thought of the Extreme Spirit Pearl at this moment.

If he remembered correctly, this Xiaorou came from the Sanji Martial Arts Hall.

Could it be that this Sanji Martial Arts Hall had a connection with the Sanji Sect?

"Sister Xiaorou, once I learn the Three Extremes Spirit Fist, I will avenge you." Zhao Xiaoyi waved her fist, her eyes full of excitement.

"Haha, in the future, I'll rely on you to help us snatch the position of North Fist King," Xiaorou smiled.

The Three Extremes Spirit Fist was merely a legendary fist technique of the Sanji Sect.

When they practiced it, it was completely different from what was recorded.

It could be said that it was basically a useless fist technique, not even as good as flailing around blindly.

"If the Three Extremes Spirit Fist were really as strong as the records say, this position of North Fist King would naturally be ours," a disciple of the Sanji Martial Arts Hall chuckled.

He naturally felt that the records in the ancient books were all exaggerations.

Things like shattering stones with one punch or breaking trees were all fake.

If such a fist technique existed, traditional martial arts would not have declined to this point.

No matter how high their martial arts were, they were still afraid of bullets.

One shot, and there was simply no way to block it.

"Alright, stop talking," Xiaorou spoke up. "Whatever the Three Extremes Spirit Fist is like, it is the lifeblood of our ancestors; we should not over-evaluate it.

Right now, what we need to do is improve our own strength and defeat the Bagua Martial Arts Hall!"

"Right!"

……

Dajing.

Lin Chao stood where he was.

In front of him, Mo Fengxue's expression became solemn.

"Young Master, please look. This is the Unique Skill of my Sanji Sect, the Three Extremes Spirit Fist.

It contains the Yin Pole, the Yang Pole, and the Spirit Pole.

With one punch, the three poles converge; if one reaches the highest level, it is enough to split mountains and cleave stones!"

Following this statement from Mo Fengxue, the aura on her body changed.

A substance called Spirit Origin erupted from Mo Fengxue.

Endless fist momentum gathered, concentrating into a single point.

Boom!

The rockery in front, under this punch, instantly disintegrated and shattered into pieces.

"Not bad," Lin Chao said, then closed his eyes and began to recall the fist technique Mo Fengxue had just used.

A few days later was the day to officially go to war with Cang Jun.

During this time, Lin Chao had been continuously improving his strength.

His method of improving his strength was very simple: use the Strange Treasures of other factions to corrupt him, and then learn the Unique Skills of those major factions.

At first, the Sect Masters of the Pijia Sect, Bagua Sect, and others refused.

In their view, each person could be corrupted by at most one Strange Treasure.

To be corrupted by a second Strange Treasure again would surely lead to death.

However, when they saw Lin Chao use the Jiangtian Xie Clan's Unique Skill, Dragon-Probing Hand, these Sect Masters fell silent, shocked beyond measure.

Lin Chao was actually truly able to be corrupted by a second Strange Treasure.

They were shocked, feeling as if their lives had been overturned.

Their reaction was the same as Zhang Daolin's; they felt that Lin Chao was a Saint reincarnated.

It was the Saint taking pity on the common people that allowed Lin Ping to descend into the world and destroy Cang Jun.

To deal with Cang Jun, they finally had a bit more confidence in their hearts.

Thus, these people one after another used their respective Strange Treasures to corrupt Lin Chao and taught their Unique Skills to Lin Chao one by one.

With the No-Refusal Dao Heart, Lin Chao did not care about this kind of corruption at all.

Moreover, his talent was very high.

He learned all of these strange arts.

Now, it was Mo Fengxue of the Sanji Sect who was teaching him the Three Extremes Spirit Fist.

"So that's how it is."

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Chao opened his eyes, a look of confidence appearing on his face.

"Three Extremes as one, overturning mountains and seas."

Lin Chao threw a punch, aiming toward the small pond in the courtyard.

The others looked over one after another.

They saw that the surface of the Water remained calm, without any reaction.

They revealed expressions of confusion.

But the next second, countless bubbles suddenly began to gurgle up in the pond.

Countless Water vapor overflowed, and everyone felt a wave of heat wash over them.

"With one punch, the Water boiled?"

Seeing this scene, Mo Fengxue was incredibly shocked and unable to comprehend it.

When she threw a punch, she could make the water in the small pond ripple, but she absolutely could not make the water boil.

This was already enough to be considered astonishingly Heavenly Human!

The others were the same.

The expressions with which they looked at Lin Chao were even more filled with awe.

As expected of a Saint reincarnated, only he could unleash such a powerful punch.

"Alright, I have now learned all of your Unique Skills.

Tomorrow, I will head to Kyoto."

Lin Chao's gaze was calm, and a faint smile was on his face.

The other Sect Masters had solemn expressions.

"Young Master, take care!"

A trace of admiration appeared on Mo Fengxue's face; she wanted to say something, but in the end, she did not speak.

Beside them, Huang Xianyuan had an excited expression and said passionately, "Young Master, tomorrow I will drive the carriage for you and see you out of the city."

Huang Xianyuan was the leader of the rebel army and could not go to Kyoto.

Seeing Lin Chao out of the city was already his limit.

Lin Chao glanced at Huang Xianyuan, a faint smile on his face: "Good."

He did not expect that the future Huang Gaozu would even lead his horse for him.

(End of this chapter)