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Chapter 184: Becoming Mu Hong's Disciple
Chapter 184: Becoming Mu Hong’s Disciple
The door swung open, revealing a spacious office bathed in a refreshing breeze carrying a faint, pleasant fragrance.
The room’s centerpiece was a massive aquarium teeming with exotic fish species Lin Qi couldn’t identify. On the white sofa sat Dean Liu, his large earlobes prominent, beside a man whose back was turned. This figure stood with a posture as straight as a pine tree—broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted, and powerfully built.
When he turned, an overwhelming aura erupted from him like a blade unsheathed. His high-bridged nose and chiseled features gave him a commanding presence, his short hair and thick beard emphasizing his ruggedness. His eyes pierced forward like spear tips, sharp enough to see through steel.
A suffocating pressure surged toward Lin Qi, forcing him to retaliate with his own rising energy. His aura transformed into a golden vajra tiger, roaring defiantly into the air.
The next moment, the pressure vanished as though it had never existed.
A super expert! Lin Qi instantly realized.
“Lin Qi, let me introduce—” Dean Liu gestured. “This is Mu Hong, our Azure Firmament Six Colleges’ spear techniques master. He’ll oversee your training.”
“Hello, Master Mu!” Lin Qi bowed respectfully.
Mu Hong studied him, nodding approvingly. From Lin Qi’s upright posture to his clear, bright eyes, he saw echoes of his younger self.
“From today, I am your teacher,” Mu Hong said. “Don’t let expectations go unmet.” His voice was thunderous.
Lin Qi smiled. “I won’t disappoint you.”
Dean Liu chuckled. “You two seem to hit it off. Mu Hong only takes students who are geniuses—strongest in the Six Colleges, Seventh Realm Peak stage. He’s almost never wrong.” He turned to leave. “Chat privately if you need.”
Mu Hong rose. “Come to my office.”
As Lin Qi followed, Dean Liu watched them go, murmuring:
“Mu Hong, this is your chance. Lin Qi’s future is limitless—he might even help you reach new heights. The strongest spear master and my genius student… sparks will fly.”
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Another office, equally large but sparser, featured only chairs and a 500-square-meter training hall.
Mu Hong began: “Every year, new students are assigned martial artists of at least Fifth Realm as mentors—spear specialists for spears, swordsmen for swords…”
“A thousand students per college require fifty mentors if each trains twenty. But they also teach sophomores and juniors.”
“Too many students mean compromised quality. Stronger mentors take fewer students.”
Lin Qi nodded. He knew Wang Qiufeng and others followed personal mentors—only two or three per year. Jiang Tao’s mentor, a Seventh Realm martial artist, taught three juniors but over twenty seniors combined.
“I take the fewest,” Mu Hong said. “Including you, only four.”
Lin Qi blinked. Only four?
“I pursue martial arts through battle. I have little time to teach, so fewer students, higher quality.”
Lin Qi agreed. He needed occasional guidance, not constant supervision.
“Begin!” Mu Hong tossed him a white training spear. “Show me your Split Mountain Spear Techniques—no holding back. I need to assess you.”
Lin Qi grasped the 2.8-meter spear—comparable to his Thunderhorn. Without preamble, he struck.
“Hu! Hu!”
The spear sliced the air, creating a storm of silhouettes.
Split Mountain Spear Techniques’ fifteen forms raged forth—Windshatter Thrust, Whirling Shadow Parry, Raging Tides Surge—each blow earth-splitting. Vital Force surged through his muscles, vibrating the spear shaft as it concentrated into piercing strikes.
“Hiss—!”
The air tore. Mu Hong’s eyes gleamed.
When Lin Qi finished, Mu Hong nodded, impressed. Liu wasn’t lying. This boy surpasses my four disciples.
He grabbed another spear. “Your skill exceeds my expectations. You’re nearly Second Stage Middle Realm. You’ll breakthrough soon.”
Lin Qi’s status panel confirmed: Spear Techniques: Second Stage 57%.
“Watch closely,” Mu Hong said.
He moved—a whirlwind of power. Each strike collapsed imaginary mountains, Vital Force roaring like tidal waves.
Lin Qi’s Mind’s Eye activated, scanning every motion. True ferocity—mountains crumbling, peaks shattering!
Mu Hong paused. “Second Stage advances focus on Vital Force control. Mastering muscle groups—hundreds of major and minor muscles—lets you channel all force at once.”
“Like ropes binding strength, even simple moves gain multiple times the power. Once major muscles synchronize, you’ll reach Third Stage.”
Lin Qi gripped his spear, mind racing. Mu Hong’s demonstration surpassed training videos.
“You’ll breakthrough in days with my guidance,” Mu Hong said, returning the spear.
“Hu! Hu!”
Lin Qi immediately restarted, movements sharper. Vital Force flowed faster, muscles clearer under his senses.
“Hiss!”
“Hu!”
The spear pierced air like an arrow.
[You’ve gained new insight into Split Mountain Spear Techniques!]
[Spear Techniques: Second Stage 57% → 60%]
Lin Qi grinned. “Thank you, Master!”
Mu Hong stared, stunned. He breakthrough already? Just from my words?
His talent… beyond my imagination.
“Kaka!”
The door burst open. A tall, scholarly man entered, aura formidable. Behind him, a woman over 1.8 meters tall strode in—toned yet graceful, her long hair flowing.
“Is this our junior brother?” she asked, eyeing Lin Qi curiously.
Mu Hong smiled. “Lin Qi, meet your senior brother, Li Qing—Sixth College sophomore, top 3 in his year, top 15 among sophomores.”
"This is your senior martial sister, Wang Zhi Xuan—junior, Sixth College, ranked #2, top 15 among juniors."
Lin Qi sized them up. Top 20 in their years—elites, next only to S-Rank Geniuses.
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(End of Chapter)
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