Chapter 299: Martial Will
Chapter 299: Martial Will
In the hall, Xie Xinsu's eyes were filled with tears.
The Foundation Establishment Spirit Material had been thrown into the trash, and she felt incredibly distressed.
She hated herself for being just a cat, powerless to do anything.
She also hated the cold and indifferent man, a clueless local who didn't recognize a treasure when he saw one.
He must have trained his martial arts to the point of stupidity.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Xie Xinsu looked towards the door, feeling utterly helpless.
With the Foundation Establishment Spirit Material gone, the spiritual energy in the room had become much weaker and more subtle.
However, with Xie Xinsu's past experience and knowledge, she still sensed the presence of the magical treasure she had perceived before.
Qi Yuan walked out of the house and opened the door, gazing at the young man outside. He yawned, "Who are you looking for?"
"Can I come in and sit for a while?" The man outside was, of course, Luo Ping.
This time, he had come alone.
His men were all left at Yang Shan's house.
"Sure," Qi Yuan looked at the unfamiliar man and replied casually.
His response also surprised Luo Ping slightly.
If it were him, encountering a stranger who wanted to come in and sit down, he would definitely ask for the purpose of the visit.
But thinking that the other party might have a mental health issue, everything seemed reasonable and normal again.
Luo Ping entered the hall, his gaze sweeping across the entire room before sitting down.
He introduced himself, "My name is Luo Ping. Two months ago, I was just an ordinary civil servant.
You know, I've never had a mother-in-law, so I went to see a high official, yes, a very high official.
Then, the wife of that high official became my mother-in-law.
Life... is full of twists and turns, giving hope and making one feel inflated, but... I've always lived a cautious life, fearing that everything would come to nothing."
When at his father-in-law's house, Luo Ping always appeared full of confidence, as if everything was under his control.
But only he knew the feeling of dancing on the edge of a knife, nervous and tormented.
After all, in his previous life, although he didn't have great wealth or status, he lived a peaceful and worry-free life.
But in this life, he was called the Ice-Walking Brother.
"And then?" Qi Yuan glanced at Luo Ping.
Not far away, Xie Xinsu looked at Luo Ping with eyes that seemed to say, "You're so full of it."
"You and I... are somewhat similar, or perhaps, we're half-similar.
Qi Yuan... are you not curious that the you from a year later died... and then returned to the present?"
Luo Ping found the feeling of controlling everything once again.
Qi Yuan's cat neck tightened.
Return... to the present? Wait... is this person also a Re-starter?
Is the owner of the clueless local who didn't recognize a treasure also a Re-starter?
If he is, why did he throw away the Foundation Establishment Spirit Material as trash?
"I come from the future, and people usually call us Re-starters.
And you... are also considered one of us.
But you didn't live to see what happened in this world ten years later, you only lived to a year later before you died.
Therefore, you don't know what happened in this world ten years later.
It's a pity, and it also means that you're not a qualified Re-starter." Luo Ping spoke calmly.
He looked at Qi Yuan and saw his own reflection; in a way, he was a little envious of Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan glanced at Luo Ping, "So, you're a Re-starter?"
At this moment, Xie Xinsu also seemed to understand something.
Qi Yuan was also a Re-starter.
Unfortunately, he died a year later.
No wonder he chose to live a cautious life.
As expected, Qi Yuan was even more miserable than her.
"Do you want to... work for me?" Qi Yuan smiled and shook his head, "Work for someone else? This life, I'll never work for anyone. I live such a leisurely life, playing games every day, occasionally enjoying myself, it's so refreshing!"
Qi Yuan's refusal was straightforward.
How could he possibly work for someone else?
Just a Re-starter?
No matter how impressive the title, isn't it just an NPC in the game?
The purpose of NPCs is to make the player happy.
Hearing Qi Yuan's response, Luo Ping's heart was filled with unknown feelings of regret or satisfaction.
"Your life is indeed enviable." Luo Ping nodded, "Since that's the case, I won't bother you anymore, and other Re-starters won't bother you either."
After chatting with Qi Yuan in the house for a while, Luo Ping's mood was quite sentimental.
His current life was indeed exciting, but Qi Yuan's life also made him envious.
However, after becoming a Re-starter, even if he wanted to live a leisurely life... he couldn't.
If he didn't become stronger, he might be crushed.
Qi Yuan didn't feel this pressure, and in a way, it was a stroke of luck.
Before leaving, Luo Ping looked at Qi Yuan with a smile in his eyes, "I wish you the best in winning the Martial Arts Tournament!"
Luo Ping left without a second thought, as if bidding farewell to his past self.
After Luo Ping's departure, Qi Yuan sat on the sofa, stroking a cat leisurely, "It's better to pretend to be mentally ill... much happier this way."
Xie Xinsu rolled her eyes upon hearing this.
She really wanted to tell Qi Yuan, "You're not pretending, you genuinely have a mental illness."
The following days proceeded as usual.
Robot Zero-One forced Xie Xinsu to film videos daily, leaving her with no motivation to cultivate.
Because of this, Xie Xinsu constantly thought about turning the tables and becoming the master.
Unfortunately, she was too weak, bullied relentlessly by Robot Zero-One, with no capacity for resistance.
As for the treasure, she had no clues whatsoever.
She had never even entered Qi Yuan's room, let alone search for the treasure.
Her cat life was dim, and only through cultivation could she hope to break free from this painful existence.
Xie Xinsu had made up her mind that once she achieved success in cultivation, she would definitely turn the tables on Robot Zero-One.
Meanwhile, Qi Yuan's martial arts prowess continued to rise.
He had astonishingly reached the twelfth layer of the Bright Martial Resonance Fist.
At the twelfth layer, the progress of martial arts cultivation noticeably slowed down.
Qi Yuan knew that this was approaching Yang Shan's so-called martial limit.
Continuing to cultivate the Bright Martial Resonance Fist without any practical application seemed pointless.
At this moment, in the residential area, Yang Shan observed Qi Yuan, whose aura was becoming increasingly powerful, and couldn't help but exclaim.
"You're absolutely the most talented martial artist I've ever seen.
In just a few months, you've reached the height I've achieved in over a decade!
The martial limit, this is the martial limit."
He remembered when he first met Qi Yuan; he was only a beginner in martial arts and not even a martial artist.
Yet, in just a few months, he had reached the martial limit, standing on equal footing with him.
Qi Yuan shrugged, "It's not a big deal. It's just that your journey from martial artist to the martial limit... is too short."
Qi Yuan was telling the truth.
The journey from martial artist to the martial limit was indeed too short for him.
Before he could even cultivate a few times, the path of a martial artist would be exhausted.
"Too short?" Yang Shan shook his head helplessly, "Generally speaking, for someone with average talent, it might take thirty years to reach the martial limit.
And after thirty years, how can they maintain their cultivation with insufficient energy?"
Yang Shan was speaking the truth.
People like him, who reached the martial limit before the age of forty, were a minority and rare.
If one has average talent, with diligent practice, there's still a chance to reach the martial limit.
But by then, they'd probably be in their sixties.
As the saying goes, the prime of life is crucial for martial arts, but what use is a martial artist in their sixties?"
"So, you..." Yang Shan's expression was uncertain, "Perhaps you really have a chance to break through the martial artist limit!"
Since the establishment of the Qin Yuan Kingdom, the youngest martial artist to reach the limit was thirty years old.
Qi Yuan's youth was indeed remarkable.
Of course, there was only a chance to break through the martial artist limit, just a possibility.
The one from before, also hailed as the most promising to break through the martial artist limit, but in the end... he failed.
In recent years, even a billionaire spent a fortune researching the martial artist limit.
In the end, the research concluded that the human body was insufficient to break through the martial artist limit.
This implied that breaking through the martial artist limit didn't exist.
"If you keep at it for a year or two, you might really have a chance to win the Martial Arts Tournament.
The city's competition is a breeze; first place is easy.
In Tianyue City, there are only a few at the martial limit, and they're too old to participate in such competitions." Yang Shan kindly reminded him.
"I'm not worried about the Martial Arts Tournament. I came to you for free advice. Regarding breaking through the martial artist limit, what are your thoughts?" Qi Yuan asked.
Regarding breaking through the martial artist limit, he had his own ideas but also wanted to combine others' perspectives.
As the saying goes, three cobblers can outsmart a Zhuge Liang.
Dazhi Zhenjun provided him with many good ideas.
On the path of martial arts, Yang Shan's help was significant.
"The martial limit..." When this was mentioned, Yang Shan fell silent, and after a long time, he spoke, "In the martial world, there's a saying that to break through the martial artist limit, one must forge a martial will.
With a powerful martial will, the body is driven to advance.
A martial artist's advancement lies in enhancing the body.
However, relying solely on martial arts, the body's improvement is limited, so it's reversed, using martial will to enhance the body.
Therefore, we old folks, upon reaching the martial limit, have been continuously forging our martial will."
The Martial Will is an enigmatic concept, a profound study of the martial path.
Be warned, I will infuse my Martial Will into my gaze, and you shall witness its power.
Such a gaze can terrify the faint-hearted, causing their spirits to tremble and their minds to falter!
Mentioning the Martial Will, Yang Shan regained his confidence in front of Qi Yuan.
Though Qi Yuan's natural talent was superior, Yang Shan's Martial Will was not to be underestimated.
As a soldier who had faced battle and taken lives, his Martial Will was forged through bloodshed, something a young and inexperienced Qi Yuan could not comprehend.
With a single glance, he could instill fear and shatter one's spirit.
Yang Shan's eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on Qi Yuan.
At that moment, his entire being seemed to concentrate, his energy focusing on his eyes.
The solar plexus, located between the eyebrows, appeared slightly swollen.
Yang Shan's eyes radiated a murderous aura, bright and piercing, as if emitting a blinding light.
His gaze was particularly intimidating.
Such an intense stare could easily disorient an opponent during a martial contest.
It was an effective tactic against young opponents like Qi Yuan.
"What are you staring at?" Qi Yuan suddenly asked, his curiosity piqued as he looked at Yang Shan.
Yang Shan was taken aback by Qi Yuan's response.
Qi Yuan's composure was unnerving; he seemed unaffected by Yang Shan's intense gaze.
Confused, Yang Shan asked, "Why are you staring?"
"What's so special about your gaze? It seems your Martial Will is not as firm as you think." Qi Yuan casually remarked.
Indeed, he had encountered numerous formidable figures, even witnessing the power of a Yang Deity.
Compared to them, Yang Shan's Martial Will was like child's play.
"However, you have given me some ideas."
Yang Shan's mention of Martial Will sparked inspiration within Qi Yuan.
Recently, he had been studying the Martial Way, delving into the mutated sea monster's bloodline.
He realized that breaking through the limits of martial arts required more than just enhancing one's bloodline.
The bloodline was not the sole aspect of martial prowess.
When Yang Shan spoke of Martial Will, Qi Yuan's thoughts turned to his gifted martial techniques.
The Exploding Sparrow Fist, a powerful move, came to mind.
To surpass the limits of martial arts, one must not only improve their bloodline but also enhance their gifted martial techniques.
The advancement of these techniques... is it related to willpower?
"How can your Martial Will withstand mine?" Yang Shan paid no heed to Qi Yuan's words. At that moment, he was immersed in Qi Yuan's indifference to his powerful Martial Will.
"Why would I need to withstand it?" Qi Yuan smiled and replied, "It's quite simple, just kill more people. Kill hundreds of thousands, or even millions..."
Qi Yuan had realized that Yang Shan's so-called Martial Will was merely a manifestation of killing intent.
Killing intent was something Qi Yuan had in abundance.
In the game, his excessive killing had resulted in a unique phenomenon. While others emitted a white light, he radiated a crimson glow during his cultivation of the Radiant Sword Technique in the Palace of Radiance.
"So, in the end, you just haven't killed enough." Qi Yuan smiled, patting Yang Shan on the shoulder, assuming the role of a seasoned veteran.
Yang Shan was stunned but remained defiant, "What are you boasting about? If you're not willing to tell, then forget it!
Killing... I've killed more than enough!"
"Do you know about the Guiran people who are trending online?" Qi Yuan asked.
"I've killed more than ten, even a priest!" Yang Shan boasted, his head held high with pride.
This was his greatest achievement, something he relished boasting about.
Now that they were familiar, he felt comfortable flaunting his accomplishments.
In the Arcstar region, the Yulang Kingdom and Wugu Kingdom were at war, with the latter gaining the upper hand.
The Qin Yuan Kingdom's online reputation had been tarnished, as its players had not insulted the Wugu Kingdom or the Ancient Witch Kingdom.
The internet was in an uproar, with people eager to punish the Guiran people.
If Yang Shan exposed his killing of the Guiran people online, it wouldn't take long for him to become an internet sensation.
"Less than a hundred... that's a bit too few." Qi Yuan replied honestly.
"You've spent too much time online, haven't you? Less than a hundred is too little?"
"Killing a hundred enemies, do you know what that means? In ancient times, a soldier who killed a hundred foes would easily be granted a title!" Yang Shan felt Qi Yuan had spent too much time watching videos.
How could someone who had never killed a single person claim that he had killed too few?
The notorious serial killer cases that shocked the nation only involved a dozen or so victims.
Yang Shan had killed too few?
"It's your lack of experience. You've never witnessed the extent of my killing!" Qi Yuan was about to boast about his own killings.
But remembering that murder was illegal, he changed his statement.
"I know someone who has killed more than ten thousand."
"Haha... So you have a friend, huh? Why not you?" Yang Shan burst into laughter, not taking Qi Yuan seriously.
He believed Qi Yuan was just playing with him.
"You, who haven't killed a single Guiran person, are not worthy of talking to me!" Yang Shan joined in on the banter.
(End of Chapter)
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