Chapter 70: You Don't Understand My Innate Talent
Chapter 70: You Don’t Understand My Innate Talent (Please Continue Reading)
Martial Arts Era 2045, December 26th.
Tianhai No.2 High School, Elite Class.
With minutes left before martial arts class began, Qiu Jie idly activated the projector in the training hall, displaying the news broadcast.
“Approaching year-end, Disaster Beast invasions have grown increasingly frequent. The situation is severe.”
“Cang Province, Shu Province, Bei Jiang Province…”
“At 4:00 AM today, a massive Disaster Beast tide erupted in Bei Jiang Province, forming a colossal spatial rift that condensed into a Spatial Gate descending upon Blue Planet.”
“Countless Disaster Beasts launched attacks. Witnesses report a King-tier (9th-level) Disaster Beast—Banshan Yuan—joining the assault.”
“Bei Jiang Province suffered devastating impacts. The Northern War Base sustained critical damage. Fortunately, several Eighth-Domain martial artists joined forces, severely injuring the beasts and driving them back to the otherworld.”
“Experts predict this battle will last a month.”
“To date, over a thousand martial artists have sacrificed their lives, including one Seventh-Domain cultivator and eight Sixth-Domain warriors…”
Qiu Jie sighed as they watched the broadcast.
“This world isn’t safe. Bei Jiang Province is the worst—it suffers massive Disaster Beast tides every year, not just one or two incidents.”
“And it’s not alone. Other provinces face countless smaller invasions. Spatial Gates love targeting Bei Jiang most.”
Zhu Yuqi shook her head.
“We’re not much better off. Our Cang Province borders the sea—Disaster Beast tides never stop. The number of martial artists and soldiers who die annually is countless.”
“So many families lose their parents. My distant uncle fell two years ago.”
“Breaking News: A small Spatial Gate recently appeared in Spring City’s downtown, triggering a minor Disaster Beast tide.”
“With assistance from the local Martial Arts Pavilion, the Spatial Gate was sealed and the beasts swiftly suppressed. Losses were minimal.”
“However, citizens of Cang Province are urged to remain vigilant. If encountering a Spatial Gate, please call…”
Everyone silently memorized the number.
Lin Qi did the same. This was a martial artist’s world—a perilous one. He was still too weak. He needed greater strength.
Recent instability in Cang Province also worried him. He’d have to warn his parents to stay cautious.
Ding Ling Ling!!
The class bell rang. Qiu Jie shut off the projector as others awaited their instructor.
A burly figure strode into the hall, exuding an oppressive aura that forced students to part instinctively.
Li Zhou swaggered into the crowd.
Lin Qi felt a surge of intense pressure. He turned, locking eyes on Li Zhou.
Strange. Li Zhou’s aura feels stronger—like a beast.
Could it be…?
A sudden thought surfaced.
Others quickly noticed Li Zhou’s change too.
Yu Jing’s eyes widened. “Li Zhou… you broke through?!”
Li Zhou grinned smugly. “My Vital Energy Stat has lingered at 9.99 for a month. Isn’t breaking through natural?”
Gasps erupted.
“Holy crap, he really did it!”
“Li Zhou’s now a Second-Domain Sinew Cultivation martial artist. We all expected this eventually…”
“But who thought it’d happen so soon?”
“I’m still at 7.5 Vital Energy Stat. I might not reach Second Realm even by the National College Entrance Exam.”
“The gap between people is wider than between humans and dogs.”
Murmurs of awe and envy filled the room. Lin Qi and Jiang Tao exchanged glances, equally stunned.
Lin Qi sensed Li Zhou’s formidable power. His strength had soared. For now, surpassing him seemed difficult.
Nearby, Yu Jing smiled inwardly. My Vital Energy Stat reached 9.98 yesterday. I don’t need a month to breakthrough—just a little more, and I’ll surpass Li Zhou.
“Li Zhou,” Jiang Tao suddenly asked, “why did you stall at 9.99 for a whole month?”
Others nodded, puzzled.
How could someone stall at 9.99 for so long? Only 0.01 remained—shouldn’t it take days?
Silence!
A deep voice thundered from the doorway.
Zhang Cheng’s towering frame strode in, commanding the room.
“Let me explain,” he said, circling the group. “This isn’t in your textbooks, but it’s essential for when you all reach Second Realm.”
“The Nine Gates of Martial Arts—each realm a major threshold!”
“First Realm—Flesh Cultivation—focuses on tempering every muscle in the body.”
“Training Pillar Stance and Five Elements Boxing is most efficient for building bulk muscle.”
“But during cultivation, minor muscle groups are hard to reach.”
“That’s why many stall at 9.99—they must identify and train these neglected muscles. Everyone stalls here.”
“A month is normal. Some linger two months.”
Understanding dawned. Yu Jing smirked. I won’t need a month. Others shared his confidence.
Zhang Cheng shook his head. You all laugh now. Wait until you hit 9.99—then see who’s silent.
“Dismissed. Return to training.”
“Ask questions if needed.”
As the group dispersed, Li Zhou eagerly approached Zhang Cheng. Others returned to their Martial Arts Training Halls.
Lin Qi lingered, mulling Zhang Cheng’s words.
Moments later, alone with Zhang Cheng, he asked:
“You said Pillar Stance and Five Elements Boxing mainly train bulk muscles, neglecting finer ones.”
“But when I practice Crane Form and Snake Form, I feel different muscle tensions, especially in smaller groups.”
“Does training all Five Animal Forms simultaneously temper these tiny muscles, accelerating Vital Energy refinement without stalling at 9.99?”
Zhang Cheng blinked, impressed.
“You figured this out yourself?”
He paused, organizing his thoughts.
“You’re right. Each Animal Form targets distinct muscle groups. But combining Fist Techniques covers nearly every muscle.”
“Most cultivators hit 9.99 and train other techniques to speed progress.”
“But learning new forms takes time, delaying weapon training like spear techniques.”
“Hence, most stubbornly grind through the bottleneck without interrupting core cultivation.”
Lin Qi nodded. So even if I lose time, breaking through to Second Realm lets me absorb Primordial Energy, making up for it.
“Lin Qi, I know your innate talent is high. You’ll likely try the Five Animal Forms. But don’t neglect weapon training,” Zhang Cheng warned, patting Lin Qi’s shoulder.
“I’ll be fine,” Lin Qi replied.
Back in his 503 Martial Arts Training Hall, Lin Qi downed a Stamina Elixir.
Master Zhang fears my spear techniques will suffer if I train multiple forms.
But he doesn’t understand my innate talent.
Lin Qi knew his Fist Techniques surpassed his spear skills—perhaps even Li Zhou’s. Training Five Animal Forms simultaneously wouldn’t hinder his martial path.
Exhaling, he assumed a boxing stance.
…
(End of Chapter)
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