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In a simple little house, a somewhat slender figure was sitting cross-legged, exuding a sense of tranquility.
Needless to say, this person was Ye Tian.
At this moment, he was breathing steadily, his body vibrating at a remarkably stable frequency, which was a manifestation of the circulation of his elemental energy. Since he began the circulation of elemental energy during the Warrior Threshold stage, entering the Warrior Definition stage made this practice feel effortless for him, far surpassing others at the same level in terms of smoothness.
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Ye Tian slowly opened his eyes.
"Am I at the second stage of a Warrior now?"
After defeating Xu Kun yesterday, he sensed something unusual within his body; it felt as if his muscles were continuously expanding and his skin was becoming increasingly taut, which was a sign of an impending breakthrough.
Therefore, after returning, he intensified his training. From last night until now, he had already completed three rounds of elemental energy circulation.
This training intensity, three times that of ordinary people, finally allowed him to reach the ranks of a second-stage Warrior after this session.
"There’s still more than a month until the Martial Arts Selection Tournament. If I can improve my strength by one more stage during this time, I should be able to contend with Xu Ao. If I can elevate it by two stages, defeating Xu Ao shouldn't be too difficult."
Thinking of this, Ye Tian recalled the scene from yesterday's battle with Xu Kun.
In the later stages when Xu Kun rigorously employed the Azure Hawk Palm, Ye Tian could only rely on Jujutsu to evade, having almost no opportunity to launch an attack. This situation was undoubtedly due to his limited mastery of martial arts...
"I can't continue like this; my knowledge of martial arts is simply too limited. It will probably be quite challenging to apply Nine Seals on Xu Ao using Bagua Seal Palm. I must take advantage of this month to master at least one more martial art."
Ye Tian had a personality that compelled him to act as soon as he thought of something, so after a brief moment of tidying up, he decisively set off on the road to the Hidden Martial Pavilion.
The Hidden Martial Pavilion was a crucial location for the Cold Family, opening only once every three months. Aside from these public openings, entering the pavilion was extremely difficult.
However, for a genius within the family, this was hardly a challenge.
With quick steps, Ye Tian ascended the Stone Steps and arrived in front of the guard. "Excuse me, could you please inform them that Ye Tian is here to see Uncle Leng?"
Upon hearing Ye Tian's name, the guard's expression changed to one of surprise. It seemed he did not expect that the seemingly frail youth before him, who appeared nothing special aside from being spirited, was actually the recently renowned Ye Tian.
"Of course, Young Master Ye, please wait a moment. I will notify them right away." The guard respectfully glanced at Ye Tian before turning to enter the back hall of the Hidden Martial Pavilion.
Moments later, the guard returned with a Bearded Man following closely behind him.
"Uncle Leng!" Upon seeing the Bearded Man, Ye Tian greeted him warmly.
This man was Cold Bo Stone. He was quite pleased to see Ye Tian and laughed heartily, "You little rascal, what took you so long? I've been looking forward to having a couple of drinks with you!"
At the mention of drinking, Ye Tian's previously cheerful expression suddenly stiffened.
If it were just a casual comparison with Leng Ping and the others, it might be manageable, but the drinking capacity of the person in front of Ye Tian was truly overwhelming...
"Uh... Uncle Leng, I'm here for something serious..." Ye Tian stammered quietly.
Cold Bo Stone chuckled and said, "You little rascal, are you trying to get me to ask Brother Bo Yuan to let Little Shuang move in with you?"
"What are you talking about, Uncle Leng? I really have something important to discuss with you..." Ye Tian felt helpless against Cold Bo Stone's unserious demeanor.
"Damn it, what serious matter could there be? Besides drinking and getting married, what else counts as serious?" Cold Bo Stone roared, starting to make a fuss.
Ye Tian was startled by his sudden loud voice and said, "Uncle Leng, please stop messing around. The Martial Arts Selection Tournament is just a month away, and I only know the Bagua Seal Palm right now. This won't be enough."
Upon hearing this, Cold Bo Stone finally became serious. His expression turned grave as he said, "Indeed, having just the Bagua Seal Palm makes victory quite difficult. Moreover, your Two Days Nine Seals incident has spread throughout Spirit Martial Town. By then, everyone will likely devise countermeasures against your Bagua Seal Palm. In such a competitive environment at the Martial Arts Selection Tournament, it will be even harder for you to stand out."
Ye Tian nodded repeatedly, waiting for Cold Bo Stone to continue.
"Speaking of which, I can help you, but..." A look of difficulty appeared in Cold Bo Stone's eyes.
"Uncle Leng, there's no need to feel troubled. If it's inconvenient for you, I can seek other solutions," Ye Tian thought to himself as he looked at Uncle Leng. "It should be quite inconvenient..."
"That's not it..." Cold Bo Stone paused for a moment, and his previously serious expression suddenly turned sly.
Ye Tian was taken aback by this change and then felt a sharp pain in his back.
"Smack!" Cold Bo Stone patted Ye Tian's back forcefully, then leaned in close to whisper in his ear, "If you don't drink with me, I won't let you in. Hahaha!"
Ye Tian felt helpless at the words and could only comply with Cold Bo Stone's "threat" as they headed toward the dining area.
Not far from the dining room, just a few hundred steps away, they could already hear the chopping sounds coming from inside after turning a corner.
"Damn, it smells so good!" Cold Bo Stone swallowed hard, his eyes filled with desire.
After glancing at Ye Tian a few times, he pointed toward the east side and said, "You wait for me in that private room. I’m going to get some food and drinks." With that, he tiptoed toward the kitchen.
"This..." Ye Tian looked at Cold Bo Stone's retreating figure and felt a headache coming on. "Isn't this his own house? Why is he acting like a thief? Is the food and drink he steals really that good?"
Shaking his head, Ye Tian decided not to waste any more brainpower on such trivial matters and headed toward the private room Cold Bo Stone had pointed out.
Just as he was about to arrive, Ye Tian suddenly sensed a very balanced fluctuation of elemental energy emanating from that private room. Ever since entering Warrior Definition, his perception abilities had greatly improved. Therefore, facing this level of elemental energy fluctuation, he could almost confirm that the person inside the room was at least above Eighth-Dan Warrior in strength.
Knock knock knock!
Ye Tian gently tapped on the door and waited for a response from inside.
"Uncle, can you please stop acting all mysterious?" A very familiar voice came from within, sounding quite exasperated.
Ye Tian was taken aback upon hearing this. Given the voice and the fact that he was mistaken for Uncle, this person should be...
At that moment, the door opened, and a person stepped out from inside. The two exchanged glances, both clearly taken aback for a moment.
"Brother Ye Tian?" The person inside was Cold Yang.
"Brother Cold Yang." Ye Tian cupped his hands in greeting.
"Come in quickly. I almost mistook you for Uncle," Cold Yang chuckled, extending his hand to invite Ye Tian into the room, and the two began to chat casually.
At this moment, the aroma of tea filled the air, and morning light streamed through the window, casting dappled patterns on the floor, creating a sense of tranquility.
The two spoke softly, exchanging idle chatter, but the atmosphere felt somewhat awkward as they both hoped for Cold Bo Stone's return.
"Haha, you two little rascals, I'm back!"
Suddenly, Cold Bo Stone's voice came from outside, followed by the sound of the door being kicked open. A figure appeared in their line of sight, carrying food boxes in both hands and hanging one on his arm.
"This..." Cold Yang and Ye Tian exchanged a glance, both looking helpless.
"Damn it, hurry up and help me out! Can't you see how hard I'm working?" Cold Bo Stone shouted, but neither of them moved. With no other choice, he placed the food boxes on the table himself.
One plate after another of side dishes was brought out. Each box contained three dishes and a jar of wine. In total, there were four food boxes, four jars of fine wine, and twelve dishes.
"Eat up! Once you're full, I'll take you to pick some martial arts," Cold Bo Stone said as he busily prepared everything, tearing into a chicken leg and speaking with his mouth full.
"I won't eat anymore; just watching you eat is enough for me." Cold Yang shook his head helplessly, as he was already used to this situation.
"I won't eat either, Uncle Leng. Have you... not eaten for a few days?" Ye Tian asked cautiously, because during Cold Yang's speech, Cold Bo Stone had already devoured an entire roasted chicken clean.
"Damn it, I've been eating with my second brother Third Brother these past few days. They always criticize my table manners, so they've been controlling my eating. I'm really starving!" As he spoke, another plate of Four Happiness Meatballs was dumped directly into the Blood-Red Maw.
"By the way! Brother Ye Tian, I heard from Leng Ping that you took care of Xu Kun yesterday?" Cold Yang casually brought up the matter.
Ye Tian replied, "Yes, that's right. I guess both Xu Wang families see me as a thorn in their side now."
"Then you need to be careful. If nothing unexpected happens at the Martial Arts Selection Tournament, you should encounter Xu Ao." Cold Yang reminded him, as he believed that in this Martial Arts Selection Tournament, the most likely candidates to reach the final showdown were Xu Ao and Ye Tian.
"To be honest, I'm actually afraid I won't get to meet him." A glimmer flickered in Ye Tian's eyes.
"Uncle, stop eating and drinking! It's said that Xu Ao has already mastered the Azure Hawk Palm to the second layer, Eagle Strike in the Sky. That kind of power is equivalent to Yellow Rank Five Martial Arts!" Although Cold Yang had faith in Ye Tian, the gap between a Fourth-Stage Warrior and a Second-Stage Warrior was significant. Coupled with the difference in martial arts skills, he couldn't help but feel worried for Ye Tian.
"Why are you so anxious? No matter how worried you are, you still need to fill your stomach," Cold Bo Stone shot a glare at Cold Yang but then pulled out a book from his pocket and tossed it to Ye Tian.
"Here, take this. If you want to thank me, just treat me to this meal," Cold Bo Stone said while continuing to eat.
"Eight, Trigrams, Mysterious, Origin, Shield..." Ye Tian slowly read the five words on the cover.
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