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What a waste of my wine, isn't it?
Forget it, let's wait a bit longer.
Zhou Tong decided not to embarrass herself any further. It was clear to anyone that Wu Qigang was somewhat displeased with Xiao Chen's interruption, and if she approached him now, it would only seem inconsiderate.
However, what kind of trick had Chen Anlin played to make Elder Wu treat him this way?
Before long, Wu Qigang and Chen Anlin moved to a corner.
Wu Qigang had already retracted his imposing demeanor as a second-tier expert and became exceedingly respectful. "Young Master Chen, you just mentioned that you truly know the whereabouts of my granddaughter?"
"Of course I do. It was just a few days ago. Your granddaughter, Wu Qianlian, is still alive."
Hiss!
Wu Qigang inhaled sharply, his voice trembling slightly. "Please tell me! As long as Young Master Xu tells me the truth, I will definitely reward you handsomely."
Chen Anlin chuckled lightly. "I don't lack money!"
As he spoke, his gaze shifted towards the observation platform behind him.
Wu Qigang immediately understood.
Having guarded this place for decades, he was well aware of some situations regarding the observation platform. There were many secrets of inheritance here; unfortunately, due to his advanced age, obtaining any inheritance would be useless as he could no longer cultivate.
Thus, he sometimes shared these inheritances with those he found agreeable.
Originally, he intended to share the best inheritance here with Xiao Chen, but now, compared to the whereabouts of his granddaughter, he had completely forgotten about Xiao Chen.
"Young Master Chen, if you tell me my granddaughter's whereabouts, I will inform you about the best inheritance here—this is no empty promise."
"Very well," Chen Anlin replied earnestly. "I swear by my martial heart that once I obtain the inheritance, I will personally make a trip to bring Miss Wu Qianlian to you."
This oath by martial heart made Wu Qigang feel somewhat reassured.
In an instant, the weariness that had clouded Wu Qigang's face seemed to lighten; he never expected that in his lifetime he would still be able to see his granddaughter.
However, he suddenly thought of Teacher Zhou Tong.
Originally, this martial inheritance was meant for Xiao Chen, but now...
After some contemplation, he decided to give Xiao Chen something ordinary instead; he recalled discovering a decent Xuan-level technique previously.
"Young Master Chen, please follow me."
He led Chen Anlin to a spot at the back of the observation platform and pointed at a sword mark above. "If you comprehend this position, you will find something different!"
Pausing for a moment and fearing that Chen Anlin might not grasp it fully, he added an explanation: "This sword mark was left by an unparalleled Sword God. I see you are also a swordsman; it suits you well. You can try channeling your sword intent here."
Chen Anlin was instantly filled with excitement; this was exactly what he had been looking for!
In the novel, Xiao Chen had comprehended sword intent right here and obtained the Sword God's legacy—the Nine-Nine Return to One Sword Technique.
Without hesitation, Chen Anlin sat cross-legged and began to meditate on it.
Boom!
A powerful sword intent radiated from him as it surged toward the sword mark.
In an instant, it felt as though his mind entered a void space.
On an endless sea under a vast sky filled with dark clouds whipped up by fierce winds, there was a sea swallow darting through like black lightning amidst the clouds and ocean.
Suddenly, a beam of sword light cleaved through the clouds above.
The seabird shot through the air like a bolt of black lightning, rushing toward the sword light.
Nine to one!
Suddenly, a powerful voice like thunder resonated from within the clouds.
Nine beams of sword light surged down, overwhelming the seabird.
With a shriek, the seabird was cleaved into pieces.
Seeing this scene, Chen Anlin's heart surged with excitement—Sword Intent! It was indeed nine distinct Sword Intents. That was why it could be described as nine to one. Currently, he had only cultivated one Sword Intent; if he possessed nine, it would be extraordinary.
With a thought, Chen Anlin's own Sword Intent flew out.
Within the clouds, a figure seemed to sense it and looked over.
"Ji, with such Sword Intent, your talent can rival mine. But if you think you can make me submit just like that, it won't be so easy."
The voice did not belong to a person but was instead a fragment of Sword Intent infused with intelligence.
Chen Anlin smiled. "Alright, then I will see just how powerful you are."
Outside, Xiao Chen's expression was grim because everyone could see that Wu Qigang had seemingly led Chen Anlin to comprehend something extraordinary.
Hadn't he wasted his money on wine? If nothing was accomplished, what did it mean for him to take his things?
Xiao Chen cursed inwardly, and his sour expression made Zhao Yao and Zhou Tong hesitant to approach him.
Fortunately, at that moment, Wu Qigang walked over to Xiao Chen.
"Old Wu."
Zhou Tong breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Old Wu hadn't forgotten about them.
Xiao Chen also perked up and hurried over. "Old Wu."
"Sorry for the wait," Wu Qigang said with an apologetic smile directed at Xiao Chen. "I won't forget the promise I made to you; I'm here to give you an opportunity."
"Thank you, Old Wu! Rest assured, I will never forget your great kindness!" Xiao Chen exclaimed excitedly.
"Right here," Wu Qigang pointed to a peculiar inscription on the comprehension platform. "If you grasp this place, you'll learn a martial technique called the Seven Injuries Fist Technique—this is an Xuan-level fist technique with incredible power!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen's excited smile suddenly froze.
Xuan-level?
This was called an opportunity? For ordinary martial artists, Xuan-level techniques were indeed remarkable treasures. But for those who could enter the Huqing Academy to cultivate martial arts, it was rather mediocre.
"Elder Wu, is there anything better? I've already cultivated Xuan-level fist techniques!" Xiao Chen mustered his courage to say.
Wu Qigang's expression turned somewhat awkward. "Then there isn't anything else."
"Where is Elder Wu, and what about that place, Chen Anlin?"
Xiao Chen argued resolutely. He had a unique understanding of things.
"What makes it so special? Elder Wu, can I go there?" Xiao Chen gritted his teeth. He knew this was somewhat impolite, but he had to fight for the opportunity.
"Alright, I've informed you that this is the situation. If you don't like it, you can seek understanding elsewhere, but not at Chen Anlin."
Elder Wu's expression darkened slightly; he thought to himself how this young man was so unaware of the rules. With that, he waved his hand and left.
"Teacher Zhou, what's going on? It's just a mere Xuan-level martial art; what's the use of it?"
Xiao Chen approached Zhou Tong and began to complain.
"Elder Wu has already done his best; just let it go," Zhou Tong said helplessly.
"Teacher, didn't you say Elder Wu was giving you face? I see it differently. If he can't help, then he can't help; why act all high and mighty?"
Xiao Chen muttered, unsure if he was speaking to Elder Wu or Zhou Tong with his last remark.
Zhou Tong was momentarily taken aback by his words and walked aside, trying not to disturb Xiao Chen's understanding process.
Soon, the entire venue fell silent as the students focused intently on their comprehension platforms.
Some quickly grasped a set of sword techniques and suddenly opened their eyes, a surge of sword energy emanating from them.
Others experienced breakthroughs in their realms, causing gasps of admiration from those around them.
Even more astonishingly, some managed to acquire Earth-level techniques, prompting waves of astonished exclamations from the crowd.
Xiao Chen initially wanted to seek understanding in another place and even secretly inquired with the Extraterrestrial Fairy about the situation. Unfortunately, she told him that there were too many experts present and it wasn't suitable for her to appear.
With no other choice, Xiao Chen could only obediently focus on the Seven Injuries Fist technique. However, after being provoked earlier, he found it hard to calm his mind and frequently glanced towards Chen Anlin's direction.
After waiting for quite a while and seeing that Chen Anlin made no progress, Xiao Chen felt a hint of secret delight in his heart.
"I told you so; how could a spoiled rich kid possibly be better than me?"
"Just wait; soon Elder Wu will regret his decision!"
"Xiao Chen, time has passed quite a bit; you should focus on your understanding. Although the Seven Injuries Fist is merely Xuan-level, it's still considered high-quality among Xuan-level techniques," the Extraterrestrial Fairy reminded him softly.
"Yes, I understand, Master."
Xiao Chen nodded dismissively, thinking to himself that with his talent, comprehending such techniques would be a piece of cake for him.
Time flew by, and before long it was already afternoon. The students around him had all made significant progress in their understanding.
Seeing most of them with joyful expressions clearly indicated that they had gained considerable benefits.
"I heard Xiao Chen is comprehending the high-quality Seven Injuries Fist technique."
"Earlier I saw him walking closely with Elder Wu; I thought he would receive some special treatment—who knew it would just be this?"
"I saw Brother Zhao manage to comprehend an Earth-level technique all by himself!"
"Exactly! I thought Xiao Chen was impressive; turns out it's nothing special!"
"Have you all said enough? Xiao Chen has already made it to the top ten, do you know that?" Zhao Yao couldn't help but shout when she heard someone slandering Xiao Chen.
"Oh dear, someone is worried about her lover. Let's go, let's go," a group of people laughed as they walked away.
"Stop!" Suddenly, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, a slight smirk playing on his lips. He hadn't expected the Seven Injuries Fist to have such a hidden strike.
"What a surprise this is," he thought as he stood up and walked towards the person who had just spoken.
An overwhelming pressure emanated from Xiao Chen, causing the person to instinctively take a step back.
"Xiao Chen, what do you want?"
"You actually bullied Zhao Yao; apologize to me right now!"
Xiao Chen clenched his fist, feeling a surge of confidence from the violent energy coursing through him. He felt as if he could crush this person's head with a single punch.
Zhao Yao felt warmth in her heart at Xiao Chen's defense of her; all the grievances she had suffered recently seemed to vanish in an instant.
The slightly plump man, feeling humiliated by Xiao Chen's reprimand, huffed in response, "Xiao Chen, what are you so arrogant about? Haven't you been defeated by Chen Shao before?"
"Zhang Qing, that time was because Chen Anlin ambushed me. Do you understand? Enough with the nonsense; I challenge you. I only need one punch to defeat you."
The people around them were momentarily stunned.
"Only one punch?"
Although Zhang Qing wasn't highly ranked here, he certainly wasn't someone who could be taken down with just one punch.
Zhang Qing was also concerned about his pride and immediately grew furious. "Fine! Let's see how you plan to defeat me!"
Xiao Chen's lips curled into a smile; this guy had indeed fallen for the bait.
Boom!
In an instant, Xiao Chen threw a punch. Zhang Qing's expression changed dramatically. "You didn't even say start!"
Then, without any surprise, Zhang Qing was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground with a painful wail.
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