Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 115 The Dragon's Secret Sword
The next morning, Gao Wu was still doing his morning prayers in his room when he heard someone banging on the door.

The old man thought something was wrong, but when he opened the door, he saw two reporters, one of whom was carrying a video camera. The old man's face turned dark.

For Gao Wu's sake, the old man didn't kick them out, but he also didn't let them in.

Gao Wu didn't really want to bother with them, but they were all locals, and they didn't really care about him; they were just using his online presence to make a living. There was no need to be demanding.

He chatted with two reporters at the gate for a few minutes and learned that they were actually self-media people who had come specifically to interview him.

After sending the two self-media representatives away, Gao Wu had just finished breakfast when he received a call from his coach.

Next came the lectures arranged by the school, followed by invitations from various other schools. Having received a million-yuan prize from the school, Gao Wu felt embarrassed to refuse.

There was no other way; after two weeks of lecturing, I finally managed to visit all the important middle schools in Dongjiang and several surrounding counties.

As time went by, the hype quickly subsided.

At first, Gao Wu enjoyed the adulation from all sides, but after a few days, he felt tired.

He breathed a huge sigh of relief when the hype died down and no one asked him to do any more events.

Becoming famous is great, but the various problems that come with fame are indeed very troublesome.

These are all tied together. Let alone a mere warrior, even a powerful Martial King, while enjoying the admiration of thousands, must also bear the responsibility of protecting the human race.

Now that he had some free time, Gao Wu, having been admitted to the Martial Arts Academy of Ankyo University ahead of schedule, no longer needed to take the academic exams. His academic performance was average, below average, and without any martial arts expertise, he was barely good enough to get into a junior college.

Of course, that was in the past.

As his mental strength increased to fifteen points, the most noticeable improvement was in his exceptionally strong memory. He could almost achieve a photographic memory.

If you read a book carefully twice, you can really memorize it all. His strong mental fortitude also makes him quick-witted. Formulas and theorems that were difficult to understand before are now easy to grasp.

If he really wanted to focus on his studies, with his current abilities, he could easily get into a top-tier university with some cramming. But why bother?

Gao Wu knew very well that he wasn't cut out to be a scientist.

Human beings have accumulated a century of experience in exploring martial arts.

Even if he possessed the Book of Immeasurable Merit, a mere warrior like him would be far too inexperienced in this regard; he shouldn't indulge in unrealistic fantasies.

It's not too late for him to consider his own martial arts path once he reaches the pinnacle of martial arts.

With nothing to do, Gao Wu moved in with Song Mingyue.

The main reason is to facilitate cultivation. Whether it's martial arts skills or honing his spiritual strength, he can't do without Song Mingyue, and vice versa.

With four months until the start of the new school year in September, he can use this time to hone his skills.

If conditions permit, perhaps I can join Xiao Song to destroy Wan Canglong and rid the people of this scourge!

Which one do you think is the most suitable choice?

Gao Wu opened the Hunter Guild website. His 50,000 points had already been credited to his account, and with his points, he could log in to the intranet.

The intranet contains various drugs and weapons, including biochemical modification surgeries, customized biochemical armor, and more.

Although he had done a lot of research beforehand, he was still overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information. He liked everything he saw and wanted everything.

Especially the bio-armor, this close-fitting armor looks cool and is the most direct manifestation of force. It is also the pinnacle of modern bio-engineering and materials technology.

As a man, who can resist a cool suit of armor?

Song Mingyue understands martial arts very well. She analyzed, "For martial artists, bio-armor is like an external organ. Martial artists need to constantly provide source power and spiritual energy to maintain the bio-armor's activity and good condition."

"Maintaining the bio-armor is also very troublesome. You don't fight every day, so you'll hardly use a set of bio-armor. Instead, it will affect your martial arts cultivation."

"It would be unwise to invest limited resources in bio-armor."

"Oh." Gao Wu was a little disappointed. Song Mingyue's words made a lot of sense, and he could only suppress his restless heart.

Song Mingyue opened the potion page and pointed to the various intermediate potions, saying, "I still recommend that you use potions to bring out your physical talents."

"Intermediate Flying Squirrel Potion, Intermediate Flying Dragon Potion, Intermediate Vajra Potion..."

Gao Wu checked the prices of these potions and found that they were basically 1,000 points each, which meant a market price of one million points per potion.

He muttered to himself, "So expensive!"

"Intermediate-grade potions are all priced like this. After all, the extraction technology is complex and monopolized by a few pharmaceutical groups, so generic versions of intermediate-grade potions are rare. Besides, now that they've all become samurai, very few people would risk their lives to save money..."

“That makes sense.” Gao Wu understood this quite well. It was easier for warriors to make money. Injecting drugs was dangerous enough, but injecting generic drugs would be underestimating themselves.

Although he wasn't afraid of generic drugs, he didn't have many good channels to buy them.

Besides, we should make good use of the 50,000 points.

"Let's try ten doses of intermediate-level flying squirrel potion first." Gao Wu's weakest point right now is agility, and injecting the potion will save him a lot of time.

The Azure Dragon Divine Qi Mantra improved his physique, and 20 points of physique were enough to withstand all the side effects, so there was no need to think about it.

After redeeming the potion with his points, Gao Wu quickly received a text message on his phone, instructing him to pick it up from the Dongjiang Hunter Association the next day.

Gao Wu greatly appreciated this efficiency.

The next morning, Gao Wu was about to go to the Hunter Association to pick up the goods, but he received an invitation from Tie Dalong.

Gao Wu had great respect for this teacher. He even made a special trip to visit him a few days ago.

The other party's sudden invitation must mean something's up...

At 10 a.m., Gao Wu arrived at Tielong Martial Arts School.

From afar, he could see a huge billboard, four meters square, standing at the entrance. It featured a large photo of him saluting in a bright red martial arts uniform, with the words "Qilin Cup Champion Gao Wu, Iron Dragon Martial Arts School Student" printed next to it.

Gao Wu couldn't help but smile, understanding why Tie Dalong had sought him out. He had no objection to it.

Before he became successful, Tie Dalong treated him very well. He was originally a student of Tielong Martial Arts School, so there was no problem with the advertisement. When Tie Dalong heard that Gao Wu had arrived, he and his sister Tie Ying personally went to the gate to greet him, and their attitude was very polite.

Gao Wu was a little embarrassed. Although he hadn't formally become Tie Dalong's apprentice, Tie Dalong was still his teacher.

"Teacher, you're too kind. I don't deserve it."

"Hey, you won the Qilin Cup, you're a hero of Dongjiang."

Tie Dalong took the initiative to shake hands with Gao Wu, and Tie Ying and others quickly took the opportunity to take pictures.

Gao Wu knew the other party was trying to advertise, but he still smiled quite broadly.

There were many new students at the martial arts school, who had come specifically for Gao Wu. Seeing that Gao Wu had actually appeared, many of the students were quite excited.

Some of the bolder students came over to ask for photos, and Gao Wu agreed to them all. Once the first group started, Gao Wu was quickly surrounded by a large group of students.

After a while, Gao Wu took photos with each student, and that was the end of it.

Once inside the tea room, Tie Dalong dismissed Tie Ying and then handed Gao Wu a bank card. "I told you before, you'd get a 500,000 yuan bonus for winning the Xuetao Cup. Here's a million yuan, a small token of my appreciation."

"Teacher, there's no need for that," Gao Wu declined, mainly because Tie Dalong had been arrested for several months, which greatly affected his business.

I had to bribe officials and find people to smooth things over, and I don't know how much money I spent.

Gao Wu said earnestly, "I am the teacher's student, so it is only natural for me to help advertise the martial arts school. I don't need to pay him."

Tie Dalong was slightly surprised. He could tell that Gao Wu was not just being polite and modest; he was seriously refusing.

This is quite different from Gao Wu's usual money-loving style!
However, since he wants to use Gao Wu's name for advertising, he has to pay this money.

As the champion of the Qilin Cup, Gao Wu is extremely famous in Beizhou. With Gao Wu's name on the team, no martial arts school in Dongjiang can compare to him.

Tie Dalong insisted on giving it to him, but Gao Wu firmly declined. He was rich now and didn't care about the million.

After some polite refusals, Tie Dalong stopped insisting.

He could tell that Gao Wu's entire demeanor and magnanimity had changed after winning the Qilin Cup; he truly didn't care about the million.

He knew Old Master Shang, and this favor could be applied to the old man as well.

After discussing business, Tie Dalong warmly invited Gao Wu to spar. He was also a little curious; this student, despite his mediocre talent, had somehow managed to condense source energy and become a warrior.

The two picked up wooden swords and began practicing, just like last year.

Once the fight started, Tie Dalong realized something was wrong. Gao Wu had already achieved a profound level of mastery with the Youlong Sword, his movements both graceful and agile yet exceptionally sharp. His footwork in advancing and retreating was even more exquisite than Tie Dalong's.

After more than a hundred moves, Tie Dalong's sword strikes became faster and faster, and he was already using almost eight-tenths of his strength. However, Gao Wu, the opponent, remained calm and composed, advancing and retreating with ease.

Tie Dalong unleashed a series of nine consecutive sword strikes, but Gao Wu still managed to block them all. He knew that continuing the fight would be pointless unless he unleashed his full source power, but what was the point?

He voluntarily withdrew and stepped back, then looked at Gao Wu's steady and long breathing, clearly indicating that he still had energy left.

With a complex expression, he sighed, "Your swordsmanship is already superior to mine; I have nothing more to teach you..."

Tie Dalong remembered very clearly that when they first met, Gao Wu was full of vigor, but he still had the naivety of a young man and had to be guided by Old Man Shang.

At that time, Gao Wu's swordsmanship and fist techniques were also immature, even rudimentary. In other words, he had very strong physical talent.

He never imagined that in just six months, Gao Wu would have grown to such a level. Putting aside his physical strength, Gao Wu's swordsmanship had already surpassed his own—it was truly astonishing!
Gao Wu was also very emotional. Just a few months ago, he had to look up to Tie Dalong, but now he could slightly surpass his teacher.

With Tie Dalong as a benchmark, his progress over the past few months was quantified very well.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and said sincerely, "It's all thanks to the teacher's excellent teaching."

“I dare not take credit for it.”

Tie Dalong smiled and waved his hand. He could tell that Gao Wuyoulong Sword Technique was exquisite, but its essence was different from that of his Tie family.

The same sword technique will always present different effects in different hands. Just like the same song, it will sound completely different when sung by different people.

For example, in traditional Peking Opera, the same repertoire is divided into different schools, and each school has its own unique pronunciation and singing style.

Those who truly understand the art can immediately tell which school of swordsmanship the other person belongs to. Gao Wu's swordsmanship, in its subtle variations, shows some obvious differences from the Tie family.

It can only be said that Gao Wu has sensed the source energy and has already gained his own understanding at the swordsmanship level. Such a person truly has a limitless future…

"Such a talented person has a bright future ahead of him, so we should invest in him as soon as possible!"

With a determined look in his mind, Tie Dalong said to Gao Wu, "Our Tie family still has a secret lineage of the Dragon Sword, but it has been lost by my generation."

"You are exceptionally talented; I hope this secret Dragon Sword technique can be carried forward and developed in your hands..."

Gao Wu was somewhat surprised; Tie Dalong also possessed a secret sword technique?

Although he was curious about this, he also knew that this was a secret technique passed down by others, and even a direct disciple probably wouldn't teach it.

"How could I learn the teacher's family secret technique?"

You absolutely must not refuse!

Before Gao Wu could say anything, Tie Dalong pulled him into a secret room on the top floor. He opened the heavy safe and took out a fist-sized silver crystal ball.

"This is a legacy passed down from a martial arts master to my father. He left a spiritual imprint on it using this otherworldly silver crystal. You should place the crystal between your eyebrows to activate your spiritual power..."

Gao Wu thought about it and accepted. His teacher meant well, and he didn't need to refuse. He just needed to keep what he learned to himself.

On the other hand, he was quite curious about the Dragon's Secret Sword. He wondered what kind of sword technique Tie Dalong had kept so well hidden.

Advanced martial arts training is concentrated in martial arts academies and alliances. While there are some martial arts schools in the private sector, they are far inferior in comparison…

Holding the crystal ball close to his brow, Gao Wu unleashed his spiritual power. The silver light on the crystal ball suddenly intensified, and an old man in black wielding two swords appeared in his spiritual world...

(End of this chapter)