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Chapter 316 Breakthrough, Martial Arts Grandmaster of the Myriad Manifestations Realm!! (Please vote with monthly tickets!~)

Soothing string music played in the restaurant.

The crystal chandelier casts a warm yellow glow, which falls on the exquisite silver tableware.

After Yan Lin finished speaking...

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Fang Qingyu's eyes flickered.

He understood what Yan Lin meant.

An opponent who can silently take control of all members of the Bauhinia Society.

Its terror far surpasses that of a divine will in direct combat.

Unknown methods, bizarre rituals, and insidious spiritual erosion.
If you can't find its root cause and its Achilles' heel, no matter how strong you are, it won't work.

They may also become puppets without anyone noticing.

Or perhaps they were completely wiped out by some inconceivable curse.

This is not alarmist.

Rather, it was the bloody lesson of the complete annihilation of the Bauhinia Society.

Silence filled the three of them.

Only the distant hustle and bustle of the city outside the window serves as background noise.

Fang Qingyu's gaze also fell on the Heavenly Punishment Society's buildings. His brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly asked, "The Heavenly Punishment Society operates so secretly and discreetly, almost completely isolated from the world."

"How did they manage to seize such a large piece of land in the city center back then and prevent it from being encroached upon by other forces?"

This is not reasonable.

In the City of Injustice, every inch of land is incredibly valuable, and the core area of ​​the inner city is a battleground for powerful figures.

An organization that does not expand, does not socialize, and only retreats into its nest.

Why should such a prime location be occupied without being coveted?
Upon hearing this, Yan Lin's lips curled into a slightly bitter smile.

“We can see that, and the old foxes from other major powers can also see that the Heavenly Punishment Society is strange and not to be trifled with.” She put down her folded hands, picked up the lemonade on the table, and took a sip.

“The Heavenly Punishment Society stopped expanding its territory a long time ago.”

"So no one dares to provoke them, and over time, this area has become a tacitly forbidden zone for the City of Injustice. The reason they can continue to exist is because of this terrifying, unfathomable nature."

"So they haven't provoked anyone else?"

Fang Qingyu pressed further, expressing his disbelief that a cult could be completely without desires or wants.

Yan Lin was taken aback, then pointed to her nose with an extremely helpless expression on her face: "Isn't that me?"

Sitting next to her, Jiang Wei's clear red eyes reflected Yan Lin's helpless self-pointing expression. She then looked at the desolate cluster of buildings and her crisp voice rang out: "Cults are quite troublesome and their methods are rather strange. However, once you find their weakness, they are even easier to deal with than martial artists or religious cultists of the same level."

Yan Lin nodded in deep agreement: "That's right, that's exactly what I meant. The problem now is how to conduct the investigation?"

"They have absolutely no contact with the outside world."

"I tried before, using several carefully prepared identities, hoping to infiltrate their outer organization or make contact with some lower-ranking members."

"You all know the result."

Fang Qingyu unconsciously tapped the warm surface of the table with his fingertips.

Thoughts surged within his molten gold-rimmed vertical pupils.

He spoke slowly, his tone inquisitive: "They've been entrenched in this city of injustice for so long, they must have something they want, right? They can't just stay in this city doing nothing and have no desires."

"Hey!" Yan Lin slapped the table lightly, her helplessness deepening. "You're absolutely right. I've investigated all the forces that have come into contact with them, and I have no idea what they're after. Apart from occasionally buying supplies, they're usually stuck in that building and never come out. If it weren't for the occasional people coming out, we'd all think that area was a dead city."

Fang Qingyu was taken aback.

If Yan Lin's investigation is correct.

Those who participated in the Heavenly Punishment Assembly might be even more terrifying than he imagined.
Because this is the usual situation.

What they are after is often something much bigger.

A dinner that started off in a rather unpleasant atmosphere came to an end.

Yan Lin and Fang Qingyu said goodbye.

She has her own things to do.

"Contact me if you need anything."

Yan Lin gave one last piece of advice.

The car disappeared into the neon-lit crowd and quickly vanished from sight.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei stood on the street and waved to flag down a taxi.

Once inside the car, I felt the slight bumps from the smooth ride.

Fang Qingyu looked out the window at the bustling street scene rushing past.

He thought to himself that it was time to get a car, which would make it easier to get around in the future.

The taxi weaved through the somewhat chaotic streets of the limestone district.

Different from before.

Now, brand-new blue dragon flags can be seen everywhere on the streets.

And the Green Dragon Gang members, dressed in uniform gray uniforms, with long knives at their waists, patrolling with their heads held high.

The car eventually stopped in the quiet villa area behind the Blood Wolf Gang headquarters building.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei pushed open the heavy, carved wooden door of their villa.

In the spacious and bright living room on the first floor.

There were only Lü Chen and Lao Qiao.

One was lounging on a large leather sofa, while the other sat cross-legged on the carpet.

Both of them had their heads down, their fingers flying across their phone screens.

They were so engrossed in watching that they didn't even notice the two people entering the room immediately.

The light from the screen shone on their faces, giving them a relaxed air that seemed out of place in this new environment.

Fang Qingyu's gaze swept over the two of them, his brows furrowing slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

Without stopping, he walked straight through the living room.

Heading towards the passage leading to the underground training ground.

"Qingzi? Sister Wei? You're back?"

Hearing footsteps, Lü Chen looked up, smiled, and greeted them.

"Ah."

Fang Qingyu responded lightly, without stopping.

Old Joe also put down his phone: "Qingzi."

Fang Qingyu stopped at the entrance of the training field and turned to the side.

He said in a calm and even voice:
"You two, come with me for a moment."

Done.

Fang Qingyu pushed open the training ground door.

The figure disappeared into the shadow of the downward-extending staircase.

Lu Chen and Lao Qiao exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of confusion in each other's eyes.
Jiang Wei glanced at them with her clear red eyes but didn't say anything.

I quietly followed.

The underground training ground was converted from the Blood Wolf Gang's original security facilities.

The space is open.

The walls and floor are covered with energy-absorbing and cushioning black composite material.

Fang Qingyu walked to the center of the field, stopped, and turned around.

Without any further ado, he walked straight to a built-in storage cabinet by the wall, opened the door, and pulled out a heavy black cloth bag.

Boom!
He casually tossed the cloth bag onto the ground in front of Lü Chen and Lao Qiao, making a dull thud.

The bag opening is open
It reveals that the inside is full of Qi and blood crystals.

Each piece is about the size of a thumb, deep red in color, and crystal clear; there are at least a hundred of them!
"half each."

Fang Qingyu's voice rang out in the empty training ground, "From now on, except for necessary tasks and rest, you two will spend all your time here."

Lu Chen and Lao Qiao are two old men who have been with him since Qingjian City.

And in the very beginning, he even helped himself at the arena and bars.

However, their progress in martial arts cultivation had always been the slowest in the team. Fang Qingyu hadn't mentioned it before, but when they were about to leave Qingjian City, he gave them a temporary boost and helped them break through to the martial arts level.

And now.
Old Qin and Haozi are about to reach the profound level.

The two are still dawdling; we need to give them a push.

Meanwhile, Jiang Wei's clear red eyes lit up instantly.

An excited smile curved his lips.

Last time in Qingjian City, she was the one who helped Fang Qingyu keep an eye on the two of them.

That feeling of being urged on.

It made her feel very interesting and accomplished.

Fang Qingyu keenly noticed the change in Jiang Wei's eyes, smiled inwardly, and turned to her, saying, "These two people are now under your supervision. Follow the usual rules."

"Ok!"

Jiang Wei nodded vigorously and responded crisply.

His gaze fell on Lü Chen and Lao Qiao.

"Qingzi! No way!" Old Qiao said with a bitter face, "We just got back, we haven't even had a chance to sit down yet! We ran our legs off today following Liu San to take over the territory, we really didn't slack off!"

Lü Chen hurriedly defended himself, "Yes, Qingzi, we really didn't slack off."

Fang Qingyu ignored their cries of pain.

He knew, of course, that neither of them had been slacking off.

But this is not enough.

If the two of them want to keep up with Lao Qin and Haozi's pace, and if they want to survive in this city of injustice, they must work even harder.
Therefore, Fang Qingyu simply ignored what they said.

He turned and walked towards a secluded meditation room at the far end of the training field.

Recently, Fang Qingyu has not used skill points to allocate them.

However, he has never stopped practicing martial arts.

After all, before leaving, that kind person from the Luo family gave them a batch of resources, so they might as well use them.

The meditation room was completely silent.

Fang Qingyu sat cross-legged on the central futon and slowly closed his eyes.

The mind sinks into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The atlas, which only he could see, slowly unfolded.

Turn to the page about the Dragon Fist Master.

【Profession: Dragon Fist Master (★★★) Lv.1 (943/1000)】

My gaze fell on the first line; the experience points were only 57 points away from leveling up.

This means that with just one more push, he can officially advance from the initial stage of Martial Arts Grandmaster to the intermediate stage.

That is, the Realm of Myriad Phenomena.

The terrifying nature of Samsung's professional skills is now clearly revealed.

Fang Qingyu has currently consumed Qi and Blood Crystals and Life Beads.

It is at least ten times the amount that Wei Banmeng and the others used for cultivation.

However, in terms of progress in martial arts cultivation, he was only slightly ahead of them.

They estimate that a breakthrough is imminent.

However, Fang Qingyu felt neither sorrow nor joy.

He took out a few Qi and Blood Crystals from the bag next to him.

Without hesitation, I put it in my mouth.

boom!
The pure and powerful energy of Qi and blood instantly melted in my mouth, like a torrent of molten lava, surging into my limbs and bones.

"The Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture!"

in vivo.

The core Qi and Blood Technique, already imprinted deep within his bloodline, began to operate with a roar.

hum!
The dormant vital energy, like a volcano ignited, roared and surged forth in an instant.

The blood flowing in his veins seemed to transform into burning magma, emitting a deep rumble.

A layer of dark red flames rose from the surface of the skin.

Upon closer inspection, within the blood flames, tiny, yet dazzling, golden starlight swirled and faded.

As the cultivation technique circulates...

On the map.

New notifications began to appear rapidly:
Your core skill "Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture" experience +13

Your core skill "Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture" experience +11

Your "Dragon Fist Master" skill experience +2

[Your "Dragon Fist Master" skill experience +2].
Each time a tip of experience pops up.

All of these indicate that Fang Qingyu's martial arts cultivation is increasing.

The 57-point experience gap is being filled at a visible speed.

A villa courtyard.

The night was deep, and the cool moonlight shone on the smooth bluestone slabs.

Lu Chen and Lao Qiao, two men whose combined age is close to eighty, are currently wearing bitter faces, like two primary school students being punished by their teacher.

They each occupied a corner of the courtyard.

They are several meters apart.

"drink!"

"what!"

The two men let out low growls, veins bulging on their foreheads, and sweat pouring down their faces.

They were fully utilizing their internal energy and blood circulation techniques, practicing the most basic boxing stances over and over again.

With each punch and each step, he mobilized every muscle in his body, squeezing the surging blood and qi in his meridians, trying to refine and absorb the blood and qi crystals in his mouth as quickly as possible.

The movements must not stop, and they must be performed correctly!

Because it was right next to them, not far away.

Jiang Wei sat quietly on a rattan lounge chair.

She changed into a plain white exercise outfit for home, her long, bright red hair casually tied up, with a few strands falling to the side of her neck.

The moonlight and the light shining through the villa windows intertwined on her, outlining her exquisitely cold and aloof features.

Holding a cup of steaming hot tea in my hands.

Clear red eyes casually landed on Lü Chen and Lao Qiao.

His eyes were calm and expressionless.

However, just as Old Joe, exhausted, slightly lifted his heel as he lunged for a punch, causing a slight distortion in his movement...
laugh!
A thin, almost transparent, pure white line of fire shot out without warning from the tip of Jiang Wei's left index finger, which was hanging by her side.

Extremely fast.

puff.

The wisp of white flame struck Old Joe's ankle with perfect precision.

"Ow—!"

Old Joe felt as if he had been stabbed hard by a red-hot steel needle, and jumped up abruptly, clutching his ankle and gasping for breath.

The burning pain was extremely strange. It pierced through his skin and flesh instantly, reaching straight to his bone marrow, causing half of his body to go numb, yet there wasn't even a trace of redness on his skin!

"Move! Feet flat on the ground! Power originates from the ground! Blood and energy sink downwards!"

Jiang Wei's cool voice rang out at the right moment, without the slightest ripple.

Old Joe grimaced in pain, but dared not slack off. He quickly steadied himself, endured the excruciating pain, and meticulously drew into a lunge stance to throw a punch!
On the other side, Lü Chen's eyelids twitched.

They worked even harder, their movements as precise as textbook examples, as if afraid they would be next.

This kind of fiery warning is a hundred times more effective than any harsh reprimand.

It's invigorating and refreshing, a bittersweet experience.

Just as the two were on the verge of tears, completely focused on every detail of their movements...
hum!
A very subtle vibration suddenly came from beneath my feet.

It was as if a deep, muffled sound came from the depths of the earth.

The entire courtyard trembled very slightly.

Lu Chen and Lao Qiao both froze, staring at each other in astonishment, their eyes filled with surprise and disbelief.

"earthquake?"

"No...this feeling..."

The next second, a look of joy appeared in both of their eyes. They abruptly turned their heads to look in the direction of the entrance to the underground training ground, then looked at Jiang Wei and whispered:
"Sister Wei, has Qingzi broken through?!"

Jiang Wei paused slightly in the hand holding the teacup.

Her clear red eyes gazed at the tightly closed door, and a faint yet genuine smile slowly curved upwards at the corners of her lips, like a snow lotus blooming on a frozen lake.

"Ah."

She nodded gently, her voice carrying a hint of relief and joy.

The underground meditation room.

The raging torrent of qi and blood finally subsided.

Fang Qingyu sat cross-legged in meditation, and the dark red, gold-flecked flames surrounding his body slowly receded, eventually disappearing completely into his body. He slowly opened his eyes.

hum!
Deep within the molten gold vertical pupil, dark red blood flames were quietly burning and flowing.

A dragon's might naturally spread out, filling the entire meditation room.

Fang Qingyu's mind stirred slightly.

The information on the current graph has been updated:

Congratulations! Your "Dragon Fist Master" class has been upgraded to Lv.2 (0/2000)

As expected, 2000 experience points.

Fang Qingyu understood, but couldn't help feeling a sense of helplessness.

It took him nearly two months to go from level 1 to level 2, gaining 1000 experience points, even with no shortage of resources throughout the entire training process.

Based on this terrifying consumption ratio, we can extrapolate...

To advance from level 2 to level 3, the 2000 experience points would conservatively take more than three months, assuming sufficient resources.

"Pure Crystal."

Fang Qingyu muttered to himself.

We can only see how much effect the pure crystals that can catalyze resource absorption can bring.

Then calm yourself down.

Carefully savor the changes that followed the breakthrough.

The most significant improvement is, of course, in the domain.

The initial stage of a martial arts grandmaster, where a domain is initially formed, is called the Domain Realm.

This realm is more a product of the combination of one's own will, blood and qi, and energy. Its core lies in communicating with heaven and earth and nature, thereby amplifying one's own strength.

They generally don't have much offensive power.

Unless someone like Fang Qingyu has a built-in Dragon Might skill.

And at this moment, he has stepped into the middle stage of the second tier.

Myriad Realms.

The field has undergone a qualitative change.

Fang Qingyu's mind stirred slightly.

hum!
An invisible force field instantly spread out from him.

It covered an area of ​​ten zhang in radius.

This area is nearly twice as large as it was in the initial stage.

It feels different from the initial realm.

At this moment, the domain is like an extension of my own arm.

Whether it's the blood and qi that can seep through the body, or the internal energy, it can easily be transformed into any other shape within this domain.

This is the universe.

This means that the domain has initially connected with the outside world and integrated it into its own qi and energy.

The territory is no longer simply a private reserve.

Rather, it is a bridge for the initial intersection between one's own small world and the external world.

Within this range, Fang Qingyu could clearly feel his blood and qi, and the power of his qi surged.

Every gesture.

The power it unleashed far exceeded that of the initial stage.

It was as if the power of heaven and earth was secretly supporting it.

The power of martial arts has increased exponentially.

Furthermore, the domain is no longer just a passive amplification or defense.

Fang Qingyu focused his mind.

Lock down a test mannequin in the corner of the meditation room.

Congeal!
The scattered energy and blood flowing within the domain instantly condensed around the alloy mannequin.

The mind moves again.

An invisible, tremendous force suddenly erupted.

click-

Instantly, fine, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the wooden dummy.

Although it was not completely destroyed.

But this is merely a spontaneous vibration of free-floating blood and energy within the domain.

For Fang Qingyu, it was no loss at all.

If combined with the power of the dragon, its power will be even more terrifying.

Of course, this also applies to the transformation of the field.

The fundamental improvement brought about by the leap in the essence of life is equally enormous.

The total amount of Qi and blood and Qi energy increased by nearly 50%, and the quality became more refined and concentrated, with faster circulation and stronger recovery ability.

The meridians are like widened and reinforced river channels, capable of accommodating a more turbulent torrent of qi and blood.

The bones, muscles, and internal organs have all undergone a profound tempering, resulting in a significant increase in strength and toughness.

Fang Qingyu silently assessed the situation.

Not counting skills and the abilities of the Divine Firmament Envoy.

In terms of pure martial arts cultivation alone, his overall strength after the breakthrough was more than double that of the initial stage.

After becoming familiar with the new power.

Fang Qingyu's gaze fell on the skill list below the Dragon Fist Master class chart.

After using my precious skill points to level up last time.

Most of the core skills have been mastered.

Only the skills [Thunderous World-Burning Slash] and [Nine Tribulations Azure Dragon Body] are still at the minor completion stage.

"Skill Points"

Fang Qingyu was making plans in his mind.

This is another way to quickly improve combat effectiveness in the short term.

However, Fang Qingyu currently has very few skill points left, only a small portion of Divine Origin!

It was the true will that was lost when the ghost carriage was killed.

Fang Qingyu hadn't had a chance to ask Zhulong how interested he was in this source.

If Zhulong doesn't like it.

At least you can exchange some skill points.

However, Fang Qingyu temporarily suppressed his desire to meet Zhulong.

We have just experienced a breakthrough.

Both the body and mind need time to adapt and settle down; trying to do too much at once will only lead to failure.

Fang Qingyu got up and stretched his limbs.

Feeling the surging new energy within him, he changed into a clean set of black training clothes, pushed open the door of the meditation room, and went out.

I just stepped out of the heavy doors of the underground training ground.

As Fang Qingyu stepped onto the stairs leading to the first floor, he heard Lu Chen and Lao Qiao's furious, gritting roars coming from the courtyard outside.

Interspersed throughout were Jiang Wei's cool and concise instructions:

"Sink your shoulders! Drop your elbows! Circulate your Qi to the Yongquan point!"

"Too slow! The blood and qi in your left arm are sluggish! Try again!"

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Fang Qingyu's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.

With Jiang Wei keeping an eye on them, it's impossible for these two to slack off.

Then he slowly walked up the stairs to the living room on the first floor.

Only one floor lamp was on in the living room, providing soft lighting.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the courtyard is bathed in moonlight, and the figures of two people enjoying Jiang Wei's special training are visible.

And on the living room sofa.

Chu Kuanglan's imposing figure, as tall as a mountain, was deeply embedded in the soft sofa in a focused posture that was extremely disproportionate to his size.

With a slightly hunched back, his large, bell-like eyes were wide open.

He stared intently at the tablet lying across his lap.

A scene of intense battle is playing on the screen.

The light from the screen flickered on his rugged face.

Fang Qingyu's footsteps were silent.

He walked behind Chu Kuanglan and naturally turned his gaze to the tablet screen.

on the screen.

The battle is nearing its end.

The background is in an alley.

On one side was a tall, muscular man, his body radiating a powerful aura.

He is clearly a martial arts master.

He was unleashing his full power, his fists becoming a blur of motion, carrying a terrifying force capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, as he furiously slammed into the enemy opposite him.

And his opponent.
Fang Qingyu's gaze was instantly drawn to it.

He was a slightly thin man wearing an oddly styled dark gray linen robe.

The hood of his robe covered most of his face, leaving only his sharply defined chin visible.

There was no trace of a martial artist emanating from his body.

Faced with the terrifying, storm-like fist energy of the martial arts master, powerful enough to shatter alleyways, the gray-robed man merely raised his right hand slightly.

He moves slowly.

It was eerily slow.

The martial arts master's fist, as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, was about three feet away from the gray-robed man.
The speed decreased dramatically, even to the naked eye.

It was like sinking into an invisible quagmire.

The martial arts master's face was instantly filled with shock and disbelief.

He roared, his blood and energy burning and exploding recklessly, trying to break through the invisible barrier.

However, the gray-robed man slowly raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together, as if plucking a flower, and gently pointed forward at the martial arts master's chest, which was slightly leaning forward and wide open due to the full force of his attack.

The movement remained slow, but the trajectory was clearly visible.

boom--

There was a loud bang.

The imposing third-tier martial arts master suddenly stiffened.

The next second, the person flew backwards in an arc shape, and the camera zoomed out rapidly in response.

The martial arts master was sent flying and landed on the ground, his body paving a path dozens of meters before coming to a stop.

He naturally fell into a coma.

The battle is over.

Instant kill!

Absolute suppression!
A hint of interest immediately flashed in Fang Qingyu's golden eyes.

This person is definitely a follower of God.

However, this ability seems very much like...manipulating the air!?

This was the first time Fang Qingyu had ever seen a cultist with such abilities, and he asked with curiosity in his eyes.

"Who is this person?!"

The sound suddenly rang out in the quiet living room.

"Fuck!"

Chu Kuanglan, who was intently staring at the screen, was startled by the sudden sound.

His burly body nearly bounced off the sofa.

He turned around abruptly, saw it was Fang Qingyu, and then patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh my god, Qingzi! How come you walk like a ghost, without making a sound?"

Fang Qingyu said helplessly, "I started talking as soon as I came up. You were too engrossed in watching."

He pointed to the screen, which had finished playing and was now filled with static, and stared intently at Chu Kuanglan. "Who was that cultist on the left in the video? What's his background?"

Chu Kuanglan was surprised when Fang Qingyu asked about this.

The shock on his face was instantly replaced by excitement; his large, round eyes shone brightly, and he slammed his large, fan-like hand on the sofa armrest.
"So, Qingzi? You also think this guy is really weird, right? Isn't he a talent?!"

He leaned closer to Fang Qingyu, lowered his voice, and said excitedly:
"I accidentally got information about this person from a shrewd informant when I went out to investigate the surrounding forces today! He's hiding in a small, run-down gang called Black Alley in Rusty Water District, which is right next to our Gray Rock District. I heard he has a very strange temper, but his strength is definitely this great!"

He gave a thumbs up.

Chu Kuanglan rubbed his hands together, a hunter's smile spreading across his face: "I was just thinking of finding a way to meet him and see if I could poach him! Our Azure Dragon Gang is exactly in need of a master like him who can keep things in check! What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu smiled slightly and nodded.

"It's possible, but don't try to win over others, or you'll end up losing to them."

Upon hearing this, Chu Kuanglan was about to refute it.

But when she thought of the video footage from just now, the words in her throat instantly became stuck.

If we don't figure out what the other party's capabilities are...
It seems he really can't beat this genius.

(End of this chapter)