Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

"Lorne, how far are we from the wizarding community?"

"have no idea."

"Lorne, are there really pursuers behind us?"

"have no idea!"

"Lorne, can we become wizards?"

"have no idea..."

"Lorne, you..."

"Shut up!"

Lorne and Theodore waded across a stream, their steps weak and listless.

The two had been walking for two days and three nights.

When they were hungry, they would pick some wild fruits to fill their stomachs, not caring whether they were poisonous or not. When they were thirsty, they would drink some stream water. When they were tired, they would rest on the spot and take a short nap.

It has been several hours since I escaped from the manor, and I haven't seen a single pursuer.

Lorne even suspected that the manor had never sent any knights to arrest the escaped children.

The most agonizing thing was the fear that there might be pursuers, and the constant anxiety that followed.

Moreover, the two did not know the exact location of the place where the wizards gathered, only that it was in the south.

But the south is so vast, there's a high possibility of deviating from the route.

"Sigh!" Lorne sighed and brought up the martial arts panel.

With a gentle tap on the [Martial Arts Library], the pale blue screen rapidly changed.

The martial arts library contains many martial arts techniques that Lorne had never heard of in his previous life, covering a variety of styles.

-[Internal Skill]-

[Righteous Qi], [Pure Yang Skill], [Heavenly River True Qi]...

-【Fist Techniques】-

[Crushing Mountain Fist], [Nine Tribulations Fist], [Tai Chi Fist]...

-【Body Techniques-】

[Mirror Flower, Water Moon], [Five Elements Escape]...

-【...】-

You can see it, but you can't touch it.

"Sigh." Lorne sighed again.

After inheriting the original body's memories, one should theoretically have some understanding of this world, but has not gained any exploration points.

He speculated that to become a wizard and delve into the cultivation of the wizarding world, one must truly "explore" the field.

The current martial arts combinations are too monotonous; a whole host of new martial arts are needed to make it complete, but the expansion points are still far from being realized...

Lorne closed the martial arts library and looked at the two martial arts techniques he had already mastered on the panel.

【掌握武学：吐纳术lv4（132/800），三叠劲lv3（0/400）】

Realizing there might be no pursuers behind him, Lorne slowed down, controlled his breathing, and practiced breathing techniques.

Although the results were not ideal and the experience gained was minimal, the sheer number of attempts made up for it.

He quickly upgraded his breathing technique from level 3 to level 4, which also brought him some attribute points.

Although I gained experience in breathing techniques, it didn't fundamentally improve my skills.

Lorne couldn't help but recall the Whisper Breathing Technique that Andrew had used.

The Wind Whisper Breathing Method is different from the Breathing Technique.

The art of breathing exercises lies in internal harmony. By controlling the rhythm of breathing and following a certain frequency, one can expel impurities from the body.

Long-term use can improve physical health.

It is also a key step in guiding the Three-Fold Strength, and the core of stimulating the Three-Fold Internal Organ Strength.

The Wind Whisper Breathing Technique, as demonstrated by Andrew, seems to be about using breathing to control external stimuli.

For example, Andrew can use his vigorous breathing to direct airflow for his own purposes.

What would happen if breathing techniques were combined with the Knight's Breathing Technique? Lorne was very curious.

The breathing technique focuses on internal processes, while the breathing method focuses on external processes; both techniques are achieved through breathing frequency.

Therefore, fundamentally speaking, there is a possibility that breathing techniques and breathing methods can be integrated.

If I become a wizard apprentice, I'll have to get my hands on a breathing technique and see what happens... Lorne planned in his mind.

"Lor... Lorne..." Theodore tugged at Lorne's sleeve in a panic.

"What happened again?" Lorne, who was engrossed in his grand ideas, was interrupted by Theodore once more.

Theodore walked along the way, seemingly unfazed by the pain or fatigue, but there were still quite a few problems that were causing him headaches.

Whenever Lorne was thinking, Theodore would always be babbling on and on, asking stupid questions.

"There seems to be someone over there in the woods?" Theodore quickly hid behind Lorne.

Where did this person come from?

We haven't even left the jungle yet!

Lorne didn't take it seriously and looked in the direction Theodore was pointing.

A figure in white stood prominently in their path.

Oh my God, what the hell is that?!

It was early morning, and the forest was still filled with a gray mist, while the figure, dressed in white, looked like a ghost.

They are getting closer and closer to Lorne and Theodore.

Lorne immediately assumed a defensive stance, his muscles tensing up as he began to practice breathing techniques.

If anything goes wrong, he will do his best to unleash the third strike, even at the risk of serious internal organ damage.

Fortunately, the other party stopped a few dozen meters away from the two of them and did not make any unusual moves.

Lorne then got a clear look at the other person.

Beneath the white hood was a stunningly beautiful face, with ivory skin as smooth as cream and flowing golden hair cascading down her back.

A pair of light blue eyes were quietly watching Lorne and Theodore.

The white robe was adorned with dark gold patterns and strange silver runes.

The other party's identity was self-evident—a wizard!

"Lorne!" Theodore, clearly realizing this as well, wept with joy. "We...we've arrived!"

"Wizard..." Theodore instinctively curtsied, but Lorne held him tightly.

"Lorne, we're going to..." Theodore looked at Lorne in confusion, but swallowed his words back.

Lorne's breathing became even heavier, and his body made "crackling" and "snap" sounds.

He stared intently at the white-robed witch before him, his fists clenched, ready to strike.

If the appearance of a wizard on the inevitable escape route is not a coincidence, then it means:

The white-robed witch was waiting for them!

Given the unusual behavior of the Wol Manor and the absence of pursuers along the way, it was hard for Lorne not to be wary.

If they are enemies, then let's fight!

This is perfect opportunity for me to see the difference between a warrior and a wizard... Lorne doesn't want to be burned alive.

In comparison, dying at the hands of a wizard might be a better ending.

He has prepared for the worst.

Faced with the two's actions, the white-robed priestess remained silent for a moment, lost in thought.

After a short while, she slowly spoke, her voice slightly ethereal: "I meant no harm, I was just passing by."

Oh, thank God! Theodore knelt down with a thud: "My lord wizard, we have been very rude. We two only wish to go to the place where wizards gather in the south."

"I'm so sorry I blocked your way!" Theo kowtowed repeatedly.

Seeing this, Lorne also slowly withdrew his stance, but unlike Theodore, his awe of wizards was ingrained in his genes.

He simply bowed to the figure in white, expressing his apology: "I'm sorry."

The white-robed witch remained indifferent, simply asking in a flat tone, "Do you two intend to travel to the Black Sun Tower?"

So the place where wizards gathered in the south was called "Black Sun Tower"? Lorne silently noted it down and replied, "Yes."

"That's right, Wizard." Theodore nodded his dog head incessantly, trying to ingratiate himself.

"The Black Sun Tower is quite far from here. I came from there. Since you two are going to the Black Sun Tower, I will give you a ride."

The white-robed priestess gently raised her small hand and recited a passage in a strange language: "...~&#￥".

An invisible barrier enveloped the two of them.

Lorne didn't even have time to react before the strange runes wrapped around him.

The power of life and death is entirely in the hands of the other party.

He then realized that for this white-robed witch, crushing him was no different than stepping on an ant...