A Martial Saint in Chaotic Times: Starting with Grinding Proficiency

"Patrol battalion?"

Why would it appear at this time? Looking at that flag, Xu Qingyi's expression changed drastically.

As the deputy leader of Qinglong Village, he was very familiar with this flag.

"Damn it!"

Xu Qingyi cursed, vaguely sensing that there might also be a Yi Jin martial artist in that group.

If he were to unleash the secret technique "Unpredictable Flying Knife" at this moment, even if he could kill the black-robed man in front of him, he would likely also perish under the patrol battalion's blade.

Thinking of this, Xu Qingyi slowly put away the crimson throwing knife in her hand.

"You're lucky to be alive."

Xu Qingyi gave the man in black a deep look before disappearing into the dense forest behind her.

Now that Liu Zhi and Zhao Dacheng are both dead, the rescue of the young master is also out of the question. He must hurry up and report this matter to the chieftain.

With Xu Qingyi's departure, Zhou Yuan immediately felt the pressure drop.

He looked back and saw the flag of the patrol camp at the end of the official road, and immediately understood why the man had retreated.

Zhou Yuan didn't think much of it. In the eyes of the patrol battalion, his current attire was probably no different from that of a mountain bandit.

So he used the last bit of strength in his body to run wildly towards Luochuan City.

……

Muddy Alley, Zhou Residence.

Zhou Yuan took off his black robe and went to his small courtyard.

He took out some wound medicine and applied it to his body. Some of it was left over from his fierce battle with Zhao Dacheng, and some was left over from when he was chased by bandits.

"What happened today was truly too dangerous."

Zhou Yuan recalled what had just happened and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Whether it was Zhao Dacheng, with his superhuman strength and ability to transform, or the bandit at the Yi Jin Jing level, he had to use all his strength to deal with them.

If he makes even the slightest mistake tonight, he will meet a tragic end.

"We need to be more careful in the future."

Zhou Yuan sighed inwardly.

His easy killing of Gao Sheng and Liu Zhi last time made him vaguely feel that the other Bone Forging Realm martial artists were nothing special.

But now it seems he still has a long way to go.

There are still many people in Luochuan City who could take his life.

After reflecting on his experiences, Zhou Yuan composed himself and decided to take a look at Zhao Dacheng's martial arts manual.

His extraordinary strength and transformation ability had just caused him considerable suffering, which must be related to the martial art he practiced.

Zhou Yuan took out the booklet bound with gold thread from his bosom.

The words "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" are written in bold, powerful strokes above.

Zhou Yuan turned to the first page and began reading the introduction to martial arts.

"The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill draws upon the noble and agile nature of the dragon and the solid and indestructible nature of the elephant, opening the divine treasures of the physical body to control ultimate power. It is divided into nine levels."

"The first level alone can increase strength by 3,000 jin, and the ninth level can grant strength of 100,000 jin, with the ability to move mountains and fill seas."

Looking at the martial arts description of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, Zhou Yuan's breathing became somewhat rapid.

With the strength of 100,000 jin, they could move mountains and fill seas!

Zhou Yuan murmured to himself, this kind of power had already surpassed his understanding.

If he had such power, he could go anywhere in the world, no matter how vast it was.

Zhou Yuan forcibly suppressed his excitement and continued reading.

"However, although the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is powerful, it is extremely complex and dangerous to practice. Only those with extraordinary talent and unwavering will can learn this skill."

After reading the subsequent introduction, Zhou Yuan frowned slightly.

He hadn't expected that the conditions for practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill would be so demanding.

However, Zhou Yuan felt relieved after a short while.

Zhao Dacheng must have obtained this martial art some time ago, but recalling the previous battle, he did not have the legendary strength of three thousand jin, so he probably hadn't mastered the first level.

Zhou Yuan continued flipping through the pages and found that they contained the insights and notes of martial artists who had previously obtained this martial art.

"I began forging my bones at fourteen, cleansing my marrow at fifteen, and reaching the Body Tempering Realm at sixteen. I considered myself to have unparalleled talent among the younger generation. However, after five years of practicing this martial art, I still hadn't reached the first level. In the end, my body collapsed, and on the verge of death, I warned those who came after me once again: those without talent must never touch this martial art!"

"I was originally a disciple of the Eastern Pole Sect, possessing unparalleled talent that surpassed all my peers. Any martial art was merely a matter of a day or two for me. However, after encountering this particular martial art, it took me nearly ten years to break through to the first level. When I broke through to the second level, my physical body collapsed. On the verge of death, I warned those who came after me: never come into contact with this martial art!"

The rest was a collection of notes, almost entirely from cultivators, but these notes stopped after the fourth level.

Judging from the appearance, the person who obtains this martial art can only cultivate it to the fourth level at most.

"This martial art is actually that difficult to master?"

Zhou Yuan's heart sank. Almost all the martial artists who possessed this martial art were exceptionally talented, yet even they all died after practicing it.

"Then let me give it a try."

Zhou Yuan's heart stirred slightly, and he began to cultivate according to the method described above.

At that moment, the panel quietly appeared.

【Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill 0/300 (Beginner Level)】

"Since the system can record it, it shouldn't be too difficult to practice."

Zhou Yuan had some questions and continued practicing.

Three hours passed slowly. Zhou Yuan finished his practice and then opened the panel with a thought.

【Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill 3/300 (Beginner Level)】

"It's no different from other martial arts."

Zhou Yuan, filled with curiosity, murmured to himself.

However, in the next moment, as if he had figured something out, his breathing became rapid.

Does that mean that, because of the system, whether it's the low-level Mountain Shaking Fist or the high-level Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, his progress in cultivating all martial arts is the same?

The first level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, which deters many geniuses, was only a matter of a few months for him!

"Is this what they mean by equality for all beings?"

Having grasped this key point, Zhou Yuan felt a chill run down his spine, and an immense surge of joy welled up inside him.

In this light, this panel truly seems to be a masterpiece of nature.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's practice!"

Zhou Yuan was thrilled; he had never been so enthusiastic about martial arts as he was at this moment.

Afterwards, Zhou Yuan didn't even eat dinner, and didn't sleep all night, focusing all his attention on the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

The night slowly passed.

Zhou Yuan was still in the courtyard. Although his eyes were bloodshot, he was extremely excited.

With a thought, the panel slowly opened.

【Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill 5/300 (Beginner Level)】

Just like other martial arts techniques, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill increased by five or six points in a day.

Zhou Yuan was thrilled. By this calculation, he only had two months to reach the first level, at which point he would possess the strength of three thousand jin.

One's own combat strength will surely undergo a tremendous change.

Zhou Yuan felt more relaxed than ever before.

"But we still can't make a fuss about it."

Zhou Yuan composed himself. At present, he was only a martial artist at the Bone Forging Realm. Before he could fully grow, he still needed to keep a low profile.

With that in mind, Zhou Yuan quickly washed up, said goodbye to his sister, and headed to the martial arts school.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yuan finally arrived at the martial arts school.

The atmosphere in the martial arts gym was somewhat oppressive these days, with everyone whispering as if they were discussing something.

Zhou Yuan stopped one of his disciples.

"Junior brother, has something happened at the martial arts school?"

Upon seeing Zhou Yuan, a core disciple, the stopped disciple hurriedly bowed and then said:

"Senior Brother Zhou, don't you know? A few days ago, Senior Brother Wang Tengfei was ambushed and seriously injured at Zuichun Pavilion!"

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