I am a high-level martial arts master.

Ye Li read a short story about traditional Chinese martial arts in a book.

Legend has it that there is a kind of spirit cicada in the world.

Its name is: Spring and Autumn Period!

This cicada is extremely rare, almost impossible to find anywhere in the world, and it is born in spring and dies in autumn.

It can emit a clear, jade-like chirping sound, and at the end of its life, it will shed a crystal-clear, rainbow-like cicada shell.

However, this molt falls when it encounters gold, withers when it encounters wood, dissolves when it encounters water, burns when it encounters fire, and enters the earth when it encounters soil; it can only be observed for the moment it touches the ground.

Legend has it that Yang Luchan, who innovated Chen-style Tai Chi, reached the ultimate state of divine invulnerability.

He heard a rumor about a cicada in spring and autumn during the last days of his life, and before he died, he went there to see it.

Unfortunately, upon arrival, they learned that the cicada had vanished just moments before.

Later generations regretted it too late, secretly lamenting that they could not let their ancestors see it.

But Yang Luchan took eight steps across the river of time, finally witnessing the cicada's departure, and passed away with a smile!

Because of this story, later generations regarded the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada as the ultimate footwork skill.

With Ye Li's prompting, Pei Taoyu's eyes lit up instantly, filled with hope:

"Senior, you're right. It only takes eight steps to go back in time. If I become a Demon God, perhaps I can bring my parents back from the River of Time!" Looking at Pei Taoyu, whose hope had been rekindled, Ye Li had a look of admiration for her.

Unlike the singular timeline of the Universe Realm, apart from certain special entries, even a Martial Saint cannot reverse time in the Universe Realm; they can only resist the passage of time.

In these endless planes, the structure of time varies in different worlds.

So what is impossible in the universe, there is a glimmer of hope here.

"Work hard. Practicing martial arts is about expressing your inner desires. The only reason you can't do it is because you're too weak," Ye Li encouraged. "Practicing martial arts is just about expressing my inner desires?"

Pei Taoyu muttered to herself, glancing at Ye Li beside her.

An idea that even she herself felt was somewhat presumptuous and audacious quietly sprouted in her heart.

She quickly lowered her eyes to hide the flutter in her heart.

Ye Li was completely unaware of this. After comforting the disheartened girl, he leisurely lay back on the recliner.

He is still a patient, but he is expected to recover by tomorrow and have the cracks on his cheek repaired.

The Tianjin Grand Competition is just around the corner, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to go check it out.

Thinking of this, he looked at Pei Taoyu and said, "The Tianjin Grand Competition is the day after tomorrow. Let's go and watch it together then."

The Tianjin Grand Competition?

Upon hearing Ye Li mention it, Pei Taoyu's face showed confusion.

As a local, she was naturally familiar with this Tianjin competition.

It was jointly initiated by hundreds of martial arts schools in Tianjin with the qualifications of Huajin (a martial arts master), and in some sessions, even the Baodan Zhenren (a martial arts master) could be seen making an appearance.

It is held annually, a grand event for martial arts, but entry requires a precious ticket.

Before the massacre of her family, her family couldn't even afford one despite exhausting all their wealth. So where did Ye Li get it from?

Pei Taoyu knew that Ye Li had a mysterious background, and she didn't know who had injured him with the cracks on his face. Now he was stranded in Tianjin, and she didn't know who had given him the ticket, but she didn't ask. She just nodded obediently.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The fine cracks on Ye Li's face had all healed, and his skin was smooth and new, which made his handsome appearance and otherworldly temperament even more striking.

Pei Taoyu looked at her senior who had recovered completely, her heart stirred slightly, but she just silently followed by his side.

The venue for the Tianjin Grand Competition is a training ground located in the center of Tianjin, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The enormous dome gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and the interior space was breathtakingly vast.

The moment the two stepped inside, a deafening roar assaulted their senses.

Tens of thousands of people gathered here, creating a bustling atmosphere, like a boiling ocean.

The enormous circular grandstands are stacked one on top of another, surrounding dozens of huge arenas in the center, separated by energy light curtains.

At this moment, some martial artists were already warming up or engaging in small-scale sparring on some of the arenas. The wind howled and the sound of explosions was deafening, drawing cheers from the crowd. This was Pei Taoyu's first time being at such a grand martial arts gathering.

Following Ye Li, she couldn't help but be infected by the pure and enthusiastic atmosphere, a hint of surprise and longing flashing in her usually cool eyes. Feeling the lively crowd around her, she subconsciously moved closer to Ye Li.

"Manager Ye! Over here! Over here!"

A clear, crisp voice pierced through the noisy crowd, reaching out precisely.

Pei Taoyu looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, slender girl in a close-fitting outfit weaving through the crowd like a swimming fish, heading towards them. "Isn't this the girl who almost bumped into me the other day?"

Pei Taoyu recalled their brush with each other two days ago, when Ye Li referred to her as a customer.

Before she could think much of it, she saw the woman walk quickly forward.

Le Yao had a clear goal and went straight for Ye Li. She ran up to him, unabashedly stretched out her hands, and naturally took Ye Li's arm, almost pressing half of her body against him.

"I knew you'd come today. I've introduced you to so many new customers these past few days. How are you going to thank me?"

Le Yao's actions were intimate and natural, but she felt somewhat insecure, worried that Ye Li would push her away.

Ye Li said calmly, "I'll give you 100 Qi and Blood Points back for every person you introduce. Don't be ungrateful for what you've gained."

Le Yao curled her lips, expressing her dissatisfaction with Ye Li's coldness.

But the intimate actions of the two, when seen by Pei Taoyu, shocked her.

For some reason, she found Le Yao's hands, linked with Ye Li's arm, incredibly irritating, and even her radiant smile seemed particularly offensive. Senior... Senior is my benefactor... It's me...

The thought flashed through Pei Taoyu's mind, but it was immediately overwhelmed by an inexplicable emotion.

She never imagined that she would experience such intense emotional fluctuations besides revenge.

Besides excitement, a hint of murderous intent even quietly rose in his heart.

"My family is gone, all I have left is my senior, why are you still trying to take him from me!"

Pei Taoyu's eyes reddened slightly, but she quickly regained her composure, as if nothing had happened.

"By the way, who is this?"

Shen Leyao looked at Pei Taoyu, whose expression remained calm, with some curiosity.

Somewhat surprised by the girl's appearance, Ye Li carefully sensed her qi and blood, discovering she was also at the Dark Force cultivation level, and a sense of vigilance inexplicably rose in his heart. "One of my juniors is named Pei Taoyu," Ye Li introduced with a smile, a description that made Pei Taoyu feel a little bittersweet.

Before today, the girl would not have felt uncomfortable if Ye Li had said this.

But it was only when Yu Leyao addressed him in this way that he realized the vast chasm that lay between them as juniors.

"No wonder you said you wanted two tickets yesterday."

Shen Leyao suddenly realized, and smiled as she waved slightly to Pei Taoyu:

"Hello Taoyu, nice to meet you. We're the same age, you can just call me Leyao."

Pei Taoyu forced a smile and gently shook hands with the other person's outstretched hand. In that instant of contact, she could vaguely sense the hint of hostility in the other person's eyes.

"You're just a weakling at the Inner Strength level. With my talent, after I break through to the Transformation Strength level, you won't even be worthy of seeing my shadow!" Looking at the woman clinging to Ye Li's right arm, refusing to let go, Pei Taoyu felt a chill run through her, but a smile graced her face as she said:

"Sister Le, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Ye Li watched the two women's enthusiastic conversation thoughtfully, but didn't bother to intervene, instead focusing his perception on the entire arena. After these two days of development, the number of Qi and Blood he had cultivated had reached tens of thousands.

In his perception, among the tens of thousands of people in this huge venue, there were at least several hundred disciples who possessed their own visualization techniques.

In one corner, Yang Guicang looked at his disciple, whose qi and blood flowed like a sea, and his expression twitched slightly.

"Dark...Dark Force peak?"

Thinking of Lu Zhixing, who had only recently reached the peak of the Ming Jin realm.

At this moment, the opponent's qi and blood increased six or seven hundred times, exceeding the limit of internal strength, making him feel an unprecedented sense of absurdity.

Thinking of this, with a hint of disbelief, he looked at Lu Zhixing and said:

"Zhixing, have you already reached the hidden strength stage?"

Lu Zhixing lowered his head and said sincerely, "Yes, Master, I have successfully produced a sound and stepped into the realm of Dark Force!"

After lending out his vital energy, he used that terrifying energy to nourish his brain, successfully breaking through the 10% brain energy bottleneck of Dark Strength within four days. Upon hearing that Lu Zhixing had reached Dark Strength, the other core disciples who had followed him stared at him in astonishment. "Good!" Yang Guicang suppressed the turmoil in his heart, his expression turning serious.

"Give me a punch! Let your master see!"

"Yes, Master!"

Lu Zhixing accepted the order, took a deep breath, straightened his back, and assumed a fighting stance.

His eyes narrowed, and his blood and qi surged instantly, converging in his right fist. He then unleashed a powerful punch into the open space in front of him!

Boom! ...

A thunderous explosion suddenly erupted!

A visible white shock wave formed in the atmosphere ahead, spreading violently in a fan shape!

Wherever the fist passed, the air was compressed to the extreme, forming a clear and distorted trajectory!

Sonic boom! ! !

This is the most direct sign of entering the realm of hidden strength: a sound that is priceless!

Only when one's qi and blood are abundant to a certain degree, one's power exertion technique reaches a state of perfection, and one's punch speed breaks the sound barrier, can one produce this sound!

Staring at the crystal-clear white trail, all the disciples were stunned.

Looking at Lu Zhixing, who had stepped into the Dark Force realm, Yang Guicang's eyes revealed joy:

"Good, good, good. It seems I misjudged you before. You truly have the physique of accumulating strength before unleashing it! It seems our Tianmen Martial Arts School is about to produce a true dragon." Of course, he could see that his disciple had not used his full strength, yet his blood and energy were in no way inferior to those at the peak of the Dark Force realm.

How long does it take for an ordinary person to reach the peak of internal strength? Even a genius who is one in ten thousand would need to endure hardship until the age of 30 to reach that level.

So he exclaimed excitedly:

"With your current vitality, you're sure to win first place in this Tianjin Grand Competition... right?"

Yang Guicang, who was halfway through his speech, suddenly became dazed and turned his head away indifferently.

As soon as Lu Zhixing's fist exploded with a sonic boom, martial artists from other martial arts schools all gathered around.

In the old man's perception of transforming internal energy, there were quite a few young faces among those who had gathered around, their vitality in no way inferior to Lu Zhixing's. After sensing something was wrong, he frantically expanded his perception of transforming internal energy outwards.

Peak of internal energy... Peak of internal energy... Peak of internal energy...

There were at least a hundred young people around eighteen or nineteen years old who looked and were similar to Lu Zhixing, and who also possessed the Qi and blood of the peak of Dark Force.

"When... did peak-level internal energy cultivators become so readily available?"

Yang Guicang was shocked, feeling that his cognition had been reconstructed.

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