Martial Arts Overlord!

"Martial God's Powerful Kick?"

Lu Jin's lips curled up. Just hearing this name made him seem extraordinary, and today his strength would improve again.

That greatly increased his chances of survival.

A short while later, He Yulong finished explaining the method of channeling energy in the Heart-Shattering Palm and was about to have Lu Jin try out the starting stance to get a feel for it when he saw Lu Jin's right hand already raised.

The five fingers are slightly bent, the palm is concave, and a faint, almost invisible golden luster appears on the knuckles.

It wasn't the dazzling brilliance of dragon scales, but a more restrained and somber light, like a force compressed into the palm of your hand, ready to burst forth from your pores at any moment.

Lu Jin slapped the alloy mannequin in front of him, but the mannequin didn't move at all, not even a slight tremor.

But when He Yulong walked to the back of the target plate, he saw a spiderweb-like crack spreading outwards from the center of the palm print, with the crack penetrating nearly ten centimeters into the alloy.

Heart-Shattering Palm Technique, beginner level!

"Hiss! Xiao Lu, you..."

He Yulong took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. He then took a long spear from the weapon rack and began to explain the essentials of the True Dragon Probing the Sea Spear.

The core of this marksmanship lies not in thrusting, but in entangling!

The moment the spear tip points out, the spear shaft should meander and spiral like a dragon entering the sea, the force not bursting out in a straight line, but spiraling forward.

With a thrust of the spear, the spear's momentum transformed into a golden dragon shape, coiling and entwining, completely blocking all of the opponent's escape routes.

Lu Jin closed his eyes, took out the Dao-Merging Spear, reviewed the key points He Yulong had just explained in his mind, then opened his eyes and thrust out the spear.

Then he opened his eyes and thrust out with his spear.

The tip of the gun traced an arc in the air, with a strange spiral trajectory.

A golden dragon-shaped phantom emerged from the spear. It wasn't the Dragon God Sky-Piercing Spear that charged straight ahead, but rather a golden dragon that meandered and coiled around the man in the stake three times before suddenly tightening its grip.

Another alloy post developed spiral indentations, several centimeters deep.

True Dragon Sea-Searching Spear, Beginner's Guide!

"Xiao Lu, you've shocked me more these past two days than I've ever seen in my entire life."

He Yulong stood to the side, his lips twitching slightly.

Although he had been amazed by Lu Jin's talent several times, seeing this scene of "getting the basics right after just one explanation" still made him feel that his Dao heart was creaking under the weight of the burden.

He still felt that his Dao heart was creaking under the weight of the burden.

He then waved his hand, letting Lu Jin familiarize himself with the two new martial arts techniques, before turning and walking to the window, deciding to look at the scenery for a while to calm his mind.

Lu Jin paid no attention to He Yulong's complicated feelings.

He opened the Extreme Modifier, and the numbers on the panel had been updated.

【Heart-Shattering Palm: Beginner】

【True Dragon Sea-Searching Spear: Beginner】

Attack: 414.2 → 469.7

Speed: 374.3 → 403.6

[Defense: 362.8→396.8]

[Stamina: 368.1→405.3]

[Spirit: 145.3→151.7]

[Willpower: 148.0 → 154.3]

All attributes steadily increased again, and spirit and willpower also firmly stood above 150.

Lu Jin looked at the numbers on the panel and nodded in satisfaction.

Heart-Shattering Palm and True Dragon Probing the Sea Spear are just beginner-level skills. Once you reach perfection or even break through the limits, your attributes will experience an even greater leap.

However, now is not the time to continue refining these two martial arts.

His gaze shifted to the black wooden box on the coffee table, and then he entered his private meditation room.

Open the box, and inside lies a painting.

The scroll was dark black, made of neither paper nor silk, and felt cold to the touch, like a thin sheet of some kind of jade.

Lu Jin unfurled the scroll in front of him, and the moment the image was fully revealed, his pupils contracted slightly.

There is only one person in the painting. A man standing with his back to the picture, his figure is so tall that it is almost unreal, with broad shoulders and a straight back like a spear.

He stood barefoot on a desolate land, the earth cracked beneath his feet, and in the distance, a continuous black mountain range.

Lu Jin stared at the back of the figure for less than three seconds before feeling an indescribable sense of oppression emanating from the painting, as if the man might turn around at any moment.

"I wonder if my attributes can withstand the impact of mental power!"

He took a deep breath and immersed himself completely in the painting.

In an instant, the scene before my eyes changed.

It was no longer a meditation room and a painting, but a truly desolate land.

The cracked earth stretched to the horizon, black mountains stood silently in the distance, and the sky was a heavy, iron-gray, pressing low.

The man was standing less than ten meters in front of him, still with his back to him.

then!

The man raised his right leg.

The movements were slow, so slow that Lu Jin could see every subtle change: the weight shifted to the left foot, the right leg lifted off the ground, the knee bent, the calf folded, the ankle turned inward—all as clear as a picture disassembled into countless frames.

The man remained in that position, motionless.

Lu Jin stared at the figure's back, at the right leg dangling in mid-air, and began to try to imitate it.

But as soon as he lifted his leg, he felt a terrifying resistance, not from the outside, but from his own body.

The muscles were trembling, and the bones were issuing warnings that they could not withstand the strain.

My spirit and will felt as if they were being gripped and squeezed by an invisible hand, making each breath heavy and difficult.

The difficulty of King-level martial arts is indeed incomparable to that of Heaven-level martial arts.

Heaven-level martial arts test comprehension and physical strength, while King-level martial arts test spirit and willpower even more.

His mental and willpower attributes have exceeded 150, far surpassing other martial artists of the same level, but he still finds it difficult to visualize this painting.

"Interesting! Continue!"

Lu Jin gritted his teeth, keeping his leg raised, his eyes fixed on the back of the man in the painting.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes.

Sweat dripped from his forehead onto the floor, spreading into a small, dark stain.

At this moment, Lu Jin's spirit was like a bowstring stretched to its limit, emitting a faint tremor.

The numbers on the panel started to jump.

【Martial God's Powerful Kick: Not Yet a Beginner (23%)】

【Martial God's Powerful Kick: Not Yet a Beginner (41%)】

【Martial God's Powerful Kick: Not Yet a Beginner (57%)】

Lu Jin suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily, his training clothes soaked with sweat.

"Whew, this is unusually difficult, but for me, there are no difficult martial arts!"

He glanced down at the number "57%" on the panel and forced a tired smile.

King-level martial arts are indeed difficult. It took me so long to push it to 57%, and the mental and physical exertion far exceeded my expectations.

But compared to the threshold that ordinary martial artists can barely visualize when they reach the Spirit Nourishing Realm, he has already pushed the progress more than halfway with the strength of the Bone Forging Realm, which is terrifying enough.

After resting for a while, he closed his eyes again, his mind immersing himself in the painting.

The man was still standing there, his right leg still dangling in mid-air. Lu Jin continued to imitate and adjust, searching for the most precise angle under the dual pressure of mind and will.

Time passed slowly, and just as Lu Jin was meditating and cultivating, outside the Tianlong Martial Arts Hall.

Sitting in his car, Han Chong, the mayor of Pingshui City, was subtly drawn to a graceful woman driving a sports car outside, which made him raise an eyebrow.

"That woman who just passed by seems to be Gao Zilu, the only daughter of the chairman of Qiangsheng Group?"

The secretary, while driving, thought for a second and nodded: "Yes, Mayor, it looks like she's heading to Tianlong Martial Arts School."

"After last night's announcement, Lu's information is probably on many people's desks. Moreover, Lu is young, exceptionally talented, and still single."

"Many people have considered it."

"If I were a woman, I would also think about getting to know him. After all, a genius like him who is still single is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Upon hearing this, Han Chong's eyes lit up, and he lightly tapped the leather sofa seat with his fingers.

What you said makes sense.

...

Meanwhile, in Lu Jin's private training room, after an unknown amount of time, Lu Jin's right leg suddenly trembled slightly.

His right leg, suspended in mid-air, and the right leg of the man in the painting, at a certain moment, reached the same angle.

At that moment, he felt a violent, almost out-of-control force travel down his spine, through his waist and hips, into his thighs, down his calves, and finally explode at the soles of his feet.

A low, explosive sound erupted in the meditation room.

Lu Jin opened his eyes, and a huge golden "武" (martial) character appeared on his right leg.

That's a martial arts anomaly!

Every stroke of the character "武" (Wu) seems to be formed from the purest power, with pale golden flames burning at the edges of the strokes, making his entire right leg look like a divine weapon that has just been drawn from its sheath.

"Bang!"

A deafening explosion resounded!

Lu Jin kicked out with his right leg, slamming it into the bronze statue that weighed several tons in front of him.

Instead of flying backward, the bronze statue collapsed inward from the spot where it was kicked, like a soda can being crushed by a giant.

Then, starting from the collapsed area, dense cracks spread outwards, covering the entire torso of the bronze statue.

Whoosh—!

In an instant, the bronze statue shattered on the ground.

"not bad!"

Lu Jin retracted his right leg, looked down at the bronze figure fragments scattered on the ground, and slowly smiled.

This is a King-level martial art!

He's only at the beginner level now; his power is compressed within his body and can only be unleashed through close-range kicks.

Once one's cultivation level increases and one is able to project one's energy outwards, the power of the Martial God's Strong Kick will no longer be limited to the area touched by the legs and feet.

The energy transformed into a giant "武" (Wu) character that burst forth from the sky. It could not only forcibly pull away opponents from afar, but it was also possible to shatter a mountain peak with a single kick from a distance.

The panel of the Extreme Modifier pops up automatically.

【Martial God's Powerful Kick: Beginner (1%)】

Attack: 469.7 → 516.3

Speed: 403.6 → 456.8

[Defense: 396.8→442.1]

[Stamina: 405.3→447.6]

[Spirit: 151.7→159.3]

[Willpower: 154.3 → 162.4]

"Another boost in strength! Five newly learned martial arts techniques—I'll have something to do from now on!"

The attribute boost from starting a King-level martial art is a level higher than that from starting a Heaven-level martial art.

Lu Jin clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within his body.

Today was another day of significant improvement in my strength.

Just then, the phone rang.

Chen Wei's phone number.

"Brother Lu Jin!" Chen Wei's voice came through the receiver, trembling with a mix of excitement and nervousness. "Someone's looking for you! Someone's looking for you again!"

Lu Jin raised an eyebrow.

He became an honorary squad leader at the police station and a member of the martial arts association precisely to avoid these troubles.

Why is someone disturbing his martial arts practice?

"Who?"

"A beautiful woman!" Chen Wei's voice was low, as if he were covering the microphone with his hand. "She said her name was Gao Zilu, and she's the daughter of the chairman of some powerful group. I said you're cultivating and it's inconvenient for you to receive guests, but she said it wasn't urgent and she could wait. I said it might take a long time, but she said it was okay. She brought a book with her. Brother Lu Jin, she really took a book out of her bag and sat down in the lobby to read! I observed her; she wasn't just pretending, she was genuinely reading!"

"She said she's your fan!"

Lu Jin remained silent for a moment.

He had heard of Qiangsheng Group; it was one of the largest commercial groups in Pingshui City, with a wide range of businesses.

Are these princess-level figures his fans?

Are you kidding me?

Lu Jin's pupils lit up as he fell into deep thought.

"I'll be right down."

He put away his phone, returned the visualization scroll to its wooden box, and left the meditation room.

Zhao Wen's cultivation room door was still closed, and deep, rumbling sounds of air being cut could be heard from inside, indicating that he was at a crucial stage of his cultivation.

Lu Jin did not disturb him and went straight to He Yulong's office.

He Yulong was sitting behind his desk flipping through a document when he saw Lu Jin come in. He looked up and asked, "What's wrong? Having trouble with your visualization? King-level martial arts are indeed difficult. When I visualized my first king-level martial art, it took me three whole days just to get the feel for it. You've only been visualizing for a short while, no need to rush."

"Master, visualize the painting returning to you."

He Yulong's words stuck in his throat.

He looked down at the wooden box Lu Jin handed him, then looked up at Lu Jin, his mouth opening and closing, then opening again.

His fingers trembled slightly as he took the wooden box, opened it to confirm that the scroll was intact, and then looked at Lu Jin again.

"Little Lu, a King-level martial art... and you've mastered it in such a short time?"

"Just a little bit, not much," Lu Jin said calmly. "But visualizing the scroll is indeed useless."

He Yulong loosened his grip, and the wooden box fell onto the desk with a thud.

At that moment, his chin really slammed down, and he looked like a statue that had been suddenly petrified, with only his lips moving incessantly.

He had lived for over forty years and taught apprentices for over a decade, and he believed he had seen many geniuses.

However, for a King-level martial art, reaching the Bone Forging Realm takes several hours.

The combination of these three words was completely beyond his comprehension.

The provincial academy said, "This boy's talent deserves an exception," which they felt was already a great honor for Lu Jin. Now it seems the provincial academy was too conservative.

Lu Jin didn't notice He Yulong's expression; he had already turned and walked towards the elevator.

He Yulong sat behind his desk, watching Lu Jin's figure disappear into the elevator. He then looked down at the visualization scroll on the desk and looked up at the direction of the elevator.

He remained silent for a long time, then picked up his phone and dialed the provincial museum's number.

"Feed? I am He Yulong from the Pingshui City Inner City Branch. I need to add some information to the previous report about that student named Lu Jin."

He took a deep breath.

"I think his talent rating should be raised by two levels."

"Yulong, this is impossible. I already helped you adjust Lu Jin's rating to Grade A, Rank 2 last night. If I adjust it any further, it will only be Grade A, Rank 1."

"You know, although Lu Jin is talented, there are students in the whole province who are more talented than him."

"You know what kind of treatment a first-class rank is; there are only ten such positions available."

"Lu Jin, it's impossible. Don't mention this again. Otherwise, if that person finds out, they'll definitely think you're too ambitious. Whether you stay in Pingshui to try and become the president of the Martial Arts Association or are transferred to the provincial capital, it will all be impossible!"

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