Observing Wanfa from the martial arts school servants

Chapter 143 Beast Pattern Lock

The battle between the two attracted the attention of Elders Quan Xin and Quan Zhan.

They sat in the attic watching the battle, showing no signs of fatigue or worry after the great battle with the Xuanmen.

Just as Quan Shanyue was about to unleash his Golden Wings Technique, he heard faint whispers from the sidelines of the training ground.

"Evenly matched?"

"Brother Shan is the strongest among the younger generation of the Quan family, yet he fought to a draw with a retainer from another clan?"

"Lin Mu's strength should not be underestimated."

"I remember last time I came here I was still at the Transformation Realm, which, judging by the time, is at most the early stage of Core Formation."

"Could it be that Brother Shan held back?"

"Possibly."

Quan Shanyue clenched his fists, his eyes hardening, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, then shook his arms.

The golden-winged phoenix pattern did not continue to spread upwards, but instead flowed back from the shoulder blades, down the spine, and condensed into a golden pattern at the lumbar vertebrae.

The texture is much coarser than before, and there are many more fine lines, such as the animal pattern on the lumbar spine with a few more small golden blood vessels.

On the viewing platform, Quan Zhan remained expressionless, but the fingers behind his back twitched slightly.

Elder Quanxin paused for a moment, stroking his beard, and frowned slightly: "Shanyue, that child, is still too arrogant."

"There's still a lot of training to go," Quan Zhan echoed.

At the edge of the training ground, the eyes of the younger generation of the Quan family lit up instantly.

"Brother Shan has actually unlocked the first beast-pattern lock?"

"I remember the first beast-patterned lock could increase speed by nearly 30%."

"As expected, Brother Shan held back."

"Otherwise, we would have already won over Lin Mu."

Listening to their discussion, Quan Shanyue closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then suddenly opened them.

The golden patterns at the lumbar vertebrae climbed upwards along the spine, and the golden-winged phoenix pattern lit up again wherever it passed.

The color of the pattern is no longer a light gold, but a deeper, brighter gold.

At the same instant, the pair of golden wings on his back suddenly unfolded, their wingspan doubling in size.

The number of golden air blades on the wingtips increased from a few to more than a dozen, each gleaming with a cold, sharp light in the morning light.

The first layer of beast-patterned lock has been unlocked.

But at the same time, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

The backlash from forcibly unlocking the beast-patterned lock was spreading through my meridians, like a fire burning upwards from my lumbar spine.

He raised his eyes again, looked at Lin Mu, then took a step forward and stomped down, transforming into a golden pillar of light whose outline was almost indistinguishable.

The speed is indeed 30%.

The young men standing by the training ground whispered in unison.

"As expected, they unlocked the beast-patterned lock."

Quan Youqing yelled at the top of his lungs, "Brother Shan, take him down with one punch!"

Elder Quan Xin's gaze fell on the throbbing vein on Quan Shanyue's forehead, and he sighed again.

Quan Shanyue unleashed a series of golden wing flashes followed by golden wing slashes, while Lin Mu struggled to stay afloat amidst the golden fist shadows.

The Insight Technique broke down each of Quan Shanyue's punches into a very clear trajectory.

He saw clearly.

But seeing clearly is one thing, avoiding it is another.

Kwon San-gak was too fast.

The moment the Insight Technique caught the trajectory, the Golden Wing Slash was already upon them.

He dodged the first punch by sidestepping it, the second punch grazed his earlobe, and the third punch landed solidly on his blocking arms.

The muffled thud was like the beating of a drum, and Lin Mu was so shocked that he staggered back several steps, leaving several white marks on the blue bricks with his heels.

The energy in his arm trembled violently under the repeated impacts, and his tiger's mouth felt numb in waves.

Quan Shanyue's offensive was like a storm, with golden fist shadows pouring down from all directions.

Lin Mu dodged and weaved amidst the shadows of fists, but the speed difference was undeniable.

He had to use all his strength to dodge each punch, and Quan Shanyue's next punch always landed in the gap between when his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated.

I got punched in the left shoulder.

His ribs were grazed by the blade of the Golden Wing Slash, and his clothes were torn open.

He was hit in the back by a whip kick and staggered forward several steps.

If it weren't for his insightful abilities, he would have been defeated long ago.

Discussions arose again at the edge of the training ground.

"Brother Shanyue is safe; he was just not taking it seriously earlier."

Quan Youqing raised his chin and looked around: "See that? This is the strength of the younger generation of leaders in the Quan family."

"No matter how powerful the non-family retainers are, can they compare to the beast-patterned beasts of our Quan family?"

Lin Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and retreated continuously amidst the shadows of fists.

While the ability to perceive is powerful, it still has weaknesses.

They fear absolute speed and absolute power.

If the speed is fast enough, even knowing the trajectory of the next move will be of no use.

If the force is strong enough, a single punch will send you flying.

After Quan Shanyue unlocked the first layer of beast pattern lock, his speed had already exceeded the reaction limit of the Insight Technique.

But what about power?

He decided to give it a try.

Quan Shanyue threw another punch, the golden fist leaving a trail of golden shadows in the morning light.

Lin Mu used his Insight Technique to determine the opponent's attack trajectory, lowered his waist, gathered his strength, and threw a punch.

The mist in his dantian suddenly accelerated, and the golden energy of his fist exploded from his fist.

The two fists collided head-on.

A muffled explosion rang out in the training ground, and the shockwave spread outwards from the two people, causing the spectators around to sway.

Lin Mu took a half step back.

Quan Shanyue, however, took a step back.

The blue bricks beneath their feet shattered simultaneously, sending debris flying everywhere.

Lin Mu looked down at his fist.

A faint white mark appeared on the bone fragment of Shattered Mountains and Rivers, and the tiger's mouth felt slightly numb.

Quan Shanyue's eyes changed.

He used all his strength in that punch just now.

Lin Mu not only caught it, but the force of the rebound even slightly overwhelmed him.

Lin Mu lunged forward, unleashing the explosive power of his Mountain-Crushing Fist from his waist and hips, aiming straight for Quan Shanyue's chest.

Quan Shanyue sidestepped to block, his fist colliding with his forearm, producing another dull metallic clang.

The two exchanged blows in the center of the arena, their punches landing with a resounding thud that made the flags on the sidelines flutter wildly.

Quan Shanyue's speed remained fast, and golden fist shadows poured down like a storm.

However, Lin Mu could also find opportunities to exchange injuries for punches, using his Insight Technique to predict Quan Shanyue's punches, avoiding vital points and then taking the blows with his body while simultaneously launching a counterattack.

Quan Shanyue punched him in the left shoulder, and his Mountain-Crushing Fist struck Quan Shanyue in the right rib.

Quan Shanyue swept his leg across his lower back, and his whip kick struck Quan Shanyue's knee.

With each exchange of punches, Lin Mu's power surpassed Quan Shanyue's.

However, the younger generation of the Quan family did not notice anything amiss.

They only saw Quan Shanyue's fist shadows getting faster and denser, and Lin Mu's body bearing more and more wounds and his clothes becoming more and more torn.

Quan Youqing shouted the loudest: "Two more punches! He won't be able to take it!"

Quan Xiaodie also shouted, "Brother Shanyue, give it your all!"

On the viewing platform, Elder Quanxin gently stroked his beard and said, "That's about enough."

Quan Zhan unleashed a golden wing slash, and golden energy formed a curtain, directly separating Quan Shanyue and Lin Mu.

Lin Mu withdrew his fist.

Quan Shanyue also breathed a sigh of relief.

His hand, hidden behind his back, was trembling slightly with his knuckles inside his sleeve.

Blood from the tiger's mouth dripped down the fingers, staining the blue bricks and forming a hidden red flower.