parentshiftbook Chapter 110 Bulleting the Void
Chapter 110 Bulleting the Void
Seeing Lu Lin's posture.
Huang Mao's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that I can't withstand Lu Lin's punch?
Avoid?
No!
He himself said he wanted Lu Lin to throw a punch to test his strength, so what's the point of him dodging now?
Then... add more qi and blood defense to the chest area.
Huang Mao secretly concentrated 80% of his vital energy in his chest.
They even went so far as to claim that it was to better test Lu Lin's strength.
boom!
Lu Lin struck Huang Mao's chest like a shooting star.
Yellow Hair retreated three zhang before barely managing to stop himself.
That's incredible!
Huang Mao felt that more than 90% of the blood and qi in his chest had been scattered by Lu Lin's punch, and only a thin wisp was left to endanger his body.
Besides his qi and blood attacks, Lu Lin's punching power is also extremely astonishing.
If Huang Mao's internal organs hadn't undergone five rounds of tempering, he would probably be vomiting blood by now.
"Cough cough."
Huang Mao coughed and walked over calmly to pat Lu Lin on the shoulder.
"Not bad, Lu Lin. Although you are only at the first level of the Refining Realm, your combat power is no less than that of martial artists at the second or even third level."
"How about this, I'll find some challenging missions later, and we can complete them together. That way, you'll not only be able to clear the game easily, but you'll also earn a considerable amount of points."
"Hey blondie, I'm not a full member, can I still get points?"
"Of course, the Three Swords Pavilion has a clear system of rewards and punishments. Unless you don't want to join, no one will take away your points."
"Alright, I'll stop here for now. I still need to prepare for the celebration banquet later."
The blond-haired man turned and left.
After Lu Lin returned last night, he had already introduced Huang Mao to the gang members. Originally, he wanted to hand over the gang leadership directly to Huang Mao.
But Huang Mao said he wasn't interested; he'd just be a deputy gang leader to satisfy his craving.
Back in his room, Lu Lin finally calmed down.
The blond guy is alright, but he's a bit too noisy.
When he came back last night, he kept pulling Lu Lin aside to plan how to build and develop the Qingshui Gang, as if it were his own business.
Now, Lu Lin finally has time to study the Flicking Finger technique he obtained at the Hidden Gold Temple.
Considering that it requires 1,000 proficiency points to advance to the minor mastery level, this "Flick of the Finger" technique is by no means weak.
However, after careful study, Lu Lin could not find out exactly what made the Flicking Finger so powerful.
Lu Lin spent the entire day focusing on the "Finger Flick" technique.
The more you study it, the more you realize how complex the "flick of the finger" technique is.
Generally, at the level of the five internal organs, the external release of qi and blood is limited to one's own weapon, increasing speed and lethality.
Few people can truly maintain a balanced and comprehensive balance of Qi and blood.
Li Songtao, the headmaster of Mozhu Academy, had previously shown off his skills to Lu Lin, much to Lu Lin's surprise.
But right now, the Flick of the Finger is even more powerful.
The "Flick of the Finger" technique, simply put, involves extending a wisp of vital energy to attack the opponent.
Logically speaking, the farther away the opponent is, the weaker this attack will be.
However, by flicking the finger, one can weave one's own vital energy in a braided manner, making it difficult for the vital energy to dissipate and greatly preserving the core of truly lethal vital energy.
It's somewhat like a rocket launcher, with a ring of energy around the outside that provides fuel to increase speed while reducing the rate at which the internal energy dissipates.
The internal Qi and blood, like a satellite, are always in a protected state until the external Qi and blood are exhausted, or when attacking an opponent, they will be released.
Of course, the power of the Flick of the Finger is not limited to this.
There's an even more profound point: the qi and blood ejected from the body can be controlled by Lu Lin.
This is incredible; it's like the bullets can be controlled by the shooter, so no matter how the enemy tries to dodge, they can't escape.
No wonder the fat monk hid this technique; it's practically a top-tier (T0) ranged attack skill for martial artists.
In addition, the "flicking finger" technique has a side effect.
It's mentally taxing.
Or rather, it consumes divine power.
Because the user needs to attach a trace of mental energy to control each time they release their Qi and blood, it will naturally consume their mental energy.
As for how much is consumed, it depends on the strength of the user's spiritual power and their mastery of martial arts techniques.
"If it requires mental exertion, then a large number of Spirit Evolution Stones will be needed."
"Moreover, the Flicking Finger technique involves controlling one's qi and blood with one's mind. Do other advanced martial arts techniques also have similar requirements?"
"Therefore, the true purpose of the Divine Stone is not to help those martial artists who cultivate skin, flesh, and bones advance to the Refining stage; its true purpose lies here."
In this way, Lu Lin could understand why the Spirit Monkey Guard took away the Academy's Divine Stone Mine as soon as they arrived in Qinbei Prefecture.
"However, this side effect can be avoided. In the early stages of my cultivation, I was able to use only my Qi and blood without attaching them to my mind."
"Once we find a sustainable source of Divine Stones, we will then cultivate methods for controlling our minds."
To master the basics of the Flicking Finger technique, one needs to condense three strands of Qi and blood into one thread, with the two strands on the left and right surrounding the one in the middle.
The first step is for the Qi and blood to condense into threads.
Lu Lin could do this with ease.
The second step is to simultaneously condense three strands of qi and blood, two long and one short.
At this point, Lu Lin found it a little difficult to control, but he still managed to complete it with difficulty.
The third step is weaving. The two long strands of qi and blood are spirally wrapped around the short strand of qi and blood.
This allows for the complete encapsulation of the core blood vessels.
Lu Lin encountered great difficulties in this step.
Either the flow of Qi and blood fails, or the core Qi and blood collapses.
Practice, keep practicing.
After a whole morning, Lu Lin had barely managed to create a single strand of qi and blood that met the minimum standard.
At this moment, Lu Lin no longer had the strength to shoot out his blood and qi threads. With a relaxation of his mind, his blood and qi dissipated into the air.
"It's too hard, too hard."
The morning's practice left Lu Lin more exhausted than the continuous battles.
Both my body and mind were completely exhausted.
Lu Lin simply lay down on the bed and fell asleep in no time.
When I woke up again, it was already dark; it was already evening.
Lu Lin got up.
Although I still feel a bit tired, I feel much better than at noon.
"Boss, boss, Vice Boss Huang has killed someone!"
"Um?"
Lu Lin was stunned for a moment, then quickly opened the door. "What happened? Who did Brother Yellow Hair kill?"
"Monks, so many monks."
The gang member who came to deliver the message breathed a sigh of relief before explaining the situation to Lu Lin.
After leaving home in the morning, Huang Mao was very happy and excited, leading his gang members to prepare for the victory celebration banquet.
But for some reason, he ran into a group of monks and they immediately got into an argument.
Those monks weren't exactly respectable people either; they weren't very skilled in martial arts. After being slapped a few times by the blond-haired guy, they switched to spraying.
He cursed Huang Mao from childhood to adulthood, inside and out.
Huang Mao didn't argue with them. He figured if they cursed at him, he'd slap them across the face.
After a while, the monks all looked like pigs with their heads turned upside down, and they said they had to go back and call for help.