Martial Arts Across the Heavens: Starting with the Simplified Skills of Laughing Proudly
Chapter 37

Oh No, Oh No, Junior Disciple Brother Has Suffered a Qi Deviation While Practicing!

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"How was it? Did you learn it?"

The moment Yue Buqun asked that question, he felt as though his heart had been clouded by lard.

His youngest disciple was exceptionally gifted; there were some techniques he could learn with a single glance, but that did not mean he could learn every technique with a single glance.

He was merely talented, not some natural law decreed by Heaven itself that he could master any technique after one look.

A technique like the Golden Wild Goose Technique, which no one had managed to master for so many years, still carried its own difficulty.

Yue Buqun had no doubt that his youngest disciple could learn it, but he thought the boy would at least need to study it for several days.

Yet Ji Boying raised his head again, then lowered it as he gave Yue Buqun a smiling face.

"Master, I've learned it."

"You learned it? You learned it again!"

Yue Buqun's mouth fell open in shock. Strange—why did I say "again"?

"Quick, show me."

How could one demonstrate a lightness skill like the Golden Wild Goose Technique immediately after learning it?

Ji Boying could not be bothered to banter with Old Yue and his dawdling anymore. He only wanted to hurry back and raise his proficiency.

Swish, swish, swish!

Grind it like crazy!

Getting every technique to the perfected realm was simply too satisfying.

"Master, watch closely."

Ji Boying smiled, turned around, and took off running.

Taking three steps as two, he dashed out of Sky Lute Gorge in a flash.

"You brat, show me your lightness skill! Why are you running?"

Yue Buqun shouted loudly from behind him.

By the time his voice reached Ji Boying, it had already grown fainter and fainter.

Yue Buqun watched Ji Boying run about with both fists clenched and tucked at his sides, and found it deeply strange.

That was clearly not how the Golden Wild Goose Technique was used.

Yet as he watched Ji Boying's retreating figure grow more distant, he could distinctly feel that the brat's speed had increased considerably.

Could he really have mastered it? Not only mastered this lightness skill, but incorporated it into daily life, so that simply running was the same as using lightness skill?

After muttering to himself for only a moment, Yue Buqun suddenly smacked his forehead.

"Ah, I forgot about that."

He hurriedly shouted toward Ji Boying's back, which had already vanished from sight.

"You brat! Do you want to learn a new internal cultivation method?"

Yue Buqun's voice echoed through the valley, yet Ji Boying's reply did not come for a long while.

Yue Buqun helplessly flicked his sleeve.

"That brat has already run too far. He left so quickly that even my shout reinforced with internal energy didn't reach him. Looks like he really did learn the Golden Wild Goose Technique."

Though Yue Buqun called him "brat" this and "brat" that, looking as though he found the boy objectionable, he was actually bursting with pride inside.

"Hmph! Fine, fine. He will surely come looking for me in a month. He is a genius and has his own ideas, so let him practice according to his own thoughts. I won't disturb him either."

"Hmph! That brat has no fortune, then."

Yue Buqun pursed his lips and touched his chest. He had prepared the Purple Mist Manual early that morning, only to forget to take it out when the moment came.

How could Ji Boying spare a thought for Yue Buqun's little schemes? As he watched the proficiency of his techniques rise without pause, his mood was exceedingly bright.

He swung his arms as he ran freely along Mount Hua's perilous mountain paths.

Now that he had cultivated profound internal energy, exquisite swordsmanship, and a mighty Fist Technique, his stamina had long since become inexhaustible and his body robust. When he ran, he was no longer like in his previous life, exhausted like a dead dog after only a few kilometers.

Even Mount Hua's mountain winds seemed unable to catch him. The whistling wind swept past his ears, only to be left behind by him.

"Proficiency +1"

"Proficiency +1"

"Proficiency +1"

He ran happily along the road. Not only was the Golden Wild Goose Technique gaining proficiency, but with every breath he took, the Mount Hua Internal Cultivation Method was also circulating at high speed.

The Golden Wild Goose Technique had always complemented internal cultivation.

His internal energy and lightness skill were advancing rapidly together, and he felt utterly invigorated.

"Hello, Senior Sister!"

"Oh, it's Junior Disciple Brother. Why are you running so fast? Where are you going?"

"To practice..."

He ran into a senior sister halfway there. Before he could even finish greeting her, Ji Boying's voice had already drifted away into the distance.

There were also several senior brothers nearby who had found quiet spots to practice, training until they were drenched in sweat.

Hearing the commotion and watching Ji Boying's rapidly receding back, they all ground their teeth.

"It'd be one thing if he were just gifted, but he's also so diligent! It'd be one thing if he were merely diligent, but now he even has to run that fast on his way to practice!"

"Is he that afraid we'll catch up to him?!"

"Does he have to work this hard? He's practically driving us to death!"

The handful of senior brothers wept bitter tears, unable to tell whether what ran down their faces was sweat or tears.

They could only grit their teeth, move their bodies, and stir the inner force within them.

"Hmph! What's so great about that? It's just practice, isn't it? Train until you drop—if you don't die from it, train like you're trying to! I'll train too!"

"Come on, come on, let's train together! I refuse to believe practicing can tire us to death here! Let's see who dares not practice!"

Liang Fa and the others either practiced swordplay, trained their fists, or cultivated their qi. Their muscles bulged, sweat poured down their bodies, and with gritted teeth, they began training again.

Ji Boying had never imagined his senior brothers had so much drama playing out in their hearts.

All his attention was focused solely on the progress of his cultivation.

Just from running all the way from Sky Lute Gorge to his residence, the Golden Wild Goose Technique had gained more than ten points of proficiency.

Mount Hua Breathing Technique: Mastery (484/600) Golden Wild Goose Technique: Beginner (24/300)

"This Golden Wild Goose Technique truly is extraordinary. It needs three hundred proficiency points even at the Beginner stage."

Ji Boying looked at the panel and sighed inwardly.

But the more proficiency it required, the better. The happier he was—it meant the technique was more powerful.

In any case, when he practiced, all he needed to do was use the simplified method to farm proficiency. There were no bottlenecks, and proficiency was easy to grind.

The Golden Wild Goose Technique required three hundred proficiency points at the Beginner stage. By the time Mount Hua Swordplay had reached three hundred proficiency points, it could already break through to Mastery.

Ji Boying returned to his residence and picked up his longsword again. An idea had already formed in his mind.

The more he thought about it, the more delighted he became, until he laughed aloud.

"Haha! I can practice internal arts just by breathing, practice Lightness Skill by running, and improve my swordsmanship by swinging a sword. Then what if I run while swinging my sword at the same time, Golden Finger? How will you deal with that?"

No sooner said than done.

Ji Boying started running while swinging the sword in his hand. There was no form or technique to it; he simply slashed about wildly.

He ran from his residence to Yuntai Peak, then down from Yuntai Peak and over to Chaoyang Peak.

After circling Chaoyang Peak once, he ran toward Jade Maiden Peak, going back and forth in a dizzying muddle.

After a few such trips, countless senior brothers and sisters saw Ji Boying running while wildly waving his iron sword, looking as though he had gone mad—like a lunatic.

"Oh no, oh no! Junior Disciple Brother has suffered cultivation deviation from practicing! He's gone mad!"

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