Artistic Conception Achieved, a Teenage Grandmaster?
Chapter Sixty-One: Artistic Conception Achieved, a Teenage Grandmaster?
Ever since elevating his fate and obtaining that [True Meaning of the Spirit Ape], many memories and insights into fist techniques had appeared in his mind.
Lin Mo had always been obsessed with martial arts. Now, he found this fervor impossible to restrain. His eyes remained shut for a long while, yet his body moved through the forms held within those memories.
At times, he was like a mad ape in the courtyard, leaping freely between the walls with his eyes closed. He moved across the wooden stakes as though walking on level ground, and could even catch flying mosquitoes lightly using nothing but their breath.
A quarter of an hour...
Half an hour...
Lin Mo still felt no fatigue. As his fist shadows suddenly howled into motion, the mingled gusts of his punches sounded like the wild cries of a spirit ape, as if a true spirit ape had appeared in the small courtyard.
Roar!!!
As Lin Mo gathered his breath and focused his mind, circulating the qi and blood throughout his body before throwing a punch, surging airwaves billowed skyward. Dust rose all around behind him, forming a roaring spirit ape with its fur standing on end.
"Is this Fist Intent?"
Lin Mo abruptly opened his eyes. It was as though lightning flashed from them, before they settled into calm, their sharpness hidden away.
He raised both palms and pressed downward, slowly calming the qi and blood within him. Not a trace of his aura leaked out.
In that instant, the young man's former proud air was gone, replaced by the tranquil reserve of one who had weathered the world for years.
Coupled with his plain blue martial robes, he truly carried the bearing