Fire Dance Whirlwind

"Dong, congratulations to the host for obtaining a mid-grade Sixth-grade martial art—Fire Dance Whirlwind.

First layer of Fire Dance Whirlwind—Five Fireball Technique: Spread the five fingers of one hand, consume Yuan Power, and condense five fireballs with a diameter of twenty-five centimeters to attack the area ahead.

Second layer—Flame Vortex: Form the Yin Seal with both hands, consume Yuan Power, and summon a flame vortex with a diameter of one meter and a height of three meters at any designated point within ten meters of yourself. The flame vortex lasts for five seconds and continuously damages anything that touches it.

Third layer—Jetting Flames: Form both hands into a Turtle Style Ki Blast stance, condense Yuan Power in your palms, and release a flame shockwave in a specified direction. The more Yuan Power consumed, the greater the shockwave's power and the farther it can travel."

"Good grief, it even says 'form both hands into a Turtle Style Ki Blast stance'—not even trying to hide it, huh? You just reskinned Angela's skill and tacked on a pointless hand seal condition, didn't you?"

Complaints aside, Lin Changqiang was actually quite satisfied. After all, this martial art was definitely both offensive and defensive.

When fighting someone, why not just drop a Flame Vortex at their feet without a word, then keep spamming "Morning Peacock"? Wouldn't that be perfect? As for attrition, aside from Lin Dong, who'd later obtain the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, probably no one could outlast him with his Holy Light Protection.

Over the next month or so, Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong returned to their pre-Clan Competition training routine. Every day, they either exchanged insights on martial arts or sparred in real combat. With the system's assisted training, Lin Changqiang's mastery of Returning Wind Soft Hand, Mysterious Gate Seal, and Fire Dance Whirlwind all reached one hundred percent within a month.

Unfortunately, with his current Yuan Power, he could only unleash the first layer of Mysterious Gate Seal and Fire Dance Whirlwind. Lin Dong was even worse off—using just the first layer of Mysterious Gate Seal drained most of his Yuan Power, and he couldn't grasp Fire Dance Whirlwind at all.

Of course, it wasn't that Lin Changqiang didn't want to teach Fire Dance Whirlwind to Lin Dong. It was just...

"Want to learn? I can teach you."

"Just do it like this—gather your Yuan Power in your right hand, then suddenly release it. Simple, right?"

"Ah, first do this, then this, and finally that. Got it?"

"Why don't you understand? Am I not explaining clearly enough? You're the worst student I've ever had!"

Every time this happened, Lin Dong would stare back with dead fish eyes, his face expressionless, staring at Lin Changqiang until he felt a bit embarrassed.

Of course, Lin Changqiang knew that with his teaching ability, plus the fact that he himself didn't understand how the Yuan Power gathered in his hand turned into fireballs, only Konohamaru could probably learn this way. After all, not even the Ancestral Stone could let Lin Dong master every martial art just by seeing it once.

Aside from martial arts, both of them had also improved significantly in cultivation. Lin Dong went from just entering Body Tempering Stage Seven to the Eighth Layer of Body Tempering, while Lin Changqiang was getting closer and closer to the Ninth Layer of Body Tempering.

One day, after firing off a few Fireball Techniques and a few Mysterious Gate Seals, Lin Changqiang was lying on the grass taking a nap when Lin Dong suddenly called him awake.

"Changqiang, you're up?"

"Huh? Again already?" Lin Changqiang rubbed his eyes, still half-dazed. "Didn't you just take one hit earlier? Weren't you drained dry? Why are you asking for another round? And even if you come at me a hundred times, you're still no match for me."

"Ahem, ahem!"

"? I know you're still struggling with that move, but you can't be this wiped out after just one shot, right?" Lin Changqiang sat up suspiciously. He remembered that in the original story, when Lin Dong first learned Mysterious Gate Seal, he did feel a bit weak after using it once, but not like this.

"Brother Changqiang, we wanted to ask if you'd like to come with us to the Trade Fair in Qingyang Town..."

A soft voice rang out. At the same time, Lin Changqiang saw Qing Tan standing behind Lin Dong, her face full of awkwardness.

For a moment, the vast forest was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Lin Changqiang stood frozen in place, Lin Dong stared blankly at a nearby giant tree, and only Qing Tan's eyes darted around, her little face flushed bright red, lost in thought.

"Haha, go? Of course I'll go. Why wouldn't I?" Lin Changqiang laughed loudly as he stood up and dashed down the mountain first.

The Trade Fair was located in the North Square of Qingyang Town and had a considerable reputation within a hundred miles. Not only did the people of Qingyang Town like to trade here, but even some nearby villages and even shady bandits often came.

Because of this, the Trade Fair in Qingyang Town had become increasingly mixed. Even the Lei and Xie Families, who were the local powers, didn't dare to monopolize it.

By now, Lin Dong had already used the money from selling the Spirit Liquid from the Ancestral Stone to buy his herbs. He found Lin Changqiang and Qing Tan waiting quietly in front of a magnificent building.

This building was one of the more upscale places in the Trade Fair. The Lei and Xie Families, the Mad Saber Martial Hall, and the Lin Family all had shops inside.

"You finally finished buying!" Lin Changqiang let out a sigh of relief. Heaven knew how he'd gotten through those few minutes. Qing Tan hadn't said a word, but her occasional furtive glances made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Yeah, I finally managed to get what I needed." Lin Dong smiled and raised the wooden box in his hand.

Just as the three of them were about to continue browsing, a familiar figure suddenly burst out of the building's main entrance and ran right up to them.

"Lin Shan?" Lin Changqiang raised an eyebrow.

Not long ago, Lin Hong had brought Lin Shan to apologize, even giving Lin Dong the two Third-grade Spirit Medicines he'd won in the Clan Competition. Lin Dong had been very magnanimous, saying that the past should stay in the past—they were all family. So now, while their relationship wasn't great, it wasn't bad either.

"Qing Tan? Changqiang? Lin Dong?!" Lin Shan's eyes lit up with joy.

Lin Changqiang looked at Lin Shan and noticed that the latter's face was bruised and swollen, as if he'd been beaten badly, looking quite disheveled. He couldn't help but frown.

"It's all Qing Tan's fault for making me forget about this." Lin Changqiang smoothly shifted the blame in his mind. "What happened?"

"Lin Xia got beaten up. Come with me quick—I'll explain on the way!"

With that, Lin Shan charged back into the building. The three of them immediately followed.

"We were just wandering around here when we ran into those bastards from the Xie Family. Whatever Lin Xia wanted to buy, they snatched it. She got so mad she couldn't help shoving Xie Ting, and then a fight broke out..."

Lin Shan clenched his fists, clearly furious.

"Xie Ting is the younger sister of the Xie Family genius Xie Yingying. She's at Body Tempering Stage Seven too, and they outnumbered us, so we couldn't win. In the chaos, that woman even managed to slap Lin Xia. They sent me out to get backup."

"Damn it!"

At this moment, Lin Changqiang's face twisted with rage, and he cursed out loud—a rare occurrence. When he'd read this part in his past life, he'd felt a bit annoyed but hadn't cared too much, quickly getting caught up in watching Lin Dong slap the Xie Family down.

But this time, he was a member of the Lin Family, and Lin Xia was his sister!

"What I can't stand most is seeing my own people bullied—especially the women of my family!"