Yearning for Youthful Recklessness

Before Yi Yun, Young Master Ji Chang's fighting spirit was even stronger; he naturally wanted these as well. "Activate the formation! Level twelve difficulty, what does Your National Scholar, think?"

Young Master Ji Chang looked at Yi Yun, his words respectful, but his eyes held a hint of provocation. The natives of the Great Wilderness were not skilled in martial arts; this pretty boy named Yi Yun could be named National Scholar, perhaps because of his good physique, but so what?

"Okay, level twelve difficulty."

Yi Yun didn't care; this level of difficulty was nothing to him.

A young master from the Jingzhou Young Masters Faction, a sinister smile on his face, pressed the twelfth crystal.

For a moment, all the disciples of the Great Wilderness held their breath, looking at Yi Yun with a mixture of worry and anticipation.

"Buzz!"

The twelve Cold Iron Blood Pearl roared, like fiery meteors, rushing towards Yi Yun and Young Master Ji Chang!

A fighting spirit flashed in Ji Chang's eyes. He moved, his body leaving a series of afterimages as he darted and weaved through the air, moving swiftly from east to west!

None of the twelve flying crystals could touch the hem of Ji Chang's clothes.

Ji Chang's movements were dazzling, making it almost impossible to see his figure clearly. In contrast, Yi Yun made very few movements. From beginning to end, he didn't move a single step and stood still the whole time!

One after another, Cold Iron Blood Pearl flew towards him. Yi Yun simply raised his hand, twisted his body, and moved his legs. His figure blurred, and a series of afterimages overlapped around his body.

Yi Yun, amidst the afterimages, seemed to move, yet also seemed not to move. The Cold Iron Blood Pearl flew past Yi Yun's body, but never actually touched him.

Even the swirling gust of wind generated by the Cold Iron Blood Pearl was perfectly timed by Yi Yun; though the wind was strong, it couldn't tear through Yi Yun's Flying Fish Robe!

Underneath Yi Yunfei's fish-patterned robe, he was wearing a flowing silver robe. The flowing silver robe was very heavy and restricted his movements.

No matter how strong Yi Yun's physical abilities are, it's impossible for him to be so abnormal as to be unaffected while wearing the Flying Fish Robe.

If it comes to speed, he can't beat Ji Chang no matter what. All he can do is maximize his dodging efficiency within a limited speed range!

If Ji Chang's effective actions account for 60-70%, then Yi Yun's are over 95%!

Yi Yun stood there the whole time. It seemed as if the Cold Iron Blood Pearl automatically avoided Yi Yun!

What's going on!?

The disciples of the Great Wilderness were all dumbfounded, completely bewildered.

However, the Jingzhou Young Masters Faction all understood what this meant, and their expressions immediately turned ugly!

"Hmm!? Subtle Movement?"

Not far away, Yan Menglong's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yi Yun has mastered the Subtle Movement Technique very well. In Yan Menglong's eyes, Yi Yun is in the transition period from the Subtle Movement stage of microscopic movement to the Subtle Movement stage. It is remarkable that a twelve-year-old child can reach this level.

"Is this just Subtle Movement introduction...?"

Zhang Tan stroked his chin, looking at Yi Yun with a strange expression. He had witnessed Yi Yun's duel with Tao Yunxiao. Tao Yunxiao had activated the power of his Ancestral Artifact, yet he still couldn't even touch the hem of Yi Yun's clothes. At that time, Yi Yun's Subtle Movement Technique was superior.

But today, he seemed to be holding back.

Buzzing--

The Cold Iron Blood Pearl flew faster and faster. Ji Chang dodged them time and time again, managing to handle them with ease. However, he saw that Yi Yun in front of him had barely moved his body, yet he had managed to dodge all the attacks.

Ji Chang's face turned extremely ugly, and he was almost hit on the head by a Cold Iron Blood Pearl because he was momentarily distracted.

He had just said that the skills of the Great Wilderness warriors were lacking, but Yi Yun's appearance proved him wrong.

Subtle Movement Technique! How is that possible?

The ability to perceive Subtle Movement symbolizes the highest achievement in Movement Techniques. Reaching this level requires extraordinary comprehension, which cannot be acquired through training alone.

"Increase the difficulty level!"

Ji Chang shouted, unwilling to admit defeat. Beside the six-pointed star array, the young master from Jingzhou, who was in charge of controlling the array, pressed the thirteenth crystal with mixed feelings.

Another Cold Iron Blood Pearl flew up and joined the formation.

The thirteen Cold Iron Blood Pearl moved even faster, their sharp, piercing sound like a knife cutting through glass, stinging the eardrums.

Streaks of fire flashed through the air, forming countless lines of fire that, like a cage, enveloped Yi Yun and Ji Chang!

Yi Yun frowned; even at the level thirteen difficulty, he felt immense pressure!

The Flowing Silver Shirt is definitely slowing him down!

However, Yi Yun still did not ease the constraints of the Flowing Silver Shirt. Pressure is the driving force, and he wanted to push himself to the limit.

He remembered what Lin Xin Tong had said when she gave him the Flowing Silver Shirt—

"You still have a long way to go before you reach the pinnacle of the Subtle Movement Realm. Subtle Movement pinnacle requires personal experience and understanding; what others tell you is never truly yours. This Flowing Silver Shirt is for you; it can help you comprehend the movement Movement Technique of the Subtle Movement of the Subtle Realm."

As he pushed himself to his limits time and time again, Yi Yun gradually realized that if he could wear the Flowing Silver Shirt and steadily reach the Lesser Completion of the Subtle Movement Realm in his movement Movement Technique, then if he took off the Flowing Silver Shirt, he might be able to touch the threshold of the Greater Completion of the Subtle Movement Realm.

Therefore, Yi Yun constantly pushed himself to the limit!

With no way to increase speed, Yi Yun could only keep pushing the efficiency of his movements to near 100%!

"Hmm? He's not fast enough!"

Young Master Ji Chang suddenly realized that Yi Yun's speed had never actually been fast, and because of this limitation, his movements at the thirteenth difficulty level were no longer as graceful.

No matter how skilled Yi Yun is, without speed, he cannot utilize his skills effectively.

"So that's how it is. This kid isn't invincible after all. He's skilled, but slow. How could such a freak emerge from the Great Wilderness? Hmph, since you're slow, my limit might not be any worse than yours!"

Thinking of this, Ji Chang's fighting spirit was rekindled.

Level 13 difficulty is already the limit for Ji Chang.

Going any higher would be dangerous. Level fourteen is no joke; being hit by the Cold Iron Blood Pearl would definitely result in serious injury!

"My speed is fast, and even at level fourteen difficulty, I should be able to hold out for a while. I won't lose to him!"

Ji Chang clenched his fists. He couldn't lose. He had already made his promise, how could he lose? The young masters of Jingzhou also had their pride, and besides, there was the reward promised by General Yan!

"Add another level!"

Amidst the constant dodging, Ji Chang managed to speak with difficulty.

Upon hearing this, the young master in charge of controlling the formation felt a jolt in his heart. He hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the fourteenth crystal.

"Buzz--"

Another drop of blood flew up, its ferocious speed creating a whirlwind in the center of the training ground.

Enveloped by the fierce wind, Yi Yun's brow furrowed, and his palms became sweaty.

Pressure!

He felt the pressure again!

He felt he was nearing his limit, as if he might be struck by the Cold Iron Blood Pearl at any moment.

Amidst the chaotic fire, Yi Yun closed his eyes.

As soon as I closed my eyes, everything around me became clearer.

Yi Yun used his body to sense the trajectory of the Cold Iron Blood Pearl's attacks, allowing his body to react instinctively, making his evasion more efficient.

"Hmm? Closing his eyes and relying on sensing the 'momentum' of the Cold Iron Blood Pearl to dodge attacks, this kid can actually do that? This is already Movement Technique at the Subtle Movement Completion level!"

Yan Menglong was intrigued when he saw Yi Yun dare to close his eyes at this moment. He knew some things about Yi Yun. "Zhang Tan, when you said that this kid attracted the Purple Qi Coming from the East, I thought it might just be a coincidence. Now it seems that his comprehension is indeed extraordinary. This title of National Scholar is well-deserved!"

Yan Menglong was very generous with his "us," and Zhang Tan chuckled, feeling incredibly happy.

Yan Menglong praised the soldiers he had selected, and he felt proud of himself.

Yan Menglong glanced at the young man in the Flying Fish Robe beside him and said, "Zi Jun, what do you think of Yi Yun?"

The young man named Zi Jun, with bright eyes and white teeth, said, "He came from the Great Wilderness, so it's quite impressive that he could do this. However... I can also use Subtle Movement Technique! And my speed is much faster than his!"

Both being National Scholar and having achieved early success, Zi Jun would not easily submit to either of them.

Yan Menglong laughed heartily. This boy named Zi Jun had a personality that Yan Menglong liked very much.

Youth is for being reckless!

When you're young, you should defy everyone!

This is the only way Yan Menglong can feel the energy. What Yan Menglong needs is an army that is always full of energy and striving for progress.

At this moment, Ji Chang had reached his limit on the great formation.

He really wanted to give up; a Cold Iron Blood Pearl had just grazed his sleeve.

But seeing that Yi Yun's forehead was beaded with sweat, and it seemed that he would be struck by the Cold Iron Blood Pearl at any moment, he did not want to fail at the last second, so he gritted his teeth and persevered.

"Just a little longer, and I'll win! I'm destined to be a king, how can I give up halfway?"

"I don't need to actually complete the fourteenth level difficulty; I just need to last longer than him... that's enough! He's so slow, relying entirely on technique to dodge; he can't possibly do it perfectly every time. He'll always make mistakes!"

Ji Chang kept convincing himself and strengthening his resolve.

However, whenever Yi Yun seemed to be in dire straits, he always managed to escape danger. It was as if a single strand of hair was hanging a huge rock, and the hair was about to break, but it just wouldn't!

Ji Chang is going crazy!

"Snap!"

Just as Ji Chang was in turmoil and on the verge of his limit, a Cold Iron Blood Pearl grazed Ji Chang thigh!

"Puff!"

Blood splattered everywhere; a chunk of flesh from Ji Chang's thigh was wiped away by the blood droplets!

Ji Chang groaned, his body swaying as another Cold Iron Blood Pearl hurtled towards him, heading straight for his sternum!

This attack was now impossible for Ji Chang to dodge!

His pupils contracted, and he crossed his arms to block.

"Snap!"

Ji Chang was sent flying backward, his right hand, which had blocked the Cold Iron Blood Pearl, was broken!

In that instant, another Cold Iron Blood Pearl shot into Ji Chang's lower abdomen. Even though Ji Chang's muscles were tense, the bead still pierced through Ji Chang muscles and entered his internal organs.

The continuous blows caused Ji Chang to cough up blood and fall heavily to the ground! (To be continued~^~)