When the Heart Changes, It Takes Another Path

Some vacationing guests on High Stone Island received word within half an hour of Chen Chuan's arrival that a Fighter would be staying on the island.

Everyone who could come here had status and standing. Though curious about the Fighter so close at hand, they would not be so tactless as to disturb him rashly.

But a Fighter represented true strength and naturally possessed a certain status. One could not simply pretend not to notice him, so proper courtesies had to be observed. The vacationing guests on the island held imported dances and traditional garden banquets every few days, so an invitation was sent to Chen Chuan as well.

Chen Chuan had no interest in any of it. Watching his own strength grow bit by bit was enough to engross him. He might participate in such things when resting, but they would never take up his main time.

Although he was currently only practicing one move from the Great Bright Light Style, as he delved deeper into it, he discovered that simply continuing to train this one move could bring him steady, gradual improvement, with no end yet in sight.

No wonder that among the Fighters in the school, whether they practiced the Great Bright Light Style or the Great Azure Void Style, they often specialized in only one or two moves, using the others merely as supplementary support. Those alone were enough to thoroughly uncover their potential and strengths.

When Mister Zhuan had taught him these techniques, he had not expected him to master them all. He only wanted Chen Chuan to select the move or moves most suitable for himself and focus his training on them.

But Chen Chuan knew he was different from them. His unprecedented foundation for breaking limits gave him sufficient confidence. He truly had