Great Compassion, Buddha's Wrath, Floating Pagoda

The phantom continued its demonstration three times before turning into golden light and merging into Lu Feng's body. Unlike the previous Profound Gate Five Elements, Lu Feng stopped after practicing this technique a second time, having become proficient and committed it to memory.

It was not because his comprehension was lacking, but because some moves in this Soft Palm technique were simply too yin and gentle, like a girl plucking flowers or flicking water. For a grown man like him to use them truly lacked elegance.

Lu Feng gathered the golden light within his body and looked once more at the iron box containing the Profound Sky Treasure Mirror. He vaguely remembered that the fourth Golden Light Paper recorded the leg technique that Old Book had said the Great Wilderness Emperor had learned.

A technique that required one to cripple one's own left leg before cultivation.

Watching the Golden Light Paper drift out, Lu Feng wondered whether the phantom it formed would have a crippled left leg.

The Golden Light Paper landed before Lu Feng and slowly condensed into a phantom. Just as Lu Feng had guessed, the phantom's left calf was bent.

No matter how powerful this technique is, I won't cultivate it, Lu Feng thought. If he had to become a limping cripple just to get started, he would rather give it up.

As if it had guessed Lu Feng's thoughts, the phantom suddenly raised its crippled left calf and kicked Lu Feng's left calf. At the same time, a flash of golden light vanished in an instant.

Lu Feng crouched in pain, continuously kneading his left leg, shock filling his heart. He had not even had time to react to that kick from the phantom. It had been far too fast.

What shocked Lu Feng even more