Yang Ling composed himself, then thought of something else.
My attributes still have room to grow. I haven't truly reached the pinnacle of upper fifth rank.
My three internal skills also have enormous room for improvement.
The Vajra Mingwang Technique is a little troublesome. I need to go to a Buddhist temple to comprehend it... but the Great Grade Azure Dragon Force and Heavenly Will Hundred Battles Manual are only at perfected skill!
If I raise those two internal skills to entering the hall and room, or even supernatural skill, my strength will receive another tremendous boost!
When that happens...
Yang Ling took a deep breath.
Only then would he truly reach his complete form at the pinnacle of upper fifth rank!
If I face a fourth-rank grandmaster then...
He thought about Yun Tianqing's abilities and his earlier tests.
He couldn't help nodding inwardly. I probably still couldn't win.
Yang Ling wasn't discouraged. Instead, he was rather pleased.
Fourth-rank grandmasters were every bit as powerful as he had always imagined. Only that could live up to the word "grandmaster."
It was an utterly unreasonable disparity, a merciless suppression of those below by those above!
Four hours later.
The Xuantie Falcon slowly landed in a camp.
Soldiers were everywhere, all exuding a fierce air.
When some of them spotted Langzhong Xie's Xuantie Falcon, they even drew powerful crossbows of considerable quality and kept them trained on it.
Over a hundred archers with callused hands also took aim.
Only after recognizing Langzhong Xie did they put away their weapons one after another and return to their duties.
Lin Zhen and the other two had never experienced anything like this. As soon as they dismounted from the Xuantie Falcon, they stood behind Yang Ling, their wary eyes scanning their surroundings.
"Vice Minister Hua