Yu Qinglan's Secret

This result left everyone present in disbelief. Some students who arrived late and hadn't heard the rules couldn't help but speak up: "What's going on? Why was Luo Hai ruled to have lost for a violation!"

"These were the pre-agreed rules. Because his opponent only has the strength of an Elementary War God, Luo Hai was restricted from using any force-exertion techniques," explained a student who had watched the entire match.

"That's unfair!"

"Why should Luo Hai's strength be restricted!"

Several of Luo Hai's die-hard fans spoke out indignantly, dissatisfied with the outcome of the match.

That's right—due to his impressive performance over this period, Luo Hai now had die-hard fans in the Training Camp.

However, no one cared about the emotions of these few fans; everyone looked toward Chen Yuan on the arena stage with expressions of awe.

Regardless of whether Luo Hai's strength was restricted, he was still a Peak War God, with a punching power exceeding 500,000 kilograms.

Yet Chen Yuan was merely an Elementary War God. Even with the use of force-exertion techniques, he shouldn't have been a match for Luo Hai in terms of raw power.

But despite such a stark disparity, Chen Yuan not only perfectly dodged over a hundred of Luo Hai's strikes, but even calmly evaded the lethal blow Luo Hai unleashed after breaking the rules. This point alone was enough to make every student present hold him in high regard.

One must realize that the vast majority of these elite students couldn't even withstand a single strike from Luo Hai in a same-level bout, let alone when their power was inferior. Therefore, in their eyes, Chen Yuan's performance could only be described in four words.

Miraculous technique!

On the stage, Luo Hai finally regained his composure. He looked at Chen Yuan with a complex expression and couldn't help but ask: "That movement technique just now... how exactly did you do it?"

"Just consider it the result of my training during this period," Chen Yuan smiled. In truth, it had nothing to do with movement techniques, but rather the super-perception granted by his Power of Mind, which allowed him to predict every one of Luo Hai's movements and dodge with ease.

"Your rate of progress is too exaggerated. I feel that if we were to fight in the Virtual Space, I might no longer be your match," Luo Hai shook his head, feeling a bit emotional. "Is this what a true genius of Earth is like? Your strength changes day by day."

"Give it a few more decades, and I suspect you might even be able to catch up to the likes of my uncle and great-uncle."

Chen Yuan smiled without saying a word.

In reality, the person he wanted to chase was Luo Feng, the true number one on Earth.

But there was no need to voice such bold claims. Chen Yuan joked: "Don't forget, the first time we met, you lost to me three times in a row."

He was reminding Luo Hai not to feel discouraged just because he couldn't beat someone; if they were talking about failure, he had already failed on the very first day.

"That's right, you still haven't used your Illusion Technique!" Luo Hai suddenly remembered this and felt much more relieved. A smile returned to his face: "It's too noisy here. Let's go back and enter the Virtual Space to review the match later; I need to study how to deal with you properly."

"I'm ready whenever you are," Chen Yuan said with a slight upturn of his lips.

With that, the two ignored the onlookers and left the Training Ground directly.

Time slipped away unnoticed, and soon it was the dead of night. The Training Ground, which had been bustling during the day, was now completely empty.

Inside the Training Ground, on the stage where Chen Yuan and Luo Hai had fought earlier, a slender figure was repeatedly practicing a peculiar set of footwork.

"It still doesn't feel right," Yu Qinglan stopped, her brows tightly furrowed.

"How strange. What kind of movement technique is this? It was so exquisite when I watched him perform it during the day, so why is my imitation so mediocre?" Yu Qinglan muttered to herself.

"It's quite simple, because that wasn't a movement technique at all; it was merely a response made by predicting Luo Hai's actions," a man's voice suddenly sounded behind Yu Qinglan.

"Who's there!" Yu Qinglan turned around alertly. Upon seeing who it was, she let out a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's you, Junior Brother Chen Yuan. Why aren't you resting so late?"

"Is Senior Sister Yu... practicing?" Chen Yuan walked up to Yu Qinglan and glanced down.

If he remembered correctly, the spot where Yu Qinglan was standing was exactly where he had stood during his bout with Luo Hai earlier that day.

Hearing Chen Yuan's words, Yu Qinglan smiled faintly: "Yes, I saw your battle with Luo Hai during the day and felt your movement technique was very powerful, so I thought I'd come here alone at night to study it."

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as just studying it," Chen Yuan's gaze dropped, staring at the spot where Yu Qinglan stood, lost in thought. "This positioning—it's precise to the millimeter."

"Senior Sister Yu, what kind of practice requires one to replicate the exact same positioning?"

The smile on Yu Qinglan's face stiffened. She followed Chen Yuan's gaze and looked down, realizing he was looking at her feet. She instinctively took half a step back.

Yu Qinglan's retreat made Chen Yuan realize his gaze might have been impolite. He withdrew his eyes and gave a slightly awkward cough.

This light cough broke the subtle atmosphere between them. Yu Qinglan suddenly chuckled and decided to be honest: "Since Junior Brother Chen has discovered it, I won't hide it from you."

"Actually, there is a reason for me practicing this way; it relates to an Artistic Conception I have comprehended," Yu Qinglan explained.

"Artistic Conception? I've heard Luo Hai mention that you have comprehended the Wind Artistic Conception," Chen Yuan pondered for a moment before continuing, "But as far as I know, the Wind Artistic Conception doesn't seem to have this capability."

"That is because even within the same Wind Artistic Conception, the abilities gained differ depending on the branch comprehended." Yu Qinglan looked at Chen Yuan, a bit surprised: "Did Teacher Jiang Fang not teach you these basic concepts?"

Chen Yuan shook his head, his tone helpless: "Teacher Jiang only taught me once, and then she didn't want to come anymore."

"She must have been discouraged by you," Yu Qinglan pursed her lips and chuckled. "I remember Teacher Jiang's force-exertion is only 4.2 times."

"Since you don't know, let me briefly explain," Yu Qinglan said seriously. "Regarding the categories of Artistic Conception, according to the Dojo's statistics, there are currently eight major attributes: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Lightning, and Light."

"And within these eight attributes, each has its own Artistic Conception. For example, you and I have both mastered the Wind Artistic Conception."

"But Artistic Conception is only a general term; there are many different branches beneath it," Yu Qinglan said, looking at Chen Yuan: "For instance, Junior Brother Chen, the Wind Artistic Conception you have comprehended should belong to the Agility and Speed branches."

"And besides the branches you have mastered, the Wind Artistic Conception has other related branches, such as Violence, Echo, Disorder..."

She paused for a moment before continuing: "And the 'Existence' branch that I have comprehended."

"Existence?" Chen Yuan looked puzzled. He could understand the meaning of the branches Yu Qinglan had mentioned earlier.

For example, Violence—this should be an imagery comprehended from the gales, hurricanes, and tornadoes in nature.

As for Echo, it is likely related to how wind transmits sound through vibration, while Disorder is simpler, being an image comprehended from chaotic wind.

But what kind of image is Existence? Chen Yuan did not understand, so he looked at Yu Qinglan with questioning eyes.

"The Wind of Existence I comprehended is very special." Yu Qinglan hesitated for a moment before revealing the details to Chen Yuan: "Its ability is to allow me to perceive things that happened in the past through the wind, as if I were there myself."

"Its image stems from this: the wind is everywhere, so even events from a thousand years ago are recorded by the Flowing Wind and persist to this day."

"To think such a branch even exists!" Chen Yuan's eyes widened, and he appeared thoroughly shocked.

What shocked him was that this branch of the Wind Artistic Conception was clearly related to time! It might even be the only branch of artistic conception associated with time.

Perhaps, if he wanted to use the Laws of Wind as a springboard to comprehend the Laws of Time in the future, this branch of artistic conception would be crucial!

At this moment, after hearing about the image of the Wind of Existence, Chen Yuan secretly made up his mind.

He must learn it!