Self-Created Spear Technique, First Form: "Disorder"

A Grandmaster-level exchange turned out to be fought like this. Not through head-on clashes, but through a contest on the level of rules.

Whoever understood their rules more deeply and applied them more skillfully would gain the upper hand.

Flame Venerable truly deserved his reputation as an old-established Grandmaster. His understanding of flames had reached the point where he could wield them as freely as his own limbs. Every move, every variation, was perfectly measured and exquisite down to the finest detail.

Xu Wuyi walked as he pondered, and before he knew it, he had returned to the little building.

He pushed open the door. The room looked the same as ever. Fruit and pastries sat on the living room table, while sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a patch of warm light across the floor.

He sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it slowly.

His mind was still turning over all he had gained these past few days.

His sparring matches with Flame Venerable had been limited to the level of rules because he still lacked offensive methods. The pure burning of the Flame of Order simply did not possess enough killing power.

As for how to integrate the rules of order into spear techniques, Xu Wuyi already had some ideas, but he still needed time to study them.

The next morning, Xu Wuyi left the Western Desert.

Flame Venerable did not come out to see him off. The old man did not like such farewells. But Xu Wuyi knew that during their time together, that veteran Grandmaster had truly put his heart into guiding him.

Those pointers on applying rules, the deliberately created challenges during their sparring, the seemingly casual suggestions that struck straight at the heart of things—those were all