"Fuck!"
"Superb-grade sword art!"
"Sorrow of Eternally Suppressing Rivers and Mountains?"
Mo Chen was stunned. His movements stalled as he stared dumbfounded at the first mural.
"There really is a superb-grade martial art in these murals..."
When he had heard Yan Kuan's explanation outside, he had thought it was merely a legend.
After all, no one could tell how much truth there was in a rumor from three hundred years ago.
Besides, no one had comprehended a superb-grade martial art in the past three centuries.
Whether so-called superb-grade martial arts even existed was still an open question.
But now—
Mo Chen had personally witnessed a fragmented superb-grade martial art appear before him. He was both shocked and delighted, hardly daring to believe his own eyes.
He had obtained a fragmented superb-grade martial art so easily!
"System Daddy is terrifying indeed!"
"This is fucking awesome!"
Mo Chen was so excited he nearly jumped up.
When he looked at the mural on the wall again, his heart brimmed with joy, as if he had obtained a rare treasure unseen in ages.
The entire cave was covered in murals on all sides.
He was only looking at the first one right now. There were still tens of thousands of murals waiting for him ahead.
If he finished looking through them all, would that mean the system could identify over a hundred martial arts?
Would that mean each of those martial arts could have its missing portions filled in and then be perfectly "comprehended" in its complete form?
At that thought, Mo Chen could no longer remain calm. His eyes shone brightly, and he was so excited that goosebumps rose all over his body.
"If I restore every secret manual in full, it'll be the same as emptying out an entire scripture repository!"
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