"Yes!"
At the mention of it, Qi Xueyan's face lit up with excitement.
"I'm going with my aunt and the others to watch the excitement."
"Have Heize's remains been found?" Lin Chao asked the question he cared about.
There might be livestreams online, but streams could be delayed, and much information could be kept hidden.
Qi Xueyan ought to be an insider and knew a great deal.
In the Great Wilderness Mountain Range, what Lin Chao cared about most was Heize's remains, as well as that gun.
If he remembered correctly, there was still a Gun Soul within that gun.
It was a treasure.
Lin Chao planned to bring that gun back.
Of course, he could also choose not to.
"Not yet," Qi Xueyan said. "You care about that too?
I think it should be soon. It won't take long.
Once it's found, I'll tell you immediately."
"Thank you."
Lin Chao thanked her, watched Qi Xueyan's retreating figure, then turned and left.
Ten minutes later, Lin Chao arrived at a courtyard.
This was the place he had arranged to meet Zhao Xiaoyi and Xiao Rou.
In a while, he would be taking Zhao Xiaoyi back to Tianhai.
The moment he entered the courtyard, Lin Chao saw a group of young people.
They were all powerfully built and looked like people not to be trifled with.
Yet at this moment, they all hung their heads in dejection, their spirits low.
Quite a few of them were black and blue, clearly injured.
"Brother Lin Chao, you're here!" Upon seeing Lin Chao, Zhao Xiaoyi began chattering away. "What a pity! Our martial hall nearly took first place!"
By now, she already regarded herself as one of the martial hall's people.
Xiao Rou, standing nearby, looked fairly composed. "It's fine. We'll fight again in three years. I think the title of Northern Boxing King will definitely belong to our Three Extremes Martial Hall!"
As she spoke, the burly men around her still showed little fighting spirit.
At that moment, Xiao Rou raised her head, her gaze landing on Lin Chao. Her expression froze slightly. "Did you put on makeup?"
"Huh?" Lin Chao found that utterly baffling.
"I don't know why, but I feel like you look much better than you did on the high-speed rail just now. And you have this inexplicable sense of familiarity," Xiao Rou murmured.
She felt that it was all an illusion.
"Brother Lin Chao was already very handsome." Zhao Xiaoyi looked Lin Chao over again and again. "I don't think Brother Lin Chao looks any different from before."
"Maybe it's an illusion." Xiao Rou smiled. "I probably got beaten so silly that my head's still muddled."
At that moment, Lin Chao thought of the Spirit Pearl.
If he remembered correctly, this Xiao Rou came from the Three Extremes Martial Hall.
Could this Three Extremes Martial Hall be connected to the Three Extremes Sect?
"Sister Xiao Rou, once I learn the Three Extremes Spirit Fist, I'll avenge you." Zhao Xiaoyi waved her fists, her eyes full of excitement.
"Haha, we'll depend on you to help us seize the position of Northern Boxing Champion someday." Xiao Rou smiled.
The Three Extremes Spirit Fist was merely a legendary fist art of the Three Extremes Sect.
When they practiced it, it was completely different from what the records described.
It could be said that it was utterly useless, not even as good as blindly flailing around with turtle punches.
"If the Three Extremes Spirit Fist were really as powerful as the records claimed, then the position of Northern Boxing Champion would naturally be ours." A disciple of the Three Extremes Martial Hall chuckled.
Naturally, he believed the records in ancient books were all exaggerated.
Things like shattering rocks with one punch or smashing apart great trees were all fake.
If such a fist art truly existed, traditional Martial Arts would not have declined to this state.
No matter how skilled they were in Martial Arts, they still feared bullets.
One shot, and there was simply no way to withstand it.
"Enough, stop talking." Xiao Rou spoke up. "Whatever the Three Extremes Spirit Fist may be, it is still the painstaking work of our ancestors. We should not judge it too much.
What we need to do now is improve our strength and defeat the Eight Trigrams Martial Hall!"
"Alright!"
Great Capital.
Lin Chao stood where he was.
Before him, Mo Fengxue's expression turned solemn.
"Please watch, Young Master. This is the ultimate art of our Three Extremes Sect, the Three Extremes Spirit Fist.
It contains the Yin Extreme, Yang Extreme, and Spirit Extreme.
With one punch, the three extremes converge. At its deepest level, it can split mountains and cleave stones!"
As Mo Fengxue spoke, her aura changed.
Something known as spirit essence burst forth from Mo Fengxue's body.
Endless fist intent gathered, converging at a single point.
Boom!
The artificial rockery ahead instantly fell apart beneath that punch, shattering into chunks.
"Not bad." Lin Chao said this, then closed his eyes and began recalling Mo Fengxue's fist art from earlier.
In a few days, it would be the day of the official battle against Azure Lord.
During this time, Lin Chao had continuously been increasing his strength.
His method of growing stronger was simple: he used the anomalous treasures of other factions to contaminate himself, then learned the ultimate arts of every major faction.
At first, the sect masters of the Armored Gate, Eight Trigrams Gate, and the others had refused.
In their eyes, each person could only be contaminated by one anomalous treasure at most.
If they were contaminated by a second anomalous treasure, they would undoubtedly die.
But when they saw Lin Chao use the Jiang Tian Xie Family's ultimate art, the Dragon-Probing Hand, those sect masters fell silent, utterly shocked.
Lin Chao truly could be contaminated by a second anomalous treasure.
They were stunned, feeling as though their entire lives had been overturned.
They reacted just like Zhang Daolin, believing Lin Chao to be a saint reincarnated.
It was because the saint pitied all living beings that Lin Ping had been sent into the world to destroy Azure Lord.
When it came to dealing with Azure Lord, they finally gained a trace of confidence.
Thus, these people used their respective anomalous treasures to contaminate Lin Chao one after another, teaching him all their ultimate arts.
With his Unwavering Dao Heart, Lin Chao did not care about such contamination in the slightest.
Moreover, his talent was extraordinarily high.
He learned every one of these Anomalous Arts.
Now, Mo Fengxue of the Three Extremes Sect was teaching him the Three Extremes Spirit Fist.
"So that's how it is."
A quarter of an hour later, Lin Chao opened his eyes, confidence appearing on his face.
"Three extremes as one, mountains shoved aside and seas overturned."
Lin Chao threw a punch toward the small pond in the courtyard.
The others all turned to look.
The pond's surface remained calm, without the slightest reaction.
They wore puzzled expressions.
But the next second, countless bubbles suddenly rose from the pond with a gurgle.
Steam billowed everywhere, and everyone felt a wave of heat rush over them.
"One punch made the water boil?"
Seeing this, Mo Fengxue was utterly shocked and unable to comprehend it.
With one punch, she could make the water in a small pond surge, but she absolutely could not make it boil.
This was already nothing short of Celestial!
The others were the same.
When they looked at Lin Chao, their expressions held even more reverence.
As expected of a saint reincarnated—only he could unleash such a powerful punch.
"Alright. Now that I have learned all your ultimate arts,
tomorrow, I will head to Kyoto."
Lin Chao's gaze was calm, a faint smile on his face.
The other sect masters looked solemn.
"Young Master, please be careful!"
A trace of admiration appeared on Mo Fengxue's face. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she did not say it.
Beside her, Huang Xian Yuan looked excited and spoke with impassioned fervor. "Young Master, tomorrow I will drive for you and see you out of the city."
Huang Xian Yuan was the leader of the rebel army, so he could not go to Kyoto.
Seeing Lin Chao out of the city was already his limit.
Lin Chao glanced at Huang Xian Yuan, a faint smile on his face. "Alright."
He had never expected that the future Emperor Gaozu would one day hold his horse for him.
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