This time, it was even more difficult than the Lightning Fist.
The Dao patterns Thunder Emperor's Finger are more complex and profound, involving a deep understanding of the true meaning of thunder as "extremely yang and extremely strong" and "destroying all laws".
Golden light flickered at Lin Hao's fingertips, but it could never be steadily condensed, often dissipating halfway through the stroke.
But he remained steadfast and undeterred, failing time and time again, only to try again and again.
In the quiet room, golden light flickered, illuminating his serene face.
Two more hours passed.
"Buzz--"
With a soft chime, a golden ray finally took shape at Lin Hao's fingertip.
The golden light, no bigger than a grain of rice, emitted a dazzling brilliance, like a miniature sun.
Within the golden light, countless extremely fine runes flowed, each rune containing terrifying destructive power.
" Thunder Emperor's Finger, the first level, Condensed Light."
Lin Hao whispered, pointing forward with one finger.
"Call out--"
A golden beam of light shot out from the fingertip, silent and yet faster than thought.
The beam of light struck the wall without making a loud noise, leaving only a small, bottomless hole with smooth, mirror-like edges, as if it had been cut by the sharpest divine weapon.
"Its penetrating power is extremely strong, but it also consumes a lot of energy."
Lin Hao felt that nearly ten percent of his Magic Power had been consumed, and nodded slightly.
The Thunder Emperor's Finger requires extremely high levels of Magic Power and divine sense. With his current cultivation level, continuously using all ten fingers is his limit.
But its power was indeed terrifying; that single finger strike was enough to easily pierce through the defenses of ordinary Dao Palace Secret Realm cultivators.
"Finally, there's the Thunder Emperor's Extreme Speed."
Lin Hao took a deep breath and began to comprehend the third, and most difficult, technique.
The Thunder Emperor's Extreme Speed, transforming into lightning and traveling alongside it.
This is not just about movement techniques; it involves a profound application of the characteristics of the Thunder Law, such as "speed," "jumping," and "ignoring obstacles," and even touches upon a trace of the mysteries of time and space.
Lin Hao closed his eyes, his mind completely absorbed in the figure crisscrossing the sea of lightning.
"Sizzle--"
Tiny arcs of electricity danced across his body.
At first, it only flickered occasionally, but as the Magic Power flowed more smoothly, the electric arcs became more and more dense, eventually turning into a layer of faint lightning that enveloped his entire body.
Lin Hao moved.
"Whoosh!"
Inside the quiet room, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky.
His figure appeared three zhang away, so fast that only a blur remained.
"Not enough."
Lin Hao shook his head.
Although this speed far exceeds ordinary movement techniques, it is still far from the true realm of " Thunder Emperor's Extreme Speed ".
The true Thunder Emperor's Extreme Speed is to transform into lightning, arriving instantly with a thought, and even briefly merging with the laws of lightning.
He continued trying.
Inside the quiet room, lightning flashed continuously, and Lin Hao's figure appeared sometimes in the east and sometimes in the west, leaving behind afterimages.
Another hour passed.
"Buzz--"
The lightning on Lin Hao's body suddenly receded, all of it absorbing into his body. He stood motionless, as if transformed into a statue.
The next moment.
"Snap!"
A barely perceptible rumble of thunder sounded.
Lin Hao's figure vanished from the spot without warning, and almost simultaneously reappeared in another corner of the quiet room.
There was no movement trajectory in between, as if it were teleported.
" Thunder Emperor's Extreme Speed, First Level, Thunder Flash."
A hint of joy flashed in Lin Hao's eyes.
Although it's only a preliminary grasp, allowing for very short-range " Thunder Flash " and consuming a huge amount of energy, it represents a qualitative leap.
With this Thunder Emperor's Extreme Speed, his movement techniques will undergo a dramatic transformation, and he will gain an additional powerful trump card.
"I have a basic grasp of the three techniques."
Lin Hao let out a long sigh and opened his eyes.
At this moment, the sky outside the window is already beginning to lighten.
He actually spent the entire night meditating in the quiet room.
And at this moment.
As dawn broke, the stone plaza in front of the Shrek Academy's gate was already spotless.
Flender stood in front of the college's somewhat quaint gatehouse, pushed up his signature crystal glasses, and narrowed his eyes slightly behind the lenses.
" Old Zhao, is the banner hung up straight?"
Zhao Wuji had a bright red banner hanging on the top of the gate tower, with several large characters embroidered in gold thread on it: Welcome Zhu Zhuqing back to school.
He replied gruffly, "Dean, the left side seems a bit high... Wait, how about now?"
"That's fine."
Flender nodded, his gaze sweeping across the square.
All the teachers in the college were mobilized.
Li Yusong, Lu Qibin, Shao Xin, and others stood on either side of the gate, their expressions solemn.
Even Shao Xin, who is usually busy in the kitchen, changed into a clean robe today, and seemed a little uncomfortable without a spatula in his hand.
"Isn't this a bit too much of a show of force?"
Li Yusong whispered to Lu Qibin beside him.
Lu Qibin stroked his graying beard and smiled wryly, "It won't do if it's not big enough. Don't you even know who's coming today?"
Before the words were even finished, the sound of orderly hooves echoed down the long street in front of the academy gate.
First to arrive was a group of about fifty silver-armored knights, their helmets gleaming, their mounts all being the magnificent, snow-white, single-horned spirit Soul Beast known as " Snow Qilin Horse."
In the center of the procession, a magnificent carriage drawn by eight Snow Qilin Horse slowly approached. The carriage was made of sandalwood, with gold-inlaid window frames and curtains made of bright yellow cloud-patterned brocade reserved for the royal family of the Heaven Dou Empire.
The carriage stopped in front of the square.
A knight commander dismounted and announced loudly, "Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Empire has arrived!"
The carriage door opened, and Xue Qinghe, dressed in the imperial robes of a prince and disguised as Qian Renxue, stepped gracefully out.
He had a handsome face, an elegant demeanor, and a perfectly timed smile.
Flender quickly led his men to greet him, bowing respectfully. " Flender, Dean of the Shrek Academy, welcomes Your Highness."
"Dean Flender, there's no need for such formalities."
Xue Qinghe offered a helping hand, his smile gentle, "My father heard that your esteemed academy's student Zhu Zhuqing has returned today, and specially ordered me to come and welcome her, to demonstrate the empire's emphasis on talent."
"Your Highness's presence is an honor to Shrek Academy."
Flender made polite remarks, but inwardly he was groaning.
Xue Qinghe was just the first.
With this kind of commotion today, they're probably going to crush the gates of the Shrek Academy.
Sure enough, just as the imperial carriages of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family were settled on the east side of the square, commotion came from the west side of the long street.
This time, a convoy of vehicles arrived, not large in scale, but attracting even more attention.
Leading the procession were two horse-drawn carriages, one in front of the other, simple and unadorned, but pulled by Soul Beast called " Azure Scale Steed," whose bodies were covered in azure scales and resembled those of a Qilin.
The carriage stopped, Ning Fengzhi got out first.
The sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not dressed in fine clothes today, but only in a simple moon-white robe, yet he still exuded a refined and elegant air.
Behind him followed Gu Rong, a Titled Douluo. Although he did not deliberately release his pressure, the faint aura of Titled Douluo made many people present feel a chill.
" Sect Master Ning, Bone Douluo."
Flender stepped forward again to greet him, his forehead already slightly damp with sweat.
"Dean Flender, I apologize for bothering you."
Ning Fengzhi smiled warmly, his gaze sweeping across the square. When he saw Xue Qinghe, he nodded slightly in greeting, and Xue Qinghe returned the smile.
The two representatives of the continent's top powers were impeccably courteous, yet an invisible distance permeated their demeanor.
"How is Rongrong doing at the academy?" Ning Fengzhi asked gently.