That night, Yi Jie, with a face full of regret, said only briefly,"I'm sorry, Elder Priest Lorien. I respect your position. However, the secrets of the Arena I cannot reveal to you. This job seems simple. However, we have sworn a heavenly oath not to divulge the secret of who the real person behind all the fighters in the Arena is!"Yi Jie's voice sounded firm, making the Lorien Priest a little surprised. With a flushed face, he said, "I understand. I understand."Fortunately, the moonlight was gloomy that night. The Priest's flushed face was not clearly visible, so he could still hide his embarrassment at wanting to know the secrets of the Arena.The Lorien Priest then flicked his sleeves, then with a sound that resembled pigeon wings flapping, his figure disappeared into the darkness of the night as he leaped with the Five Techniques to lighten his body, looking perfect in Yi Jie's eyes.He then took a deep breath and wiped away the sweat dripping down his temples. In his heart, he

Today, Edmon Ouwyang was deliberately being attractive to catch his attention. "Isn't it the case that if I become someone close to Elder Zhou Ming, I will be the first to be informed if there is a discounted sale of copies of skills?" thought Edmon Ouwyang.With his status as the son of a rich man from Tanshan City, he would later ask his father to send attractive gifts, perhaps even gold coins to win over this elder.Edmon Ouwyang was already so optimistic about pocketing this copy of the body lightening skill. However, he was surprised to hear Elder Zhou Ming's voice saying in a lazy tone,"The fee for a copy of the Flying Technique on the grass is 500 Contribution Points. No less! Give me your disciple badge, and I'll deduct your points for this copy!"BOOM!Edmon Ouwyang's face suddenly froze, as if transfixed."Five hundred contribution points?" Edmon Ouwyang repeated the question, his voice filled with disbelief. As a new disciple in the sect, he only had 100 contribution point

The next morning, as the sunlight began to sneak in through the paper cracks in the holey window, Eadric Rong opened his eyes feeling refreshed.He felt as if he had never felt the aches and pains from the practice of lightening his body on the bamboo poles. He was ready to face the new day with renewed vigor.A week had passed, and Eadric Rong was seen moving nimbly on bamboo poles of varying heights. He moved nimbly like a squirrel, hopping from one bollard to another without making a sound.The vibrations in the bamboo bollards, which used to sway violently, were now softer and more subtle.On the morning of the eighth day, Eadric Rong stood in front of the bamboo poles with two perforated iron plates that had ropes on each side. "Alright, let's enter the second era of torture!" whispered Eadric Rong excitedly.He bent down, then tied an iron plate weighing 10 jin each to his left leg and also to his right leg. The two plates weighed 20 jin in total. (Two jin = 1 kg.)Eadric Rong h

The long and grueling journey to Yunshui Village took more than five full days if done on foot.Along the way, there were many places to pass through and challenges to face before they could finally arrive at their destination village.On that morning, right in front of the Wudang Sect Gate, when Edmon Ouwyang's group had been preparing to carry out the mission as a first-year disciple's obligation, a person suddenly approached the group led by Edmon Ouwyang."Stop!" he shouted loudly. At that moment, the five teenagers had already started down the stairs. Suddenly, the shout startled everyone."What's wrong?" Edmon Ouwyang's voice sounded nervous, afraid that his plan would be exposed.The five teenagers turned around. It turned out to be Senior Duan, who was a part-time intern in the mission department. Edmon Ouwyang's face instantly turned relieved.They simultaneously bowed and paid their respects to the young man who had just arrived. "Senior Duan!" they said in unison, their bod

Teng - teng - tengThe night watchman in Tanshan City had just struck the gong loudly, signaling that it was 11 pm to 1 am. At the same time, Eadric Rong was engrossed in silent meditation, collecting the cool night air currents and cold moonlight, transforming them into vital energy in his body.His sharp ears were suddenly alert, hearing the sound of the footsteps of five martial experts walking carefully and silently.He opened his eyes and thought for a moment in the silence of the night. "Is it Edmon Ouwyang and his three friends?" he thought to himself.However, that question soon turned into deep doubt. "Shouldn't there be four of them? Why are there five footsteps?" thought Eadric Rong, filled with dangling question marks. He felt that something was wrong but couldn't be sure what it was.Before leaving the hall of the Jade Cloud Temple to find out who the five figures walking in the silence of the night were, there was a sudden bone-chilling snort from the Temple grounds."Yo