The martial arts library's skills are stronger than the core ranked skills by far, just as expected…
Zhang Feng was extremely pleased, and the skills he saw were mainly middle-rank ones. After only looking through tens of books, his heart had already been moved several times.
However, the library had restrictions. He could only take out one middle-rank martial art.
If I could only take out a few then, that would be great…
Zhao Feng felt unwilling and thought it was unfair. Branch disciples can only choose one middle martial art whereas the main disciples can choose two.
To increase his selection speed, Zhao Feng started to use his left eye.
With his left eye, his assessment speed increased more than tenfold…
Shuah shuah shuah…
Zhao Feng's left eye used an incredible speed to look through these martial arts. He only needed one look to understand them all. Looking at over thirty books, Zhao Feng fully memorized the contents of them and compared them with one another.
When he had scanned over fifty, Zhao Feng suddenly realized something was not right, and froze.
He went back to his memories of the other books. In his mind the contents of the books appeared and not a single word was wrong or missing.
"This…" Zhao Feng felt himself trembling with excitement.
After merging with the left eye, Zhao Feng's memory had improved as well. He only needed to look at something once and would never forget it. Especially when he activated his left eye, the contents of the books were burned into his mind.
Zhao Feng never thought that he would achieve the power of ‘Never Forgetting.' There were many rumors about geniuses on Azure Flower Continent, and ‘Never Forgetting' was one of the attributes they had.
However, ‘Never Forgetting' worked for most people in that their memory was good, they only needed to read something once, and they would remember eighty to ninety percent of the contents.
However, compared to Zhao Feng's ‘Never Forgetting,' his version was much stronger. He was not able to forget!
With this power in the Martial Arts Library, it meant that Zhao Feng could ‘take' more books out!
"Fast, fast, fast!" Zhao Feng mumbled to himself excitedly and started to memorize all the books he could.
Shuah shuah shuah...
His concentration was pushed to the limit as he flipped through the pages of the manuals as soon as he grasped them. As long as the contents were looked at by his left eye, it didn't matter if it was words or drawings, he memorized everything. It only took Zhao Feng twenty breaths of time to remember a book with fifty pages fully.
"Hahaha…Never Forget! Good!" Zhao Feng felt great, but he seemed more and more insane as he ripped through the books. His actions caused some of the other disciples to look over.
"I think this guy's gone crazy…"
"Maybe it is his first time here, and he is too excited…"
Some of the disciples looked at Zhao Feng's actions and shook their heads.
Time flashed by. Twenty minutes had already passed.
Hu!
Zhao Feng let out a long breath. He felt tired, but it still couldn't stop his excitement.
At this point, he had ‘stolen' over a hundred martial arts books!
These martial arts were mainly middle ranked martial arts. It included Fist skills, Palm skills, Sword skills, Breathing skills, Footwork skills, Defense skills and many others.
Because Zhao Feng kept on using his left eye, his mind became tired.
Next, Zhao Feng's left eye scanned the area and landed upon an old martial arts book. The reason why he stopped on it was because Zhao Feng felt that the materials this book was made of were different from the rest.
Zhao Feng picked up this book and on the top were three words: Lightly Floating Ferry.
He flipped to the first page.
Lightly Floating Ferry, high-rank martial art, can make the cultivator move through the snow without leaving marks, can drift across the river and make the person feel like a bird. When trained high enough, the person can Double Jump and even fly for short moments! The minimum requirement is the second rank of the Martial Path,k and to train in this skill was very hard. Also, higher chi will increase the force of the skill. Achieving the highest realm will make a person quicker than anyone else under the seventh rank of the Martial Path.
Zhao Feng first thought that this was just an ordinary footwork skill, but after he saw Double Jump, and ‘higher chi,' his eyes twinkled.
‘Double Jump' exceeded the limits of middle-rank martial arts; even some high ranked ones couldn't do that! Higher chi' meant that this skill was suited for martial artists at or above the fourth rank of the Martial Path.
And the most incredible part was: Achieving the highest realm would allow the person to have the fastest speed of everyone under the seventh rank of the Martial Path.
"What an exaggeration! Even some peak rank martial arts won't have the courage to say this." Zhao Feng's eyes shone and without hesitation, he started reading the contents of Lightly Floating Ferry.
He had a question in his heart. Why would such a strong skill be put at the bottom floor? And why would no one learn it?
Soon, Zhao Feng found the reason.
After flipping through a quarter of the book, the words started to blur out. The book was too old, and had started to mold.
That meant that this book only had a quarter of its original contents.
"So unfortunate…" Zhao Feng was severely disappointed. However, he did not give up and continued to use his left eye on the blurred-out words. Using all of his power on his left eye, Zhao Feng could just about see the words under the mold, exceeding a normal human's eyesight by at least twentyfold.
After reading two pages, Zhao Feng felt his mind grow tired and his left eye felt as if there was no power left in it.
If I take this back I can slowly read all of its later contents, Zhao Feng thought, and then took Lightly Floating Ferry out of the first floor of the martial arts library.
"Lightly Floating Ferry? You want this book?" the white-robed elder asked with scrunched eyebrows.
"Yes," Zhao Feng politely replied.
"This book has been around for a thousand years, and there are parts in it which exceed high-rank martial arts by far." After telling him this, the white-robed elder's voice turned. "However, only a quarter of this book can be seen. An important note: To fully train this in skill is extremely hard, even some geniuses cannot do it. Even if they do it, under the fourth rank of the Martial Path, its potential is restricted."
At last, the white-robed elder warned, "I'd advise you to change your pick, or else you will never break through to the fourth rank of the Martial Path and become a true Martial Artist."
"Thank you for your warning, elder, but my heart is decided." Zhao Feng had a calm look on his face.
Looking at the Zhao Feng leave, the white-robed elder shook his head and said, "These youths nowadays all take the highest ranked book possible."
He believed that Zhao Feng would not be able to fully learn Lightly Floating Ferry, and taking a step back, even if he could, what could a partial martial art book do?
Leaving the Martial Arts Library, Zhao Feng returned home.
Sitting on his bed, he closed his eyes, and on the inside of his mind, the contents of around a hundred martial art books quickly surfaced…
Chapter 06 – Choosing Martial Arts Skills, Part Two
Having such a big selection of martial arts gave Zhao Feng endless excitement. He couldn't hold in his happiness and laughed with his head raised. Quite a period passed until he calmed down.
In Cloud Country, a middle-rank martial arts skill was worth a couple of hundred silver, but the money Zhao Feng received per month was only ten silver.
Of course, he couldn't take the sect's skills out and sell them. If he did that he would get punished; they would destroy
his cultivation and then kick him out of the sect.
Zhao Feng ‘took' a hundred books out from the Martial Arts Library; most of them were high class, and all of them had at least a past person train it so he could use their experience.
However, to choose a few martial art skills from among these books wasn't easy. It was good that all of these books were fully imprinted in his mind because he only needed one thought to compare them against one another and choose the one most suitable for him.
A single martial art could increase his strength; with the combination of many martial arts, it could only help his cultivation.
Zhao Feng only used half an hour to choose four skills from the hundred books. They were Lightly Floating Ferry, Angry Dragon Fists, Air Pushing Breathing Technique, and Continuous Meteorite Arrows.
Lightly Floating Ferry was the highest rank skill out of them all, and Zhao Feng had a high chance of solving the missing words.
After that came Angry Dragon Fists and Air Pushing Breathing Technique, these skills also complimented one another.
Angry Dragon Fists was one of the peak books of the middle rank, and the damage dealt by it was high. It compressed one's strength into one strike, and the power was so incredible that it wasn't weaker than some of the high ranked martial arts. Zhao Feng had high expectations for Angry Dragon Fists because it increased one's physical strength. Strong body strength was the foundation and minimum requirements for developing chi.
Chi was something that made someone a true Martial Artist.
Air Pushing Breathing Technique was also a peak middle rank martial art. It developed one's body strength, blood, and body. When trained to a high level, there was a chance to understand chi.
"Angry Dragon Fists and Air Pushing Breathing Technique work perfectly well together, and when used together the power of it is at least comparable to high ranked martial arts, and there is an increased chance to understand Martial Path Inner Strength." Zhao Feng was overjoyed.
As for the last skill, Continuous Meteorite Arrows, it was also close to high rank.
Why did he choose an arrow skill? This was because it worked well with Zhao Feng's left eye.
"If I do not learn an arrow skill, then I'd be sorry for my left eye…" Zhao Feng had a smile curl upon his lips.
It could be imagined, with his left eye's abilities, he'd be a natural ‘godly archer,' and if he perfected the arrows skill...
After choosing martial arts skills, Zhao Feng started to cultivate.
He first started with the Air Pushing Breathing Technique, as strong body and blood was the foundation of cultivation. The stronger one's blood was, the damage from Angry Dragon Fists in close combat would be stronger.
Closing his eyes, Zhao Feng mind entered the contents of Air Pushing Breathing Technique.
A while later, his body's blood started to move slowly…
"This easy?" Zhao Feng was shocked.
According to the contents of Air Pushing Breathing Technique, most people that could move their blood needed at least four to five days, or even up to fifteen days.
Could it be that I am a genius?
Zhao Feng thought a bit and then disagreed with himself. Because if he were a genius, then it wouldn't have been so hard for him to break into the second rank of the Martial Path.
He realized that after merging with his mysterious left eye, his mind's energy had increased. His reaction speed, understanding, and analyzing speed all now exceeded that of normal people.
When he was learning the Air Pushing Breathing Technique, a peh sound came from the left eye.
At the same time, in the pitch-black dimension, the 67 cm radius of faint green light was spinning at an increased rate.
Half a day later...
Zhao Feng had trained the Air Pushing Breathing Technique to the first level and his body gave off a faintly disgusting smell of sweat.
He felt that his body's strength had become stronger by thirty percent.
I did it? Zhao Feng felt somewhat incredulous.
Air Pushing Breathing Technique was divided into three levels, and once one trained to the peak of the third level, there was a chance to comprehend chi.
After another half day, Zhao Feng had already trained Air Pushing Breathing Technique to the peak of the first level; then the speed started slowing down. He changed his mind and started training in Angry Dragon Fists, which paired up with Air Pushing Breathing Technique.
As expected, with the foundation of Air Pushing Breathing Technique, the speed of learning Angry Dragon Fists was very fast.
In only half a day's' time, Zhao Feng learned all of the eighty-one moves to a beginner level.
Angry Dragon Fists had extreme power, especially when used with Air Pushing Breathing Technique, the explosive strength was incredible.
Zhao Feng clicked his tongue in astonishment.
The most surprising part was that after learning Angry Dragon Fists, the Air Pushing Breathing Technique broke through to the second level and even went a bit further! The two skills accompanying each other had an incredible effect.
No wonder they're perfect for each other! Zhao Feng laughed in his heart.
For the next five days, Zhao Feng kept on learning Angry Dragon Fists and Air Pushing Breathing Pushing Technique, and both of the skills were trained up at an incredible speed.
At this time, Zhao Feng's cultivation was closing to the peak of the second rank of the Martial Path.
"Just a bit longer and I can reach the peak of the second rank…then the third rank won't be far away, either."
Zhao Feng was full of expectations.
The next day, Zhao Feng left home and headed towards the martial arts field.
This was because Lightly Floating Ferry and Continuous Meteorite Arrows needed open space to practice.
Soon, Zhao Feng arrived in the corner of the martial arts field. This was the place where they practiced with bows and arrows.
Shoosh!
An arrow left an afterimage in the air and shot straight into the center of the target fifty meters away.
"Great arrow skill! It is no wonder that Brother Zhao Yui is one of the sect's top three godly archers."
"This arrow could probably break straight through the defense of a third rank, and even kill muscular wild beasts."
Excited shouting came from the side.
"Formidable!" Zhao Feng came just in time and exclaimed.
He knew that the youth who was called Zhao Yui was famous for being a godly archer in the sect.
Shoosh shoosh shoosh...
Zhao Yui pulled the string and shot out five arrows at lightning speed, which formed a ring around the center's red dot.
"Good! Great!" The disciples around started cheering.
Zhao Feng didn't pay any more attention because he felt that if he tried, he could also become a godly archer.
He went to an open space and picked up a random bow. He then squinted his eyes, as if he was aiming.
As soon as he picked up the bow, the disciples around the field focused on him.
"Look…who's that? He looks new." A disciple saw him, and his eyes shone.
"Heh heh, this kid is called Zhao Feng, and he came from a branch sect half a year ago. Not long ago, I heard that he offended Zhao Yijian, who is ranked third amongst the outer disciples. I also heard that his girl even left him now…" There were some who recognized Zhao Feng.
"Branch family disciple? Let us take a bet and see how many rings he can hit." A few disciples looked mockingly at Zhao Feng. Even the goldly archer Zhao Yui was disturbed by this.
"Arrow skills needs talent and integrity. It is not something anyone who wants to learn can learn." Zhao Yui was arrogant and faintly looked down on Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng did not bother with these people. He barely used his left eye and the target fifty meters away in his vision became bigger and bigger…
Shoosh—
; The arrow string trembled, and the arrow flew through the air, barely landing on the target, but then fell off onto the ground.
It floated…
Zhao Feng started sweating as this was his first time using a bow.
"Hahaha…" The disciples around the field raised their heads and laughed.
Again. Zhao Feng was calm. Missing on the first arrow was normal.
Next, he used more energy on his left arrow and merged the Continuous Meteorite Arrow skill into his heart.
Shoosh—
The second arrow went straight to the target and was one ring away from the middle. Ninth ring!
The field turned silent. Those that were laughing had their faces freeze. Even Zhao Yui's brow furrowed.
Ninth Ring, this was already very close to the center. To shoot fifty meters away and hit this was even good for some old archers.
"Luck! This must be luck!"
"You're right! A beginner cannot shoot this accurately. His first arrow did not even hit the target."
The disciples started laughing again and looked at Zhao Feng.
However, just before they finished their words the third arrow shot through the air.
Shooosh—
The arrow shot out like lightning and hit the target.
Ta!
Dead center!
The field turned silent once more. Even Zhao Yui was shocked. They all had confused faces and stood there frozen.
"My luck is not bad." Zhao Feng gave a little smile as it was proven that he had an exceptional talent for the bow.
"Luck? What's up with this guy?" Most of the archers had queer faces on.
Any archer was a beginner from the start. However, it was their first time seeing someone with such luck.
"Kid! Take another shot!" a few disciples said unwillingly.
"Yes! Take another shot!" Most of them had excited looks on and started shouting.
Zhao Feng wanted to leave, but these people were unwilling to let him leave.
There were a few disciples that were the third rank of the Martial Path, and most here were older than Feng.
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