Martial Saint!
Chapter 432 - 0282 Climbing to the pinnacle, surpassing the master, creating one’s own killing move (4k)

Chapter 432: 0282 Climbing to the pinnacle, surpassing the master, creating one’s own killing move (4k)

Inside the temple.

The north wind was swift, and the cold pierced to the bone.

On the martial arts training ground, Lu Chenzhou appeared to be practicing spear techniques alone, yet it seemed as though he was sparring with someone. He moved with a nimbleness that kicked up gusts of wind, shooting towards the sky.

Zhao Yunzong looked toward the temple, his expression turning serious in an instant.

"This feeling..."

When he had his enlightenment, it wasn’t with such resonance.

In his eyes, Lu Chenzhou’s every move was like a fierce battle against a spear skill master. It was as if an invisible and colorless, yet genuine master was using a spear technique all too familiar to him, "feeding" Lu Chenzhou the moves.

If Lu Chenzhou were to be likened to a figure in an ink painting, the negative space around the lines of the character would perfectly form this "transparent master," which was quite extraordinary.

"The ancestor has shown his saintliness... He is teaching Lu Chenzhou the spear techniques across space."

Zhao Yunzong held his breath, eyes unblinking; he feared missing any part of the "White Dragon Spear Technique" that was being passed down through the air by the ancestor. As he continued to watch, he seemed to come to an understanding, and outside the temple, he too began practicing the ancestral spear technique. Using the same techniques, his performance now carried even more rhythm.

Inspiration!

Heaven showed mercy.

The last time he experienced such inspiration had been three years prior. Unexpectedly, by observing Lu Chenzhou’s path to enlightenment, it brought him such benefits. Zhao Yunzong was delighted in his heart.

Regardless of whether his cultivation level was high or low.

From now on, Lu Chenzhou was his elder brother!

Inside the courtyard.

Lu Chenzhou was immersed in the world of Dao Yun.

Time slipped away.

The veteran general opposite him intensified his spear techniques from every direction, enveloping Lu Chenzhou in a vast world crafted from his long spear.

"Martial King Sweeps the Six Kingdoms!"

Lu Chenzhou utilized all of his techniques, his spear skills interweaving, transforming into a tornado reaching for the heavens, trying to break through the encirclement. However, the intangible world of the spear compressed in, sealing him off.

Despair, oppression, bewilderment... followed by death.

With one last struggle, his figure dissipated and left the illusion.

Opening his eyes, Lu Chenzhou’s gaze was ponderous.

"I lost... utterly trounced."

He could sense that the general from the world of Dao Yun had perhaps done it on purpose; his cultivation wasn’t as profound as Lu Chenzhou’s, just at the initial level for a martial artist.

In the real world, he could easily crush such an opponent. He had his invincible cross-training, his Qi-Blood that transcended shackles, his divine weapon’s support...

These techniques allowed him to defeat essentially two levels higher opponents.

But in the illusion of the Gun Immortal Temple, none of this existed. He and the old general both were at the initial realm of a martial artist, with only their spear skills to rely on!

Setting aside external forces, his spear skill level was not even comparable to Zhao Yunzong’s, let alone masters like Yang Tian and Wu Jinlong that he had seen in Magic City.

And this one before him was the Spear Immortal!

That he had lasted so long was already beyond the norm.

"If I could comprehend that move just now, perhaps I’d stand a chance..."

Lu Chenzhou hugged his spear, lost in deep thought.

Shoosh, shoosh, shoosh—

There was also the sound of spears whistling outside, Zhao Yunzong, in his inspired state, taking his spear skills to a new level, and Lu Chenzhou compared him with the Spear Immortal from the illusion.

"It’s the same White Dragon Spear Technique, so why is there such a large gap? Zhao Yunzong’s spear skills, although not yet perfected, should certainly be at the level of Great Success, without flaws."

Lu Chenzhou leaned against the wall, resting while observing.

The Martial Arts Tree could grant him rewards for his efforts in the technical aspects of martial arts practice, but when it came to the elusive Fist Theory of cultivation, he had to work it out for himself.

A qualified martial artist should also maintain constant reflection.

Unconsciously, the sun set in the west; evening had arrived.

Lu Chenzhou watched Zhao Yunzong practicing his spear skills meticulously.

Within any group of three, there must be one who can be my teacher.

Especially since the man’s spear skills were truly superior to his own.

He wanted to consult Zhao Yunzong about the issue that had just arisen.

Around Zhao Yunzong, clouds and mist arose as he solemnly gave his thanks.

"Brother Lu’s great kindness, I will remember it in my heart! You are my elder brother!"

Lu Chenzhou was slightly taken aback.

"What do you mean Brother Zhao?"

Zhao Yunzong replied,

"By observing Brother Lu practice his spear, I was inspired and reaped great benefits. My ancestral ’White Dragon Spear Technique’ has advanced further, nearing Perfection. And that intangible Gun Theory of the Fifth Realm, I’ve grasped some of it, yet I’m just shy of penetrating that final barrier."

Lu Chenzhou gave a wry smile.

"I see, then this is the credit of your ancestor, I am undeserving... By the way, Brother Zhao, can you tell me about the details when you attained enlightenment in the temple before?"

Zhao Yunzong took a sip of water and sat down on the ground.

"When I came to enlightenment, it was as if I viewed life through the eyes of my ancestor, following him in a lifetime of campaigns, warring in all directions, fighting on the battlefield against enemies, and eventually grasped this ’White Dragon Spear Technique.’ This was the technique my ancestor became famous for in his youth, but due to the passage of time and changes in the family, it was ultimately lost. Unexpectedly, it was recovered in the world of Dao Yun."

Lu Chenzhou contemplated and inquired,

"As a descendant of the Spear Immortal, did your ancestor leave you with any instructions?"

Zhao Yunzong laughed.

"Brother Lu jests, how could the ancestor, long passed away, have left any instructions?"

Zhao Yunzong suddenly remembered the "transparent master" who had fought with Lu Chenzhou.

"Brother Lu, could it be that you’ve communicated with my ancestor across the ages?"

Although such an event was unheard of and unseen before.

But the wonders of Dao Yun were mysterious, and with the ancestor being the foremost Spear Immortal, it wasn’t entirely impossible.

Lu Chenzhou shook his head.

"Not at all, it was just that in the illusion, a general who is likely to be your ancestor sparred with me using spear techniques. His cultivation was comparable to mine, yet his mastery of the spear was countless times greater than mine. I fought with all my might and was effortlessly defeated."

Zhao Yunzong’s expression was shaken as he said,

"That must have been my ancestor, he really didn’t say anything?"

Lu Chenzhou shook his head.