Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 314 - 82 Reflection

Chapter 314: Chapter 82 Reflection

"Today, I shall claim the name of the Zheguang lineage."

Lin Yuan’s eyes drooped slightly.

The events of today were all due to Lu Angzhou; without his meddling, the tension would not have escalated to this point.

Sitting upright in the quiet room, Lin Yuan reflected endlessly.

"Today’s dangerous situation was because I wasn’t proactive. I only reacted after they made their move, which was extremely passive."

The pressure from Cai Yufeng and Ning Guisheng was still turbulent in his heart.

"In terms of both strength and status, Cai Yufeng is incomparable to my master. Currently, my status as a Disciple of the Martial Arts Academy is far too low, leaving me no leverage against the emissaries of the Fire Crow Sect."

Lin Yuan rubbed his chin, as a series of inspirations flashed through his mind.

In the end, all these ideas were rejected.

"It is impossible to demonstrate anything merely from this perspective of the Martial Arts Academy." Lin Yuan shook his head, and Lu Rong’s situation quietly surfaced in his mind: "What if I followed Lu Rong’s path?"

At this thought, Lin Yuan’s eyes gleamed: "The Hundred Cities’ Prodigy Rankings!"

"I must step out and earn a prodigy’s title. I must defeat all rivals until they submit willingly and have the elders of the Fire Crow Sect personally come to invite me into the academy."

Having suffered from being too passive, his plans for the future quietly shifted.

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Meanwhile, when Qi Yu returned to her courtyard with the old woman, she was summoned by her.

"Disciple, do you really have no idea about Ning Yi?"

The old woman looked at her with loving eyes and asked softly.

"Master, I, I." Qi Yu hesitated for a moment, trying to speak but stopping short.

The old woman understood Qi Yu’s expression, knowing well about this Disciple’s nature, making it clear what the situation was.

She raised her hand to stop her: "Alright, I understand."

Qi Yu glanced at the old woman sitting on the chair and let out a sigh.

This was her mentor, who was like a second parent to her, making it difficult to lie. The elder did not press on, giving her a sense of relief.

The old woman grasped her cane lightly and asked, "What do you think of Lin Yuan?"

Qi Yu was momentarily taken aback and unconsciously tightened her grip on her clothes with her right hand.

"Lin Yuan is formidable. He is a pure Martial Artist."

Qi Yu pondered for a moment, her expression serious.

"Formidable?"

Qi Yu’s answer surprised the old woman, causing her to turn her head and look at her proud Disciple: "How formidable can he be? Can he reach the level of thirty?"

Qi Yu slowly shook her head and, looking at the old woman, spoke softly: "Master, I dare not deceive you."

After contemplating, Qi Yu revealed the truth: "Lin Yuan’s strength far surpasses even that of this Disciple."

The elder’s previously relaxed demeanor was suddenly marked by a hint of shock.

"Disciple, how can this be?" The old woman was incredulous.

Qi Yu shook her head, her expression extremely serious: "In fact, it was Lin Yuan who killed Ning Yi."

The elder’s barely composed expression widened, her mouth almost large enough to fit an egg.

Yet Qi Yu continued, sharing all there was to know about Lin Yuan with the elder.

In an instant, the room fell into silence.

After a while, the old woman slowly regained her senses, digesting the shocking information.

"Are you saying that Lin Yuan’s current strength is actually not much different from Lu Angzhou’s?" The old woman held her breath and spoke with a restrained voice.

Qi Yu slowly nodded: "Indeed, and since returning for so long, who knows to what level Lin Yuan’s strength has increased."

"I suspect that at his current pace of improvement, even Lu Angzhou is no longer his match."

The old woman fell silent once again.

She always thought Lin Yuan was unremarkable, just an ordinary genius who would take years to slowly reveal his potential.

But now, he appeared to be a true dragon hiding below the surface.

"So, are you standing by Lin Yuan?" the old woman whispered.

Qi Yu shook her head once more: "It’s not like that, I support him because he deserves it. It has nothing to do with strength."

The old woman was momentarily stunned and sighed deeply.

"Disciple, have you ever considered your future?"

A blush crept quietly onto Qi Yu’s cheeks.

Why would Master suddenly bring this up?

"Disciple, I think Lin Yuan isn’t bad. You don’t seem to dislike him, even going so far as to protect him. That alone shows he’s special to you." The old woman placed the dragon-headed cane down and held Qi Yu’s right hand.

"Disciple, I’m not trying to rush you. But Cai Yufeng may have his thoughts on you." The old woman gazed at Qi Yu’s fair cheek, stroked her hair, and spoke softly: "If you have no intentions of submitting to him, you’d better decide soon."

Qi Yu’s shy emotions quickly turned into calmness.

Looking back, the personal emissary Cai indeed had a particularly fiery gaze directed at her, though he hadn’t made much of an advance.

Why would Master say this?

"Disciple, Cai Yufeng is unlike anyone before," the old woman sighed, her expression growing forlorn: "His status is higher than anyone before. So high that even I can’t ensure your safety."

"Such a person hasn’t used any methods yet. But should Vice Dean Ning arrange for you to be by his side, it won’t be long. I’m afraid you won’t be able to resist."

Hearing this, Qi Yu’s heart skipped heavily, her proud chest heaving with unrest.

"Master, I?"

Qi Yu hesitated, feeling inexplicably lost within.

"Disciple, you should either leave or marry the one you like." The old woman cradled Qi Yu’s head, letting her lean on her shoulder.

Feeling the melancholy from the young woman: "You, ah, with your talent and disposition, everything would be perfect, but unfortunately, you’re too beautiful."

"In this world, without strength, beauty is simply a curse."

Even inadvertently, the old woman felt a deep sorrow, an irrelevant sense of melancholy.

From the moment the inheritance arrived, she had tried her utmost to hide Qi Yu, avoiding exposure. But now, it seemed they still couldn’t escape.

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Night fell.

Lu Angzhou was in Ning Guisheng’s study.

"Dean, Cai Yufeng is quite the lecher. Now that he seeks to have Qi Yu, he will certainly want to rely heavily on us. As soon as we have him, with his support, killing Lin Yuan will be no problem." Lu Angzhou poured Ning Guisheng a cup of hot tea, speaking softly.

"Hmph!"

Ning Guisheng took a sip of tea, then slammed the cup down heavily: "Cai Yufeng is fickle. If you let me interrogate Qi Yu, there is certainly an opportunity to kill Lin Yuan on the spot as a tribute for Yi’er, why make it so complicated."

The more Ning Guisheng thought about it, the angrier he got, cursing again: "Cai Yufeng, soft-hearted at the sight of a beauty, womanly compassion, completely soft-hearted. Even after Qi Yu takes the blame, won’t he still manipulate her at will?"

"He desires the body of a beauty, yet wants her heart as well, what sheer delusion."

After Ning Guisheng spoke, his chest heaved violently, malice soaring to the ceiling: "Have Qi Yu taken, then take action, I can’t wait any longer. Is there a way? I want Lin Yuan dead now!"

Lu Angzhou bowed his head, pondering for a moment, then spoke: "If we assassinate Lin Yuan, it would be too obvious."

"However, there is a way we can kill Lin Yuan openly and honorably."

"Hmm?" Ning Guisheng’s gaze turned to him.

Lu Angzhou chuckled lightly.

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