The next day! Early in the morning!
After a night of cultivation, Ye Feng had completely stabilized his realm. Now that he was at Mystic Martial Realm Level 2, he was qualified to become an Outer Disciple of the Yunhai Sect.
Outer Disciples received a monthly stipend of five hundred Spirit Stones and ten Spirit Gathering Pills. More importantly, Outer Disciples were allowed to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion to select two martial arts techniques to practice.
Leaving his courtyard, Ye Feng took his chores token and headed to the Outer Disciple Registration Hall. After displaying his cultivation level, he easily obtained the Outer Disciple token and claimed his disciple benefits. Without stopping to rest, he then hurried toward the Martial Arts Pavilion.
The Martial Arts Pavilion had a total of three floors, and Outer Disciples were only permitted to enter the first floor. The second and third floors were reserved for Inner Disciples and Core Disciples, respectively.
Upon arriving at the Martial Arts Pavilion, Ye Feng presented his token and smoothly walked inside. The first floor of the pavilion was filled with a vast array of martial arts techniques, and Ye Feng browsed through them roughly. What he needed most right now was a movement technique and a fierce, domineering offensive technique.
"Hmm, Vajra Fist?" Ye Feng suddenly spotted a manual, and his interest was piqued.
The Vajra Fist was a High-grade Human-tier martial art; the punches were like vajra—fierce and overbearing. Martial arts techniques were divided into Human-tier, Earth-tier, Heaven-tier, Imperial-tier, Saint-tier, Emperor-tier, and Deity-tier.
"No rush, let's look at some others first," Ye Feng thought to himself. The Vajra Fist indeed suited him quite well, but since he still needed to find a movement technique, he decided to keep observing.
Soon, another manual named the Mountain-Sea Fist caught his eye. The Mountain-Sea Fist was a High-grade Human-tier martial art; its punches possessed the might of mountains and seas, capable of shattering rivers and mountains.
Just as Ye Feng was hesitating over which technique suited him better, a disdainful voice came from his side.
"Ye Feng, you've got some nerve. How dare you show your face in the Martial Arts Pavilion!"
The speaker was a handsome youth who bore a striking resemblance to Lin Ruoxue. He was Lin Ruoxue's younger brother, Lin Tiancheng, an Outer Disciple of the Yunhai Sect with a cultivation level of Mystic Martial Realm Level 3.
Hearing this voice, Ye Feng turned around and replied calmly, "You must think the elders guarding the Martial Arts Pavilion are just as blind as you!"
"You..."
Humiliated like this by Ye Feng, Lin Tiancheng felt a sudden surge of fiery anger. Fortunately, he timely remembered that fighting was strictly prohibited inside the Martial Arts Pavilion, or else he would have taught Ye Feng a lesson right then and there. What shocked him somewhat, however, was when Ye Feng had managed to break through to the Mystic Martial Realm. Could Senior Sister Su Changxi have given Ye Feng some rare heavenly treasures?
At this thought, jealousy welled up in Lin Tiancheng's heart once again. Su Changxi was the goddess he held a secret torch for; why was she treating Ye Feng so well?
"Ye Feng, even if you fluke your way into the Mystic Martial Realm, you're still no match for me. If you have the guts, let's step outside and settle this!"
Extreme jealousy spread wildly within Lin Tiancheng, and he swore to beat Ye Feng until his teeth were scattered all over the floor today.
"If you have the guts, try making a move right here. If you don't, crawl outside and wait," Ye Feng said coldly, ignoring him completely after that.
"Fine! Very well! I'll be waiting for you outside. Don't act like a turtle hiding in its shell when the time comes." Lacking the courage to break rules inside the Martial Arts Pavilion, Lin Tiancheng could only leave behind harsh threats and wait outside.
Meanwhile, Ye Feng leisurely continued his search for a suitable martial art inside the pavilion. Since Lin Tiancheng wanted to wait, he could just spend a little more time.
In the end, Ye Feng found a High-grade Human-tier movement technique called the Wind God Step; the footwork resembled a fierce gale, shifting unpredictably. As for his offensive technique, he chose the Mountain-Sea Fist over the Vajra Fist.
There was no other reason; the Mountain-Sea Fist had a total of nine forms. Each form built upon the last, stacking the punch power until it ultimately erupted with the force of mountains and seas, making it far more powerful than the Vajra Fist.
After selecting his techniques, Ye Feng was in no rush to leave. Instead, he stayed inside the pavilion to comprehend the profound mysteries of the Mountain-Sea Fist and the Wind God Step. They would serve as a good warm-up against Lin Tiancheng shortly.
Even though Lin Tiancheng was at Mystic Martial Realm Level 3—one minor realm higher than him—Ye Feng felt no excessive worry. Back when he was only at Qi Martial Realm Level 7, several Qi Martial Realm Level 8 and Level 9 practitioners in the Chores Courtyard had been no match for him. If not for their sheer numbers, coupled with Tang Xiu who was at Qi Martial Realm Level 10, he wouldn't have suffered losses in the Chores Courtyard.
Moreover, when he awakened his Pure Yang Divine Body yesterday, he had already sensed a drastic change in the density of the spiritual power within his body. During cultivation, everyone could compress their spiritual power to alter its density. The more solid the compressed spiritual power was, the more formidable the power erupted by their martial arts would be—and certain geniuses relied precisely on this method to accomplish battles across realms. However, this approach was extremely time-consuming and would greatly slow down one's cultivation speed.
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Two hours later.
Ye Feng rolled his neck, completed the registration procedures inside the Martial Arts Pavilion, and walked out the front gates holding the two martial arts manuals.
After two hours of comprehension, he had already gained a solid grasp of the Mountain-Sea Fist and the Wind God Step. Next, he would use Lin Tiancheng as a whetstone to test his skills.
Outside the Martial Arts Pavilion, Lin Tiancheng had been waiting for two full hours. To make things embarrassing for Ye Feng, he had deliberately spread the word among the Outer Disciples, attracting quite a crowd to watch the spectacle. After all, the news of Ye Feng breaking through to the Mystic Martial Realm came as quite a shock to many Outer Disciples, and quite a few intended to come and watch the fun.
Yet Lin Tiancheng had waited for two hours, almost becoming the spectacle himself, stared at like a monkey.
"Ye Feng, if you're a man, get your ass out here! Stop hiding like a turtle!" Lin Tiancheng shouted at the Martial Arts Pavilion with a dark expression. He was certain Ye Feng could hear him.
"Lin Tiancheng, were you raised by dogs? Why are you barking so loudly outside?"
At that moment, Ye Feng slowly walked out of the Martial Arts Pavilion, looking utterly carefree and unbothered.
"Ye Feng, you finally dare to show your face! Today, I'm going to teach you a thorough lesson." The moment he saw Ye Feng, the anger suppressed within Lin Tiancheng's chest erupted completely.
"Teach me a lesson? You don't even have the qualifications. Though I'm no longer your brother-in-law, it's still no problem for me to teach you a lesson on behalf of your sister."
Ye Feng calmly stated, then raised a finger and beckoned slightly at Lin Tiancheng.
"You—! What qualifications does a loser like you have to lecture me?!"
Seeing this extremely provocative gesture—resembling someone teasing a dog—Lin Tiancheng flew into a rage. The aura of his Mystic Martial Realm Level 3 burst forth, and with a heavy stomp of his foot, he hurtled forward like a wild beast.
"It's finally starting! I've waited nearly two hours for this."
"Yeah, for Ye Feng to act this arrogant in front of Mystic Martial Realm Level 3 Lin Tiancheng, who knows where he gets his confidence."
"I'm more curious about how this Ye Feng managed to break through. Could Senior Sister Su really have helped him?"
Amidst the discussions of the crowd, Ye Feng released his Mystic Martial Realm Level 2 aura, causing his robes to flutter without any wind.
The next instant!
Lin Tiancheng's figure had already closed in on Ye Feng, his fist blazing with fiery energy as it smashed toward Ye Feng's head.
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