flstandardbreds Chapter 718 Crisis (5)
Chapter 718 Crisis (5)
Chapter 718 Crisis (Part 5)
"What the hell are you? Do I need your approval?"
Han Yi grinned menacingly and pulled the trigger.
boom! !
Black flames shot from the muzzle, and the black gas erupted like a high-pressure jet of gas.
In Bi Zhi’s mouth, there was a bloody mess, most of his teeth were knocked out, and he was covered in black ash.
"You...you..."
He was both shocked and furious, and it seemed as if only a small part of his tongue remained, rendering him unable to speak.
Without a second thought, Bi Zhi swiftly clasped his hands together, forming a triangular opening. Bang!
The entire room trembled, and a powerful repulsive force emanated from the void. Centered on him, all the furniture suddenly floated up as if it had been lifted from the bottom.
Bi Zhi also retreated several steps in an instant, moving away from Han Yi.
Splash...
But he hadn't gone far when a large black net descended from the sky above his head.
A large amount of black mist swirled around the black net, with countless tiny holes, each about the size of a pinhole.
Only tiny beams of light could penetrate through the gap.
Bi Zhi panicked and tried to dodge, but he had already exhausted too much strength, and the angle and point of the black net were just right, making it difficult to dodge.
The moment his toes stepped out of the black net's reach, he was completely enveloped from head to toe. "You... young man, you have no martial ethics... we agreed to use fists... how could you use a gun?!" Bi Zhi fell to the ground, his head covered by the net, his finger trembling as he pointed at Han Yi.
After Han Yi's bloodline spirit seed entered the synesthetic stage, the quality of the black energy increased significantly, and the black net it generated was extremely hard, with countless barbs inside. It had already completely neutralized Bi Zhi's protective true energy, making it difficult for him to break free from the inside.
"There's no need to be so particular when dealing with enemies."
With a snap, Han Yi cracked his knuckles and raised his fist to smash down.
Just then, an old man's furious shout rang out from afar: "Old Gecko, show mercy! That's...!"
Whizzing!
Two figures swept across Flower Lake and entered the room one after the other.
It was a man, along with an elderly man with gray hair.
Seeing this scene, **he was alright. Sun Wuya, however, widened his eyes in disbelief: "Old gecko... how could this be?!"
He and Bi Zhi often exchanged verbal sparring, and although their relationship wasn't particularly close, they were actually quite capable when it came to a real fight.
Bi Zhi is a master who is easily ranked among the top twenty in the Grandmasters Association.
How could I possibly lose a mere assessment for martial arts masters?
"Hey, Lao Hu, what brings you here? And these two... could you introduce them?" Han Yi had already guessed what was going on, but he still asked knowingly.
I estimate that he is the person who was responsible for assessing him, as mentioned before.
The assessment is nothing.
What angered him was that they barged in without even a word.
He showed mercy. If it weren't for **'s sake, he would have crushed this inexplicable intruder long ago.
"Haha... Let me introduce you, Brother Han. These two are Bi Zhi and Sun Wuya, both seniors in the Grandmaster Association. They've come to discuss your membership arrangements."
He gave a dry laugh and didn't mention the assessment at all.
"Oh? What do you two think of me? Am I qualified?" Han Yi asked calmly, looking at the two of them.
"That's enough... Of course, no problem..."
Sun Wu glanced at Bi Zhi, who was lying on the ground in a miserable state, and quickly replied.
……………
"Haha, as they say, no fight, no friendship! You two, come and have a drink!"
In the banquet hall of Huahu Villa.
Han Yi had just given Bi Zhi a good beating, and in the blink of an eye, he had Zhong Han arrange a banquet.
He himself didn't care, and raised his wine glass to toast Bi Zhi, who was still wrapped in gauze: "Come, come, Brother Bi, have a drink. I was in seclusion and noticed someone breaking in. I didn't hold back for a moment, so please don't take offense."
"No, no, it was my own fault for barging in without permission..."
Bi Zhi looked on with a bitter expression, then picked up his glass and drank a glass.
He did introduce himself, but he was stopped by someone's gun barrel.
That's the truth, but he didn't dare say anything more.
He both feared and dreaded Han Yi, a young and talented powerhouse, and dared not provoke him.
"That's more like it, we're all on the same side." Han Yi laughed and turned to Sun Wuya. "Old Sun, don't just stand there, have a drink with us."
“Yes, yes, yes…” Sun Wuya smiled, acting as if they were old friends. “In this world, fighting and killing is the lowest form of life. Making friends from all corners of the land and traveling the world together is the greatest joy in life.”
"Old Sun is right. Let's all have a drink!" he suggested with a smile.
The four of them raised their glasses and drank together for several rounds.
After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became lively. The conversation gradually turned to more serious matters.
"Where has the Grandmasters Association progressed in its research on martial arts?" Han Yi brought up the topic.
In the path of martial arts, he was merely a martial arts master.
But with his current level of skill, breaking through to the Grandmaster level is only a matter of time.
It's good to be prepared for the future by doing your research early.
"The path of martial arts..." Sun Wuya began, "Actually, what we Grandmasters study is mostly at the Grandmaster to Venerable level. We rarely delve into anything beyond that... after all..."
…”
He sighed, "The Grandmasters' Guild itself is just an organization formed by people whose lineages are incomplete... Their deepest obsession is still to find a way to break through to the Venerable level..."
"Oh? What achievements have you made?" Han Yi put down his wine glass and listened quietly.
“Actually… at the Grandmaster stage, one’s understanding of one’s own skills and martial arts has reached a level of unparalleled mastery, a peak level…” Sun Wuya said.
"In other words, simply honing skills has a negligible effect on improving a grandmaster's strength... so at this stage... we gradually begin to shift our focus to other areas."
"...The so-called Grandmaster?" Han Yi suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
“That’s right. Grandmasters are also at the Grandmaster stage. Perhaps there are differences in strength, but in essence, there is no difference…” Sun Wuya organized his thoughts, “It’s because simply learning martial arts in this world cannot improve strength that the Grandmaster stage exists, where one condenses inner energy…”
In particular, some malevolent energies can significantly compress true energy, causing it to liquefy. When this true energy accumulates in large quantities… it can lead to qualitative changes. Therefore, it was seen as a new hope, and many attempts were made, but unfortunately, there has been little progress…
"So, in fact, the stage from Grandmaster to Venerable, the Grandmaster, is dispensable?"
"That's one way to understand it. According to the records, in ancient times, there were people with exceptional talent who created their own paths. After becoming a Grandmaster, they would attain enlightenment in three days and become a Venerable."
Sun Wu nodded and continued, "The term 'Grandmaster' originally referred to the title of the strongest among the Grandmasters, and had no other meaning. Later, as the method of condensing evil energy spread, the title 'Grandmaster' came to be used to distinguish between the two."
"Venerable One..." Han Yi pondered, "Does one really need to create their own path to become a Venerable One from a Grandmaster?" "At present, it seems that this is the only feasible path." Sun Wuya said helplessly, "Looking at the world, all the Venerable Ones who have achieved this status today have created something out of nothing, combined their own learning, done what their predecessors could not, and forged a unique path."
“But how difficult is it to create one’s own path?” Bi Zhi’s mouth was full of bitterness. “My Grandmaster Association collects all kinds of first-class martial arts, learns from their strengths and makes up for their weaknesses, and eventually seems to have created a few seemingly original top-grade martial arts, known as the ‘Three Mysteries and Twenty-Four Skills’…”
Then they select exceptionally talented individuals to cultivate... and the final result... is that they are all stuck at the stage of originality...
“This is inevitable. Many things that seem original… are actually just wishful thinking. People before us have already done it once, so naturally it won’t work.” Sun Wu sighed deeply.
"Grandmasters only live for one or two hundred years, and even those who take good care of themselves can only live for three or four hundred years at most, which is considered long-lived. As for Venerables... they can live for at least a thousand years... they are all old monsters... with such a difference in lifespan, breaking through the barrier will certainly not be an easy task." Han Yi fell silent.
The power involved at the Venerable level far exceeds mere martial arts skills.
It is a more fantastical concept, manipulating the primordial energy of heaven and earth, and being able to turn the world upside down in the blink of an eye.
Just like Fan Hongchou demonstrated, he possessed the power to easily collapse a building with the flick of his wrist.
But how difficult it is to reach this level!
According to the intelligence Han Yi knew, this had been going on for a thousand years since the fall of the previous dynasty, You Dynasty.
The most successful unique path is the blood-dissolving secret technique in martial arts, which is now known as the bloodline family.
The others are either deliberately hidden or have long since faded into obscurity.
There are three thousand great paths, too numerous to count.
The meaning of this sentence is very simple: there are countless methods in the world, and they will never be exhausted.
That being said.
When it comes to an individual, it's a different story.
Similarly, in the martial arts world, pioneers who take the lead early on reap numerous opportunities and benefits. A little research might just lead them to a new path.
However, by the time later generations began to practice, the martial arts they had been practicing already bore the imprint of their predecessors, and opportunities to practice them had become fewer.
It's almost impossible to break out of this circle and find a new path.
Or rather, it's extremely difficult.
The benefits have all been exhausted, and future generations can only keep groping their way forward in the dark if they want to make progress.
When it came to the final step, they discovered that it had already been taken by predecessors and was meaningless.
'Then the bloodline spirit seed that I have always considered unique....'
Could it end up the same way?
Han Yi frowned, thinking of himself.
However, before he could think further, Sun Wuya continued, "Given that creating this method is indeed quite difficult."
Currently, there are two opposing factions within the association. One faction believes in using the evil energy to condense and absorb it into oneself, aiming to win by sheer quantity, and attempting to continuously improve the quality of true energy to reach the limit of a grandmaster and touch the threshold of a venerable one.
Another school of thought advocates learning from foreign cultures, adopting their superior techniques, and forging a new path.
"Learn from?" Han Yi's eyes suddenly turned strange. He glanced at Sun Wuya a few times. "Like you, learning from the Demon Clan?"
"What? You figured it out?!" Sun Wuya's expression changed drastically when his deepest secret was exposed by an outsider. He stood up abruptly, a wicked glint in his eyes.
"What, you'd kill your own people to silence them?" Han Yi calmly put down his wine glass and looked at the other person quietly.
"Old Sun?!" Bi Zhi's expression changed drastically, and he slammed his fist on the table and stood up.
He got up too quickly, which aggravated his wound, and he immediately grimaced.
Although there was no action, the lack of action itself is the best explanation.
For him, the Grandmasters' Association was an outsider compared to Han Yi.
Seeing this scene before him, Sun Wuya finally realized what was happening.
He was alone, seemingly powerless against overwhelming odds.
"I..." Sun Wu chuckled awkwardly, "I'm just a little excited, excited. Everyone, sit down, keep drinking, keep drinking..."
According to the rankings within the Grandmasters Association, he couldn't even beat Bi Zhi.
Bi Zhi had another excuse for the assessment, but he ended up being beaten into this miserable state.
If he really wanted to take action to keep the secret, he'd probably be beaten to a pulp on the spot.
"Tell me. How did you manage to have that demonic aura on you?" Han Yi now completely dominated the conversation, his eyes filled with curiosity. "This method... I'm very interested in."