Chapter 6

Following the sound, at the entrance of the third floor, an old man with white hair and beard was staring at him.

Chu Feng knew that this was the elder in charge of guarding the Martial Skills Pavilion. Despite his age being nearly a hundred, the elder's strength was very formidable.

"Thank you for your reminder, Senior. I have my own judgment." Chu Feng politely bowed to him and then walked in.

"Ah, another arrogant disciple." The elder shook his head in disappointment.

Chu Feng had seen many disciples like him, but most of them ended in failure. The lighter ones realized their mistakes and returned to the right path, while the more serious ones went mad and ruined their promising futures.

Even so, every time the elder saw a new face, he would kindly remind them to avoid more disciples going astray.

Chu Feng walked around the third floor and quickly chose a martial skill he liked, then went to the elder to register.

"Are you sure you want to practice this Illusory Palm?" The elder looked at Chu Feng with doubt.

"Yes." Chu Feng nodded with a smile.

"Have you read the introduction of this martial skill?" The elder continued to ask.

"Senior, I have read it." Chu Feng smiled again.

"Then you still choose it? This is the hardest martial skill to practice in the entire Martial Skills Pavilion." The elder was puzzled.

"Senior, this is exactly what I want to practice." Chu Feng's face always wore a smile, but his gaze was unusually firm.

"Ah, young people these days really don't know their limits." The elder sighed but still registered Chu Feng and handed him the martial skill, adding, "When practicing martial skills, remember to know when to retreat."

Chu Feng nodded in agreement. Although the elder had always doubted him, Chu Feng had a good impression of him, thinking he was a responsible elder.

"Hmm?"

Just as Chu Feng turned to leave, a familiar figure brushed past him, and it was Duan Yuxuan, who looked very upset.

Chu Feng was not close to him, so he did not think much about it. But just as he was about to leave, whispers came from behind, and he learned the reason for Duan Yuxuan's frustration.

"Isn't that Duan Yuxuan? He already has a fourth-level martial skill, why is he still here to choose one? Could it be that the fourth-level martial skill is with Yang Tianyu?"

"Didn't you know? Last night, during the grand banquet, the inner sect elder reminded them that the fourth-level martial skill cannot be shared and can only be practiced by one person, and it must be returned soon."

"Upon hearing this from the elder, both of them were stunned. In the end, they clarified in front of everyone that they were not the top performers in the assessment. The one who killed forty ferocious beasts was someone else."

"Is there such a thing? Why did they admit it at first?"

"Ah, who knows? Maybe it was for the sake of face, but this time they have really lost face."

"Indeed, but who is the top performer? I haven't heard of anyone in the outer sect being so powerful."

"Forty ferocious beasts, including a fourth-level one. It's hard to imagine how fierce that person must be."

Listening to this, Chu Feng smiled and shook his head, then headed upstairs, eager to start practicing.

The fourth floor was as lively as the first floor. Since most of the new disciples were still choosing martial skills, the ones here were mostly senior disciples.

At first glance, it was more like a training ground than a floor, with over a thousand people practicing against mechanical dummies, their shouts echoing loudly, a grand sight.

In addition to the thousand mechanical dummies in the hall, there were countless private rooms around for practice.

This was a good design. Those who liked the hustle and bustle could practice in the hall and learn from each other.

But those who preferred quiet could choose a private room for solo practice, and once the stone door was closed, all distractions were blocked.

Chu Feng did not join them but went to the sixth floor, which was as quiet as the third floor, with many more practice spots.

Chu Feng entered a private room, and after the stone door closed, he bowed to the mechanical dummy, knowing that it would soon suffer his attacks.

The mechanical dummy was made of mystic ironwood, extremely sturdy, and would automatically dodge any attack.

The speed of its dodges would vary according to the speed of the attack. Unless the martial skill was practiced to perfection, it was hard to damage it, making it the best tool for practicing martial skills.

"Illusory Palm, using palm wind to strike the enemy无形."

Chu Feng reviewed the practice method of the Illusory Palm and then approached the mechanical dummy.

"Swish, swish." He suddenly struck out, his palms turning into two shadows, aiming at two points on the dummy.

"Swoosh, swoosh." Just as he was about to hit, the dummy swayed left and right, dodging Chu Feng's attack in a flash.

At this moment, Chu Feng was taken aback but then smiled, saying, "Interesting."

From that day on, except for eating and sleeping, Chu Feng spent every day in the Martial Skills Pavilion, practicing non-stop.

The Three Thunder Techniques were created by the founding ancestor of the Azure Dragon Sect. Although they were extremely profound, they were also very difficult to practice.

The Illusory Palm, which the elder in charge of the Martial Skills Pavilion called the hardest martial skill to practice, was not without reason.

However, after some time of practice, Chu Feng gradually understood the characteristics of the two martial skills.

The Three Thunder Techniques were extremely fierce, swift as lightning, and powerful as thunder, each move capable of taking an enemy's life, direct and domineering.

The Illusory Palm, on the other hand, was completely different, alternating between real and illusory, catching the enemy off guard.

Although it was not as powerful as the Three Thunder Techniques, it was still very formidable, each with its own profundity.

After ten days of intense practice, Chu Feng finally mastered the two martial skills.

The Illusory Palm was almost perfected, while the Three Thunder Techniques were only practiced to the second level.

But even so, when Chu Feng successfully performed the second level, he was shocked by its powerful force.

At the third floor of the Martial Skills Pavilion, the same elder was watching as Chu Feng returned the Illusory Palm.

"How did it go? Did you hit a wall?" The elder looked at Chu Feng with a hint of sarcasm, a smug smile on his face.

Chu Feng did not answer but smiled casually. In the elder's eyes, Chu Feng's smile was an admission of defeat.

"Still go to the first floor and start with a first-level martial skill." The elder kindly reminded him after taking back the martial skill.

"Thank you, Senior." Chu Feng bowed and then left.

"Knowing when to retreat, you still have some insight." The elder nodded, watching Chu Feng leave.

The Martial Skills Pavilion was not open day and night. Every sunset, the pavilion would close, and all the elders would check the martial skills and mechanical dummies.

"What's the big fuss, and why do I have to see it myself?"

"Senior Ouyang, you must see this. It's been a long time since we've seen such a powerful disciple."

On the stairs, a middle-aged man was guiding a white-haired elder to a private room on the sixth floor.

Inside the private room, an indestructible mechanical dummy was covered in wounds, almost broken.

Seeing the dummy, the white-haired elder's expression became very serious as he carefully examined it.

"This is..." But when he noticed the shallow palm prints, he was greatly surprised.

With his experienced eye, he immediately recognized that the dummy had been damaged by the Illusory Palm. However, in the entire inner sect, there were very few disciples who could practice the Illusory Palm to this level.

Moreover, those who had achieved some success in the inner sect had long since started their external training and rarely practiced in the Martial Skills Pavilion.

After much thought, the elder suddenly had an epiphany and exclaimed in shock, "Could it be him?"