Cultivation Begins with Skill Points-Chapter 140 Gu Family Grand Competition

When they returned to Linyue City, the east was already showing a bit of faint light. Although he hadn’t slept all night, Zhong Lin felt no sleepiness, quite the contrary, he was exceptionally excited.

Xuanbing flower, ten-thousand-year-old ice marrow, "Spiritual Cold Sword Scripture"... These are the harvests of tonight, truly immense.

In the room, Zhong Lin sat cross-legged, circulating his inner breath toward the position of the Yin Bai acupoint. Moments later, with a clear sound, it felt as if the inner breath in his dantian had become a bit more solidified.

Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes, a flash of sharp light flickering within them.

"The attribute change of inner breath indeed brings many benefits, even the speed of clearing the acupoints and meridians has accelerated. It seems that it won’t be long before the Foot Three Yin Meridians can be fully cleared."

The fusion of gold and ice induced a mysterious change in the inner breath, and compared to the pure "Flying Spirit Sword Scripture", the "Spiritual Cold Sword Scripture" appeared much more profound.

The inner breath within Zhong Lin’s body surged turbulently. As he expanded his palm, the surroundings instantly underwent a strange transformation; at the center where he stood, a white mist was rapidly spreading.

An excitement glow flickered faintly in Zhong Lin’s eyes as he felt all the inner breath within transforming in such a wondrous manner, deeply immersed in the enjoyable sensation.

Unaware of how much time passed, he finally awakened from the almost enjoyable environment, realizing that unknowingly, about seventy to eighty percent of his inner breath had been consumed.

However, glancing around, Zhong Lin was greatly astonished.

That light frost mist had surprisingly spread throughout the entire room. Everything within this range was entirely covered with thin layers of ice, including the bed beneath him.

Zhong Lin’s face slightly changed, stopping the emission of his inner breath, and this power was thoroughly suppressed, with the surrounding cold gradually beginning to dissipate.

Zhong Lin grinned, his excitement clearly visible.

He took out a Great Rejuvenation Pill and swallowed it, quickly restoring the breath within his dantian.

Dong dong dong!

"Senior Brother, it’s time for breakfast."

Jiang Yuan’s voice came from outside the door.

"Coming."

Zhong Lin got up from the bed, tidied his clothes, and stepped forward to open the room door.

Outside the door, Jiang Yuan suddenly felt a cold wave hit her, instinctively shivering.

"So cold."

Raising her head, she saw a wave of white fog emerging from Zhong Lin’s room, rendering her somewhat dumbfounded.

"Senior Brother, this..."

Zhong Lin casually said, "I was trying some new techniques in practice last night. It’ll be fine soon, let’s go eat!"

Jiang Yuan closed her mouth, asking no more questions. What her senior brother did was not something she had the right to inquire about.

The Gu family breakfast was very hearty. After breakfast, the two started to wander around.

Unconsciously, they arrived at the Martial Arts Arena of the Gu family, where several Gu family disciples were currently sparring on the platform.

"Such a strong martial atmosphere. They say the Gu family rose through martial arts, and the Linyue Escort Agency spreads throughout the Great Chen; really, their reputation is well-deserved." Jiang Yuan praised.

The Gu family disciples on the Martial Arts Arena were only thirteen or fourteen years old, yet every one of them were martial artists, with the strongest having reached the Eighth Rank Muscle Strengthening Realm.

Zhong Lin also nodded and said: "Indeed, it’s impressive."

The Eighth Rank Muscle Strengthening Realm at the age of fourteen is commendable even in the Sword Cauldron Sect.

Accompanied by a flying kick, a Gu family disciple was kicked off the platform, ending the match with one winner.

"Next match, Gu Feng versus Gu Chen."

Accompanied by the referee’s loud announcement, a youth appeared like a calf, leaping into the platform, while from another direction, a lean youth in cyan hemp clothes walked up.

"Gu Chen? I didn’t expect him to sign up for the family competition? Truly unexpected."

"Tsk tsk, it’s about to be a show, the former genius versus the current genius."

"Previously gifted, my foot. To me, it’s obvious his parents must’ve given him some elixir when they were alive. Otherwise, how could his martial arts cultivation stop progressing as soon as they died? Clearly he ran out of elixirs."

"I think so too. My dad told me, those who practice martial arts need to eat more, and only if you eat enough can you have the energy to train. Look at us, each one is sturdy and strong, but Gu Chen is skinny like a chick, surely because he once took some big elixir that harmed his roots, all just to create an image of a genius. Now he’s exposed!"

The crowd talked one after another, not hiding their ridicule, and the lean young Gu Chen walking heard it all, anger gradually emerging in his eyes, fists tightly clenched under his hemp clothes, veins popping.

On the ring, Gu Feng looked down, sneering at Gu Chen who was nearly half a head shorter than him, saying, "Gu Chen? Didn’t expect you to dare to step out of the courtyard. What, here to prove yourself? Or do you want to snatch the Bone-washing Pill too?"

Instantly, laughter erupted among the crowd.

Gu Chen suppressed the anger in his heart, cupped his hands to the family elder beside the ring, saying, "Elder, may we begin?"

The elder, with a complicated expression, glanced at Gu Chen, sighed inwardly, but still loudly declared, "You may begin."

Gu Chen raised his head to look at Gu Feng, gently saying, "Eighth Rank Muscle Strengthening Realm, I reached this realm three years ago, and this is called talent? More like naturally stupid!"

"You’re looking for death."

Gu Feng’s Qi-blood surged, his rage soaring, striding and rushing toward Gu Chen, his fist, like a sand bowl, was about to smash straight onto his head as if intending to crush him right there.

Gu Chen, facing this fearsome punch, showed no hint of fear. With a slight shift of his foot and a twist of his upper body, the punch missed by a hair, barely brushing past his nose.

Gu Feng’s left leg swung for a side kick, again flying toward Gu Chen’s abdomen.

Gu Chen arched his back, drawing in his abdomen, narrowly avoiding the kick by just a fist’s width.

Then lightly raising his elbow, using the momentum of Gu Feng running in, he struck hard against Gu Feng’s chest.

Gu Feng was knocked flying, while Gu Chen also staggered back several steps.

From afar, Jiang Yuan witnessed the scene, praising, "This Gu Chen is not bad; each seemingly dangerous move is only just slightly avoiding damage. However, upon closer inspection, you notice he is quite confident, always using the least effort for maximum advantage. This is a sign of mastering the subtleties of technique."

"Moreover, he just said he reached the Eighth Rank Muscle Strengthening Realm three years ago; his current age is only thirteen or fourteen, which means he was already Eighth Rank at around eleven or twelve. This makes him a genius too!"

Zhong Lin didn’t respond; however, what he saw was that Gu Chen’s elbow, seemingly delivering immense force to knock Gu Feng away, also injured Gu Chen significantly due to the counterforce.

"Counterforce able to cause oneself harm, how could an Eighth Rank Muscle Strengthening body be so lacking?"