The Domination Of Martial Spirit Chapter 10: Dawn Tower

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It gives Yuan Qingyun a complete surprise that Yuan Feng can make a breakthrough to the third level of Ning Yuan Realm and carry out the third pattern of Jingang Fist.  Nevertheless, when he sees Yuan Feng performs the footwork which is as swift as wind, he is not simply surprised but absolutely shocked.

Obviously, what Yuan Feng conducts must be a profound and advanced martial skill about bodily movement which, however, is an extremely rare treasure everywhere. Therefore, he is totally bewildered where on earth his son has acquired such a formidable martial method. Now, he finally understands why Yuan Feng at the third level of Ning Yuan Realm is capable of beating Fang Li at the fourth level out of anger. With such body manoeuvres and martial skills, the one-level difference is nothing but a drop in the bucket in terms of Qi.

In the field of martial arts all over the world, nothing is invincible but fastness. This point is the honest truth here and there.

"Fenger, what on earth has happened to you? Please tell me quickly."

At this moment, Yuan Qingyun isn't so calm any more. Today Yuan Feng has brought him too many surprises. Not to mention the breakthrough of cultivation base, Yuan Feng also enables him to witness such wonderful body manoeuvres. To be frank, he has hardly seen such flowing and dynamic body manoeuvres. If only speed is taken into account, he at the eighth level of Ning Yuan Realm isn't necessarily faster than Yuan Feng.

  "Father, nothing has happened to me except falling down off the cliff, which helps me figure out numerous things. Hence, I have made the previous breakthrough. As to the body manoeuvres and martial skills, father you must know that there is a fragmentary martial skill book called the Footwork of the Flying Dragon in the Wuji Pavilion of our Yuan clan!"

Yuan Feng has already thought out the excuse before. Anyhow, there should be a reason for any sudden breakthrough. And it is completely pa.s.sable to attribute all the things to the previous fall.

"The Footwork of the Flying Dragon?"

On hearing the Footwork of the Flying Dragon, Yuan Qingyun is completely attracted and turns his back on other things. "Fenger, you say, the body manoeuvres and martial skills you've just performed are the Footwork of the Flying Dragon？"

"Precisely, it is indeed the Footwork of the Flying Dragon." Yuan Feng nods his head, "That day I made a breakthrough of Qi, thus going to Wuji Pavilion to select a martial skill. I meant to choose Jingang Fist at first, but the fragmentary record of the Footwork of the Flying Dragon kindled my interest. Afterwards, I started to cultivate according to the fragmentary incantations on it. Unexpectedly, I finished the first level of the Footwork of the Flying Dragon by chance. Presumably, everything is doomed in the unseen world!"

He cannot tell anyone about the sky-swallowing martial spirit. Instead he can only attribute to G.o.d's will his success in finis.h.i.+ng the first level of the Footwork of the Flying Dragon, without much attention to other people's trust.

"I can't believe that there is such a thing."

After hearing Yuan Feng's explanation, Yuan Qingyun does not believe obviously. Fragmentary martial skills can be finished by luck? Actually, he doesn't know of that kind of thing. Anyhow, he has never heard that anyone can succeed in cultivating the fragmentary martial skills during the years of his cultivation. However, he cannot think out other possibilities but the explanation Yuan Feng has just made. Thinking of it now, the body manoeuvres Yuan Feng has just performed really correspond to the fragmentary record of the Footwork of the Flying Dragon. They must come from the Footwork of the Flying Dragon beyond question. The fragmentary writing about the Footwork of the Flying Dragon is what he obtained by accident in his previous adventures. Pity the footwork fragments too much. In spite of his study, he got nothing in return at last.

"Could it be said that G.o.d wants to compensate for my son's torments and sufferings these days in this way?" With his mind wandering back and forth, Yuan Qingyun can only believe what Yuan Feng's said for the time being.

"Heaven pities and protects us! My son can have the chance to turn the tables at length!"

With other thoughts off his mind, Yuan Qingyun's eyes suddenly light up, "No matter what level his cultivation base is at, my son can completely defend himself with such footwork. It appears that my son can also partic.i.p.ate in the fall hunt and hone himself in a few days."

With eyes wandering, more than a thousand thoughts flash across his mind at this moment. The previous Yuan Feng has had difficulty in breaking through for a long time, so he has no idea and expectation about Yuan Feng. However, only by the shocking body manoeuvres now, Yuan Feng has the eligibility to compete for the position of patriarch. Maybe, he should really pay more attention to this son of his.

"Fenger, tell me something about your recent cultivation. From now on, you can come to ask me whatever you are confused about."

Things will never be what they were, and Yuan Qingyun's att.i.tude has changed dramatically. To this, Yuan Feng is not surprised.

For the rest of the day, Yuan Qingyun directly throws off all his affairs, siting with his son to study the cultivation for the first time in these years. Although Yuan Feng possesses the sky-swallowing martial spirit as the helper, he hasn't cultivated for a long time. Countless experiential knowledge really needs to be acquired from Yuan Qingyun. And as long as Yuan Feng is willing to learn, Yuan Qingyun is ready to teach.

It is not until the sunset that Yuan Qingyun wistfully leaves. As to Yuan Feng's breakthrough, he follows Yuan Feng's advice, not trumpeting wantonly. Now that the outside world is inundated with the hearsay, just let the outsiders conjecture by themselves!

After Yuan Qingyun leaves, Yuan Feng cannot help smiling stealthily.

"Hey-hey, just making a breakthrough to the third level of Ning Yuan Realm can render my father so happy. It appears right not to tell him the truth.

"Anyway, the Footwork of the Flying Dragon is really incomparably fantastic. Just cultivating the first level of it, I've achieved such a breathtaking speed. It seems that the footwork cannot possibly be a common yellow-layer martial skill!" Lightly squinting, he is very clear in his mind that the average yellow-level martial skills should not have such power. Perhaps the Footwork of The Flying Dragon is really an advantaged martial skill beyond yellow level.

"No matter what level of martial skills it reaches, it is good as long as it is useful." He glances at the sky outside the window with a sneer. "When it gets dark, I will try and break through the fifth level of Ning Yuan Realm. Provided the fifth level of Ning Yuan Realm is attained, I can defend myself sufficiently well with the mastery of Jingang Fist, Fufeng Swordsmans.h.i.+p and the Footwork of The Flying Dragon in such a small place as Mukden County."

He clearly knows that his base of Qi is still weak, although he has possessed three martial skills to wield. The Qi based on the fourth level of Ning Yuan Realm cannot support too many movements of his fist and sword.

Skills of movements in martial arts are significant without doubt, while the base of Qi is the first priority among priorities. We must remember the Chinese proverb that a man of great strength can defeat ten people with martial skills. No matter how advanced the fist position and swordsmans.h.i.+p he cultivates are, he cannot exert the expected power without the support of Qi. Hence, he has been immersed into the breakthrough of Qi rather than the successive cultivation of following movements of Jingang Fist and Fufeng Swordsmans.h.i.+p these days.

"Hey-hey, I've come into this world for some time, and yet never experienced the local customs and practices. Just taking advantage of the left time, I can wander around and feel them."

Looking at the sky outside, he suddenly wants to go out for a walk. Surely, cultivation is quite important, but always staying inside can probably lead to the dementia before the achievement in fantastic martial arts.

At the thought of this point, he doesn't hesitate any longer. Simply changing his clothes, he walks outside.

The night doesn't come yet and the whole Mukden County is still very bustling. Yuan Feng walks out of the Yuan clan's mansion and directly proceeds in the direction of market.

The market is the most bustling place in the center of Mukden County, crowded with a myriad restaurants and teahouses. The whole market is naturally under the mutual control of the three largest families in Mukden County. Every family controls a place exclusively possessed by themselves, running their own businesses. The previous Yuan Feng is a regular visitor of the market. As a result, he cannot be too familiar with the market.

The area controlled by Yuan clan lies in the west of the market. However, Yuan Feng doesn't choose it on this visit. Instead he directly walks towards the opposite area of Yuan clan.

Although the previous Yuan Feng does no longer exist, the combination of the two Yuan Fengs still keep some habits of the previous one. Not long ago, the Yun clan's market was still the place mostly visited by the original third childe of Yuan clan. The reason is very simple and apparent that there is undoubtedly a very good chance of encountering the second miss of Yun clan.

"Dawn Tower, hey-hey, what a familiar and strange place!"

A magnificent three-storeyed restaurant comes into view when Yuan Feng stops and c.o.c.ks his head. Dawn Tower, the biggest restaurant of Yun clan in the market, is allegedly built by the great grandfather of Yun family at the beginning to celebrate the second miss Yun Mengchen's tenth birthday. However, the restaurant is unexpectedly flouris.h.i.+ng as time goes on and has been acknowledged as the first restaurant of Mukden County within a few years.

"Second Miss of Yun clan, Yun Mengchen. I don't know whether I'm lucky enough to encounter her!" With his eyes suddenly wandering, a pretty figure naturally emerges from his mind. And at the thought of the charming silhouette, even he at present feels dizzy and enchanted.

Shaking his head and beaming with a smile, he no longer thinks, instead, directly stepping into the restaurant.

"Yo-yo-yo, third childe, it's really third childe. Third childe, you haven't come here for more than a half month. I'm dying to see you!"

As soon as Yuan Feng enters the restaurant, a familiar voice comes at once. Before the voice dies away, a fat figure has approached. After seeing the pudgy silhouette, Yuan Feng raises the corners of his mouth and unconsciously smiles.

"Hey-hey, Qian shopkeeper (Qian is the family name of the shopkeeper) you have become chubbier within the few days."

He certainly knows the stout person who is the shopkeeper of Dawn Tower, managing the restaurant as a full-fledged member of Yun family. Although he, an absolute businessman, is not a lineal relative of Yun clan, his status in Yun family isn't low. The exact reasons of that cannot be known by outsiders.

"Hha, third childe, you are so sweet. I'm just a servant with too much useless body fat." The stocky shopkeeper smiles enthusiastically with a trace of surprise imperceptibly crossing through his eyes. Having dealing with Yuan Feng for years, he naturally senses the difference of Yuan Feng today.

"Third childe, please go upstairs. Your favorite private room happens to be vacant right now!"

"Thank you!" Lightly performing the fist-and-palm salute (fist-and-palm salute is a Chinese obeisance to show respect), Yuan Feng makes a response and then directly goes upstairs.

"Tsk, tsk. The third childe is really something. According to the proverb that all dogs have their days, the previous hearsay is not a groundless rumour!"

When Yuan Feng goes upstairs, the stocky shopkeeper cannot help squinting. In spite of a few brief words, he can completely feel the temperamental changes of Yuan Feng. Meanwhile, the footsteps of the previous Yuan Feng are weak and feeble just like common people, while now every gesture and movement of Yuan Feng intangibly shows calmness and maturity. In general, Yuan Feng today is no longer the same as half a month ago.

"Has this guy pretended to be silly and stupid all the time? In that case, he is too cunny and sophisticated!" A dozen of days is obviously insufficient for a c.r.a.p to become a talent, so the only explanation can but be that the previous Yuan Feng has always hidden his capacities and bided his time. Of course, the possibility that the preceding fall down off the cliff has brought Yuan Feng a favorable turn isn't excluded. However, comparing the two hypotheses, he is inclined to believe the former one.

"Hey-hey, what the h.e.l.l is the truth, we can know by some tricks."

Laughing in an undertone, he lightly raises his hand. As soon as he beckons, an employee hurries to run near. He whispers some words in the employee's ear, and the employee nods and goes away in response. Then he leisurely returns to his counter as if nothing has happened once.