The Ultimate Divine Class

Lu Yuan then attempted to inhabit the bodies of Lin Zhiquin and Qin Feng.

Previously, he had been fixated on the overall experience, neglecting the finer details.

Inspired by "Tooth Bear," Lu Yuan now realized this.

Reflecting on it now, he found the minute details utterly terrifying.

"HISS—"

Lu Yuan was currently inhabiting Qin Feng.

It was the incident in the hallway on the second floor of Origin Martial Arts Hall, where he had "provoked" his opponent and then been instantly killed by their grab.

The moment Qin Feng made his move, Lu Yuan slowed down the process tremendously.

He watched Qin Feng, clad in a black polo shirt, closely, observing every step as his forearm swelled and became engorged when he struck.

He could almost imagine the underlying muscle fibers, like steel wires, tensing bit by bit.

At their peak tension, his entire arm seemed as if forged from steel and cast iron, a mysterious energy circulating at his fingertips, tracing white streams in the air...

Only now did he realize how much he had overlooked before.

He realized he had been completely captivated by the overall sense of precision and harmony, missing these details.

"HUFF—"

In his bedroom, Lu Yuan opened his eyes, letting out a long breath.

Two Consciousness Inhabitations, two different subjects, yielded two vastly different sensations of power.

Can a physique like this really withstand bullets?

Lu Yuan tugged at the flesh on his arm, questioning himself.

He didn't know.

But he did know that compared to Lin Zhiquin and Qin Feng, he was still lacking in many aspects.

Even when compared to the likes of "Tooth Bear," there was still a gap.

It was only because his physical attributes were so high, his foundation so solid, that it hadn't been particularly noticeable.

He had almost no horizontal improvement.

On the same foundation of 15 Constitution points, I can actually become much stronger! There is a lot of potential to tap into!

Even if he only trained to the level of Tooth Bear.

If his skin and flesh became tougher and thicker, his defensive power would increase, and his overall strength could rise to a new level.

Tomorrow. When I see Lin Zhiquin tomorrow, I'll take the opportunity to ask him about this. If he takes the initiative to teach me, that would be even better...

As Lu Yuan thought about this, he began his daily Crane-shaped Pile practice.

After his Crane-shaped Pile broke through to Level 4, the rate of Experience Point accumulation drastically slowed down again.

Lu Yuan had even unlocked the Crane Sect's Fist Skill Supreme True Skill: "Spirit Crane Skill: Crane Shadow Floating in the Air."

He could be considered to have grasped some of the true essence of the Crane Sect's martial arts.

Now, he was certain that this Crane-shaped Pile had truly reached a level where it couldn't be improved further without external assistance.

I have to mention this to Lin Zhiquin tomorrow as well.

He had already dispatched Crow to investigate Lin Zhiquin's secrets.

If he could understand the real reason Lin Zhiquin brought him into the Mosa boxing tournament, he could better judge how to "negotiate" with him.

Lin Zhiquin had previously said it was because he had signed a contract with Mosa, and if he didn't find anyone to participate, he would have to pay a hefty penalty for breach of contract.

Lu Yuan didn't believe a word of that now.

Just like this time, Mosa easily attracted a large group of experts to participate just by slightly increasing the prize money for the competition.

Why would they spend extra money for Lin Zhiquin to help supply "fresh blood"?

Regardless of the reason, at this stage, the benefits far outweigh the risks for me. As long as I can pull out in time before any real danger materializes. The stronger I become, the greater my ability to withstand risks will be...

Lu Yuan practiced the Crane-shaped Pile for more than half an hour. Feeling the progress was too slow, he simply stopped practicing.

Instead, he sat down at his desk and began studying ancient languages.

He spent a lot of time on this every night.

His Experience Points for the [Ancient Language Expert] profession were increasing rapidly, and he was already on the cusp of the next level.

And there were the secrets of the temple that Lu Jing's archaeology team had excavated.

These were also under further investigation.

* * *

"SQUEAK—"

The martial arts hall door creaked open. Hearing the sound, the two pretty receptionists, dressed in uniforms bearing the Origin Martial Arts Hall logo, subconsciously looked towards the entrance.

Recognizing the visitor, the weariness and languor typical of a summer afternoon instantly vanished.

In an instant, they even seemed to radiate a newfound vitality.

"Yuan, you're here so early today?"

The receptionist with wispy bangs, revealing two small, white canine teeth when she spoke, greeted the visitor with a cheerful smile.

"Yeah, Coach Lin needs me for something."

The young man who spoke stood tall and straight, with a well-proportioned physique.

He had neat, short hair and very bright eyes. Though his face still carried a hint of youthfulness, he already possessed the classic handsome features of sword-like brows and star-like eyes.

"You must be Coach Lin's star pupil by now, right?"

The girl with wispy bangs pursed her lips in a smile and quickly said, "Would you like something to drink? How about I make you a cup of coffee to perk you up? The coffee beans just arrived this morning; they're excellent quality."

"I'll try your handiwork next time, Sister Yan." The young man waved at the two of them and strode towards the training hall.

"Oh!"

The girl with wispy bangs responded. Watching the young man walk a little further away, she immediately turned and grabbed her colleague, chattering excitedly.

"Well? What do you think of this young guy? Good-looking, great physique—a standard piece of 'fresh meat'!"

"He's not bad. Do you have his contact info? Share it with me."

"You already have a boyfriend and you still want to add handsome guys? You player!"

"What am I trying to do anyway? Can't I just add him to my Moments to admire? He's so easy on the eyes!"

"He doesn't like posting on his Moments, though..."

Lu Yuan walked unhurriedly towards the inner training rooms, his gaze sweeping over the nameplates on each door.

Lin Zhiquin had arranged to meet him in Training Room 8. Lu Yuan walked to the back of the first floor, to the area reserved for senior members, and finally found Training Room 8.

The door to the training room was closed. Lu Yuan approached, about to knock.

Before he even raised his hand, Lin Zhiquin's voice came from inside.

"It's not locked. Come on in."

Uh.

Lu Yuan blinked, looking down at the sports shoes he was wearing.

With his 13 points in Agility, although he hadn't deliberately controlled his steps, his footsteps weren't loud.

Besides, how did Lin Zhiquin know it was definitely him?

Looks like he's planning to show me some real skills today...

A sense of anticipation flickered in Lu Yuan's heart.

Pushing the door open, Lu Yuan saw Lin Zhiquin, dressed entirely in black, sitting in the center of the room.

His expression held a rare seriousness and solemnity.

This is the vibe.

Lu Yuan's heartbeat quickened slightly.

This was just like those scenes in TV dramas where a master was about to pass on the sect's ultimate secret technique. Lin Zhiquin's current demeanor was exactly like that.

Lu Yuan couldn't help but become serious as well, and respectfully greeted, "Coach."

Lin Zhiquin nodded and gestured for him to sit.

After Lu Yuan had settled, Lin Zhiquin asked, "How is your Crane-shaped Pile coming along?"

"Pretty well," Lu Yuan responded modestly.

"Perform a round for me to see."

"Oh, alright."

Lu Yuan, who had just sat down and barely said two sentences, quickly stood up again. Taking a deep breath, he composed himself.

Then, he directly entered the Level 3 Absolute Focus state, practicing the Crane-shaped Pile with the same focus as when he trained alone.

Perhaps even Lu Yuan himself hadn't realized that after his Crane-shaped Pile reached Level 4, the way he performed this Pile Skill was now completely different from when he had first learned it.

As he visualized the phenomenon of the Spirit Crane soaring through the sky—the one that appeared with "Spirit Crane Skill: Crane Shadow Floating in the Air"—his mind seemed to merge with it.

Unwittingly, he completed a full set of the Crane-shaped Pile.

When he autonomously exited the Absolute Focus state and checked his Experience Points...

They had only increased by 1 point.

"Very good."

Lin Zhiquin watched Lu Yuan's Crane-shaped Pile performance in its entirety. An unreadable, complex expression had unknowingly crept onto his face.

"You're... much stronger than I was back then."

His words seemed to carry a barely perceptible trace of loneliness.

"Alright, you can sit down."

Lin Zhiquin's expression returned to calm, and he gestured for Lu Yuan to sit down again.

"Today, I intend to teach you the true introductory method of our Crane Sect. You must commit every word I am about to say to memory."

Lu Yuan's spirits lifted; he knew what he had been anticipating was finally here.

"...Our Crane Sect originates from the Heaven Water Sect, founded by Grandmaster Xu Wenzhen, a martial arts titan whose name once resounded throughout the Sum Country's Martial Arts Circle.

"The Grandmaster only accepted two disciples in his entire life. Unfortunately, neither disciple managed to fully inherit all of his skills.

"Subsequently, because each specialized in different aspects of the Grandmaster's martial arts, and due to a series of other reasons, the Heaven Water Sect gradually diverged into two martial arts lineages, named the Snake and the Crane…"

Lin Zhiquin didn't rush into teaching, but instead began by recounting a secret history of the Martial Arts Circle.

Lu Yuan listened very attentively, and his understanding of the Heaven Water Sect, from which the Origin Martial Arts Hall originated, gradually sharpened.

It was consistent with the information he had researched online.

The Heaven Water Sect had indeed split into the Snake and Crane Sects.

Moreover, the truth behind the conflict between the Snake and Crane Sects was much as he had guessed.

The members of the Snake Sect were insidious and treacherous. They resorted to despicable means to win the struggle, ultimately banishing the Crane Sect, forcing them all the way to a remote region like Burnt Rock, far from the center of Sum Country.

"...The Snake Sect Master envied the supreme talent of our Crane Sect's Master and coveted our sect's profound martial True Skills and secret teachings. Thus, he stooped to vile methods, colluding with outsiders to harm our lineage..."

While listening, Lu Yuan inwardly complained about the clichéd and overly dramatic plot, yet his expression remained one of focused attention, occasionally flashing with indignation or a sigh.

It was as if his own honor and disgrace were now bound to that of the Crane Sect.

By the time Lin Zhiquin finished recounting this history, Lu Yuan glanced at the wall clock and saw that over half an hour had passed.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan thought of something and couldn't help asking, "Coach, by telling me all this, does that mean I've officially joined the Crane Sect and become a Direct Disciple?"

Lin Zhiquin had dangled this carrot in front of him long ago, and Lu Yuan wanted to confirm it now.

Lin Zhiquin shook his head. "Not yet.

"Each Direct Disciple is personally chosen by the Master. That's not my decision to make.

"I'm telling you this now, and will next impart to you the true arts of the Crane Sect because I've confirmed that you're qualified to participate in the examination for Direct Discipleship. Even if you are eliminated then, you will still be considered a Core Disciple and will certainly be able to learn these things."

"Uh..."

Lu Yuan was taken aback and instinctively pressed, "Examination for Direct Discipleship?... Coach, do you mean there are other competitors?"

"Currently, there are only six living Direct Disciples in the Crane Sect. The Master hasn't accepted a disciple in several decades, so the competition is naturally intense."

Lin Zhiquin paused, then continued, "Actually, this assessment is conducted via internal recommendations. Each Direct Disciple can recommend one or two candidates. The sole Direct Disciple spot will be chosen from among these candidates."

"I see."

Lu Yuan became thoughtful, then said to Lin Zhiquin with Sincerity, "Thank you, Coach, for giving me this nomination."

Although it was likely related to the "astonishing talent" he himself had demonstrated, the grand promises Lin Zhiquin had made before were finally materializing. He was still grateful.

Unexpectedly, after Lu Yuan expressed his thanks, Lin Zhiquin remained expressionless and said calmly, "You don't need to thank me.

"I am not a Direct Disciple, so I don't have a recommendation slot.

"This slot of yours... someone spent twenty million to buy it for you from the Master."

"???"