Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction

Time passed extremely quickly, and before long it was already dusk.

"Junior Brother Lin." Meng Nanyan, with a hint of fatigue, interrupted Lin Yuan's contemplation.

"Senior Sister?" Lin Yuan withdrew his mind from the spiritual image, looking at her in confusion.

"Contemplating the spiritual image is extremely taxing on the mind, be careful not to overdo it." Meng Nanyan rubbed her temples, giving a gentle reminder.

During this afternoon's contemplation of the spiritual image, she quietly observed Lin Yuan. From start to finish, Lin Yuan was wholly immersed in cultivation, with a profound spirit and steadfast diligence that made her recognize Lin Yuan even more.

"This place is the master's residence, and I usually am not here." As she spoke, Meng Nanyan began to roll up the painting: "During the day, I'm in the Central Hall of Xuri Martial Academy, come over tomorrow to contemplate the spiritual image, I will protect you."

"I will follow Senior Sister's arrangements." Lin Yuan cupped his hands slightly.

"Alright, come over tomorrow morning then." Meng Nanyan nodded slightly, placed the spiritual image into a box made of yellow bamboo, and turned to leave.

Lin Yuan naturally did not linger and headed towards his quarters.

That night.

Lin Yuan embraced Zhu Lingshan, who was drenched with fragrant sweat, feeling an unprecedented sense of relaxation in mind and body.

All the suppression over this long period was fully released with Zhu Lingshan. If it weren't for considering that Zhu Lingshan's body couldn't take it, he, like an old plowing ox, wouldn't have felt tired at all.

After all, his body functions had undergone a qualitative change once more.

Early next morning.

In his quiet chamber, Lin Yuan took out the Purple Sun Light Image Scripture given by Xi Yuanrong.

After browsing rapidly, he carefully contemplated the changes in his mind.

"The Purple Sun Light Image Scripture is about absorbing all the wills contained in sunlight, visible or invisible, all can be absorbed. The person who created such a cultivation technique is a genius!"

Sitting cross-legged on a mat, Lin Yuan deeply admired the creator of this technique in his heart.

The book itself stated clearly that light can be divided into visible and invisible types, a recognition that surpasses most people.

In the physics mentioned in the past life, visible light in sunlight is just a small part of the spectrum, with much more being invisible light.

"This cultivation technique, having such a foundation, is truly remarkable."

After glancing through this technique, Lin Yuan immersed his mind and body into the Nine Chapters space.

The vine leaf representing the Purple Sun Light Image Scripture had already sprouted.

Lin Yuan smiled slightly, murmuring, "Nine Chapters, deduce!"

Soon, countless cultivation skills flowed into his mind.

"Then let's begin."

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, adjusted his mind to the optimal state, and then looked up at the dome.

"Spirit, release!"

A massive spirit suddenly emerged. Lin Yuan's spirit slowly ascended, occupying an astonishing area of two zhang and three chi, unbelievably large.

Ordinary martial artists only spanned three to five chi, but Lin Yuan had reached an incredibly terrifying degree.

If he continued to condense acupoints, his spirit could expand even further.

"Good thing there's the cloud concealment to obscure the aura, otherwise the unusual state of my spirit would attract covetous others."

Lin Yuan sensed the surrounding aura, confirmed no one was watching secretly, and took a deep breath: "Let's do it, Purple Sun Light Image Scripture, activate!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Like a rapid air current, Lin Yuan's spirit resembled a pump, constantly extracting the true meaning of the sun around.

"Refreshing, truly refreshing!"

Lin Yuan laughed heartily.

"At this speed, condensing one acupoint a day, how extraordinary! This speed has increased by over fifty percent!"

Soon after his inner vitality was exhausted, Lin Yuan stopped and meditated to recover.

"Xi Yuanrong's origins are truly remarkable. Just this Purple Sun Light Image Scripture could become a sect-defining skill in the Fire Crow Sect." Lin Yuan couldn't help but elevate the status of this woman once more in his heart.

Before long, feeling the replenishing energy within, Lin Yuan pushed open the door, took a carriage, and headed to the Central Hall.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Lin Yuan stood at the entrance of the Central Hall.

The guards stationed here clearly had received instructions from Meng Nanyan, stepping forward to greet him: "Mister Lin, please follow me."

Lin Yuan followed the man, soon entering Meng Nanyan's office.

There were still some disciples and elders reporting related matters to Meng Nanyan, and the affairs on the front lines required her decisions.

"Junior Brother is here?" Meng Nanyan was reviewing a letter. Sensing Lin Yuan's arrival, she pointed to a nearby chair: "Wait a moment while I deal with these trivial matters."

The many elders in the hall paused in unison upon hearing Meng Nanyan address him this way.

"Lin Yuan? Since when did he become a Junior Brother of Master Meng?"

At once, several people were extremely shocked, looking curiously at Lin Yuan's calm demeanor.

Of course, these people were of high status and had deep scheming minds. After quietly imprinting Lin Yuan's face into their minds, they made no further movements.

Meng Nanyan handled affairs swiftly. The elders also knew that Meng Nanyan's cultivation time was approaching and didn't dare delay her.

Before long, the bustling hall returned to silence.

Meng Nanyan stood, stretching her posture, inadvertently revealing her impressive figure.

Lin Yuan unintentionally glanced, then lowered his head slightly, not looking further. After all, the perception of a peak spiritual martial artist was extremely sharp, not to mention this was someone ranked 23rd on the Hundred Cities Prodigy List.

Meng Nanyan opened the yellow bamboo box again, retrieved the spiritual image, and continued contemplating with Lin Yuan.

While Lin Yuan was quietly cultivating, news of his return spread outside.

"Lin Yuan was hunted by a Ling Yuan stage practitioner, yet after more than half a month, he wasn't killed! Lin Yuan's strength has increased again!"

"A Ling Yuan practitioner, that's a Ling Yuan stage! Hunting a martial artist at the Acupoint Vein stage, and he let him escape for half a month, still unsuccessful, is this Ling Yuan stage a fake?"

"What fake? Brother Lin's strength is unparalleled, the best of our Baiyan City's younger generation, escaping from a Ling Yuan practitioner's grasp, isn't that expected? You are making a fuss about nothing, who are you looking down on?"

"Yes, yes, I see Brother Lin's strength also has the potential to be on the ranking list! This Hundred Cities Prodigy List, no less than the likes of Ji Chuisong, Brother Lin will surely have a place on the list in the future. No need to doubt, tell me then, do you know how long Brother Lin has been cultivating since entering the academy?"

Meanwhile, discussions outside continued, even causing a stir.

In the afternoon, when Lin Yuan left the Central Hall, Xuri Martial Academy's disciples all looked at him with curiosity. When Lin Yuan glanced back at them, emotions immediately rose in their eyes.

That emotion, Lin Yuan was very familiar with, it was a kind of fervent admiration.

When many disciples looked at Lu Rong in the past, it was the same situation.

Lin Yuan shook his head and got into the carriage, heading towards the residence. What did the external discussions have to do with him?

The Hundred Cities Prodigy List? Whether to enter it or not depends solely on one's strength.

And just as Lin Yuan was returning home.

In a certain mansion, Ning Guisheng's eyes suddenly turned fierce.

"Lin Yuan, he didn't die!"