Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 28 The heroes see the same thing

Iron Dragon Martial Arts School.

Zhang Hao stared wide-eyed at the frosted glass wall, where he could roughly see figures moving inside, and occasionally catch glimpses of the cold light reflected from sword blades.

He had been studying at the Iron Dragon Martial Arts School for three years, and this was the first time he had seen the headmaster personally instructing him in swordsmanship.

The Dragon Soaring Sword is the ultimate technique of the Iron Dragon Martial Arts School. It is said that only by becoming a disciple of Iron Dragon can one learn this sword technique.

Zhang Hao had once expressed his desire to become Tie Dalong's disciple, but was refused. Today, however, Tie Dalong has taken the initiative to teach a young man the Youlong Sword technique. Could this young man be his new apprentice?

This sword room, located on the second floor, uses electronic access control and is monitored by surveillance cameras at the entrance. Only a very few people are qualified to enter.

You can't learn anything through the frosted glass, and you can't hear the conversation inside. Zhang Hao glanced at it a few times and then left. He went down to the first floor and found Xu Ying, who was in charge of reception.

"Xiaoying, what's the background of that new boy?" Zhang Hao and Xu Ying were fairly familiar with each other, so he asked, feigning curiosity.

Xu Ying, with her delicate features and introverted personality, wasn't really suited to be a receptionist. However, she was a relative of the Tie family, and many people at the martial arts school flirted with her, but no one dared to make a move.

Zhang Hao had actually asked her out twice, but she politely declined both times. Fortunately, he often fed her small snacks, so he and Xu Ying had a fairly good relationship.

Xu Ying glanced at the burly Zhang Hao and whispered, "That's the master's disciple, Gao Wu. He's said to be only eighteen years old, but he's already a high-level martial artist."

“Oh…” Zhang Hao nodded, naturally aware of the power of an eighteen-year-old advanced martial artist.

He is twenty-nine years old this year and only became a high-level martial artist last year. The excessive injections have already caused serious damage to his body.

After becoming a high-level martial artist, his strength increased, but his overall physical condition declined. His liver and heart developed abnormalities, and he had to take a large amount of medication every day to control his condition. He also needed nerve medications for pain relief and sleep aids to fall asleep.

The income of a high-level martial artist is quite good, but compared to the huge price he paid, it seems not worth it at all.

Zhang Hao knew very well that only by condensing his source energy and advancing to the level of a warrior could he completely resolve his physical problems. This was also the main reason why he wanted to become Tie Dalong's disciple.

The Dragon Sword is secondary; the key is that it grants access to various resources from the Iron Dragon, greatly increasing the chances of advancing to the Warrior rank.

Now that Tie Dalong has taken on such a young disciple, he has no chance anymore.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao felt a strong aversion, even hatred, towards that boy.

He sighed deeply to himself: At this point, there was no other choice…

While having lunch in the small cafeteria on the third floor, Zhang Hao saw the boy named Gao Wu.

The boy was nearly ten centimeters taller than him, had a bright and sunny smile, and although his voice was very hoarse, it was very pleasant to speak. He was a very likable boy.

No matter how much malice Zhang Hao harbors towards Gao Wu, he will not show it, much less provoke him.

As a martial arts school assistant instructor, and an adult, Zhang Hao wouldn't be that stupid.

Tie Ying introduced Zhang Hao to Gao Wu, saying, "Zhang Hao is a senior martial artist and a martial arts instructor. You can just call him Brother Zhang."

Calling an older person "brother" is like calling an elderly person "grandpa"—it's just a polite form of address and doesn't have any real meaning.

"Brother Zhang." Gao Wu greeted Zhang Hao politely. Zhang Hao smiled warmly and even stood up to shake hands and exchange pleasantries with Gao Wu. "Brother, if you ever need anything, just come to me..."

Gao Wu didn't take Zhang Hao's polite words to heart. In Beizhou, everyone likes to make grand promises and say nice things. If you really think that, then you're just being naive.

The lunch provided by the martial arts school was quite good, including a serving of black lamb chops, although the portion was small.

The rest of the food is high in oil and fat, but it's nutritionally adequate. This is much better than the school cafeteria.

After a satisfying meal, Gao Wu had an even better impression of Tie Long Martial Arts School. Tie Dalong, their teacher, was indeed very reliable.

After lunch, Tie Dalong took Gao Wu to the tea room to make tea, but he declined Gao Wu's offer to make tea on his own.

"These tea leaves of mine are grown in the Void Realm. They contain source energy particles, and only a special brewing method can activate these particles. I can't let them go to waste."

Tie Dalong skillfully arranged the tea set while explaining the essence of swordsmanship to Gao Wu: "The Youlong Sword actually only has four moves. Riding the wind is changing with the trend, Breaking the waves is cutting against the trend, Piercing the clouds is seeking an opportunity to thrust, and Splitting the rocks is a straight cut from the front."

"All other variations in swordplay are derived from these four sword techniques. The essence of these four techniques lies in footwork and body movement, the so-called 'swimming dragon,' which is agile, swift, and fierce..."

While making tea, Tie Dalong explained the essence of the Youlong Sword to Gao Wu in detail.

The morning session focused on the specific moves and power variations of the Dragon Sword, so now it's time to delve into the theory. In his view, Gao Wu's talent in swordsmanship is average; he's certainly not a peerless genius.

After studying for a whole morning, Gao Wu had only managed to learn one move; as for the subtle nuances, he was far from mastering them.

Tie Dalong wasn't surprised; there aren't that many unparalleled geniuses!
If Gao Wu were truly a peerless genius, he would have shone brightly from the very first day he began practicing martial arts!
An eighteen-year-old advanced martial artist is formidable, and there are nearly twenty eighteen-year-old advanced martial artists in Dongjiang alone. Looking across Beizhou, there are almost too many advanced martial artists of that age.

This young man can only be considered one of the best among his peers, or perhaps a prodigy. He is far from being a genius.

However, Gao Wu practiced swordsmanship all morning without experiencing any discomfort. His body is truly resilient!
A martial artist must practice martial arts; ultimately, they must practice.

The human body has its limits. While constantly strengthening oneself through cultivation, it also depletes one's resources. Finding a balance is crucial.

In contrast, Gao Wu's body is naturally strong and can withstand extreme training, which is an extremely powerful talent.

Tie Dalong continued, "The most difficult thing is for a dragon to ride the wind, follow the trend, yield to others, and seize opportunities. To break through the waves, a dragon must go against the tide. Its power comes from its tail. Breaking through the waves is to strike against the tide, which is agile and swift."

"Piercing the Clouds: Just as a dragon pierces the clouds with its claws, this sword embodies that essence, its movements agile and swift. Splitting Rocks is simple: unleash your full power and slash—the most direct and domineering move, a technique that overwhelms with force..."

Gao Wu listened attentively to Tie Dalong's explanation. This was different from practicing swordsmanship himself. In a relaxed state, he could understand the theory of swordsmanship more thoroughly.

It must be said that the Youlong Sword is indeed exquisite. Tie Dalong has immersed himself in swordsmanship for thirty years, and his swordsmanship skills are indeed superb.

The explanations of sword techniques are both profound and easy to understand, thoroughly explaining the essence and imagery of swordplay.

He didn't master the sword technique, but he understood and memorized the principles of swordsmanship.

In the afternoon, Gao Wu came to the school's martial arts hall for training as usual.

Coach Huang Hai didn't speak to Gao Wu either, as if his suggestion from yesterday had been dropped. Gao Wu, however, felt a little guilty. This old man was cunning, and his quiet demeanor was even more intimidating.

After training, Huang Hai kept Gao Wu behind alone.

"You are in the final stage of your physical development now, so we can't delay it."

Huang Hai handed Gao Wu a black leather bag. "Take these twenty doses of Blood Dragon Potion and use them first. Once you've fully absorbed the effects and your condition has stabilized, go to Jinsheng and help me fight in two arena matches."

"Isn't this bad?"

Gao Wu hesitated for a moment, but Huang Hai generously stuffed the black leather bag into Gao Wu's hand, saying, "Take it, cultivate well, and don't let me down."

Before Gao Wu could refuse again, Huang Hai turned and left. Gao Wu wasn't pleased with himself for getting the better deal; instead, he was worried. What was this old man up to?
On second thought, whether he took the medicine or not, it wouldn't stop Huang Hai from playing tricks. It's always good to take the benefits first.

If things really come to a head, let's not talk about the old man or Song Mingyue. Just say that he recently became Tie Dalong's apprentice. There's no need to be afraid of Huang Hai. At worst, we can just give Huang Hai the money for the Blood Dragon Potion...

When Gao Wu saw Song Mingyue that evening, he humbly asked, "Was it alright for me to do this?"

"The right Blood Dragon Elixir for you is very important; it's always good to get your hands on it first."

Song Mingyue expressed her support, saying, "It will take you at most a month to fully digest twenty doses of Blood Dragon Potion. By then, you should have also obtained the Flying Squirrel Potion."

"Use another month to digest ten doses of flying squirrel potion to make up for your speed weakness. You should be able to achieve good results in the Snow Wave Cup..."

Despite Song Mingyue's approval, Gao Wu had some doubts. Huang Hai's kindness towards him couldn't be for nothing! He couldn't be careless.

Song Mingyue also said, "However, Huang Hai is being unusually nice to you. You should be careful."

Hearing Song Mingyue say this, Gao Wu was actually quite pleased; the two of them had the same idea! He excitedly said to Song Mingyue, "Great minds think alike!"

Gao Wusheng felt an impulse and excitedly grabbed Song Mingyue's hand, saying, "We've been through thick and thin together, and we get along so well, let's become sworn brothers!"

Song Mingyue didn't speak, a hint of doubt appearing in her beautiful and sharp phoenix eyes.

Gao Wu, who received no response, chuckled dryly, "Let's do something abstract, hehe..."

Song Mingyue lowered her bright eyes slightly. She suddenly regretted it a little. It seemed that it was quite good to fool around with Gao Wu just now.

Unfortunately, the atmosphere was gone, and doing it again would only be awkward... She sighed softly to herself: Maybe next time she could cooperate with Gao Wu and be a friend who wouldn't spoil the fun...

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