I can enjoy the Mythic card pool all to myself

It wasn't coverage, but integration...

Fang Chang looked at the information displayed on the panel, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

Coverage and integration may seem like just two words apart, but they are worlds apart.

Covering is simply taking the experience of inferior martial arts and feeding it to superior martial arts, so as to quickly improve one's martial arts skills.

Fusion, on the other hand, completely dismantles and reassembles the two martial arts, combining them into one and creating something new.

Flying over grass is more enduring, while floating on water is more agile.

If the advantages of both could be perfectly combined...

Fang Chang's spirits lifted, and he immediately confirmed the fusion.

The next moment, the stream of light exploded!

The two green cards, Grasshopper and Waterwalker, overlapped and transformed into a martial arts card with a darker hue.

【A Thousand Miles Alone (Dark Green): A fusion of the skills of flying on grass and skimming on water, incorporating the strengths of both, ranking as an eighth-grade light-body skill!】

Fang Chang had already mastered the Grass-Flying skill to a minor level.

Therefore, the moment the two lightness skills were combined, Qianli Duxing directly entered the beginner level.

A flood of insights entered his mind, and his mastery of light-body techniques rose steadily.

"A Thousand Miles Alone" truly lives up to its reputation as an eighth-grade martial art of deep green quality, its exquisiteness far surpassing that of "Flying on Grass" by several times.

His original ability to fly over grass now allows him to traverse all kinds of rugged and dangerous terrain as if it were flat ground.

The current beginner's version of "Walking Alone for a Thousand Miles" not only completely covers its effects, but also fully inherits the advantages of "Floating on Water".

If one can master this lightness skill to perfection in the future, one will be able to traverse mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, and travel a thousand miles a day will be no problem.

By then, even if the hounds and hawks at midnight had two legs, they wouldn't be able to touch a single hem of his clothes.

"Whoosh!"

After digesting all his insights, Fang Chang couldn't wait to use his lightness skill, Thousand Mile Solo Travel.

His figure suddenly vanished from his spot, sweeping past the dilapidated temple like a ghost.

Its speed is so fast that it is difficult to catch.

One step forward is a step away from what is usually just a few steps for an ordinary person.

Moreover, his physical exertion is minimal; at this speed, he could sustain it for a full day and night!

With such superb lightness skills, even if someone else were riding a fine steed at full speed, they probably wouldn't be able to catch up with him.

"What excellent lightness skill!"

"That's enough for me up to Rank 8..."

Fang Chang stopped and stood there, feeling very satisfied.

With the Thousand Miles Solo Journey in hand, coupled with the Dead Man's Scripture, his strength among ninth-rank martial artists is already firmly among the top.

But this is far from his limit.

It should be noted that his bones and muscles have not yet been repaired.

If this tendon replacement goes smoothly, his strength will surely reach a new level.

In addition, the limited-time card pool for "The Ends of the Earth Are Within Reach" features a light-foot technique even more exquisite than "Wandering Alone for a Thousand Miles".

He remembered clearly that there was a blue martial art called "Wandering the World Alone" in the card pool.

The "Thousand Miles Alone" he was holding at the moment was clearly a weaker version of the "Ten Thousand Miles Alone".

Two green-themed light-foot techniques can be combined to create the deep green-quality "Thousand Miles Alone".

If we extract Cloud Soaring and merge it in, can we directly synthesize the blue martial art Ten Thousand Miles Solitary Journey?

Fang Chang thought for a moment, and his eyes lit up immediately.

There is great potential in this matter.

If it is possible to synthesize the Lone Wanderer, it would mean that the martial arts skills in the card pool are not only obtained through card draws.

Even if he is unlucky in the future and cannot obtain the martial arts he desires, he can still synthesize those top-level martial arts step by step by using low-level martial arts.

However, thinking about these things at this point is too far off.

He's penniless right now, so he should try to get to Liushajiang first and get his body repaired.

……

the other side.

"Senior brother, wait for me!"

The skinny monk was panting heavily, his fat jiggling, looking extremely disheveled.

The names of these two people are completely opposite to their appearances.

His name was Thin Monk, but he was the most bloated and obese of the two.

The fat monk was also breathing heavily. Hearing the shouts behind him, he turned around and glanced in the direction of the dilapidated temple.

Only after confirming that the madman exuding murderous intent had not chased after him did he finally relax and breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Let's rest for a bit, that guy hasn't caught up yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the skinny monk's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to move an inch.

He hastily wiped the sweat from his face, his eyes filled with lingering fear, and gritted his teeth, saying bitterly, "I almost lost my life there just now!"

"First, I ran into evil spirits that night, and then I bumped into a seventh-rank expert. I've had the worst luck imaginable!"

The fat monk slowly regulated his breathing and said in a deep voice, "Junior brother, I actually think that we might turn misfortune into blessing this time."

"Did you hear the conversation between those bodyguards just now?"

"If I remember correctly, their destination was also the Liusha River."

"Oh? What do you mean?" The skinny monk was taken aback, and looked up with a puzzled expression to ask.

The fat monk grinned, not keeping anyone in suspense.

"Think about it, a dignified seventh-rank martial artist is willing to lower himself to mingle with a group of ordinary people. His ambitions must be quite grand."

"In my opinion, that person is most likely after the dragon in the Liusha River."

"If we immediately inform our master of this crucial news, we can certainly atone for our mistakes and make up for not arriving on time to meet him!"

Upon hearing these words, the skinny monk's eyes lit up, and his previously listless expression vanished.

The master had long coveted the serpent and considered it his own, and would never allow anyone to touch it.

This suddenly appearing seventh-rank martial artist, if he really wants to compete for the Flood Dragon, will undoubtedly be the biggest obstacle for the master.

If they could inform the master of this person's whereabouts in advance, allowing the master to capture the dragon first, this contribution would be considerable!

Not only will they be able to make amends for their mistakes, but they might even receive a reward from their guru.

Thinking of this, the skinny monk felt all his fatigue disappear.

His back pain and leg pain were gone, and he immediately sprang up from the ground.

"Hurry, hurry! While that guy is still in the ruined temple, let's get to the Flowing Sand River immediately."

"We must ensure that the master takes action beforehand and captures the serpent!"

The two hit it off immediately and were so eager to get there that they wanted to fly right away.

But they had only taken a few steps when a series of rapid footsteps suddenly came from afar.

The procession was orderly and hurried; judging from the noise, there were quite a few people arriving!

The fat and thin monks' expressions changed drastically, and they reacted extremely quickly, immediately dodging behind a nearby large tree.

The two held their breath and cautiously peeked out.

In just a short while...

One after another, figures followed the trail and quickly approached.

They all carried umbrellas, had long, gleaming swords at their waists, and wore iron masks on their faces.

These people carefully examined the traces along the way, clearly searching for someone.

"It's someone who arrives at midnight!"

The moment they saw each other's attire, the two monks, one fat and one thin, felt their pupils contract sharply, and a chill ran through them.

The Liang Kingdom has always been extremely hostile to Buddhism. Whenever they encounter a monk, they are either thrown into prison and tortured or killed on the spot.

They've run into these imperial henchmen; if they're discovered, they'll definitely come to a bad end!

The two felt they had the worst luck of the day and subconsciously swallowed.

"Gulp..."

The faintest, almost inaudible swallowing sound reached a woman's ears precisely.

The woman slowly raised her head, revealing a gold-embroidered iron mask on her face, her eyes cold and piercing.

She didn't say a word, but simply raised her hand and pointed directly at the tree where the fat and thin monks were hiding.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Several dark figures leaped out in an instant, their movements as swift as ghosts, causing the surrounding grass and trees to tremble violently.

Before the fat and thin monks could react, they were surrounded by several masked men...