Observing Wanfa from the martial arts school servants

Chapter 129 The Use of Insight

Lin Mu grabbed Xiaoxiao and they revised the text together.

However, literary knowledge cannot be acquired overnight, and he was never able to grasp its essence.

Morning and evening classes continued as usual, and I continued to study as usual.

Xiaoxiao had read "The Great Learning" countless times, and her keen observation skills were now so advanced that she could tell whether Yanniang had eaten osmanthus cake that day just by how well-cooked the beggar's chicken was.

Lin Mu hadn't even touched the edge of the Dao Heart.

As Yan Niang once said, when you feel the principles of all things in the world surrounding you, you possess the heart of the Dao.

Lin Mu felt that the principles of everything in the world were all entangled with Xiao Xiao, and had nothing to do with him.

However, I've become more and more proficient with the Insight skill.

He stood by the waterfall, listening to the idle chatter of the disciples of the Xianzong sect through the mist.

"I heard that Senior Brother Yue Guan officially broke through his bottleneck yesterday and successfully condensed his core. When he emerged from seclusion, his three-foot sword aura was twice as strong as others."

"He's a genius after all."

"He only lingered at the half-step Core Formation stage for half a month before breaking through."

Chu Zhou, the lean disciple he had sparred with before, sat on a stone bench, panting after finishing his Tongbei Fist routine.

He picked up the bamboo tube, took a sip of water, and wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

Lin Mu's eyes lit up when he saw it.

"Can we spar one more time?"

"it is good."

Chu Zhou was still unconvinced by his last defeat, so Lin Mu is giving him another chance.

The two stood in the center of the platform.

Chu Zhou slammed his left foot into the ground, and the power of Tongbei Quan flowed from his shoulder blade all the way to the back of his fist. He then swung his right arm in a wide arc and chopped down.

Lin Mu stepped aside to let him pass.

The moment the Insight spell was activated, the world before my eyes suddenly fell silent.

The roar of the waterfall still echoed in his ears, but his consciousness seemed to have been detached and suspended outside his body.

Chu Zhou's fist was no longer a blurry afterimage, but rather a series of dissected images.

The scapula moves first—that muscle contracts slightly and briefly before exerting force, like the last moment before a bowstring is fully drawn.

The elbow joint is slightly turned outward, which is the key to extending the arm span in Tongbei Quan and the only guide for the landing point of the fist.

The veins on the back of the fist bulge suddenly as the power is channeled, and the blood flows faster in the blood vessels.

Even the speed at which the bead of sweat on Chu Zhou's forehead slid down slowed down.

The fist grazed past his clothes.

The distance was controlled just right so that the opponent would think they were just a hair's breadth away from hitting.

Chu Zhou's left fist followed closely behind.

Lin Mu let him pass again.

He moved with light, graceful steps, always maintaining a half-step distance from Chu Zhou.

The left foot landed first, with only a uniform layer of dust between the sole of the foot and the bluestone.

With his right knee slightly bent and his weight on his left leg, he was ready to launch himself at any moment.

Chu Zhou's fist was only inches away from his ribs, but Lin Mu knew it wouldn't hit because Chu Zhou's waist hadn't turned yet.

Chuzhou launched several attacks in succession.

The force of the punches scattered the water vapor on the platform several times, but it never managed to touch Lin Mu's clothes.

The disciples who were watching began to discuss it.

"How come Lin Mu was beaten so badly by Chu Zhou that he couldn't fight back at all?"

"It's probably because Senior Brother Chuzhou has been working hard lately and his strength has greatly improved."

But Lin Mu became more and more relaxed as he fought, as if he were strolling in a garden.

The surrounding chatter changed again.

"How come Senior Brother Chu Zhou is always just an inch away from hitting Lin Mu?"

"Could Lin Mu have predicted Senior Brother Chu's attack route?"

After Lin Mu's punch missed again in Chu Zhou, he suddenly stopped. He had already tested his Insight Technique and there was no need to engage in any more pointless fighting.

Chu Zhou's fist stopped in mid-air, and he clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Thank you.

He thought Lin Mu hadn't fought back because she was saving his face.

Just then, a commotion broke out in the crowd.

Yue Guan emerged from the bamboo path on the east side of the waterfall.

He was still wearing that moon-white robe, his face was as handsome as jade, and his eyebrows and eyes were so exquisite that they were almost beautiful.

However, his aura was more than twice as deep as when they last fought, and his sword energy, even before it was drawn, faintly gleamed with a pale blue-green light in the morning sun.

Yue Guan walked to the center of the platform and drew his sword.

The sword's edge gleamed with a thin layer of bluish light in the morning glow.

"Moon Gate, Condensing Elixir."

"We couldn't determine a winner last time, so I'd like to ask for your guidance again today."

Lin Mu did not refuse.

He also wanted to know if the ability to see through things had any effect on martial arts.

He had copied the moves of Yue Guan's Frost Flowing Sword Technique, but he could not replicate the sword energy, because that was a technique of the Core Formation Realm.

Yue Guan took a step forward with his left foot, and the tip of his sword suddenly flashed with a blue light.

Lin Mu activated his Insight Technique.

The world fell silent again.

He saw the breath of the blue light on the tip of the sword.

It slowly contracted by half an inch, as if inhaling, and then suddenly burst forth, transforming into a sharp sword aura.

That instant was slowed down considerably by the Insight spell.

The moment the azure light detached from the sword tip, a barely perceptible distortion appeared in the air—the heat trail left by the sword energy as it swept past at high speed.

He turned to the side.

The sword energy grazed past his chest.

The second attack followed immediately, heading straight for the throat.

He looked down, and the sword energy sliced ​​past the back of his head, severing a few short strands of hair.

The stray hairs drifted slowly down in the field of vision of the Insight Spell, each strand breaking off neatly.

With his third horizontal slash, he pushed his Insight Technique to its limit—the entire trajectory of Yue Guan's sword movements unfolded before his eyes.

The thin blue vein on his wrist would pulsate for a moment before exerting force, and the blue light at the tip of the sword would contract inward by half an inch before each sword aura left the sheath.

He used his Wind Step to leap backward, the sword energy grazing his clothes and carving three sword marks of varying depths into the bluestone slab behind him.

Yue Guan's offensive was like a storm, with continuous streams of azure sword energy.

The power of techniques at the Core Formation Realm far surpasses that of the Transformation Realm; wherever the sword energy passed, the scratches on the bluestone slab became increasingly dense and deep.

But Lin Mu dodged and weaved through the sword net.

The Insight Technique captures every point of convergence of sword energy, every flicker of the azure light at the tip of the sword, and the slight, brief adjustments Yue Guan makes to his wrist before exerting force.

He saw a very slight gap between the second and third sword energies.

That was an unavoidable pause when the techniques of the Core Formation Realm were unleashed in succession, just like the water in a waterfall would pause very briefly every few breaths.

The disciples watching couldn't understand it.

Why is Lin Mu always hiding?

"He definitely can't beat Senior Brother Yue Guan."

After dodging dozens of sword energies, Lin Mu suddenly stopped.

The art of insight is also effective in martial arts; the operational path of techniques can be observed, dissected, and predicted.

He dodged nearly twenty sword energies, etching Yue Guan's sword-drawing habits into the field of vision of the Insight Technique.

The moment the green light at the tip of the sword retracted was the only opening; the retraction was very brief, but in his view, it was enough.

At this moment, Yue Guan slashed horizontally with his sword again, and a blue light suddenly shone at the tip of the sword.

Lin Mu activated the two dew-covered cocoons on the soles of his feet simultaneously. The explosive power of the Golden Wings Technique propelled him out from under the sword energy, and his entire body transformed into a dark golden arc of light that swept across the sword net.

The short-range explosive power of the Mountain-Crushing Fist, wrapped in the golden energy of the fist, blasted out from the fist tip and smashed into the trajectory of Yue Guan's next sword strike.

Yue Guan had only raised his sword halfway when his fist was already upon him.

He had no choice but to sheathe his sword and parry. The Frost Flowing Sword was held horizontally in front of his chest, and his fist struck the sword, producing a dull yet crisp sound of metal clashing.

Yue Guan took a half step back, and Lin Mu also took a half step back; the two stopped almost simultaneously.

The two didn't speak again, and Lin Mu bowed and left.

"Who won?"

"It should be a close contest."

"If it were a close contest, Lin Mu would probably win, since he's only at the Transformation Realm."

Only Senior Brother Jiang Wang was famous for gesturing in the air with his bare hands. If someone paid attention, they would have noticed that he was simulating the angle of Yue Guan's sword strike and the secret of Lin Mu's dodge.

After a long while, he stopped, stroked his chin, and muttered, "Interesting."