Bab 158: Grandmaster
One year later:
In the valley of the inner courtyard of the Imperial Academy, a young man stood firmly on a rock under a waterfall dozens of meters high, bare-chested.
His body was not muscular, even appearing somewhat frail, but the defined muscle lines and sharp aura exuded immense explosive power.
The waterfall roared down from dozens of meters high, crashing with a thunderous sound.
The young man stood on the rock, his body vibrating slightly in sync with the water's flow, forming a unique rhythm that maximized the absorption of the water's impact.
It was unclear how long he had been standing there. Suddenly, he raised his arm, and a cyan aura flowed in his palm, shining brightly amidst the water splashes.
As he continued to infuse his true qi, his momentum surged rapidly, and the cyan aura in his hand became increasingly dazzling. The previously calm valley suddenly turned turbulent, with fierce winds and dark clouds gathering.
The previously clear sky was quickly covered by dark clouds, and the whole world darkened.
Within the layers of dark clouds, it seemed as if dragons roared, deafeningly.
The young man suddenly shouted, and lightning flashed in the dark clouds, the wind howled even more fiercely!
A cyan dragon suddenly appeared from the clouds!
The dragon was entirely cyan, about ten meters long, with five claws, and its scales clearly visible. After circling in the air, it swooped down and coiled around the young man.
The young man formed claws with his hands and struck upwards against the waterfall's torrential force!
The cyan dragon, as if an extension of his arm, roared and spiralled upwards!
Despite the dragon's large size, it moved with extraordinary agility. Even while spiralling upwards, its speed was beyond the discernment of ordinary human eyes!
For a moment, not a single drop of water fell! This waterfall, with tens of thousands of cubic meters of water per second, was actually intercepted by the cyan dragon formed from true qi!
Behind the waterfall, without the water's cover, a wall polished smooth as a mirror by the water flow was revealed, reflecting the young man's handsome and slender silhouette.
The dragon, though not enormous, completely blocked the waterfall, forcefully carrying the water upwards and surging to the top of the waterfall.
The waterfall, dozens of meters high, with massive water flow, did not leak a single drop.
The dragon roared and spiralled, its speed increasing, forming a huge whirlpool that absorbed all the water!
Finally, with unstoppable momentum, it surged to the top of the waterfall!
Boom!
A violent explosion echoed!
The dragon, now swollen several times by the water, finally burst apart!
Tons of water scattered in the sky as if it had rained heavily in the entire valley, leaving everything drenched.
The riverbed above the waterfall was blasted open by the explosion's terrifying power. It took a while for the river water to surge back and the waterfall to reform, its flow resuming over the young man.
This time, the young man couldn't stand firm, seemingly exhausted by the shocking technique he had just displayed. He staggered and almost fell from the rock.
However, he steadied himself, not losing balance.
After a year of arduous training, he had reached a point where his body could adapt to the water's intensity without much true qi protection, instinctively finding balance amidst the violent water flow.
He slowly walked down the rock and onto the shore. A simple ring on his finger flashed, producing a crystal-clear pill.
The young man swallowed the pill and began meditating.
In the invisible space, wind elements surged into the young man's body like swallows returning to their nests. The whole valley, influenced by the influx of wind elements, erupted into fierce gales once again.
After a long time, the young man opened his eyes, a cyan light flashing in them, his body restored to peak condition.
Floating in front of him was a phantom-like figure with white hair and white clothes—Mo Fan.
The one who had just created this astonishing scene was Mo Qingkuang, who had been training arduously for a year.
Having become a Wind Spirit Body and with Mo Fan's customized second-stage hell training technique, along with numerous pills to consume like candy, Mo Qingkuang's cultivation and strength had made significant progress over the year.
Throughout the year, Mo Qingkuang experienced countless falls into the water numerous times exhausting and replenishing his true qi. He had now advanced from a Seventh rank Martial Master to a First rank Grandmaster.
A seventeen-year-old First rank Grandmaster—if this were told, no one would believe it!
Chen Kong, also an Earth Spirit Body, had only broken through to the Grandmaster realm at nearly twenty years old.
Mo Qingkuang, only seventeen years old and already a First ranked Grandmaster, was now surpassing Chen Kong.
Even among the entire inner academy students, he was at least in the top ten!
"Ancestor, I did it!" Mo Qingkuang's chiselled face showed a hint of joy.
Mo Fan nodded, "Yes, the Dragon Capturing Hand is now at a minor accomplishment. You can leave seclusion."
What Mo Qingkuang had just demonstrated was indeed the Heavenly rank martial skill, Dragon Capturing Hand!
Before he entered seclusion, Mo Fan's requirement for him was to use the Dragon Capturing Hand to reverse the waterfall in the valley.
In the past year, Mo Qingkuang spent six months just stabilizing himself on the rock under the waterfall. Then he took another six months to practice the Dragon Capturing Hand to a minor accomplishment, completing this arduous and painful task.
However, he did not regret this year of rigorous training. He still vividly remembered the overwhelming power of Lin Yang's Fire God's Fury!
He had personally experienced the Fire God's Fury and knew exactly how powerful a Heavenly rank martial skill was!
At that time, he had a strong desire to possess a Heavenly rank martial skill himself, to face Lin Yang head-on, instead of relying on tactics and exploiting the rules.
Now he had mastered a Heavenly rank martial skill, and the power of the Dragon Capturing Hand was no less than that of the Fire God's Fury!
At this moment, he wanted nothing more than to find Lin Yang immediately and defeat him fair and square!
"Ancestor! Do you think Lin Yang can withstand a single move from me now?" Mo Qingkuang asked.
Since the martial arts competition, Mo Qingkuang hadn't had the opportunity to fight Lin Yang again. At Mount Buyi, it was a battle between Mo Fan and the Saint Alchemist. At the Fallen Leaf King's Tomb, it was the Fallen Leaf King who resolved the troubles for him.
Later, after achieving the Wind Spirit Body, Mo Qingkuang knew his strength had far surpassed Lin Yang's!
Now, being the first seventeen-year-old Grandmaster in the history of the Tianxuan Empire, he couldn't help but feel a bit inflated.
Mo Fan frowned slightly, "I don't know, but I'm sure Lin Yang can at least take one move from you, even your strongest move."
Although Mo Fan had guided Mo Qingkuang in capturing many of Lin Yang's opportunities, as the protagonist, the 'chosen one' in the author's eyes, Lin Yang wouldn't be easily subdued by losing a few opportunities. Mo Qingkuang was far from being able to relax; Lin Yang was a destined person!
Hearing Mo Fan's words, Mo Qingkuang looked a bit dejected, "I thought I had already surpassed him by a long shot."
Mo Fan shook his head, "The specifics will only be known after your fight. You two will meet soon. For now, there's a more important task at hand. It's time for you to leave seclusion."
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