Chapter 15 (2/2)

Applying a slight pressure on the ground through his feet, his entire figure jumped like a spring, and with the pa.s.sage of a thought, he arrived at the corner of the training room, specialized for testing strength.

This surface’s wall, in addition to being flexible, could also be used to test the might of the battle skills by the members of the third generation who were above the sixth layer

At this moment, the surface already had ten depressions, caused by He Yiming with the help of Rolling Boulder Fist and Silk Palm. Although he reached the peak of these battle skills at the very beginning, along with the constant progression of his Internal Energy, the depth of these depressions had correspondingly increased; lasting until two days ago, when he made the two depressions that displayed the maximum might of these two battle skills’ sixth layer.

He Yiming hesitatingly looked at the two deepest depressions for a moment, before he concentrated his Internal Energy and resolutely punched the wall.

Along with a loud sound, another depression, which was much deeper than the previous two deepest depressions, appeared on the wall. He Yiming’s face immediately revealed a pleasantly surprised expression. He had not used either of the battle skills; it was merely an attack that made use of the basic properties of Primordial Energy’s seventh layer.

However, from the result, the destructive power of a casual attack of the seventh layer was far above than that of a sixth layer battle skill’s extreme.

Of course, this was because the battle skills used by He Yiming were ordinary ones. Reportedly, the might of some battle skills could even exceed ten times that of another battle skill at the same level. However, these were just things of legends; at least, none of such exaggerated battle skills were present in He family’s Book Pavilion.

He Yiming was ecstatic. Just a basic attack contained such a might, then after learning the seventh layer’s movements of Rolling Boulder Fist and Silk palm?

As soon as he thought up to this point, he suddenly became as impatient as if he was on fire. He turned around, dashed ahead, and arrived at the entrance of his yard, before suddenly stopping.

He suddenly thought of an issue. He’d just come back from the Book Pavilion, so if he immediately went back, that would only evoke his eldest uncle’s suspicion, and if the latter managed to get something out of him, that would not be good for him at all.

He looked at the dim color of the sky and dragged his body back to his apartment, before forcing himself to lie on the bed and trying to moderate his thoughts with deep breaths. Slowly, he entered the dreamland.

At the dawn of the next morning, when He Yiming woke up, he was satisfied by his yesterday’s display. He once again restrained himself from directly going to the Book Pavilion. Instead, he first went to have an early breakfast, following which, he unhurriedly went to the Book Pavilion, where his eldest uncle kept watch.

This time, his display was hundred percent ordinary as he entered the courtyard, unlike the yesterday’s anxious movements. But he still faintly perceived his eldest uncle’s two sharp eyes briefly glancing at him from the side hall.

Still, He Yiming’s self-control was pretty good. He entered the main hall in large strides as if hadn’t noticed his eldest uncle’s gaze at all .His today’s conduct allowed He Quanxin to verify his yesterday’s theory as well. The latter was not able to sense He Yiming’s super strong perception.

After entering the hall, He Yiming, by experience, easily found the scriptures of both Rolling Boulder Fist and Silk Palm.

Subsequently, he copied down all the content of both the scriptures’ seventh layer. This all didn’t require much of his time. Due to the sudden boost in his Internal Energy, his movements were naturally much quicker than before.

He Yiming placed the original stuff back to its position and stuck the copied contents close to his body, before leaving the courtyard in slow steps.

He was both glad and surprised at his eldest uncle’s lack of presence.

He’d prepared himself for his eldest uncle’s possible interrogation. Since his eldest uncle had not shown himself, he would naturally not go and ask for trouble.

Upon returning back to his training room, he brought out his copied stuff and began the customary process of word-by-word contemplation.

After a good while, he lifted his head up, seeming like he’d some understanding of these contents.

In reality, comprehending by looking at the scriptures of these so called battle skills was not challenging. However, following the instructions and meeting the conditions mentioned in the book was a different matter.

By looking at a painter’s painting, the absolute majority could make out its perfect resemblance to the actual thing. They could shout words of praises, however, if asked to imitate the same, that would be as difficult as ascending the heavens.

Same applies for the cultivators concerning any technique. Cultivating a battle skill to seventh layer’s peak would be much more difficult than the sixth layer’s.

Though, this determined rule, when placed on He Yiming, completely lost its effect.

Half a day. Half a day was all it took for him to completely comprehend the seventh layers of Rolling Boulder Fist and Silk Palm, both, and attain their respective peaks. A small matter was that he couldn’t bring forth their complete might since he’d just attained the seventh layer.

Looking at the two profound depressions on the flexible wall, He Yiming had a clear understanding of his capabilities.

In the younger generation, his capability was hardly any different than his eldest brother already.

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