Chapter 350 (1/2)

The tribal warriors were boiling with qi and blood, all ready for battle. The qi and blood emanating from each tribal warrior condensed into various fierce beasts, roaring in anger.

Once Lin Fan had any behavior that made them feel bad, they would absolutely pounce instantly and completely tear Lin Fan apart. Piece by piece, not even a whole body would be left intact.

”Everyone relax, don't be nervous. I don't have any malicious intent, I'm just asking.”

”Of course, don't look at me as a cultivator. I'm even a martial artist. I just lost my way ahead and couldn't find a way out, that's why I cultivated immortality.”

”I will show yout, and please taste.”

It was useless to talk too much. One could only prove oneself with actions.

He had accumulated his internal strength to more than a thousand years, and the preliminary practice was martial arts.

An innate level martial art ‘Fist Dao' performed was naturally astounding.

He didn't use his qi, so naturally, he couldn't cause that shocking scene. However, because his realm of immortal cultivation was quite high, he had a comprehensive control of a certain feeling. It was more shocking than when he used to perform it.

Three styles of Fist Techniques.

The Overwhelming Fist!

Fist Rites the Rivers and Mountains!

Fist of the World!

The aura was wide open, swallowing mountains and rivers—the fierce fist intent wrapped around the body as if having an invincible martial power carrying the world.

The warriors standing around were amazed at Lin Fan. They felt that fist intent.

It was strong!

His understanding of the martial arts reached a level that was difficult for ordinary people to match.

Thinking that he, Lin Fan, practiced martial arts, it was all at the peak once he learned it. Not to mention martial arts, it was even mystic arts that were cultivated to the peak realm.

Even if the internal force was not strong enough now.

But in the attainment of martial arts, he was able to explode an innate level of martial arts to the power of the mystic arts.

He paid attention to the situation around him. The guys looked stunned. They knew what he was now.

He turned his clever brain and thought about why the Clan Leader was so excited to hear him ask questions about martial arts.

After a bit of thought, he had a little idea.

It must be that martial arts belonged to a taboo.

What else could be said other than this explanation?

Seeing the martial arts that Lin Fan was performing, Yuan Wu only felt his hands itching to fight with Lin Fan. However, with his martial arts realm, Lin Fan was afraid that he would be beaten into a meat cake if he did not use his mystic arts.

The Clan Leader on the side did not say anything.

Yuan Wu could only wait quietly. Until the Clan Leader gave the order, he would not take any action.

Soon, Lin Fan collected his power and slowly exhaled a mouthful white qi, which was like a sharp sword. With a swoosh, it attacked the distance and eventually disappeared.

”How was it?”

He inquired, thinking to himself that if this performance wasn't overbearing enough, there was really nothing that could be done.

No matter what, he had to figure out the martial arts dao.

His thirst for the martial arts was not high, but it was something that could change the dilemma of having no spirit-rooted martial artists in the entire Immortal Cultivator Realm.

The Clan Leader said, ”Go away, this is not a place for you to stay. Our tribe is not contentious with the world and does not want to bring the scourge of extinction.”

Although he was still trying to drive Lin Fan away, this time the tone was much milder, as if it was because Lin Fan's attainments in the martial arts had convinced the Clan Leader that he did really want to take the path of martial arts, but ultimately had no choice but to cultivate immortality.

”Clan Leader I don't mean anything else, I just want to know how the path beyond the martial arts actually goes.”

”If Clan Leader is willing, junior would like to ask for the path after the martial arts dao.”

Although the Clan Leader's strength was not as high as his, he still lowered his posture and communicated with the Clan Leader with the attitude of a junior.

The Clan Leader said, ”You have already reached an extremely high level on the path of immortal cultivation, why do you need to know the path of the martial arts. There is a heavenly difference between the two, and it will not do you any good.”

”Cultivation naturally has to be single-minded, three minds and two hearts, the final outcome is just to get nothing and end up with a void.”

After Lin Fan's self-enactment just now, The Clan Leader had long since discovered that this young man in front of him was really a martial arts wizard. If he had discovered it earlier, he would definitely be a great martial arts god in the future.

It was just a pity that…

The discovery was too late. The other side had gone too far on the path of immortality cultivation. It had long been deeply rooted, so it would be much harder to step into the path of martial art again, and it would even lead to a disaster.

Lin Fan clasped his fist and said, ”Junior really wants to know the path of the martial arts, so I would like to ask the Clan Leader to show me a clear path.”

The Clan Leader found another excellent quality in Lin Fan.

That was persistence.

‘What a good seedling.'

But…. hey, if it was discovered early enough, he definitely wouldn't be stingy and pass on what he knew.

Maybe he could really take the martial arts to its former glory days.

The entire Origin Tribe had the highest level of cultivation in martial arts attainment, but the gap was too great compared to the glory days.

Thinking about it, The Clan Leader shook his head, ”Yuan Wu, arrange a residence for these young friends, he is a guest of our tribe.”

”Yes, Clan Leader.” Yuan Wu answered, then came to Lin Fan's side to take him to arrange a residence.

Lin Fan was helpless and did not say that he was successful.

But there was no rush at all.

The other side did not drive him away but arranged a residence for him. Staying in the tribe meant that everything still had a chance. Perhaps the old man was thin-skinned and embarrassed.