My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

"I went to inquire just now. It was Lin Yan who first discovered the leakage of Devil Qi. That's lucky of him. It seems that he went down there to look for a jade token. I wonder who issued the mission."

Zhou Yan revealed an envious expression.

Lin Yan had made a great contribution this time. He would definitely be handsomely rewarded by the sect.

"Do you know that person next to him?"

Yang Yi did not care about who would be getting the reward.

The important thing was whether this matter could be resolved.

He still wanted to develop steadily for a period of time, so it was especially crucial to control the situation.

"He is Zhu Zhonghai, master of the Li Bamboo Court, and the one standing next to him is Senior Brother Zhao Heng, who has recently shot to fame."

When Zhou Yan was a general disciple, he was very well-informed.

Yang Yi looked in the direction of Zhu Zhonghai and indeed, there was a man holding a sword standing near him.

He was quite familiar with Zhao Heng, who had been cultivating under the devil suppression tree.

However, when he looked at Zhao Heng before, he was cultivating. Now that he looked at his facial features, there was a sense of arrogance in him.

"He does have the right to be proud. I reckon that he is one or two years older than us."

Yang Yi sighed.

However, he did not belittle himself. He had his own opportunities.

"Move along, all of you. The sect will handle this matter. There's no need for alarm. Don't spread the news either!"

After Zhu Zhonghai understood the situation, he waved his hand and dismissed Lin Yan. Then, he gave a clear order.

"Understood."

After the court master gave his order, the group of disciples immediately bowed and left obediently.

When they left, Yang Yi turned his head and took a look.

He saw Zhu Zhonghai leading Zhao Heng into the Devil Imprisoning Cave.

This matter came to an end.

He no longer bothered about it anymore.

"Yang Yi, you have to prepare well for this assessment. Although Wang Chong is an old man, I heard that he has been injured recently. It's not like you don't stand a chance."

They left the herbal field and descended the mountain.

Zhou Yan patted Yang Yi's shoulder.

"Uh, okay."

Yang Yi silently agreed.

Speaking of this, he still had to go look for Mu Hengshan.

He had already broken through to the Bone Refining stage, so naturally, he had to look for an opponent of the same level.

Even if Wang Chong was an old man, he was no match for him.

The two of them walked all the way to the training field before separating.

Yang Yi opened the ink map scroll.

The tone of the ink around the training field was faint.

The reserve of spiritual accumulation points there was drying up.

The spiritual springs which he frequented were in similar conditions as well.

It was time to find another place to collect them.

He scanned the map.

Nearby, there was the Mystic Weapon Pavilion, the Worship Hall, the Reception Hall...

Yang Yi casually went to the Worship Hall to collect spirit accumulation points for the day.

After that, he went to look for Mu Hengshan.

"Oh? You've broken through to Bone Refining stage? I remember you, kid. You gave me quite a lot."

Mu Hengshan was half asleep. When he saw Yang Yi coming over, he yawned. "How is it? Are you used to living in that place?"

"Thanks to you, Old Man Mu, everything went smoothly," Yang Yi said respectfully.

Mu Hengshan stood up and took the name list and pen from the side. He muttered, "Since you broke through, I have to pair you up with a new opponent."

At this point, he suddenly looked up and looked at Yang Yi.

"So, what will it be? Do you want to do it randomly or through the back door?"

"Uh, let's do it randomly this time."

Yang Yi did not know whether to laugh or cry.

The old man was a little too brazen in his opinion.

"Alright, but you might end up competing against an old-timer. He might have mastered the force, and they won't be pushovers. You'll have to be careful."

Mu Hengshan took the pen and drew circles on the name list.

The so-called randomness seemed to only be within his thoughts.

"Thank you for your advice, Old Man Mu."

Yang Yi bowed and took his leave.

He returned to the wooden hut.

As soon as he sat down, he opened the martial technique scroll for Phantom Flash.

Inside, there were only notes, texts, and the formula for its early-stage cultivation.

There was no spiritual pattern visualization diagram, nor was there a complimentary medicinal pill formula.

It could be considered a relatively simple Body Tempering martial art.

However, the effect described in the scroll was not bad.

If a person had great willpower and successfully cultivated it, they would be able to react to attacks instantly!

Even if the enemy's fist was thrown out in front of their eyes, they could still use their body's instinct to dodge it.

Just imagine how uncomfortable it would be if the opponent mustered all their strength to hit nothing in front of their eyes.

"Is it really that powerful? If the speed of the opponent's punch is too fast, my body might not be able to react in time, right? Also, an instinctive dodge might be limited in range. If the opponent gets familiar with the patterns of my movements, this technique would've lost its effects."

Yang Yi did not believe the words on the scroll easily.

He knew that if this was truly a powerful technique, the Martial Storage Pavilion would definitely not sell it for a mere 300 contribution points.

There would definitely be an effect. It could be used in certain situations to take his opponents by surprise and avoid fatal injuries, but it was not suitable for continuous use.

This was the pertinent evaluation that Yang Yi gave after reading through the text of the scroll.

"It's not bad. At least it's easy to reach the beginner stage."

Yang Yi looked at the supplementary cultivation tips.

He wanted to know what this unique way of cultivation was.

"Yang Yi?"

A call suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

Yang Yi raised his head. There was only one person who had come.

He was dressed in a light blue uniform, and there was a bandage on his arm. He did not know this person.

He temporarily put away the scroll and walked over.

"May I ask what's the matter?"

Walking closer, Yang Yi realized that the other disciple's injuries were very serious.

His arms were covered in wounds, and even his face was bruised. He might have had a vicious appearance before, but it was impossible to tell now.

"I'm Wang Chong. You should address me as Senior Brother. I'll be paired with you for the regular trimester assessment this time."

Wang Chong did not have a good temper, so he went straight to the point.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Wang."

Yang Yi finally saw him in person.

"Forget it. I see that you're a smart person, so I'll cut to the chase. This so-called competition isn't very interesting, and the reward for the winner was also of little value. Who would fight seriously in front of others for such a trivial reward? Many of the Senior and Junior Brothers have their private agreements. When the time comes, they will go up and go through the formalities."

His fingers knocked on the fence of the courtyard. Although Wang Chong's body was covered in injuries, his manner of speaking was not at a disadvantage.

"What do you mean by that, Senior Brother?"

Yang Yi wore a befuddled expression.

"During our match, I will win and you will lose. I'll give you 30 percent of the reward. You're a newcomer, so it's normal for you to lose. Let's make an agreement. You won't lose too badly. There will also be reward points for you."

For newcomers, they would basically be schooled during their first few matches.

Wang Chong's conditions were somewhat enticing.

Unfortunately, the person he was talking to was Yang Yi.

Yang Yi was stunned. He remained silent.

"What, do you think it's too little? Do you think you can beat me? To tell you the truth, I've been at the Blood Refining level for a year!"

Wang Chong's words sounded very imposing at first, but after careful consideration, he felt that it was strange.

He stayed at the Blood Refining stage for a year because he was either not focused, or because his aptitude was extremely poor.

However, for a newcomer who had just broken through to the Blood Refining stage, the difference of a year was indeed fatal.

"Senior Brother Wang, I heard that you have been repeatedly ambushed. Did you manage to catch your attacker?"

Yang Yi pursed his lips and tried to ask.

"Hah, I knew it. You're thinking that you'll stand a chance against me because I'm injured, aren't you?"

Wang Chong was hit where it hurt. He was slightly traumatized by the incident.

His attacker had sneaked up on him not once, but several times.

The attacker did not stop at hitting him. Wang Chong was even robbed.

It was one thing to be robbed of his money. The other day, he wanted to put an end to this, and carried two small exploding talismans on him for self-defense.

Yet, he underestimated the his attacker's insidiousness. Once again, Wang Chong was beaten up, and his attacker took the talismans from him.

"Let me tell you, even if I am injured, I can still deal with you. I have asked around and found out that you have only been promoted to outer sect for two months."

"Defeating you won't be a problem for me, injury or no injury. I know that you've only been promoted to the outer sect two months ago."

Wang Chong was full of confidence.

It was as if he wanted to vent all his anger towards his attacker on Yang Yi.

"You don't have to do this, Senior Brother. I have recently broken through to the Bone Refining stage. I've asked Manager Mu to change my assigned opponent. We're no longer competing against each other."

Yang Yi explained the whole story.

He cupped his fists and saluted Wang Chong before he left.