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When Uncle Lee said this, Lin Yu knew that the other party must have witnessed the matter between him and Xiong Yang. He immediately bowed and walked up to Uncle Lee, "Uncle Lee, please give us your guidance!"

Facing Uncle Lee, Lin Yu did not have the slightest temper. Although Uncle Lee's right leg was crippled, five hundred thousand Lin Army came out from his hands.

In other words, Uncle Lee ate more salt than he did himself!

And a lot more!

"Here, nine stone tablets to the west, Dragon Claw Hand!"

Uncle Lee pointed to the west side of the training field. Then he turned over and continued sunbathing on the bamboo chair.

The Celestial Dragon's Strength was a top cultivation technique for training strength, but it did not have any actual combat moves.

And this Dragon Claw was just enough to make up for Lin Yu's current weakness.

Lin Yu arrived at the bottom of the nine stone tablets. On the top of the first stone tablet, there were three bold and sharp words engraved: Dragon Claw Hand!

As he continued to look, the power of the Dragon Claw Hands was fierce and ruthless. His moves were swift like the wind, and they were divided into nine different styles.

After a quick scan, Lin Yu stood in front of the first stone monument with both of his arms raised and his mind calm. The Innate Unitary Sword Technique began to circulate rapidly in his body, and the surrounding Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth began to converge in his Dantian, then it turned into a large amount of true energy which passed through the meridians in Lin Yu's body and circulated to his ten fingers.

An hour later, Lin Yu only felt that his ten fingers were extremely hot, like red-hot iron. A large amount of true energy was gathered in his ten fingers, if he did not release it in time, his ten fingers would most likely be blown to pieces.

"Let's begin!"

A faint voice entered Lin Yu's ears. He turned around and saw that Uncle Lee had already sat up at some point. He was holding a small plate of peanut in his hand and was looking at him lazily.

"En!"

Lin Yu nodded and started to practice the first move of the Dragon Claw Hand, Cloud-Piercing stance, as described on the stone monument.

Liu Ming curled his fingers into a claw and with both arms like agile dragon limbs, the zhenqi in his body swiftly gushed out along with the power of the dragon claw. The three inch long milky-white zhenqi immediately pierced through his fingers and made a slight explosive sound in the air.

"Qi Explosion!"

Uncle Lee was surprised. As he watched the ten streams of white Zhen Qi disappear from Lin Yu's fingers, a hint of shock appeared in his eyes.

Explosions were the sounds produced by the friction between the air and the energy that was compressed for an instant. These sounds of explosions could only be produced by completely mastering the first move of the dragon claw.

Could it be that Lin Yu was able to master the first move of the Dragon Claw Hand in one go just by skimming through it?

Bang!

Bang!

As Uncle Lee thought of this, the shock in his eyes became even more intense. In his entire life, it was the first time that a genius like Lin Yu had appeared.

"This child is not someone from the pond!"

Uncle Lee looked at Lin Yu, who was practicing the second stone tablet, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. At the beginning, Uncle Lee wanted to give some pointers to the other party, but now, it seemed that he was overthinking things!

Uncle Lee ignored Lin Yu, turned around and took a bite of peanut. Then, he lay back down on the chair and began to bask in the sun.

In front of the stone monument, Lin Yu's hands were covered with a layer of milky white Zhen Qi, and the Zhen Qi spewed out between his fingers like a pair of sharp dragon claws.

During the night, Lin Yu returned to his bedroom and sat cross-legged on his bed. He began cultivating the One Innate Technique and a large amount of the surrounding Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth began to converge. The Qi in his Dantian started to revolve crazily and Lin Yu's entire being was as calm as a monk in meditation.

At this moment, the crystal clear Heavenly Spirit Essence was emitting a gentle light. Strands of milky white light gradually extended out from the surface of the crystal and slowly entered Lin Yu's forehead.

At the same time, deep in the imperial palace of the Great Chu, in a large hall, Xiong Zheng was sitting next to a middle-aged man.

"The Great Chu is a borderland with very little wine and water. Please forgive me, immortal master!"

Xiong Zheng had a smile on his face as he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. His face was filled with respect.

Don't worry about such small matters. I was just passing by this place. Back then, I owed a debt of gratitude to the Emperor of the Great Chu. Now that I'm here, I might as well pay a visit to the Karma from back then.

The middle-aged man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He wore a sky-blue daoist robe, and his face was calm. As he spoke, he gave off the feeling of a spring breeze.

The Emperor of the Great Chu, that was three hundred years ago!

This middle-aged man looked to be no older than Xiong Zheng, but he was at least 300 years old. The only explanation for this was that the other party was a cultivator from the Congenital Realm Realm!

There was a natural chasm between the Pre-Sky Realm and the Upper Sky Realm!

At most, he would only be one hundred and fifty years old if he reached the pinnacle of the precelestial stage.

If one broke through the precelestial stage Realm, one's lifespan would be extended to three hundred years.

It was just that, while there were many cultivators in the precelestial stage Realm like ants, the existence that could break through to the Congenital Realm Realm was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

He never thought that there would be a cultivator from the Congenital Realm Realm in the Great Chu!

Xiong Zheng chatted with the middle-aged man from the Congenital Realm Realm, but suddenly, the middle-aged man's face changed. His calm eyes suddenly became sharp and Xiong Zheng was shocked, thinking that he said something wrong that caused the middle-aged man to be unhappy.

As soon as he said that, the middle-aged man instantly disappeared. In the spacious hall, only Xiong Zheng was confused.

Above the Chu Palace, above the clouds, stood a figure. It was the middle-aged man from the Congenital Realm Realm.