Official Synopsis: Spiritual energy has revived, and martial arts have risen. Shen Qian awakens an AFK (Away From Keyboard) system and walks towards the peak of martial arts.
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The price of defeat...
Shen Qian pondered the sentence carefully, then his expression became somewhat strange. What was stuffed in his clothes?
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Nie Han landed with Wang Shuo atop the western city wall of Jingcheng.
"Deliberately leaving the Silver-Dyed Beast behind?" Nie Han glanced at Wang Shuo.
Wang Shuo nodded and let out a long breath. "I will remember this humiliation."
"very good."
Nie Han nodded appreciatively and smiled, "What does a temporary setback matter? Let Chen Qian be smug for a while."
"If he knew that your true level was not the intermediate martial artist as perceived by the outside world, but only the ninth level of the initial martial artist, I wonder what his reaction would be!"
Wang Shuo shook his head calmly, "He must have finally figured it out. An ordinary peak-level beginner martial artist wouldn't have made me look so pathetic, even if I wasn't in good physical condition."
"So what!"
Nie Han chuckled, "Could it be that he also opened the seven orifices?"
"Even if he has opened all seven orifices, one step slows down and every step slows down. I observe that your aura is already showing signs of perfection. Are you about to break through?"
"Yes, I can break through to the intermediate martial artist level within half a month." Wang Shuo nodded.
"With your seven-aperture body, once you break through to the first stage of the intermediate martial arts realm, you can even face off against the late-stage intermediate martial arts realm. At that time, you can contend with people like Chen Feng without even needing a spirit energy gun!"
Nie Han said with satisfaction, "Let's go, let's go back and treat your wounds first."
Just as Wang Shuo was about to catch up with Nie Han, his expression suddenly froze, and his hand, which was groping around his waist, stopped involuntarily.
"What's wrong?" Nie Han asked, puzzled.
Wang Shuo's usually calm expression turned somewhat grim. He took a deep breath and slowly said:
"The martial arts training token my teacher gave me... is gone."
"What?" Nie Han's expression changed.