Su Yue just made a rough note.
Then.
He looked towards the wall again.
That’s right.
An entire wall was covered with dense texts, so pages had diagrams on them.
This ti, it was the language of Jiangyuan Country.
It was also the specific imprint thod of the Grandmaster Chain to be exterminated.
From the date on the first page to the latest page, there was a span of ten years.
Su Yue couldn’t help but be moved.
Ten years.
This Grandmaster Chain has been researched for ten years.
Su Yue carefully examined the countless drawings on the wall, and he too beca absorbed.
...
The bald elder scratching his feet was the project initiator, nad Xue Pinghai.
Xue Pinghai might have found it convenient to watch the research, so he printed all the research materials and hung them on the wall.
There were many places with annotated notes halfway through.
Correction.
Research.
Deduction.
One wall carried the blood and sweat of a researcher for ten years.
Every drawing was the painstaking effort of Xue Pinghai, who was trying to create a joint combat thod similar to an array.
The difficulty of this combat thod was no less than creating a peerless combat tactic.
The wall also had so of Xue Pinghai’s scattered daily accounts, similar to diary entries.
In fact, ten years ago, the deputy director of Jiangyuan National Research Institute proposed a research plan.
While flipping through the bark of the Yangxiang Race, he ca up with a bold plan.
To use the array principles of the Yangxiang Race to research a joint attack thod comparable to a peerless combat strategy.
In this way, the Fourth-Grade Martial Artists in Jiangyuan Country could unite and use the unique properties of bone powder from the spiritual pool to unleash an attack capable of killing Sixth-Grade Grandmasters.
The idea was beautiful.
Unfortunately, with the capabilities of Jiangyuan National Research Institute, they temporarily didn’t have the ability to research it.
Eventually, Jiangyuan Country spent an enormous amount of money to hire warfare expert Yan Dongyan from the Divine Land Research Institute for a year of research assistance.
At that ti, Jiangyuan Country’s Wet Ghost Tower was frequently breached, even affecting the borders of the Divine Land. Jiangyuan Country finally had a research project, which was a good thing, so the Divine Land directly dispatched Yan Dongyan.
However, after a year, Yan Dongyan announced the research had failed.
Although the model of the Grandmaster Chain to be exterminated could be constructed, there were several fatal problems that simply couldn’t be resolved.
Ultimately, Xue Pinghai pleaded bitterly for Yan Dongyan to stay for another year.
Coincidentally, at that ti, the Divine Land Research Institute didn’t have major projects, and besides, Yan Dongcheng wanted to make further breakthroughs, so they agreed to stay.
However.
Another year passed, although so minor issues were resolved, the major defects were still impossible to overco.
In the end, Yan Dongyan returned to the Divine Land, after all, the warfare departnt of the Divine Land Research Institute still had other projects to research; they couldn’t waste ti in Jiangyuan Country indefinitely.
The Qi Blood imprint that Su Yue saw was Yan Dongyan’s final summary.
After Yan Dongyan left, Xue Pinghai still wouldn’t give up.
For the next eight years, he continued researching alone in isolation.
Even when the Jiangyuan National Research Institute had given up on this combat thod project, Xue Pinghai, as if possessed, still wouldn’t give up.
In such a state, Xue Pinghai beca neither human nor ghost, trapped in madness.
The Research Institute forcibly canceled the project, yet he refused to agree.
They were at a constant stalemate.
Of course, due to Xue Pinghai’s previous contributions, Jiangyuan Country couldn’t just ignore him.
Eventually, the Research Institute gave him a laboratory, leaving him to his fate.
In Xue Pinghai’s diary, there’s a self-narrative, where sotis he also felt he had gone mad.
He wanted to give up.
He also wanted self-redemption.
But for a whole ten years, Xue Pinghai had invested too much of his effort; he already had a Heart Demon.
The sunk cost was too high, he couldn’t let go.
Now.
Xue Pinghai had already beco a madman.
The younger generation of martial artists didn’t even recognize who he was.
...
"Prince Su Yue, it’s dawn. Are you still going to ditate here?"
Suddenly, Bao Dachang walked over and gently patted Su Yue on the shoulder.
Su Yue snapped back to consciousness with a start.
Dawn?
Su Yue looked up at the sky.
Indeed, it was already past six.
Unknowingly, he had been sitting here for over two hours.
Yet it felt like just a mont.
Su Yue had entered a selfless state.
Yes, for two hours Su Yue had been studying the Qi Blood imprint on the wall.
He was already imrsed in the imprint thod of the Grandmaster Chain to be exterminated.
This is a vast domain filled with endless knowledge.
It truly wasn’t simple.
The Grandmaster Chain to be exterminated, whether successful or failed, was a great creation.
It was a refinent and innovation of many combat thods, worthy of being called all-encompassing.
Su Yue had a premonition.
As long as he completely understood this Grandmaster Chain combat thod, no excellent combat strategy in the future would ever stump him again.
This was the crystallization of wisdom.
For himself, it was a cultivation of perception.
Indeed.
Su Yue always believed that perception could actually be cultivated.
Just like a math test.
As long as you practice enough problems, thoroughly, you’ll inevitably gain the ability to infer other cases from one instance.
Once you grasp an origin, many things will be effortlessly solved.
Martial artists find it difficult to practice combat thods because most people know what is happening without understanding why.
No one would exhaust all their efforts to study the source of combat thods.
This was very tedious and troubleso.
Moreover, excellent combat thods are essentially one-on-one inheritances.
This situation is like soone telling you apples are delicious, apples are edible, you should eat them.
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