12 Chapter 9: Combined Attack Technique
Translator: 549690339
The three who were singled out strode over towards the massive boulder, with Tang Hong even throwing a contemptuous glance over his shoulder at Tang Luo.
The three stopped ten yards away from the boulder, focused their energies into a stance, and simultaneously launched a palm strike towards the boulder.
Three streams of pure white “Wind Attack” palm force intertwined like twists of rope, transforming into a spiralling force and fiercely shot towards the boulder.
“Bang”! “Pop” “Pop!” Three strokes of white energy force virtually simultaneously smacked the top of the massive stone, the explosive sounds blending into one, as if three firecrackers had gone off simultaneously.
Looking back at the massive boulder, its upper half had been pierced, leaving a perfectly round hole, the size of a human head.
The three, joining forces, had managed to pierce the massive stone, a terrifying display that silenced everyone present.
Tang Bin, upon seeing the pierced boulder, nodded his head in approval before turning to Tang Luo and saying,”Tang Peng has only just entered the Mortal Realm, and both Tang Hong and Tang Xin are merely at the peak of the Mortal Realm. However, this joint ‘Wind Attack’ triple strike from the three of them is not something even an expert in the Mortal Realm would take lightly. The power of these three brothers combined can effortlessly kill an equal number of newcomers in the Mortal Realm, as long as they remain unbroken.”
Listening to Tang Bin’s description, feelings of clan pride rose within the hearts of the surrounding clansmen. The Tang Clan was indeed noble and powerful, worthy of their reputation in Xiling City.
Tang Luo himself also admired the combined strike of the three. After all, having once cultivated to the Mortal Realm, he could clearly see that if this combined strike hit his past self in the Mortal Realm, he wouldn’t have had the slightest chance of escaping unscathed, even if he were wearing armor.
The Combined Attack Technique, indeed showed potential.
After seeing Tang Luo admiring their technique, Tang Bin thought that the young man had finally recognized the powerful techniques and would surely adjust his overly arrogant demeanor. Continuing on, he said, “When practicing martial arts techniques, aside from mastering them yourself, the key lies in coordinating with clan members. If you cannot simultaneously strike at the same timing, direction and rhythm as your fellow clansmen, the energy forces will not merge. And such powerful moves, you would not be able to perform. Now, tell me, are you willing to continue training in martial arts?”
Tang Bin looked at Tang Luo, his piercing gaze indicating the tremendous patience he had already shown. If Tang Luo remained obstinate, punishment would inevitably follow, despite the fact that he was the eldest son of the First Head of the Martial Hall.
The entire crowd was waiting for Tang Luo to state his position, and the pressure on him was palpable. If he dared to reject training martial arts, it would be seen as an insult to the Tang Clan.
“Martial arts training is very useful,” he looked into the instructor’s eyes and sincerely said, “but it’s not quite suitable for me, so I won’t participate in martial arts training.”
Just as the three brothers were returning to the ranks, they heard Tang Luo’s remark and were instantly infuriated.
Tang Hong, known for his quick temper, instantly wanted to teach this ignorant clan brother a lesson, but a wave from Tang Bin stopped him in his tracks.
His face was deathly cold, an immense anger boiling within his heart. If not for the fact that the boy before him was his nephew, he truly would have slapped Tang Luo’s face.
“Reason,” Tang Bin demanded through gritted teeth. If Tang Luo couldn’t provide a convincing explanation, he himself would mete out a punishment he would never forget.
In the eyes of this instructor, being a descendant of Tang Clan but without any ambition, was utterly contemptible.
“What a headache.” Tang Luo internally despaired, wondering how things had escalated so quickly. It seemed he had no choice but to prove himself, wasting his spiritual energy once again.
With a sigh, he moved towards the boulder from which the three brothers had just returned, his figure somewhat desolate.
The clan members watched his retreating figure with gloating eyes.
Their gazes seemed to jeer, “Let your stubbornness take control, stubborn even in the face of the Combined Attack Technique. Now let’s see how you get out of this! Go on, Instructor, punish him unto death.”
People always enjoyed seeing the downfall of those who boasted, and it had always been this way since ancient times.
Tang Luo could, of course, sense these gazes, but he had his own determination. This kind of martial arts training had no necessity for him, and it was merely slowing down his own training pace.
As for the tempting Combined Attack Technique, it wasn’t necessary to require multiple people to perform it.
Tang Luo stood at a distance, facing the boulder, his spiritual power concentrated into each palm.
Both palms traced perfect arcs, pushing out left and right. Two small strands of “Wind Attack” energy intertwined, as his hands joined together. Another wave of “Wind Attack” energy was shot from between his hands, catching up with the previous two strands of energy.
The three strands of energy twisted together, drilling towards the boulder like a white spiral.
“Pop!” The spiral of energy hit the boulder in an instant, making a small dent before losing its strength.
Tang Luo turned around, sweeping his gaze over the silent clansmen. None dared to meet his eyes. All those who had been gloating just moments ago were now in shock as their eyes flitted back and forth between the small indentation on the boulder and Tang Luo.
Tang Luo had executed the “Wind Attack” triple strike alone.action
Tang Bin felt that all his years of martial arts training had gone to waste. From the moment Tang Luo was able to simultaneously apply the “Wind Attack” in both his left and right palms, he felt as if his worldview was collapsing.
How long had Tang Luo been practicing this Wind Attack technique? At most, a single day.
And to witness a Combined Attack technique? Only once.
Yet with such a short period of training, Tang Luo was able to execute the Combined Attack Technique single-handedly. Tang Bin did not know what to say.
Maybe he was right after all, he truly didn’t need to practice these martial arts techniques.
“Instructor, I don’t want to attend the martial arts training, is that possible?” Tang Luo calmly returned to the line and asked Tang Bin, praying fervently in his heart.
Please, don’t stir up any more trouble. That one strike just now cost twelve strands of spiritual energy. It’ll take two days to recover.
He couldn’t voice his internal struggles, but life was full of twists and turns. The situations you want to end quickly usually get delayed by some complications.
“First, tell me why you didn’t need to recuperate between the two Wind Attack techniques?” Instead of answering Tang Luo, Tang Bin posed a new question.
No wonder he was shocked. In usual circumstances, martial artists needed a short recuperation period after using such spiritual power-consuming moves. Continuous use of such moves not only reduced their power but also damaged the physical body. If that weren’t the case, why would the combined attack technique exist? Couldn’t one just go solo, firing off as they pleased?
Yet, Tang Luo easily executed a combined attack technique alone, and seemed unaffected by it. This aroused a burning curiosity in Tang Bin.
If this ability to skip the recovery period was a skill, then their clan’s combat power could increase exponentially.
But reality was cruel.
“Recuperate? I don’t need to recuperate.” Tang Luo was taken aback and responded instinctively. However, he seemed to already know the answer deep down.
This must be a benefit from losing his ability to recover. Since he no longer needed to recuperate, there wouldn’t be any vulnerable period between techniques. He could even execute combined attack techniques alone. It seemed every cloud had a silver lining.
Tang Bin looked at Tang Luo’s earnest expression. His fiery hopes suddenly cooled significantly. If this was simply a unique personal talent, its significance to the Tang Clan would be diminished. After all, Tang Luo was still in the Mortal Realm.
For this talent to come into play, he would at least have to reach the Fierce Realm. But whether he could reach that stage was uncertain.
Youths with great talent who spent their lives stuck in peak Mortal Realm were a dime a dozen.
“The rest of you are dismissed.” Tang Bin was somewhat disappointed. Compared to a gifted youngster, he would rather discover a technique that could strengthen the Tang family.
The clansmen lingering at the center left with mixed feelings. Apart from Tang Xing, who seemed exceptionally happy, everyone else appeared burdened, presumably affected by the disappointment.
Seeing the clansmen disperse, Tang Bin suddenly moved closer to Tang Luo. Lowering his voice, he asked stubbornly, “Now that they’ve all left, you can quietly tell your second uncle how you executed that move.”
The Instructor had suddenly become ‘second uncle’. Oh, the fickleness of people these days…
Tang Luo felt a chill run down his spine from Tang Bin’s sudden closeness. The feeling of a two-meter-tall muscular man bending down to look him in the eye was somewhat horrifying. He quietly stepped back.
“Second uncle, there’s no secret technique. There’s just no need for me to recover my energy between techniques.” After increasing their distance, Tang Luo answered sincerely.
Like a punch in the gut.
Even though he had anticipated that this might be merely Tang Luo’s personal talent, the disappointment was still severe when it was confirmed. Tang Bin was stunned for a moment.
Why are you gaping? Just agree already! Can’t you remember the main issue at hand?
“Second Uncle. So, can I stop practicing martial arts?” Tang Luo’s eyes were filled with anticipation. Please, Second Uncle! For the sake of your nephew’s future, give him a way out!
Oh? There’s that issue. But I haven’t finished asking my questions.
“Let’s put that aside. Tell me, why is your Wind Attack technique so weak?” Tang Bin stood straight, showing no intention of letting Tang Luo off easily.
Because the moment Tang Luo raised his hand, he noticed that the energy concentrated was extremely minimal. The thrust of Tang Luo’s triple-layered Wind Attack was weaker than a standard Wind Attack from a mortal. It only managed to leave a shallow pit in the rock.
Tang Bin wasn’t sure if this was due to Tang Luo’s physical constitution or something else. If the precondition for his individual combined attack technique was weakened power, then his talent wasn’t very valuable.
As the clan’s lead instructor, Tang Bin prioritized the development of the clan’s martial techniques.
“It was just a demonstration, so I only used a small amount of spiritual energy.”
Tang Luo’s simple explanation caused a storm in his heart.
“Are you saying, you can control the amount of spiritual energy in your technique?” Tang Bin squinted, trying to hide his disbelief.
“Yes.” Tang Luo nodded calmly. On the inside however, he complained: Of course. It was just a demonstration, so why would I exert my full strength? Do you know how hard I work to cultivate this spiritual energy?
“Good, very good. You don’t need to continue practicing.” Tang Bin suddenly became enthusiastic, examining Tang Luo from top to bottom with an appreciative gaze.
Tang Luo stepped back another step without changing his expression. But inside, he felt a little uneasy. What was wrong with his second uncle? Why was he suddenly acting ? Could he be a creep?