Chapter 209 – [Whale Body Ocean Encompassing Style]! Undercurrent

The room was suffused with a dark yellow glow, and the gravity was cranked up to a hundred times normal.

Lu Yuan stood in the room, shirtless. Tiny beads of sweat covered every inch of his skin, making it appear even more smooth and delicate under the light.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes, imagining himself as a blue whale swimming freely in the deep sea.

The omnipresent heavy pressure around him mimicked the surging undercurrents of the deep ocean.

His body began to move slowly, his muscles undulating like water waves, imitating the movements of a blue whale gliding through the ocean.

Suddenly.

Lu Yuan’s eyes snapped open, and a sharp gleam shot out from his gaze.

An intangible but immense force spread out, forming a giant blue whale over seven meters long, hovering above his head.

“Encompass the Ocean!”

Lu Yuan shouted in a low tone, raising both hands upward!

The blue whale’s phantom above his head followed his hand movement, flipping its tail.

Instantly, the air in the entire gravity training room seemed to turn over.

The chaotic airflow resembled turbulent seawater…

“Whoosh”

The sound of waves rising made itself heard, “Crackle”

The lights in the gravity training room began to flicker rapidly, and then “Bang! Bang! Bang!” one after another, they burst.

“Whoosh”

Lu Yuan exhaled a deep breath, reducing the gravity level to forty times.

Then, he relaxed completely.

He checked the [Martial Artist] professional panel, noticing that two new skills had appeared: lv1 [Great Whale True Intent] and lv1 [Killer Move—Encompass the Ocean].

Lu Yuan felt somewhat satisfied.

The arduous training of the past few days had not been in vain.

He had made significant progress in the [Whale Body Ocean Encompassing Style] Legacy.

The [Whale Body Ocean Encompassing Style] is a complete Legacy, incorporating both body training techniques and martial arts moves.

Its [Whale Body] body training techniques focus on leveraging the immense pressure of water currents to temper the body, ultimately aiming to achieve a physique as robust as a great whale.

With the gravity training room’s Effect, Lu Yuan had already cultivated the [Whale Body] to lv3.

Both his constitution and strength had improved, although not significantly enough to be reflected in the panel’s numbers.

After integrating the Martial Deity Strength with the corresponding Encompassing Ocean Strength, the quality had notably increased, gaining a more majestic and boundless aura, and its golden hue had deepened.

For Lu Yuan, mastering an additional martial art is akin to adding another brick to the edifice of his strength system.

Although a single brick’s contribution to his overall strength may not be significant, the process continually enhances his accumulation, reinforcing his foundation.

Eventually, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative transformation.

“I tend to overpower with sheer force; Great Whale True Intent is indeed more suitable for me compared to True Essence of Dragon Form and Spirit Crane…”

Lu Yuan had unlocked three types of true intents. Since they were all at lv1, there wasn’t a significant difference in their strengths. In battle, he would just use the one that felt most natural at the moment.

Unfortunately, he was currently short on skill points. Otherwise, he would consider upgrading any of the true intents to see the Effect.

Exiting the gravity training room, the invisible physical pressure vanished.

However, an even greater mental pressure took its place.

“Has it arrived?”

Lu Yuan asked Owl Blade, who was waiting nearby.

The latter shook his head silently.

Lu Yuan didn’t say anything, only nodding slightly.

He and Owl Blade left the room and boarded the shuttle, quickly arriving at the quarry.

Standing on the shuttle, Lu Yuan gazed impassively at the scene below.

All the preparations at the quarry were complete. Over twenty shuttles and more than two hundred Yellow Bear combat personnel were on high alert.

The intensive preparations over this period had made the Yellow Bear members aware that something was off.

They vaguely guessed that an extraordinarily powerful enemy was approaching, which naturally made them all the more tense.

This tense atmosphere spread among the Yellow Bear ranks, creating the feeling that a grand battle was about to begin.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes, amplifying his senses to their maximum.

He seemed to sense an unprecedented crisis approaching.

It was reminiscent of facing the powerful divine messenger Karofis from the Crow Deity sect.

Only this time, the feeling was even stronger.

Yet, it was harder to grasp.

“The Sword of Damocles hangs over my head, tied by a single horsehair!”

Lu Yuan silently quipped to himself, feeling a surge of irritation.

“Any updates from the Hundred Cities Martial Arts Tournament in the south?”

He turned to ask Owl Blade, who handed him a report.

Lu Yuan casually flipped it open, his brows slowly furrowing.

[8:23 AM on the 5th… Verbal altercation with the White Bird Sect. Both sides engaged in combat. Liu Daoyuan did not intervene, but five of the sect’s disciples were injured. Zhuang Xiujie sustained minor injuries.]

[11:41 AM on the 5th… Verbal provocation from the Southern Fight Sect. Both sides engaged in combat. Seven of their disciples were injured…]

The report detailed every conflict the Crane Style group had encountered over the past three days.

Each day had seen three to four altercations.

Adding the previous incidents, the Crane Style group had been involved in nearly twenty conflicts.

There were a total of twelve sects involved!

“Has Old Liu gone mad?!”

“No, that’s not right!”

Lu Yuan quickly flipped through a few pages, soon noticing something unusual in the report.

A few seconds later, Lu Yuan put down the report, his eyes turning cold as he looked at Owl Blade.

He spoke, “Someone is deliberately targeting the Crane Style.”

Owl Blade hesitated for a moment before replying, “We suspected the same. But after careful investigation, we found nothing unusual.

Each conflict, when viewed in isolation, made sense emotionally and logically…”

“But the concentration and frequency of these conflicts are unreasonable.”

Lu Yuan spoke calmly, “Now, take me to Pan City.”

Owl Blade was stunned.

“Lord, are you going to participate in the League? What about here?…”

Lu Yuan looked down, his pupils reflecting the entire layout of the quarry, and said slowly, “Wait for it. Notify me as soon as it arrives. I’ll come back immediately.”

“Understood.”

…

“This afternoon at two, another few sects got into a brawl…”

“Martial artists tend to have hot tempers. Each sect has its own long-standing traditions and grudges. Although they usually don’t see each other since they’re from all over, it’s understandable that they might fight when they do meet…

However…”

Dressed in a black martial arts uniform with the flamboyant characters for “Moon Shadow” written on the back, a middle-aged man with a clean-shaven face and dignified appearance frowned and said, “In previous years, everyone was used to settling matters in the arena. Why are there so many fights even before the Tournament has begun this time?

I don’t know what’s going on with this year’s Tournament. The Penglai Holy Envoy has been here for three days already, but it hasn’t started yet.”

“Rumor has it that a temp worker on the organizing committee messed up an important part of the schedule. Now they have to rearrange a lot of things, causing a three-day delay,” replied a man standing next to him, who looked similar to him but was slightly shorter and younger.

The two were speaking under a temporary canopy, with many others standing or sitting behind them, all dressed uniformly in Moon Shadow Sect martial arts uniforms.

“Which sects were involved in the afternoon skirmish?” the handsome middle-aged man continued to ask.

“The Moving Mountains Sect and the Returning Mountain Sect, in front of the cafeteria at the North Gate. They started fighting the moment they saw each other…”

“Why do the Moving Mountains Sect and the Returning Mountain Sect still clash the moment they meet? It’s been so many years… Any others?”

“In the West Forest small plaza, it was Sky Water Stream Crane Style and the Heart Refining Sect…”

“Them again?!”

The handsome middle-aged man frowned and said, “How many conflicts have they been involved in these past few days?

Has Liu Daoyuan gone mad? Wasn’t his last fall hard enough?

It’s already gracious of us to allow them to participate after being expelled from the Sky Water Stream. Why are they still causing trouble everywhere, like mad dogs?

Aren’t they afraid of history repeating itself?”

The man beside him spoke softly, “Actually, you can’t really blame the Crane Style for this afternoon’s incident.

The leader of the Heart Refining Sect was involved in the coordinated effort to hunt down the Poison-Handed Crane Demon. It was he who personally tore off Liu Daoyuan’s left arm.

This time, Liu Daoyuan didn’t initiate the conversation; instead, the Heart Refining Sect leader deliberately provoked him.

Of course, Liu Daoyuan couldn’t tolerate that, so both sides ended up fighting on the spot…”

“A Poison-Handed Crane Demon with a prosthetic arm still dares to challenge a sect leader-level expert?”

The handsome middle-aged man sneered, clasping his hands behind his back.

His companion continued, “Liu Daoyuan got a prosthetic arm; his strength is not weak. But he was unlucky. The Heart Refining Sect produced a super genius who reached the True Intent level at just thirty years old. This afternoon, the Crane Style suffered quite a loss…”

“A True Intent level at thirty?!”

The handsome middle-aged man’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly asked, “Is it Xue Guangyao, who is as famous as Tong Lin from the Divine Intent Sect, and one of the Twin Stars of the southern martial arts world?”

“Yes, both of them reached the True Intent sect leader level at a young age and are hot favorites to win this League. Many people are here just to see them.

It’s said that over the past few days, the Penglai Holy Envoy has met with them individually…”

“They are indeed extraordinary talents,” the handsome middle-aged man couldn’t help but sigh. “The Heart Refining Sect and Divine Intent Sect have promising heirs…”

As the two were talking, a young man suddenly walked out from behind them, quickly moving to the side.

It was a common occurrence, but since they were discussing young talents in the Ancient Martial Arts world, they couldn’t help but glance at him.

“Actually, Zhihua isn’t bad either,” the handsome middle-aged man said casually to the man beside him, watching the young man’s retreating figure. “Zhihua is almost at the Organ Training stage, faster than you were back in the day…”

The man shook his head, resigned. “How can you compare? When I was practicing martial arts, I didn’t have the same conditions. This kid is just lazy; otherwise, he would have achieved Mastery in Organ Training long ago…”

“Then you should keep an eye on him more often. Kids… they need guidance.”

“Understood, Senior Brother.”

As they chatted, they watched the young man they were observing greet another young man dressed in a beige open cardigan, with a tall and elegant demeanor. The sight was quite striking from a distance.

After Sun Zhihua exchanged a few words with the handsome young man and cheerfully made his way back, the two men casually called out to him.

“Zhihua, come here.”

“Dad, Uncle.”

Sun Zhihua obediently walked over to them, respectfully greeting them.

The handsome middle-aged man, in his role as an elder, warmly inquired about Sun Zhihua’s daily life and cultivation.

Sun Zhihua responded fluently, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

However, at the end of the conversation, the handsome middle-aged man suddenly had a whimsical thought and asked a surprising question:

“Zhihua, the person you just greeted, which sect is he from?”

Unexpectedly, Sun Zhihua’s expression immediately turned a bit nervous upon hearing this question. His eyes started to dart around, and he stammered for a long time without giving a clear answer.

The handsome middle-aged man noticed something amiss, his face instantly darkening. He even released a bit of his True Intent as he sternly ordered, “Speak the truth!”

…

“My Lord.”

A soft voice called out, pulling Lu Yuan’s gaze back from where he had been watching Sun Zhihua of the Moon Shadow Sect.

Standing before him was a slightly overweight middle-aged man in his forties, who was looking up at him with an expression of cautious respect.

“You are Li Dong? The person in charge of the League here at Mosa?” Lu Yuan asked coolly.

The slightly overweight middle-aged man nodded respectfully. “Yes, I am Li Dong. Lord Sackford has informed me. But I didn’t know you would personally come. My failure to greet you immediately is truly…”

“Enough,” Lu Yuan interrupted him, his tone cold. “First, take me to where the Crane Style is staying. Explain the specifics to me on the way.”

“Yes, Sir.”