I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 74 - 70: Forgive My Bluntness (Boldly asking for recommendations- A bit of supervision-)

Chapter 74: Chapter 70: Forgive My Bluntness (Boldly asking for recommendations- A bit of supervision-)

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“Tang Luo, the martial arts technique of the Tongtian Domination Scroll is the crystallization of hundreds of years of effort from our Secret Arts Pavilion. It is also the key to our Tang Clan’s dominance in Xiling. Are your recent remarks a disdain for the techniques of your own clan?” Tang Guangyu’s gaze was cold and frosty.

A big hat was directly thrown onto Tang Luo’s head.

“Wow, is the Tongtian Domination Scroll really that powerful?” Tang Luo smiled at him, seemingly in admiration. “Then tell me, why does our Tang Clan still need to coexist with the Mi Clan? Hmm?”

This time, even the always equable Elder Tang Hongtao frowned, feeling that

the young man had gone too far.

But Tang Luo wasn’t done speaking. He found it very lamentable that the Tang Secrets Pavilion, which was clearly not at the peak, was acting so arrogantly.

Weakness and humility are not obstacles to progress, but arrogance is. It seemed that those in the Secret Arts Pavilion were extremely satisfied with the Tongtian Domination Scroll, believing it to be perfect and irreplaceable, preferring to rest on their laurels.

Maybe when they were young, each of them was an outstanding martial arts researcher, but the moment they deemed a technique perfect, these individuals were no different from the dead.

In Tang Luo’s firm eyes, there was no contempt, only heaviness, as he looked at the angry faces in the Secret Arts Pavilion.

“The Tongtian Domination Scroll is nothing more than a killing method corresponding to a Mysterious State technique. It is far from being top-notch.”

“I once competed with a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain using the martial arts technique of the Tongtian Domination Scroll. Although the palm technique used by the other party wasn’t a method that matched their heart technique, the power it displayed far surpassed that of the Tongtian Domination Scroll. In the end, my fight with the Heavenly Pathway Technique only resulted in a draw. From this, it’s clear that the Tongtian Domination Scroll still has room for improvement, and it is far from perfect.”

Tang Luo earnestly asked, if a group of people studying martial techniques couldn’t even admit their shortcomings, where was the room for improvement?

But the people’s hearts were the coldest. To put it plainly, fools could be found everywhere.

“That’s your own inadequacy in cultivation, what does it have to do with martial arts?” An old man with a white beard spoke, implying that if someone else executed it, the Tongtian Domination Scroll could easily defeat the Martial

Saint Mountain disciples.

Tang Luo looked at the old man and was somewhat speechless: “At your age, can you please speak sensibly and act like an adult? Hmm?”

A minute ago he was arrogantly discussing some nonsense about a distinguished work, and now he has no shame? Does he think this is a situation where he can easily dominate the world?

“impudent!” The old man stood up, pointed at Tang Luo and yelled. His elderly Spiritual Power erupted and his white beard and hair fluttered without wind, a terrifying sight.

But Tang Luo snorted disdainfully: “A martial technique is supposed to enable the weak to overcome the strong. My Spiritual Power is stronger than my opponent’s, my strength is greater, my reaction is faster, so I can beat him to death. What does that have to do with whether or not the martial technique is good?”

Tang Luo pointed at the old man and criticized him relentlessly.

“Isn’t a good martial technique supposed to allow us to battle and win against opponents who are stronger, have more Spiritual Power, and are better skilled? Otherwise, why learn martial techniques? Isn’t that a waste of time?”

The statement, which pointed directly to the essence of martial techniques, quieted the entire Secret Arts Pavilion.

-What a sharp tongue you have. Martial Saint Mountain has a thousand years of heritage, and the number of their martial arts researchers is several times, even dozens of times, that of our Tang Clan. The Tongtian Domination Scroll you executed is only slightly inferior to the disciple of the Martial Saint Mountain. Doesn’t that demonstrate the perfection of our Tongtian Domination Scroll?” Tang Guangyu was unwilling to be led by Tang Luo’s pacing and immediately pointed out the crux of the matter.

“Given time for our Secret Arts Pavilion to refine our technique, who dares predict that, in the next thousand years, our Tang Clan’s Tongtian Domination Scroll won’t become the best?” Tang Guangyu was full of pride, as if catching up with the Martial Saint Mountain was already within reach.

Even the elders of the Secret Arts Pavilion nodded their heads one after another, feeling that Tang Guangyu’s words made sense and were pleasing to the ear.

Can they really believe this? You must be still half asleep. “Forgive me for being blunt, but at this rate, our Tang Clan should be grateful if it isn’t wiped out by the Mi Clan, let alone becoming a leader in the martial arts world.” Tang Luo spoke coldly, crossing his arms. Having decided to reveal the brutal reality, he didn’t care about saving face any more.

Perhaps the former Tang Secret Arts Pavilion was truly deserving of respect, but the people here now were greatly inferior.

They fish for fame and glory, yet are complacent. They are blinded by the power of the Tang Clan and can’t rule over even a single territory in Xiling. How could they talk of surpassing the Martial Saint Mountain?

But reality isn’t always easy to accept, especially for these elders of the Secret Arts Pavilion who are accustomed to being respected and revered.

“Arrogant!”

“Impudent!”

“What audacity!”

“Who gave you the right to speak here, kneel down!

Tang Luo’s words undeniably infuriated everyone in the Secret Arts Pavilion. After all, their greatest pride lies in their research on martial techniques. Such direct questioning was impossible for them to accept from any angle.

The elders of the Secret Arts Pavilion stood up one by one, looking at Tang Luo, who was recklessly speaking his mind.

He’s digging his own grave. Tang Guangyu watched with satisfaction as Tang Luo became the antagonist of the Secret Arts Pavilion.

Because of his impulsive words, Tang Luo had offended the entire Secret Arts Pavilion. If he ever wished to enter the pavilion again, he wouldn’t even be allowed through the door.

Yet, Tang Luo still wore his undisturbed expression, as if he didn’t care about the people in front of him at all.

“Tang Luo.” Tang Hongtao’s authoritative voice reverberated in the hall of the Secret Arts Pavilion like thunder, as if it were the voice of the heavens.

Everyone turned their gaze to the elder who was sitting in the middle.

“Are you aware that your derisive words just now are enough for me to accuse you of disrespecting the elders? Even your father can’t save you,” he said. What Tang Luo said earlier was indeed too much, completely negating the Secret Arts Pavilion. It even caused the normally tolerant Tang Hongtao to speak up.

“Your wisdom sees clearly, Elder.” Tang Luo bowed to Tang Hongtao. This was certainly not because he had chickened out.

When he fabricated the Martial Saint Mountain’s “Steps to Stirring the Clouds” just now, this elder of the Secret Arts Pavilion who should have remained calm was full of curiosity and confusion. It was obvious that he knew nothing about the name and the book.

Maybe this elder wasn’t a gifted researcher on martial tactics, but unquestionably he was an honest person who didn’t overstep his authority. He didn’t immediately pass judgement on him even after he uttered such harsh words.

Honest and caring, he was a good elder, worthy of respect.

“The words I spoke were certainly not due to a momentary fury.

Tang Luo fixed his gaze again on Tang Guangyu’s face, asking, “Let me askyou, are you suggesting that the current figures in the Tongtian Domination Scroll are nearing perfection, with no room for improvement?

“If what you mean by ‘improvement’ simply involves endlessly increasing spiritual power to boost its power, then there is indeed room for improvement.” Tang Guangyu spoke in Tang Luo’s direction, with his eyes on the sky, unwilling to glance at the person in front of him.

His words were filled with contempt, as though he was dismissing the words of a summer insect that knew nothing of ice, or a well frog that understood nothing of the sea.

With an arrogant demeanor, he seemed unwilling to debate with the ignorant youth before him. This attitude undoubtedly delighted the few arrogant ones who shared his sentiment, prompting a few chuckles from behind him. Ignoring their desire to provoke an argument, Tang Luo continued to look directly at Tang Guangyu, whose eyes were looking heavenwards, and said, “What you’re trying to say is that the Mortal Realm moves of the Tongtian Domination Scroll can no longer be improved through changing their forms,

right.”

Tang Guangyu confidently nodded, staring at Tang Luo’s face: “Correct, the mortal level techniques of the Tongtian Domination Scroll can no longer be altered. They’re nearing perfection!”

“That’s why I say, I really like you guys, you’re brimming with confidence, yet utterly ignorant..”