I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 705: Chapter Seven Hundred and One: Shattered

“How could it fail!” The young boy stuttered, only managing to choke out a sentence, “Master also said this nameless fire ingeniously snatches the craft of the heavens. If you don’t give the other party the opportunity to dispel the spiritual fire, once the spiritual fire devours the spiritual power and grows stronger, it definitely wouldn’t fail!”

“So you even consulted Master, you’re incredible.” Tang Luo laughed in disbelief, feeling somewhat awed by his own younger brother. To be honest, it became apparent upon reflection that the boy’s invincible faith was completely built upon the guaranteed success of the nameless fire and its ability to use spiritual power as fuel. The experience of crushing a peak Mortal Realm martial artist with his own initial entry into the Mortal Realm made him feel the joy of martial arts. Now, asking him to accept that a spirit art approved by the Secret Arts Pavilion could fail was a bit challenging.

But as they say, growth is all about shattering what you firmly thought to be true, and then presenting the fragments before you. If you can pick them up and rebuild, then that’s growth. If you kick away the things that shattered your beliefs and then put yourself back together exactly as before, then that’s not growth at all.

Tang Luo wasn’t sure how bright the young boy was, but he understood what he needed to now- shatter the boy’s belief that the nameless fire was definitely effective, and break Tang Xing’s invincible faith!

“Come, attack me with your best strategy.” Tang Luo, sitting cross-legged with a smile, waved at the young boy, “If you believe the nameless fire will surely be effective, I’ll sit right here. If you can light me up with the nameless fire, I’ll grant you one wish.”

“Hmph, you’re trying to trick me again!” The young boy was not moved at all, thinking he had seen through his elder brother’s scheme: “Bullying your brother who has just entered the Mortal Realm, aren’t you ashamed! You once said that there are a few in the Mortal Realm who can withstand Spiritual Fire with their bodies. You didn’t count yourself, sealing your skin and bones as one, and holding your spiritual power as if you were a pure bottle. If the nameless fire could light you up, it would be a miracle. I won’t fall for it!”

If there’s anything the young boy respects in his invincible faith, it’s his own elder brother. Hence, he had no intention to take up Tang Luo’s offer, instead analyzing calmly the chances of success. In his mind, even his big cousin from the Xu Family was not a match for his brother, so how could he possibly win?

Tang Luo couldn’t help but frown, scratching his head. It was getting harder to fool his growing brother. He just wanted to shatter the young boy’s invincible faith in a straightforward and crude manner. But since it had been seen through, he didn’t mind trying another way.

“I won’t use the Undying Battle Body, nor will I withstand it with my body, and I won’t counter it with any spirit art either. If your nameless fire can set my hemp coat on fire, then consider it your win.” Seeing the young boy finally considering the offer, Tang Luo, with a teasing smile, casually opened his coat, “No matter what method you use, if you can damage this hemp coat, or even make me move an inch from here, you will win. How about it?”

The young boy gaped. No matter how he thought, he couldn’t believe that under such strict conditions, Tang Luo would be able to break his pride and joy. If he lost in this situation, wouldn’t he be too useless!

“Then, here I come!”

Determination filled Tang Xing’s eyes as he condensed a soul mark of the nameless fire from the spiritual power within his body, directing it towards Tang Luo’s open coat.

There was no certainty of winning, of course. But just to damage clothing, with the unique characteristics of the nameless fire’s curse technique, it should be a piece of cake.

This shapeless, formless technique was perfect for sneaky attacks, quick, efficient, and covert. All he had to do was draw the curse mark within his sight, and the fire mark in his body would naturally find its target. The combination of two independent curse marks would create the mark of spiritual fire!

The artful design behind the nameless fire ensured its undoubted success. Although his elder brother himself was the creator of this curse technique, the young boy didn’t believe Tang Luo could dispel it without using any spiritual power.

The curse mark was drawn and the soul mark within his body flew out as though pulled by a deadly attraction, moving towards the target mark as if teleporting. How could anyone stop such a nameless fire!

Tang Xing seemed to already see the blazing spiritual fire. After all, the formation of the double marks was nearly complete. Now, what he needed to consider was what request to make from his brother. The boy was momentarily confused because he had so many wishes that he found it hard to decide.

But if Tang Luo could propose such restrictions, how could he put himself in a losing situation? Over the past year, as he studied the dark orbs within his body, he discovered a peculiarity in his eyes.

These eyes, which once could only see the quantity of spiritual power, had undergone a transformation after breaking into the Fierce Realm. Now, they could even see the spiritual power flowing inside another martial artist’s body and even the structure of their spirit art.

This incredible experience seemed to have opened a new door for Tang Luo in the realm of martial arts. Through the evidence in his eyes, he realized that cultivation could indeed alter the structure of spiritual power within a person’s body.

For those who fight with their fists, the spiritual power within their body would circulate mostly through their arms, leading to the surprising size of martial artists proficient in boxing. Those who are good at kicks, however, would have more spiritual power active in their legs. And those proficient with weapons would have it present in their wrists and forearms.

Now, Tang Luo could look at any martial artist and know their specialty. This was great news for future battles.

Moreover, being able to see the internal structure of a martial arts technique gave Tang Luo a unique insight into the martial arts system. Both the Warring Finger and the Nameless Fire were Spirit Arts he had created before his eyes had mutated. The perfectionist in him had developed these two spirit arts to the limit within his understanding. But looking at them now, these two Spirit Arts were far from perfect.

Because the internal construction of both these Spirit Arts was too weak.

Spiritual power is a special kind of energy, its form and stickiness change with its quantity. Up to one thousand points of spiritual power are referred to as base spiritual power, and the condensation of this spiritual power is like grains of sand.

Although shapes moulded from sand can be quite exquisite, these beautiful forms may easily disperse, hindered by the basic condensing nature of spiritual power itself.

Tang Luo infused spiritual power into his index finger. To his extraordinary eyes, the invisible spirit mark seemed like a firefly in the dark, and with a light flick of his finger, it disappeared into thin air. Once the soul mark disappeared, the curse mark drawn on the clothing vanished as well. He looked up; not far away, the young boy, who had been ecstatic just a moment ago, was now frozen in disbelief.

Why wouldn’t he be stunned!

Tang Xing felt the soul mark, which had left his body, suddenly vanish. And in front of him, sat his elder brother, still maintaining that flicking fingers gesture.

At this moment, his unwavering faith in victory and his understanding of martial arts were entirely shattered. That a curse could be shattered by a flick of a finger seemed as incredible as putting out a fire with saliva- it was simply impossible to accept.

“I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!” The young boy turned beet red and formed a second soul mark of the nameless fire, met with Tang Luo’s second finger flick.

“Pft~”

The legend of the all-conquering nameless fire was shattered in just two flicks of his brother’s finger.