Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 1371: The Way

After a brief collision, the two separated again!

On the bone sword, the Ghost Fire burned ever more fiercely!

And on the Godslayer Whip, a gap unexpectedly appeared.

"A Divine Weapon?"

The fierce strike calmed Finch Jackson down.

As a martial arts expert, he knew very well what that hit meant.

If he could have killed, the opponent would have died in that moment.

But now, a fierce battle was inevitable.

Meeting a worthy opponent, Finch Jackson’s anger gradually dissipated, replaced by wild joy!

He had been stuck at the Martial Arts Grandmaster level for a long time, but no matter how much Spirit Grass he consumed or how many famed masters he sought out, he couldn’t break through.

Those who break through no longer care about worldly affairs and concentrate on cultivating, striving for a higher realm.

In their eyes, what counts as ordinary matters?

Finch Jackson, approaching this threshold, was the envy of countless people.

But he was very clear about one thing.

Many people in the world are stuck at this step.

Even those who reach this level at a young age may not be able to break through until death—up to ninety percent of them!

At its core, the martial arts are about comprehending the mysteries of the universe and harnessing the elements to serve oneself.

The reason why objects fall is because the Earth’s core attracts them.

And what martial artists do is generate this kind of force in their bodies, thus achieving the ability to move objects through the air.

As for soaring into the air, it’s simply mastering the mysteries of the wind.

Humans are an organization complex enough in itself.

Even as complex as the universe itself.

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For cultivators who have reached the brink of breaking through, it goes without saying that their talent is exceptional.

One in ten thousand!

If you’re not a genius, you simply can’t reach this stage!

What determines their ceiling is their perceptiveness.

In other words, their bodies are already freakish enough; what’s lacking is the mind.

Finch Jackson had been stuck at this step for three years!

There are many ways to break through, but the most practical and simplest is to fight with someone of the same realm!

A true blood-soaked battle!

In the fight, to stimulate one’s own thinking and potential, forcing oneself to breakthrough!

Now!

The opportunity is right in front of him!

"I want you to be my stepping stone!" Finch Jackson raised the Godslayer Whip, pointing at Julius Reed: "Thank you!"

The opponent’s skills were not much weaker than his own.

Otherwise, with that hit just now, he would have been finished!

But Finch Jackson was confident!

He was sure that he could kill the man before him!

"Boss Finch Jackson is using him as a whetstone!" Chris Tennysons was very astute; he immediately understood the principle.

"Close your eyes and feel! Although we cannot gain as much as we would from direct combat, if Finch Jackson breaks through on the spot, it will be of extraordinary significance to us!"

Chris Tennysons sat cross-legged, and his fellow sect members quickly gathered around him.

All of them closed their eyes, calmed their minds, and sensed the impending battle.

This was a battle for breaking through!

The onlookers would benefit greatly!

Only Nicholas Pendleton looked at Julius Reed stupidly, blinking awkwardly.

For him, these matters were too far out of reach.

But he didn’t expect General Grove from The North Sea to be so formidable?

"You want to use me as a whetstone?" Julius Reed raised a finger, pointing at Finch Jackson: "I’ll grind you to bone dust."

Really don’t know where the courage of the person before me comes from.

Using a holy lord as a whetstone, Finch Jackson is probably the first.

"I’m just one step away from a breakthrough! And you, are merely at the Grandmaster level, at best barely touching the threshold of a Great Grandmaster." Finch Jackson held his long whip tightly, his eyes filled with longing as he spoke: "This is the confidence I have!"

"Grandmaster? Great Grandmaster? Breakthrough?" Julius Reed asked three questions in a row, then shook his head: "I don’t recognize any of these. I don’t know where you heard them from and took them for the gospel truth."

"Ignorant!" Finch Jackson’s gaze carried a hint of disdain: "These are the essence inherited for thousands of years from our ancestors! Only through a breakthrough can a Martial Artist truly comprehend the universe and become an exceptional sage! I’m really curious, how did you cultivate to the brink of the Great Grandmaster level without even knowing these things?"

For thousands of years, martial arts practitioners have gone through trials and tribulations, leaving behind many precious experiences for later generations.

And distinguishing them as Grandmasters is also an immutable rule.

"With all due respect, all of that is meaningless." Julius Reed pointed at Finch Jackson, speaking with utter calm: "I just want you to die with understanding."

"To disregard our ancestors’ teachings, I cannot let you live today!" Finch Jackson narrowed his eyes, ready to make a move at any moment.

A breakthrough battle is not to be taken lightly!

He needed to think carefully about every move and form.

"Our ancestors’ teachings?" Julius Reed suddenly laughed: "Strictly speaking, I am the ancestor. For Martial Artists, there are only two things that matter!"

He held up two fingers: "First, power! Second, speed! When your power is strong enough to kill your opponent with a single strike! And when your speed is fast enough to eliminate your enemies more easily. Compared to power, a Martial Artist’s training is in speed, in other words, agility."

After these words, Finch Jackson’s eyebrows furrowed deeply.

And Chris Tennysons suddenly opened his eyes.

His face carried a touch of shock.

"If strength is great but you’re facing someone incredibly fast, you can’t even hit them. Then all that power is no different from zero."

Julius Reed has little tolerance for those Martial Artists who flaunt their nobility with all kinds of titles.

Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster.

In the end, everyone is just a Martial Artist.

The essence of martial arts is power and speed.

"So, more and more Martial Artists are beginning to focus on training their speed, or rather their agility. As long as their power is decent, they can take out their enemies with elusive maneuvers. This, is the martial arts of today."

Chris Tennysons’s body trembled, having an epiphany.

And Finch Jackson closed his eyes, struggling not to be disturbed.

Breakthrough!

At such times, one cannot afford to be distracted!

If you are distracted, the consequences are unimaginable!

In their hearts, every Martial Artist has goals and beliefs!

Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, Breakthrough!

These are the dreams they chase after time and again!

But today, Julius Reed is going to shatter that dream!

"Survival of the fittest is the natural order. When everyone starts to train for agility, power naturally fades away." Julius Reed’s words were shocking: "You have speed, but how should you strike? This technique, is the Way! Martial arts, Path of Weaponry, Scholar’s Way, the Way of Kings, the Way of Dominance!"

"Scheming and searching for the enemy’s weakness in order to kill with one blow, that is Martial Arts! The most common and most obvious strategy!"

"Taking the weapon from your opponent, ensuring they’re at a disadvantage from the start, that is the Path of Weaponry!"

"The spirit of scholars, wanting to defeat their opponents with agility in direct combat, with actions that are elegant yet pedantic, that is the Scholar’s Way!"

"With abilities several times stronger than the opponent, continuously breaking their will, aiming for conquest, that is the Way of Kings!"

Every sentence was like a thunderbolt from a clear sky!

Making everyone present at a loss!

The concepts of breakthrough and Grandmasters that they had believed in for so many years were shattered in this moment!

When they looked at the young man before them, everyone’s eyes were filled with shock.

Being top Martial Artists, Chris Tennysons and Finch Jackson naturally understood what the other was saying.

This wasn’t nonsense!

"Then... what is the Way of Dominance?" Finch Jackson’s body trembled, his tone filled with excitement.

"I, am the Way of Dominance."

Julius Reed slowly closed his eyes: "If I want you dead, your only choice is death!"