RING Of Fate

"Long Yang, how is it going with Nine-dan Breathing Method?" Zhao Fengyang asked.

Long Yang didn't know how to respond. With the help of his ring system, he had reached the perfect state of Nine-dan Breathing Method.

Seeing Long's reaction, Zhao Fengyang thought he was being embarrassed because he hadn't developed Inner Force. "Don't worry. It is extremely difficult to develop Inner Force. I used three months to develop Inner Force before."

Zhao Xiaoyu echoed, "I was worse than Fengyang. I used three and a half months. Take it easy. You will develop Inner Force sooner or later."

Long was amused by their comfort and explained, "I've actually developed Inner Force actually."

"What?"

"How's that possible?"

Brother and sister exclaimed with one voice, staring unbelievably at Long.

"Are you telling the truth?" she asked. Obviously, she couldn't believe what she heard.

Long nodded.

Long's confirmation was a heavy blow to her. She had spent three and a half months in developing Inner Force, and she used to flatter herself as a genius.

How long did Long Yang spend in developing Inner Force?

Within 2 days!

She had taught him Nine-dan Breathing Method the day before yesterday! What a cultivation freak Long Yang was!

Zhao Fengyang was also shocked, but he calmed down quickly. "Long Yang, hit me with Inner Force. Let me see what level of Inner Force you are at," he said with a pair of bright eyes.

"I don't think that is appropriate," Long answered in a euphemistic way. He could tell from the previous fight with Zhao that he was stronger than Zhao. He was afraid that he might hurt Zhao.

Zhao seemed to have got his point. "Just attack me with Inner Force. Don't use your body strength," he said.

"All right." Long had to agree with him.

Each of them reached out a fist against each other.

"Be careful!" Long reminded Zhao.

"Come on!" Zhao answered confidently. He had practiced Nine-dan Breathing Method for more than twenty years and reached the advanced state.

The Inner Force in Long's cores coursed through his meridians to his fist. He only used 70 percent of his Inner Force.

After feeling Long's Inner Force, Zhao's confident smile vanished. He was startled as Long's Inner Force was much stronger than he had thought. He tried to used his Inner Force to resist, but it was too late.

Bang!

Zhao was sent flying backwards with a yelp and hit the wall.

"Mr. Zhao!"

"Brother!"

Long Yang and Zhao Xiaoyu ran towards him and helped him to his feet.

"Long Yang, what's wrong with you? My brother told you not to use your body strength!" she blamed.

"Xiaoyu, it's not his fault. I was being careless," Zhao explained for him. "I thought he was at the entry level, but I was wrong. If I'm right, he has reached the perfect state. What a gifted cultivator he is!"

"What? I can't believe it!" she cried out again.

Ignoring his sister, Zhao Fengyang stared at Long and asked, "Am I right?" He could tell that Long's Inner Force was of the same kind with his. That was why he didn't doubt that Long had practices other Inner Force Arts before.

Long nodded again.

"Have you ever practiced other Inner Force Arts?" Zhao Fengyang wanted to double check with Long.

"No!" Long shook his head.

Zhao Fengyang sighed with profound resignation. "Damn it! You reached the perfect state of Inner Force just within 2 days, but I reached the advanced state in more than twenty years. What a fool I am!"

Long went blank on hearing his words.