After the lesson at the fighting stage, his glorious image must have been carved deeply within numerous students. Of course, the more perfect a person, the more people would envy him. Just as soon as the competition ended, many insults of all kinds emerged.
"A bunch of mediocre students… No matter how hard they work, they will never amount to much."
"Talent decides everything… A pheasant cannot become a phoenix".
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Lin Fan paid no heed to these insults,’ Yours Truly will just train a bunch of great students for you all to see.’
Today’s lesson was very beneficial for the thirteen students. They felt as if they had found the very teacher for their lives, a teacher that understood them. After the competition had ended, Lin Fan gave his students the half day off, telling them to do what they wanted.
When Lin Fan was in the Saint Devil sect, he regretted not going to the hidden library to pick out some martial skills. Since he had come to the Sky Heaven School, if he continued to neglect the martial skills, he would really just be asking to be struck down by the heavens.
As for the level of martial skills, Lin Fan didn’t bother with that. He was fine as long as it was a martial skill since he could level them up endlessly. Even unconventional skills like "Monkey Steals Peach" could be raised to God-like damaging levels. Thus, there were no skills that were beneath him.
The Sky Heaven School was founded by powerful people and supported by the Imperial family. Although the martial skills they had in their library couldn’t be compared to the Saint Devil sect, they still couldn’t be underestimated.
When Lin Fan signed in and entered the library, he saw numerous students inside selecting martial skills, making him lament for a while.
The library was huge. Rows and rows of shelves contained numerous different kinds of manuals, but some shelves were also really empty. It seemed martial skills were indeed quite scarce.
Lin Fan’s finger brushed a manual, checking to see if anything fit him.
‘Ding… discovered unconventional martial skill"Crescent Feet", learn?’
‘Ding… discovered unconventional martial skill"Iron Crotch", learn?’
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‘Ding… discovered low-rank martial skill of the light category "Hidden Arts", learn?’
Lin Fan checked through all of them and felt exasperated towards the Sky Heaven School. They were all unconventional martial skills, how could they be used to teach good students? What a disappointment!
At that moment, Lin Fan found a low-rank light class martial skill and was overjoyed. This was a good start.
A low-rank light class martial skill wasn’t very good, but among the other terrible selections, to even be able to find one low-rank light class martial skill was already pretty decent.
"Hidden Arts"? The name seemed to have potential. Lin Fan took out the "Hidden Arts"and carefully inspected it. The cover was a bit worn out and appeared to be quite old. Lin Fan opened to the first page and read it carefully.
This was a martial skill theorized by a past teacher of the Sky Heaven School, but no one had been able to cultivate it. So the sole cultivator was the teacher who had theorized it.
Lin Fan glanced through it and then understood. The theory was derived from the teacher’s encounter with a monster that was capable of camouflaging itself under any environment; the theory was to disappear right before someone’s eyes.
But the teacher had split "Hidden Arts" into three levels, each level more strange than the previous. Upon reaching the third level, one could circulate their inner true energy and change according to the surrounding colors.
But when Lin Fan read the rest, he became speechless.
This teacher had been hacked to death.
It turned out that the teacher had been fighting an enemy and had tried to stealth attack by using "Hidden Arts" to camouflage himself. He had thought the enemy couldn’t see him, but it turned out that the enemy was pretending that he couldn’t see him, and had purposely let him draw near before cutting the teacher down.
After the enemy had cut the teacher down, he left a few words before leaving, "You think I am blind?"
Thus the teacher before his death had used his blood to write a message to warn future cultivators of "Hidden Arts" to be cautious when cultivating it.
"Isn’t this just transforming yourself into a chameleon?"Lin Fan cackled, feeling the teacher’s idea wasn’t bad, but it was a bit stupid. Even if a chameleon changed colors, as long as one wasn’t blind, they could still see it.
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