Half an hour later, Lin Han arrived at his destination, the martial arts hall.
The hall was majestic and ancient. It exuded an aura of the vicissitudes of life as it stood on the ground.
This was the martial arts hall that stored countless martial techniques, as well as one of the Lin Clan Sect Residence's most sacred places.
"Halt!"
However, just before Lin Han could step past the martial arts hall gate, a cold order suddenly sounded.
It was two guards, both with second tier martial arts.
They looked at Lin Han's coarse blue shirt, and their eyes instantly became cold. "The martial arts hall is the Sect's sacred place. Since you're a subdivision disciple, please leave."
"Why can they enter?" Lin Han's eyebrows raised as he pointed at the other side.
There were several other subdivision disciples and they went in without anyone stopping them.
"That's because they've surpassed the boundary of the first tier. I know your name is Lin Han. You came here half a month ago but were blown out by the Hall Guard Elder. Your cultivation is only in the first tier. It's too low. You don't have the right to enter!"
One of the guard warriors said with sharp eyes and a cold expression, "Leave. This is not a place where you can enter. If you try to force your way in, don't blame us for being heartless."
"Force my way in?"
Lin Han suddenly sneered. He took large strides towards the door with an indifferent expression.
What?
This lowly subdivision brat really planned to force his way in?
"You're courting death!"
A guard warrior grinned as True Qi burst from his body. His hand formed a claw, and energy hovered in his fingertips that was hard as steel.
If an ordinary person was hit by those claws, their flesh would definitely rip apart. Even their bones might be crushed.
"Scram!"
Lin Han suddenly ordered coldly and pressed his fist out.
Roar!
As the roar of a dragon sounded, an illusory dragon head appeared on the palm of Lin Han's hand.
The Pinnacle realm Moving Dragon Palm instantly exploded.
Crack!
The next moment, the sound of bones breaking rang out.
"Ah!" Accompanied by a miserable cry, a figure was sent flying.
It was one of the guards in front of Lin Han. With no strength to resist, he was sent flying before he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"What? You've entered the third tier?!" The remaining guard warrior instantly paled in fear.
He looked at Lin Han in terror; he was at a loss.
"The next time you dare to stop me, I'll cripple you, too!"
Lin Han marched into the martial arts hall while his confident voice rang across.
Only at this moment could Lin Han feel the burdens in his life released.
Sure enough, only with strength would he be qualified to speak.
He entered the martial arts hall. In front of the gate and behind a jade table sat the Hall Guard Elder.
"Elder, I've come to take my pick of martial arts." Lin Han gave a fist salute.
"You again… Oh? Did you breakthrough? You broke through to the third tier?" The Hall Guard Elder's impatient expression immediately shifted. He looked at Lin Han in shock.
This boy was clearly just in the first tier half a month ago.
It was unbelievable.
"If one manages to reach the third tier at the age of seventeen, one can be qualified to enter the first floor of the martial arts hall." The Hall Guard Elder nodded and said, "You have one hour, on the first floor, you're only allowed to select one martial art at a time."
With that, the Hall Guard Elder stopped talking.
Lin Han fist saluted and turned to enter the first floor.
On the first floor were mostly low-grade and medium-grade martial arts. The truly powerful high-grade and top-grade martial arts were said to be on the second floor.
Unfortunately, only those who had reached the fourth tier of martial arts would be eligible to enter the second floor.
As for the top floor of the martial arts hall — the third floor — one needed to be a martial arts master to be able to enter. It was said that extremely powerful martial arts that surpassed the top-grade were hidden there...
"One hour, one martial art."
Lin Han recited in his heart and entered the first floor of the hall.
The interior of the hall was dim. Lin Han looked across the room and saw rows of bookshelves as far as the eye could see. On each bookshelf were many ancient books on martial arts.
"Great Desolate Palm, Thirteen Wind-borne Swords, Firecloud Frenzy Knife, Traceless Walk…"
Lin Han looked at them one by one. There were too many martial arts, all of which were low-grade and medium-grade. It made him slightly dizzy.
Lin Han automatically skipped the palm techniques. He could still use the Moving Dragon Palm for the time being.
"I've always wanted a pot of wine, a sword to travel the world alone, and sword techniques! That's it, I want to pick a sword technique!"
Young and heroic, traveling the world with a sword in hand.
This was the dream of every young man and Lin Han was no exception.
"Quick Draw Sword: Kill with every unsheathe, one sword to shake the heavens!"
Lin Han looked at the list, unable to tear his eyes away.
This 'Quick Draw Sword' was exactly what Lin Han wanted for his sword technique.
With one sword, he could change the winds and clouds, and cut the world itself!
"This is it!" Lin Han was overjoyed. He picked up the Quick Draw Sword.
"I heard that the main division disciples could pick three at a time, but I can only select one. Although I've already stepped into the third tier, I still have the status of a lowly subdivision disciple!"
Lin Han's eyes showed a twinge of disdain. He picked up another old cultivation method. Since the Golden Spirit Fire had transformed all his abilities, he wanted to try out his memory.
"'Thirteen Swimming Dragon Steps', medium-grade body martial arts, if cultivated to the Pinnacle level, one can take thirteen consecutive steps, graceful whilst not leaving a trace…"
At this point, Lin Han widened his eyes. He suddenly sensed that the Golden Spirit Fire in his mind had instantly imprinted all the words and pictures in the book.
"Snap!"
Lin Han was shocked. He put down the book in his hand and started to look at the Golden Spirit Fire in his mind.
Buzz!
All of a sudden, the words and pictures reappeared one by one in Lin Han's mind. It was the martial arts earlier, the Thirteen Swimming Dragon Steps.
"Could it be that the Golden Spirit Fire can imprint external things and then replay them in my mind?" Lin Han was ecstatic and almost could not help but shout out.
He immediately picked up another book and began memorizing it.
"Not good, dizzy…"
Lin Han suddenly felt a bout of dizziness.
"It seems that it takes a lot of mental energy to imprint things from the outside world through the Golden Spirit Fire. My cultivation level is too low now, and can only handle imprinting one martial art at a time."
Lin Han suddenly thought of the reason.
Ling Han had discovered another function of the Golden Spirit Fire, and it made him delighted.
Moreover, Lin Han faintly felt that this Golden Spirit Fire was not this simple. There were definitely other abilities as well.
Boom!
Using the Art of the Ancient Dragon Emperor, Lin Han slightly eased his dizziness. After that, he turned and walked out of the martial arts hall.
The ability to get an extra body martial art was already a huge gain.
Now, he had obtained a sword technique and a body martial art. His cultivation and body also had the unrivaled Art of the Ancient Dragon Emperor.
With this, Lin Han was overjoyed and his expression revealed his excitement.
"Quick Draw Sword? Are you sure you want to cultivate this kind of sword technique?" The Hall Guard Elder looked slightly surprised.
"Yes, the martial art I choose is this Quick Draw Sword," Lin Han said firmly.
"Very well."
The Hall Guard Elder secretly shook his head, thinking that Lin Han was too ambitious. The Quick Draw Sword was extremely overbearing. If his insight towards sword techniques was not high enough, he might even end up hurting himself.
However, looking at Lin Han's confident expression, the Hall Guard Elder did not say much. He handed Lin Han a copy of the Quick Draw Sword and said, "No martial art in the Sect shall be spread outside."
"Yes, Elder."
Lin Han fist saluted and walked out of the hall with a calm face.
Seeing Lin Han's distancing figure, the Hall Guard Elder shook his head and murmured, "It's rare for such a good sapling to come from the subdivision. I hope he doesn't end up crippling himself when cultivating the Quick Draw Sword…"