Chapter 319 - 34: Different Choices on the Path of Life

WHOOSH!

In mid-January, a cold wind swirled with the air currents, sweeping across the balcony.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of a distant high-rise reflected the sunlight. Office workers bustled inside, their silhouettes crossing glass corridors on their way to their offices.

BEEP BEEP!

From the street below came the sound of car horns. Figures in windbreakers and thick fleece hoodies were arguing, seemingly over a car crash.

Everything looked exactly the same. Nothing had changed.

And yet, as Lu Chao stood on his apartment balcony quietly watching it all, he felt an inexplicable difference.

’Clarity?’

’Not quite.’

’Sharpness? No, that wasn’t it either.’

His white Martial Arts uniform fluttered in the wind as he carefully examined the enhancement from the 2nd Floor of his Observation Method, "Round Sun."

First, his resistance to spiritual attacks had increased again, nearly doubling.

He felt that ordinary mid-level sonic Martial Skills, or special techniques of the same level like intimidation, charm, or provocation, would likely have little effect on him now.

Furthermore, his Spiritual Power had grown stronger, extending the duration of his Flow State talent. His control over his body had also improved, allowing him to unleash explosive power more effectively and increase his lethality.

But more importantly, his five senses were far more acute.

It was a unique state, as if he could clearly amplify a certain type of perception.

Just like now. Lu Chao tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on a figure on another apartment’s balcony.

Zhao Yuanqing, who had secured a firm position in the field team, was doing physical training in a black sweatsuit.

Drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, he stood up to take a break and recover from his fatigue.

It seemed ordinary, but...

"Squat," Lu Chao suddenly murmured, as if making a prediction.

The next instant.

Zhao Yuanqing did exactly that, lowering himself into a bodyweight squat.

Lu Chao watched quietly for more than ten seconds, when another strong intuition inexplicably surfaced.

’Turn left.’

The thought emerged, and just then, Zhao Yuanqing paused his training, turned left, and walked into his room.

It was all almost like a prediction, a form of precognition.

It wasn’t that he had gained the ability to see the future. Rather, his senses had reached a new level of acuity, allowing him to, with concentration, clearly perceive a person’s muscle movements and changes in their aura.

Every subtle shift in their aura, every subconscious change in the movement of their muscle fibers, to some extent revealed what they intended to do next.

This was most evident in physical actions, and it was the newest effect he had gained under the enhancement of "Round Sun."

’If I use this in a fight, I could completely preempt my opponent, predicting their critical move the instant before they make it.’

His eyes shining, Lu Chao knew exactly what this meant.

One step ahead, always ahead.

This was enough to decide the outcome of a battle between evenly matched opponents.

At the very least, within the Superpower Three Gates, he had never heard of any Superpower Level expert who possessed a similar technique.

At this thought, Lu Chao nodded in satisfaction, intending to continue experiencing and adapting to this special power.

But in the next moment...

BZZT! BZZT!

The wrist-communicator on a nearby stool vibrated gently, indicating an incoming message.

Lu Chao froze and glanced over.

When he saw the contents, his expression hardened. He quickly changed his clothes and hurried out of the building.

...

「Half an hour later.」

Storm Club.

A little sunlight streamed in from the window, falling upon the light gray floor.

The club’s main hall, usually bustling with people, was quiet today. Only a few disciples were cleaning.

Faint sounds could be heard from the direction of the backyard. Looking over, one could see the corridor between the training hall and the backyard crowded with people—all of them were True Disciples of the club.

Most of them looked dejected and worried, while others had furious, bloodshot eyes.

"How could something like this happen to Master?"

"It was Li Gusha. He actually conspired with other Superpower Level experts to ambush Master."

"Dammit!"

A series of similar remarks followed. The door to the quiet room at the end of the corridor was open just a crack, and a thick medicinal smell drifted out.

Seeing this, Lu Chao, who had rushed over, wore a grim expression. Dressed in a black windbreaker, he strode through the crowd.

The disciple leading the way had red-rimmed eyes, as if he had just been crying, and looked grief-stricken.

Senior Brother Zheng Wu, dressed in a white and gray Martial Arts uniform, was looking around the corridor. When he saw Lu Chao arrive, he hurried over to greet him.

"Junior Brother."

"Senior Brother? What exactly happened?" Lu Chao asked with a frown.

He had rushed here after receiving a message from him that Master Ge had been attacked.

But now, the situation seemed even more serious than he had imagined.

"Sigh..."

Zheng Wu’s expression was complicated. He sighed softly, unsure how to explain, and could only lead the way.

The True Disciples lingering in the corridor noticed the movement and looked over one by one, a glimmer of light gradually appearing in their eyes.

"Senior Brother Lu!"

"Senior Brother Lu, you’re finally here."

"You have to avenge Master!"

Their voices rose one after another, most filled with pleading.

Lu Chao’s expression was solemn. He could feel the heavy atmosphere as he walked to the end of the corridor under everyone’s gaze and pushed open the door to the quiet room.

WHOOM.

With a faint rush of air, he took in the scene inside the room.

Yang Chengfeng, Song Yan, and other Elite Level disciples were all standing there. Some had red-rimmed eyes, as if they had been crying. Others had bloodshot eyes, with veins throbbing on their foreheads, their fists clenched, filled with rage and the urge for revenge.

"Senior Brother Lu," Song Yan called out in a hoarse voice upon seeing him arrive.

The enraged Yang Chengfeng dazedly snapped out of it, calling out a greeting a few seconds later.

"Senior Brother Yang, Junior Brother Song."

Lu Chao sighed inwardly and gave a slight nod. He already had a good idea of what had happened.