Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

Ding Ling secretly nodded.

This combination of body technique and inner power is an achievement!

It’s truly perfect!

”Is it done already?!”

Duan Yu was somewhat dumbfounded.

He knew there were martial arts in the secret scroll, but he never had the mind to learn them. But thinking that it was the Immortal Sister’s martial arts secret manual, it should be extremely powerful.

From the body technique Ding Ling just demonstrated, it was indeed profoundly mysterious, fully displaying the wonders of the Eight-Trigram Zhou Tian from the Book of Changes. Duan Yu was mesmerized:

”Is it really that easy?”

”Why don’t you try to learn and see for yourself?”

Ding Ling handed the secret scroll back to Duan Yu.

Duan Yu, flustered, caught it, opened it to take a look, and was immediately flushed with excitement upon seeing the North Nether Divine Skill scroll. He hurriedly unfolded it to study the Ripple Step. After a long time looking, he gained some understanding, but achieving Ding Ling’s effortless mastery was absolutely beyond his reach. Envy and admiration for Ding Ling’s unparalleled talent filled his heart, as he thought to himself:

”No wonder Zhong Ling and Miss Mu chose to marry Brother Ding. His attractiveness and noble bearing aside, his martial dao talent and martial arts cultivation are extraordinarily formidable! I fear not even my father or my uncle could compare to him.

Brother Ding, being so young and possessing such cultivation and fortune, really invokes envy.”

Though Duan Yu didn’t like practicing martial arts, thinking it goes against the natural order.

He believed that reasoning prevailed everywhere, as long as there’s reason, one can travel the world.

But since leaving home, experiencing numerous life-threatening crises, Duan Yu has come to understand one thing: this Jianghu is not like home. At home, there are people who will listen to his reasoning, but outside, it’s common for danger to strike out of nowhere.

Like not too long ago.

If it weren’t for Miss Mu stopping him, Duan Yu might have been killed by Yiu Huatian.

Thinking of this, an uneasy feeling stirred his heart. Seeing Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling looking at Ding Ling with such tender affection, his admiration for Ding Ling only grew.

Winning the affection of such two beautiful girls, what kind of fortune would it take to achieve that?

”Let’s go.”

Ding Ling grabbed Duan Yu and soared through the air:

”First, let’s head to Celestial Dragon Temple!”

”Why are we going to Celestial Dragon Temple?”

Duan Yu yelled, having just asked the question and realizing he was in mid-air, watching the scenery whirl by under him. He felt dizzy and shouted, ’Brother Ding, can you fly lower and slower? I can’t take this.’

Seeing this, Ding Ling descended, bringing Duan Yu to the ground, and used Ripple Step to sprint wildly.

Even carrying someone, he was faster than a Ferghana Horse.

Mu Wanqing clicked her tongue while urging her horse to follow closely behind Ding Ling.

Under Duan Yu’s guidance, Ding Ling smoothly emerged from Wuliang Mountain’s domain.

Not far beyond Wuliang Mountain’s domain.

Two graceful women in green robes, veiled faces, suddenly appeared, blocking the way, and shouted:

”Lingjiu Palace business. No one may leave Wuliang Mountain! You must go back.”

”Lingjiu Palace?”

Ding Ling slightly raised his eyebrows but ignored them, simply flicking his fingers twice in the air toward the women.

One Yang Finger!

Snap snap!

The two women were immediately struck, immobilizing them. Shocked, they realized the person before them was unfathomably skilled, beyond their capabilities. They then invoked the name of Heavenly Mountain Granny, the palace master of Lingjiu Palace, trying to intimidate Ding Ling.

However, Ding Ling didn’t care about some Heavenly Mountain Granny.

But he wasn’t one to harm innocent people either.

After Mu Wanqing, Ling Yanqiu, their Ferghana Horses, and the critically injured Black Rose passed through, he again flicked his fingers in the air, releasing the women’s immobilization points. He then carried Duan Yu and, using Ripple Step, left gracefully like a gust of wind.

The two women were deeply moved:

”Such strong lightweight skill, such formidable finger force! We had no way to resist him at all. He doesn’t even look that old. Who on earth is he?!”

”If I’m not mistaken, he was just using the One Yang Finger of the Dali Duan Clan, but as for the stepping technique, it’s beyond my understanding, truly incredible. Since when did such a genius emerge from the Dali Duan Clan?!”

...

Whoosh!

Ding Ling carried Duan Yu, using Ripple Step, quickly catching up to the girls, allowing Duan Yu to continue leading the way.

Duan Yu was full of admiration, being carried by Ding Ling, flying through the air, feeling as if he was weightless. Reflecting on the scenes he had just witnessed, he blurted out:

”Brother Ding, was that One Yang Finger just now?”

”Yes.”

”Brother Ding, your surname is Ding, how do you know the One Yang Finger of my Duan Family?!”

Duan Yu was stunned, puzzled:

”And watching Brother Ding’s One Yang Finger cultivation, it’s so enigmatic and unguardable, even more wondrous than when my father uses it. To what grade have you cultivated?”

”First Grade.”

This was not something to hide, and Ding Ling answered truthfully.

”First Grade?!”

Duan Yu was deeply moved; his heart was stirred, asking thoughtfully:

”Brother Ding, are you possibly an illegitimate child of some prince or emperor from my Duan Family?!”

”...”

”Brother Duan, don’t overthink it.”

Before Ding Ling could respond, Zhong Ling, sitting behind Mu Wanqing and holding her waist, couldn’t help but interject:

”Brother Ding says his surname is Ding, so it’s Ding; how could his father be surnamed Duan?”

She looked at Ding Ling:

”Brother Ding, am I right?”

”Yes.”

”You see.”

Zhong Ling raised her chin slightly, grinning at Duan Yu:

”So, Brother Duan, you’d better not claim kinship casually.”

Duan Yu was troubled, smiling awkwardly:

”I just find it unbelievable. How could Brother Ding know the One Yang Finger, a secret of my Dali Duan Family, and cultivate it to such a terrifying First Grade?!”

He paused, then continued:

”As far as I know, in our Duan Family, no one has cultivated One Yang Finger to the First Grade in this generation. My father’s One Yang Finger cultivation seems only to have reached the Fifth Grade, my uncle’s should be at Fourth Grade. They’ve spent decades to reach the Fourth and Fifth Grades, while Brother Ding, you’ve reached the First Grade! If my father knew this, he’d be shocked to death and likely share the same thoughts I have.

Thinking you’re surely a lost descendant of the Dali Duan Family.

Otherwise, how could you have learned the One Yang Finger of the Dali Duan Clan?!”

Ding Ling smiled without speaking.

Before obtaining the Six Meridian Divine Sword Scripture,

Ding Ling didn’t plan on revealing his identity lightly.

Perhaps his First Grade One Yang Finger would be the key to gaining the Six Meridian Divine Sword Scripture.

Thinking this, Ding Ling conversed with Duan Yu about astronomy, geography, and various martial arts of the Duan Family.

Although Duan Yu wasn’t interested in martial arts, his extraordinary memory and talent surpassed ordinary people, making him proficient in various pieces of knowledge.

While discussing historical and cultural topics with Ding Ling, he was eloquent about music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

However, Ding Ling, having mastered skills from several worlds, had already achieved the pinnacle of expertise in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting!

How could Duan Yu be a match for him?

Merely on theoretical aspects, Duan Yu was overwhelmed and dizzy from Ding Ling’s supremacy on every topic.