High Martial Arts: Enlightenment after Practices

Xu Wuyi switched to plan two.

The Power of Heart Image was no longer undergoing Compression; instead, it spread out like a tidal wave. The dark golden Flame transformed into hundreds of fine streams of fiery rain, descending from the sky and covering the entire formation.

When the Flame landed on the Werewolf Warriors, it wasn’t immediately fatal. Instead, it burned continuously, clinging to them like an incurable disease. The warriors let out agonized roars, their formation falling into Chaos.

Ten seconds later, more than half of the warriors had collapsed, and the rest were covered in wounds, their combat effectiveness greatly reduced.

’Good for clearing the field, but it takes time against thick-skinned enemies,’ Xu Wuyi assessed.

Finally, he tried plan three.

The Flame transformed into a chain-like net of fire, enveloping twenty Werewolf Warriors.

The nodes of the fiery net responded to one another. When a warrior tried to break through, several surrounding chains of fire would constrict simultaneously, binding it tightly. Under the burning Flame, it quickly lost its ability to fight.

’It’s the most flexible, but the control difficulty is indeed high.’ Xu Wuyi could feel that maintaining the net required a continuous drain on his Power of Heart Image, and he had to divide his focus to control every single node.

After one trial, he had a clear grasp of the pros and cons of all three plans.

”Exit virtual.”

His vision shifted, returning him to the spherical cabin.

The cabin door opened. Ye Guanlan was standing outside, holding a data tablet.

”How was the experience?”

”They’re all powerful, but none of them are perfect.” Xu Wuyi stepped out of the cabin and stretched his slightly stiff body. ”Plan one is suited for decapitation strikes, plan two is for clearing the field, and plan three is for battlefield control.”

”So, what’s your choice?”

”Could I... merge them?” Xu Wuyi looked at Ye Guanlan. ”Combine their strengths and compensate for their weaknesses to create a new form of Martial Arts more suited for the battlefield.”

A flicker of approval flashed in Ye Guanlan’s eyes.

”Of course, you can. But that will require more time and more frequent testing. The virtual network can speed up the process, but ultimately, you’ll have to rely on your own comprehension and adjustments.”

”I’m willing to try,” Xu Wuyi said.

For the next two days, he practically lived in the Virtual Combat Zone.

With the help of Ye Guanlan and the researchers, Xu Wuyi began trying to merge the advantages of the three plans.

He kept the ”area coverage” from plan two but increased the ”single-target power” of the Flame True Seal. He borrowed the ”linking Traits” from plan three but simplified the control difficulty, retaining only the basic fire-guiding function.

Every adjustment required entering the virtual network for live combat testing.

From single targets to cluster targets, from static environments to dynamic battlefields, they even simulated the aerial maneuvers of Feathered Warriors to test its anti-air effectiveness.

Data was constantly fed back, and the Martial Arts framework was continuously optimized.

Two days later, Xu Wuyi finally settled on a direction—

He would sacrifice a portion of its precision to greatly expand its attack range and extend its attack distance.

Simply put, it was a change from ”close-range headshots” to ”long-range, wide-area missiles.”

”On the battlefield, low-level enemies tend to gather together. They aren’t strong individually, but they are numerous,” Xu Wuyi explained to Ye Guanlan. ”Using high-precision attacks to pick them off one by one is too inefficient. It’s better to use an area-of-effect attack and clear them out in one wave.”

”Moreover, the Feathered People Civilization excels at aerial maneuvers, so it’s actually easier to lock onto them from a distance. My Flame True Seal doesn’t need a physical trajectory. As long as my Heart Image perception can cover the area, I can generate it directly.”

Ye Guanlan nodded. ”The theory holds. What about the specific parameters?”

”The current maximum tested range is three hundred meters,” Xu Wuyi said, pulling up the data from the virtual combat. ”Within three hundred meters, I can simultaneously generate up to fifty Flame True Seals, covering a circular area with a thirty-meter diameter. All enemies within the area with an Energy reading below level 40 will be continuously burned until death.”

”And those above level forty?”

”They’ll be weakened, but it will be difficult to kill them. So this Martial Arts technique is mainly for clearing out minions and creating a battlefield advantage.” Xu Wuyi was very clear-headed. ”To deal with stronger opponents, I’ll still have to rely on single-target killing moves, or wait for them to get close.”

Once they got close, it would actually be simpler, as Xu Wuyi was already skilled at close-range precision headshots.

”That’s already very good.” Ye Guanlan recorded it on his data tablet. ”The battlefield is never a one-man game. If you can clear out large numbers of the enemy’s low-level forces, you can create a better environment for our own experts. The overall strategic value is extremely high.”

Once the direction for the Martial Arts was set, what followed was tedious and arduous solidification training.

Every day, Xu Wuyi was in the virtual network, repeatedly practicing the New Martial Arts’ Energy circulation, Heart Image control, and range perception.

He went from being clumsy at first, to gradually becoming proficient, and finally to being able to complete the entire process instinctively.

The research institute’s assistance played a huge role.

The virtual network could not only simulate combat scenarios but also provide real-time feedback on data like Energy consumption, precision deviation, and Heart Image load, allowing Xu Wuyi to make targeted adjustments.

This was more than ten times more efficient than training blindly in reality.

Ten days later, Xu Wuyi could stably control the attack range within three hundred meters and simultaneously generate over thirty Flame True Seals.

Although the farther the distance, the lower the precision—a Flame True Seal at three hundred meters could have a deviation of three to five meters—this margin of error was completely acceptable when dealing with densely packed enemy formations.

”That should do it.” After one training session ended, Xu Wuyi emerged from the Virtual Cabin and said to Ye Guanlan, ”The Martial Arts framework has been solidified. All that’s left is to make minor adjustments in actual combat.”

Ye Guanlan looked at the various metrics on the data tablet and nodded.

”The efficiency of your Power of Heart Image circulation has increased by forty-two percent, the area of coverage has tripled, and your field-clearing capability per unit of time is projected to increase by more than five times. This result has far exceeded the project’s expectations.”

He closed the data tablet and looked at Xu Wuyi.

”What do you plan to name this Martial Arts technique?”

Xu Wuyi thought for a moment.

”Let’s call it ’Golden Crow Burning Heart·Raging Fire.’ It takes its meaning from an unstoppable, raging fire.”

This naming convention was not uncommon in the Federation. It signified that *Golden Crow Burning Heart* was a set of Martial Arts, and ”Raging Fire” was one of its forms.

”Good.” Ye Guanlan entered the name into the project file. ”*Golden Crow Burning Heart·Raging Fire* is now officially archived. The relevant Cultivation Heart Method and Energy pathways have been encrypted and sent to your personal terminal. You can review them at any time and teach them privately, but you cannot make them public.”

”I understand.”

Xu Wuyi left the Virtual Combat Zone and returned to the guest quarters.

He needed two final days of quiet Cultivation to completely digest the results of his training in the virtual network and turn them into bodily instinct.

However, on the afternoon of the second day, an unexpected visitor knocked on his door.

Xu Wuyi opened the door and was slightly taken aback by the person standing outside.

”Senior Sister Hong?”

Standing at the door was none other than Hong Nianyi.

She was still dressed in black training clothes, her long hair tied into a ponytail. She looked to be in much better spirits than when he had last seen her in Linjiang.