I Can See Your Combat Power - Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Two:

Subduing

Translator: 549690339

Old Xu looked at Mi Bai, realizing that the same spark was shining in his eyes as well!

Although the master is gone, his works will certainly remain and be celebrated throughout history.

If Tang Luo could understand that master so well, the tradition must’ve been passed on to the Tang Clan.

Thinking of the thousands of unheard poems, Old Xu eagerly asked, “Do you have the original manuscripts at home? Let’s take a look!”

Tang Luo tilted his head, quite puzzled, “Original manuscript? What original manuscript?”

“The original manuscript of the other poems!”

“There’s no manuscript.”

“Then did you copy this master’s anthology?”

“No anthology.”

“How many of this master’s poems do you remember then?”

“Just this one.” Tang Luo replied flatly.

Over a thousand fresh poems disappeared just like that, it felt like he woke up one day to find himself bankrupt.

Old Xu pointed at Tang Luo, his angry finger trembling, “You., you… you…” Upon hearing that the only poem left by this master in the world was this ‘Looking at the mountain’, Mi Bai’s expression also became desolate, but he knew it was not Tang Luo’s fault.

After all, the path of poetry is dwindling and mainly popular in brothels. How could a martial artist of peerless talent take interest in it?

Mi Bai lightly patted Old Xu’s shoulder and advised: “Being able to obtain a single remarkable poem is already a blessing. Why should brother Xu mourn

so.”

Though, Tang Luo was quite calm. He wasn’t interested in poetry to begin with, the memorable spirit and verve in this ‘Looking at the mountain’ poem was the reason he remembered it.

Not to mention how he could remember it clearly even after a whole fifteen years in this world.

“Sigh.” Old Xu sighed, his face full of loneliness. “I feel like getting drunk now.”

It would be best if he could get drunk enough to forget that such a master existed once, who composed over a thousand and five hundred poems.

Only like that, he wouldn’t feel so heartbroken.

Looking at the two desolate “literati”, Tang Luo scratched his chin and reminded them: “We’ve seen the clouds and sung our verses, isn’t it about time we descend the mountain?”

“Hum!” Old Xu huffed at Tang Luo annoyedly, “With Du Ziteng and Yang Fan around, are you still afraid the child will get lost?”

He was still sinking in the pain of loss and couldn’t calm down, consequently, he couldn’t speak gently to Tang Luo. However, after hearing Tang Luo’s reminder, Mi Bai quickly agreed: “Yes, yes, yes, we should go down quickly.” When the three of them returned to the bamboo forest, they saw a group of children rushing up. They swarmed around Mi Bai, their faces filled with excitement and their eyes revealing uncontrollable curiosity.

Flying was always a romantic thing no matter where it was. And the sky was a mysterious place full of attraction. The children kept asking Mi Bai what’s in the sky.

Old Xu hadn’t come out of his regret yet. He went straight to the pavilion, grabbed the half-empty bottle of bamboo liquor, and started to guzzle it down.

As the saying goes, drinking to drown one’s sorrow only makes sorrow worse, ton ton ton ton ton ton ton.

For the first time in his life, he understood what it felt like to lose a billion. Tang Luo, who just threw up, was feeling a bit weak. Just as he was about to go into the pavilion to replenish his energy, he saw Du Ziteng coming toward him. The young martial artist’s face was full of sadness and fragility. However, he still insisted on coming to Tang Luo and asked, “Why did you tell me all these things?”

■■Oh, you’ve become smarter,” Tang Luo laughed. This straightforward young man was even considering his motives and asking about them. It seemed he was no longer a naive young man.

Hearing Tang Luo’s mockery, Du Ziteng could only give a bitter smile. Was he any smarter? He didn’t think so.

It was just that after the Star Pavilion incident, his father told him that there might be inexplicable malice in the world, but there would never be unprovoked kindness. Therefore, he should always question why.

Even with his wisdom, he could understand that Tang Luo’s direct exposure to the problem with the Red Cloud Skill wasn’t just a casual chat. But he had racked his brains and still couldn’t figure out Tang Luo’s aim.

So for a moment he looked melancholic, but gathered his courage and approached to ask.

But Tang Luo didn’t answer, just laughed. He took off his Dragon Soul pendant from his waist and handed it to Du Ziteng, “Here, relay what I said to your clan leader. Take this as your tip.”

Du Ziteng looked at the Dragon Soul pendant, a light of joy in his eyes. This spiritual instrument, originally sought by his father for his protection, was given to Tang Luo as an apology. He had been obsessing over this for a while, and seeing the Dragon Soul pendant returned to him, he momentarily forgot about probing the truth.

He swallowed hard and asked, “Really… really giving it to me?” Tang Luo, with his eyes narrowed and smiling, pushed the jade pendant forward again, “Just take it if I give it to you. You’re done here, you can go home now.”

Du Ziteng’s eyes stared at the white jade Dragon Pendant in front of him. He took it with both hands and then hurried off without looking back, as if he was afraid Tang Luo might change his mind.

Watching his anxious figure, Tang Luo chuckled again, sat down in the pavilion, and pleasantly picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth.

“Hmm- crispy and delicious,” Tang Luo praised.

“Belch-” Old Xu let out a belch after drinking, putting down the empty wine flask, and asked Tang Luo, “Are you planning to win over the Red Cloud Village?”

He had heard the conversation between the two just now. He didn’t know Tang Luo’s intention before, but seeing the last scene of handing over the Dragon Soul, it would be ludicrous if he couldn’t see what Tang Luo was up to. Only a goof like Du Ziteng would think that the Dragon Soul was just a fee for running errands.

Old Xu, with a gloomy face, initiated the conversation with Tang Luo, that’s rare.

Tang Luo turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile, “Aren’t you mad anymore?”

“I’m mad!” Old Xu answered very decisively. “But I’ve decided not to make a fuss with you who don’t appreciate.”

Turing a blind eye to Xu, Tang Luo ignored the displeasure and just picked up another peanut, relishing it.

As a gentleman who can feel other people’s emotions, Tang Luo’s calmness aroused Old Xu’s curiosity once more: “Are you so sure that you can solve the problem with that lower-level practice?”

There are two ways to win over people: through kindness or through power. Given Tang Luo’s current state, he wouldn’t be able to press a village to subdue, but considering his identity as a martial arts researcher, he may be able to solve the crisis of the Red Cloud Village’s skills and thus win over the village. But such lower-level skills have very complex foundations. Apart from deep theoretical barriers, there are also hidden doors left by the designers of the skill to find. Furthermore, some designs even left multiple hidden doors. Hence, changing such a skill is undoubtedly a difficult task.

“I’ll try. There won’t be any loss if it doesn’t work.” Tang Luo replied casually with a smile.

Due to his current rank, the skills and techniques that he can currently improve are all of yellow rank. But with his astonishing rate of breaking through, even if he can’t solve the problem with the Red Cloud Skill now, he will definitely be able to in the future. Therefore, he was not flustered at all. Seeing Tang Luo sitting there confidently, Old Xu teased: “You don’t even have a vague plan yet, so why are you so happy? You’re trying to recruit this village without being certain that you can solve the skill problem. I don’t see it happening. Didn’t you see how proud that young man is of his own skill?” Tang Luo put down his chopsticks, extended a finger, and waved it gently: “I wasn’t so sure before, but now, I am very certain..