'After practicing martial arts, they will see me as a god!'
In the fighting arena.
Fang Xing sat cross-legged, looking at Shi Lei who respectfully bowed in front of him, and the four secret manuscripts laid out, thinking to himself.
"So, you've resolved the Mechanical Ring?"
"Yes, those humble and weak insects are not worthy of Master's intervention," Shi Lei replied respectfully, prostrate, "I present the spoils of war and the secret manuscripts from my home... I request Master's permission to teach the ways of the Esoteric Sect to my family."
"Hmm, once you break your first major limit, I will allow you to act as the protector of this sect and initiate your fellow disciples."
Fang Xing nodded, knowing that with Shi Lei's current state, he was not far from breaking his first major limit.
'Indeed… my esoteric martial arts suggest that to practice the techniques, one must first go mad… the more one succumbs to madness, the smoother the progress?'
