My Martial Arts Skills Have Mutated
Chapter 11 The Might of the Horizontal Cultivation Grandmaster!

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"A martial arts grandmaster, one who has mastered the martial arts, possesses profound skills and vitality akin to a dragon. With internal energy supporting them, every punch and kick carries immense power."

"Those who could become martial arts grandmasters could release their internal energy externally, injuring enemies from a distance. At the same time, few other practitioners could match them in close combat. In short, they are definitely the strongest among their peers."

The old man in the black robe didn't dare to hold back any information, revealing everything, afraid that Jett would kill him if he sensed anything amiss.

He had seen the fate of the zombies.

Release internal energy externally?

Jett was momentarily unsure about the method.

He couldn't release internal strength externally.

Because both the Vajra Palm and the Golden Bell Shield belonged to horizontal cultivation martial arts, where internal strength was mainly used to strengthen oneself.

After all, the greatest strength of practicing horizontal cultivation martial arts lay within the self, and internal strength was only auxiliary.

Moreover, only martial arts like the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms or the One Yang Finger could allow him to release his internal energy externally.

In comparison, there seemed to be a significant gap.

"Grandmaster, young grandmaster, please let me go since I'm being so honest."

The old man in the black robe pleaded again.

"I'm not a grandmaster."

Jett glanced at him and said.

"You're not a grandmaster? That couldn't be. You clearly released your internal energy externally just now."

The old man in the black robe looked disbelief.

Could someone who wasn't a grandmaster kill the zombie he had worked so hard to cultivate?

As if he had lived these years in vain.

Jett glanced at the old man without further explanation. It was his righteous aura. When force was excessively concentrated, it could emanate from the body.

"Are you a horizontal cultivation grandmaster? Only a horizontal cultivation grandmaster could possess such tremendous killing power without releasing their internal energy externally."

The old man in the black robe suddenly widened his eyes, staring at Jett in shock.

He had never seen a horizontal cultivation grandmaster who was so young and had such a handsome appearance.

Another new term?

"Tell me, what is a horizontal cultivation grandmaster?"

Having finally caught an old martial artist, he wouldn't let go without asking about the ins and outs of this world.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. The opponent he encountered today was relatively weak. Even with prior preparation, he was no match for Jett. If Jett encountered a powerful one in the future, he would be at a disadvantage if he didn't know anything.

The old man in the black robe didn't dare to refuse and began to explain.

"A horizontal cultivation grandmaster is different from an ordinary grandmaster."

"Although an ordinary grandmaster still has formidable vitality, most of their strength requires internal energy to sustain it. Once they lose their internal energy, their strength is greatly reduced."

"A horizontal cultivation grandmaster, on the other hand, practices only hard skills. They pursue developing their bodies to the extreme, believing that the body is the strongest weapon. They disdain associating with ordinary internal energy grandmasters. In their view, internal energy is only a tool to make them stronger; the self is the main entity."

"Although many martial artists aspire to the demeanor of a horizontal cultivation grandmaster, they ultimately turn from envy to disdain."

"Because it's extremely difficult to become a horizontal cultivation grandmaster. Only those with great perseverance, great fortune, and great enlightenment could achieve it."

"Everyone knows that horizontal cultivation grandmasters are strong, but only those who have truly practiced it know the pain. Often, it's hard to find one horizontal cultivation grandmaster among a hundred grandmasters."

Saying this, the old man in the black robe sighed and continued with emotion, "The chances of a horizontal cultivation grandmaster appearing decrease as time goes on. After all, it's painful and requires resources. How could it compare to an internal energy grandmaster, who only needs a bit of insight and training time to cultivate?"

Jett thought about what the old man in the black robe said and felt that his current situation was quite similar to that of a so-called horizontal cultivation grandmaster.

Relying on himself rather than internal energy, most of his skills were in his fists and feet.

Horizontal cultivation grandmaster—it sounded stronger than an ordinary grandmaster.

"If you're a horizontal cultivation grandmaster, I really couldn't understand it."

The old man in the black robe suddenly said as he turned around.

"What do you mean?"

Jett was curious.

"Although I've never seen a horizontal cultivation grandmaster, it's rumored that most of them have a savage and fierce appearance. You could recognize them almost at a glance, and their bodies are tall and robust. They're intimidating to look at, but you..."

Saying this, the old man in the black robe smiled without speaking.

Afterwards, Jett asked some more questions about common knowledge.

The old man in the black robe answered obediently, not daring to hide anything. After realizing that he was facing not an ordinary grandmaster but a horizontal cultivation grandmaster, he didn't even dare to think about retaliating later.

Because horizontal cultivation grandmasters had endured too much pain, most of them had irritable tempers. If you provoked a horizontal cultivation grandmaster, they would find a way to pursue you even if you fled to the moon.

Since ancient times, it has been said that grandmasters of horizontal cultivation tend to be imposing in many ways, particularly in their narrow-mindedness.

They lacked the demeanor of an internal energy grandmaster.

However, horizontal cultivation grandmasters also had their good sides. They were straightforward and didn't like people who played mind games. They also had almost no sense of good and evil, following their hearts in everything.

As long as you could chat with them, you might even become friends.

It was precisely because of this that the old man in the black robe was so dedicated. If he could establish a good relationship with Jett, there might still be a glimmer of hope.

Given the current situation, the old man in the black robe felt that he had an 80% chance of surviving today.

"Grandmaster, that's all I know."

The old man in the black robe lowered his head respectfully, looking honest.

"Good, thank you."

Jett smiled slightly.

"You're welcome. It's my duty."

"Well, now it's time to send you off."

"Huh?"

The old man looked up, confused, and said, "Grandmaster... shouldn't you let me go?"

"Did I say I would let you go?"

Jett frowned.

"No."

"Then that's it."

"But I've been so honest and told you everything!"

"I only asked, and I didn't force you to answer."

Hearing this, the old man in the black robe spat out blood, literally.

"Since you've been so honest, I'll tell you why I'm killing you."

"Why?"

The old man in the black robe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked gloomily.

"At first, you were very arrogant, but when you realized you couldn't win, you immediately submitted, without a trace of dignity as a villain."

"In my mind, a villain should be someone who believes 'my fate is in my own hands, not heaven's', or 'if heaven oppresses me, I will destroy heaven'."

"This type of villain usually garners the appreciation of many people, including me."

The old man in the black robe listened in a daze, took a deep breath, lifted his head, and said in a serious tone, "Will you let me go after appreciating me?"

"No, I'll still kill you."

The old man in the black robe was speechless.

"Only brainless heroes would let you go. A true hero would first appreciate you, then kill you directly, and leave a sentence behind."

"What sentence?"

"I hate it when others show off in front of me."

"..."

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