King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 984 - 984 972 Young Phoenix Star Armor

Chapter 984: Chapter 972: Young Phoenix Star Armor Chapter 984: Chapter 972: Young Phoenix Star Armor “It’s truly fitting for a top-tier Great family of the Zijing Federation to have collected so many Martial Arts Classics!”

Muria stared at the communicator in his hand, he had just obtained partial authority to the Clan’s database, allowing him to freely browse all the Martial Artist secret manuals collected by the Clan.

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“Ten Thousand Divine Figure Techniques”

“Ocean Observing and Wave Listening Technique”

“Undying Martial Body”

“Purple Green Sword Canon”

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“White Cloud Secret Canon”

“Black Tiger Power”

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Muria flipped through pages of a catalog consisting of names of Martial Arts secret manuals, which were sorted from high to low based on the ultimate achievements one could reach through their cultivation, the further he browsed, the worse the manuals become, and their names gradually became more commonplace.

After a full ten minutes of skimming, Muria had glanced through the entire catalog of Martial Arts Classics collected by the Douglas family, gaining a rough understanding of the depths of a federal top-tier family’s heritage.

Similarly, Muria saw a once thriving Martial Arts world through these classics, but regrettably, that world had come to an end and had become history.

“Let me take a look at how the extraordinary beings of this world studied and summarized power!” Muria, having gone through the catalog once, opened the top ranked “Ten Thousand Divine Figure Techniques,” deciding to go through all the Martial Arts Classics collected by the Douglas family…

“Indeed, there’s never a shortage of exceptional talents in a world,” Muria set down the communicator after having read half the night, letting out a soft sigh, “What a pity, your inheritance has reached the brink of extinction. But fortunately, you’ve encountered me, and I will carry on the knowledge you’ve left behind.”

“Now, it’s time to begin my own cultivation!” Muria, who had obtained great insights from several classics not less profound than the “All Heavens Constellation Path,” felt it was time to slightly adjust his current cultivation method.

Night’s cultivation time passed in the blink of an eye, and as the morning Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the windows into the room, Muria opened his eyes, emitting a dazzling brilliance, shimmering brightly, as if contending with the Sunlight entering the room.

“Phew!” The youth, who had replaced sleep with meditation, slowly exhaled a breath, creating a warm flow that swept across the room, causing papers on the desk to rustle and curtains to sway slightly.

Crackling!

Muria stood up from the bed, stretching his body that hadn’t moved all night, and instantly, a series of crisp cracking sounds, like firecrackers, erupted. While he moved his body, his clothes stretched tight over his frame, revealing his firm muscular contours.

“I’ve finally made an official entrance!” Muria said softly as he clenched his fist, a nearly imperceptible halo of light appearing around his Fist, and with a forward swing, the sheer speed of the punch created a whistling sound in the air.

“Only when Qi cultivated from martial practice can cling to any part of one’s body, enhancing one’s attacks, can one be considered a true Martial Artist.”

Muria examined his Fist, an expression of helplessness crossing his face, “An ordinary person with martial talent would need about twenty years of relentless dedication to our average secret manuals to become a true Martial Artist,

and if cultivating classics of the level I hold, even more time is needed. However, a Martial Artist of this level can easily be taken down by a First Tier Star Armor Master.”

“Such a disheartening result!” Muria extended his hand, pressing it on the Purple Crystal Pendant on his chest. The crystal glittered, and then Muria grasped a large-caliber pistol with a white base and purple patterns.

This was an astonishingly large pistol, 32 centimeters in length with a 0.56 caliber. Both the barrel and the grip were engraved with ornate purple energy patterns, emanating an intimidating fluctuation.

One could imagine the immense recoil produced when the pistol fires, but the pistol was not designed for ordinary people; it was a weapon for low-tier Star Armor Masters.

“For a Martial Artist at my level, if found by me, it’s just a matter of one shot per person,” Muria sized up the firearm in his hand, “Martial Artists laboring for decades cannot compare to a Star Armor Master with decent Talent who casually cultivates for a few years. In such a situation, it’s no wonder that the rise of Star Armor Masters occurred.”

“Only by cultivating a Martial Dao Aura can one have some defense against mid-range Star Armor firearms and won’t be taken down easily.” Muria pondered as the purple crystal on his chest shimmered, and then metal began to spread from the center of his chest.

A set of white and purple Armor completely enveloped Muria; although still young, his physique had begun to develop and, clad in this Star Armor, he appeared rather tall and straight.

The Young Phoenix, Douglas Clan’s exclusive beginner standard Star Armor, was bestowed upon Muria when he was still very young, sufficient for his use until he reached the Third Tier.

When he broke through to the Fourth Tier, the Clan would provide him with a new Star Armor, and after becoming a Seventh-Rank Star Armor Master, he could have a suit custom-made for himself.

“Even in Close Combat, a Martial Artist has no advantage against a Star Armor Master, and faces a disadvantage when up against a scion of a Great family like myself!” Muria extended his free right hand, pressing it on his chest, and then a white and purple-patterned Long Sword appeared.

“Only in the later stages of cultivation, when their life essence has undergone a transformation, can Martial Artists contend with Star Armor Masters.”

Muria, who owned a set of initial Star Armor that could be considered top-notch even among his peers at seven years old, was very aware of the power of Star Armor Masters.

This is a profession that, after a certain period of training and completion of Star Armor armament, has no significant weaknesses in any aspect; Whether it’s long-range attacks or short-range close combat, a Star Armor Master, as long as they have the appropriate equipment, can quickly adapt and fight.

Take Muria’s own Star Armor as an example, because it’s an entry-level Star Armor, the number of External Armaments it carries isn’t high, but there are still seven pieces.

Medium and short-range firearm Weapon:

A Purple Night Sniper Rifle with an effective range of two thousand meters

Two Dark Night Pistols with an effective range of three hundred meters

Close Combat Weapon:

White Brilliance Spear, Purple Night Sword, Shattered Steel Dagger, Cold Shadow Arm Blade (detachable)

The only flaw of the Young Phoenix Star Armor is that it lacks ultra-long-range attack weapons. Apart from that, it nearly has no weaknesses. However, this is a common flaw among all entry-level Star Armors, mainly because entry-level Star Armor Masters cannot withstand the recoil nor provide energy for ultra-long-range weapons.

For entry-level Star Armor Masters, the Young Phoenix Star Armor is considered the standard full-configuration of top-quality Star Armor. A well-trained Star Armor Master wearing the Young Phoenix Star Armor can overwhelmingly defeat any Martial Artist who hasn’t cultivated a Martial Dao Aura.

“Pure Martial Artists who haven’t completed their life’s transformation are indeed in a very difficult position against a Star Armor Master, but unfortunately, I don’t plan to be a pure martial artist!”

Muria clenched his fist, and the halo that had just appeared on his palm now shrouded the Star Armor on his arm in a layer of shimmer.

“The professions of Martial Artist and Star Armor Master aren’t incompatible at all,” Muria murmured softly, his voice somewhat deep due to the Star Armor’s face mask.

“Jelos, are you up yet? If you are, come down for breakfast!” At that moment, Susanna’s calling voice came from below.

“Coming down right away!” Hearing his mother’s call, Muria immediately deactivated his Star Armor; the armor turned into streams of light, returning to the Purple Crystal Pendant at his chest.

This was the Space Compression Technology that only the government and the top clans of the Zijing Federation possessed, allowing a massive set of Star Armor to be compressed into a tiny ornament, making it easy for Star Armor Masters to carry with them, ready to face any sudden situations.

However, the government only applied this technology to high-tier Star Armors, and only the top clans of the Federation applied it to entry-level Star Armors. Moreover, this type of portable Star Armor was only available to members like Muria who had an adaptability rate exceeding 60%.

“Mom, I have started to cultivate martial arts classics, so my appetite will gradually increase. Please prepare more food in the future; these are not enough for me.”

Muria, who had finished his breakfast in just two or three minutes, spoke somewhat reluctantly to Susanna.

“These are minor issues, I’ll just speak to the kitchen about it,” Susanna said nonchalantly, her home now being known far and wide as a fierce beast garden, they had to buy a large amount of meat daily, food was not a problem at all.

“How is your cultivation going? Do you feel anything?”

“I have started to cultivate a sense of Qi.”

“A sense of Qi, that’s not bad,” Susanna nodded slightly bewildered, having crammed overnight about Martial Artists. Was this level once considered a prodigy during the era of Martial Artists?

“Mom, can you not pick me up in the future? I’ll go home myself.”

“What, now that you’ve grown up you start to dislike me?”

“No, I want to participate in extracurricular activities with my classmates, or hang out with them after school.”

“I see, alright then, you can call me directly if you need anything.”

“Okay!”

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“Today is my birthday, my dad has already booked a private room at Weige Hotel and I’m inviting everyone to join my birthday party.”

As soon as the afternoon school bell rang, a female student stood up and invited the whole class to her birthday party.

“No problem!”

“Ha ha, looks like we’ve got dinner sorted for today.”

“Happy Birthday, Niluo.”

Blessings and playful chatter rose in the classroom. After dealing with her classmates, the girl Niluo approached Muria, looking at him eagerly.

“Jelos, are you free to come to my birthday party?”

“I am,” Muria nodded, having already decided to change his monotonous daily routine.

“That’s great!” Seeing that the most capable clan scion in the class had accepted her invitation, the girl couldn’t help but let out a small cheer of excitement.