Super Random System
Super Random System Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Rapid Progress

Although every practitioner chosen by Bao Tong to become a “Thunder Martial Ancestor” disciple was a genius with exceptional talent, achieving the Martial Spirit Realm within a few months was still exceptionally fast.

The last time Wang Xiaofei had seen that figure perform the Thunder Palm Technique, he felt like his soul was trembling. It was as if the “Heavenly Dao of Thunder and Lightning” was his lifelong love. This gave Wang Xiaofei great confidence in himself.

“Well done,” Bao Tong nodded repeatedly. He was very satisfied with Wang Xiaofei’s attitude.

“Daring to claim that you can break through to the Martial Spirit Realm in less than two months shows ambition. I look forward to your performance. You can use this cave for your cultivation,” Bao Tong said and didn’t wait for Wang Xiaofei’s response. He flickered and disappeared from the cave.

With Bao Tong gone, the cave became empty, leaving only Wang Xiaofei behind.

However, Wang Xiaofei didn’t feel lonely at all. On the contrary, he was excited to study the “Thunder Palm Technique.”

The first few pages of the “Thunder Palm Technique” primarily introduced the concept of Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao was vast and countless, but there were distinctions among them. For example, the Heavenly Dao of Thunder and Lightning, Heavenly Dao of Fire, Heavenly Dao of Strength, and more were highly skilled in offensive abilities. Practicing these Heavenly Dao often resulted in a formidable offensive power.

On the other hand, Heavenly Daos like the Heavenly Dao of Wood and Heavenly Dao of Earth excelled in defense, while the Heavenly Dao of Shadow and Heavenly Dao of Void were skilled at concealment.

Now, Wang Xiaofei was cultivating the Heavenly Dao of Thunder and Lightning., which was highly suitable for combat.

After reading through this introductory knowledge about the Heavenly Dao, Wang Xiaofei continued reading about the “Thunder Palm Technique,” its introduction, and the methods of cultivation.

Wang Xiaofei carefully read every word, fearing that he might miss something. He went through it repeatedly until he could recite it fluently and fully understand it. Only then did he store the “Thunder Palm Technique” manual.

By this time, more than half a day had passed.

Previously, when Wang Xiaofei was practicing high-grade Yellow-Rank martial skills, it would usually take him only two or three hours to understand them.

After taking out some monster meat from his spatial ring and eating it, Wang Xiaofei continued his cultivation.

He held his breath, focused his mind, and slightly narrowed his eyes. The moves and techniques of the “Thunder Palm Technique” flowed through his mind like a gentle stream.

After a while, Wang Xiaofei slowly extended his palm.


What was extraordinary was that as Wang Xiaofei circulated his inner qi according to the “Thunder Palm Technique’s” instructions, combined with the corresponding techniques, he gained a slight comprehension right from the start. It felt as if he had merged with a piece of void, and everywhere in that void, silver lightning flashed.

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These little lightning bolts danced joyfully and didn’t change their behavior at all because of Wang Xiaofei’s presence.

At this moment, they were no longer the imposing Heavenly Dao but appeared exceedingly cute, as if they were waiting for someone to embrace them.

Wang Xiaofei watched these little lightning bolts like this, deeply immersed in their presence.

One day, two days, three days…

After five days, when Wang Xiaofei continued to cultivate the “Thunder Palm Technique,” his body’s surface began to show tiny lightning sparks slowly.

These sparks emitted a crisp and pleasant crackling sound, giving Wang Xiaofei a refreshing feeling. It was a manifestation of his growing comprehension of the Heavenly Dao of Thunder and Lightning.

Ten days later, the lightning on Wang Xiaofei’s body became even denser and began to connect in an orderly manner. Occasionally, they would form half-foot-long lightning bolts. By this point, Wang Xiaofei’s understanding of the Heavenly Dao of Thunder and Lightning had already surpassed his father’s understanding of the “Heavenly Dao of Gold.”

After all, Wang Xiaofei’s talent for cultivation far exceeded the ordinary, and with the “Thunder Palm Technique,” his comprehension of the Heavenly Dao of Thunder and Lightning had reached a terrifying level.

Twenty days later, the lightning on Wang Xiaofei’s body disappeared, and in its place, it seemed like his eyes were flashing with electric light. At the same time, his presence became sharp and dominating, exuding a powerful oppressive force.

Wang Xiaofei continued to cultivate like this, deeply immersed in his practice. He didn’t know the results of his cultivation, and he didn’t know how long he had been practicing. However, he could feel that he had been making rapid progress.

Until one day, Wang Xiaofei was astonished to find that his comprehension of Heavenly Dao of Thunder and Lightning seemed to have slowed down.


Wang Xiaofei furrowed his brows. He sat quietly on the stone chair, analyzing his cultivation process, trying to identify where the problem might be.

However, no matter how he analyzed it, he couldn’t find an answer. The manual described it this way, and he had been practicing like this all along. Moreover, his progress had been very fast not long ago, so there shouldn’t have been any issues with his cultivation method.

But now, something unexpected had happened.

His cultivation speed had slowed down.

Moreover, it had slowed down significantly. If Wang Xiaofei’s previous cultivation speed was like a racing car, his current speed was akin to an old man taking a leisurely stroll. They couldn’t be compared at all.

After a day of deep contemplation without any results, Wang Xiaofei could only continue his cultivation.

However, he had a vague feeling that he was still some distance away from breaking through to the Martial Spirit Realm.

Although he didn’t know how much time had passed, he had a sense that it was almost two months.

At the beginning, Wang Xiaofei felt quite anxious. He wanted to become the most outstanding disciple of the Thunder Martial Ancestor, and he also wanted to set a new record.

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However, after being restless for half a day, Wang Xiaofei forced himself to abandon these fleeting thoughts. He completely focused his mind on his cultivation.

Fame and reputation were like passing clouds. No matter how much he thought or worried, it was meaningless, just a waste of time. On the other hand, diligent cultivation could bring him tangible benefits.


Wang Xiaofei lightly struck out with a palm.

Outside, at Huxia Valley.

Bao Tong lazily turned over in mid-air, getting up in boredom. A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

“That kid Wang Xiaofei swore to me back then, saying he hoped to break through to the Martial Spirit Realm within two months. Now, it’s been more than a day and two months, and there’s still no sign of him. Well, let’s go have a ‘chat’ with him. Life is just too boring.”

With a yawn, Bao Tong vanished in the air. When he reappeared, he was already in the cave where Wang Xiaofei was cultivating.

At this moment, Wang Xiaofei sat on a stone chair, eating roasted meat. He furrowed his brows, still pondering where the problem might lie.

“Hahaha, Wang Xiaofei, we meet again. It’s been two months and one day. How’s your cultivation going?” Bao Tong laughed mischievously as he approached Wang Xiaofei.

“Elder, Xiaofei is ashamed!” Wang Xiaofei stood up, smiled, and replied.

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