The Wolf’s Bride

There were two martial techniques on the wall. 

The first one was a technique that the Flame Emperor developed by combining medical skills and martial arts. 

The Flame Emperor had suffered from fire poison for many years. While the fire poison was conducive to practicing fire–based techniques, the prolonged exposure posed a considerable burden on his body. 

Thus, the Flame Emperor comprehended a technique that integrated the control of fire poison and combat skills. It allowed him to both kill enemies in battle and heal during rest, achieving a perfect balance. 

Andrius was already well–versed in medicine. 

With just a few readings, he grasped the essence of the technique and completely comprehended it after some attempts, reaching a level of proficiency. 

After a brief practical test, it displayed remarkable power. 

Next, Andrius looked at the second technique. 

This was a pure technique called the Fire–breathing Palm! The name was simple and straightforward, but the technique was direct and brutal. 

During a battle, the inner energy of extreme heat would concentrate in the palm and suddenly erupt in close combat, infiltrating the opponent’s body. The extreme heat inner energy was already robust and was enough to severely damage an opponent. 

Combined with the fire poison, it could burn the méridians and internal organs, causing extreme suffering.” 

“Fire–breathing Palm…” A gleam flashed in Andrius‘ eyes when he finished reading. “This technique is very suitable for me to cultivate. It makes up for my shortcomings.” 

Then, he immediately started to cultivate. 

Since the Fire–breathing/Palm did not involve the internal circulation of inner energy and was the gathering and striking of inner energy, it was not too difficult. 

Andrius soon made some progress. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

From now on, with the Fire–breathing Palm for close combat and the combination of the Argentum Qilin Spear and Burden of Nine Skies for long- ranged battles, coupled with the versatile and profound Hades‘ Axiom… 

Andrius‘ combat skills no longer had any obvious shortcomings. 

As time passed, the sky began to brighten in the east. 

Andrius had cultivated for a day and night without stopping. 

The morning sun illuminated the earth, radiant and dazzling. 

Hum… 

Andrius suddenly opened his eyes, a burst of fireworks flashing in his eyes. It was a sign that he had cultivated the Fire–breathing Palm to its pinnacle! 

Bam- 

Andrius struck out his palm without hesitation. 

Rumble… 

The scorching inner energy, full of extreme heat, fiercely struck the wall of the hall and instantly created a huge hole. 

A burning scent filled the air, and black smoke lingered. Half of the wall was left in a sorry state by the powerful palm strike. 

If something this formidable hit a person, Andrius believed that it would be enough to harm even a Martial Saint’s body. 

“Fire–breathing Palm…” Andrius nodded in satisfaction. “Not bad. Not bad at 

all.” 

Rustle… 

Just as he was satisfied, footsteps sounded from behind. 

“Andy, are you okay?” 

It was Noir and the others. Their voices reached him before he saw their figures. “I’m fine.” Andrius turned around with a wide grin. 

When Noir, the Arctic Fox, and Katalina saw the empty hall and the scorched wall, they froze in amazement, 

“What…” Noir gulped, a hint of surprise on his face. His finger trembled as he pointed at the wall. “Andy, did you do this?” 

“Haha…” Andrius laughed and said calmly, “It was just a little test.” 

A little test… 

If he went all out, would he end up destroying everything here? 

Noir felt genuinely happy for Andrius and asked curiously, “Andy, what’s your current strength? How did you recover?” 

The Arctic Fox and Katalina also looked at him with eager eyes.