Chapter 240: Fifteen Minutes of Opportunity
Chapter 240: Fifteen Minutes of Opportunity
Fifteen Minutes of Opportunity
"Miss Tyson?"
Seeing her completely absorbed, Julian had to cough lightly to pull her back.
Only now did he truly understand why Yana Tyson carried the nickname Martial Arts Fanatic.
The woman looked like someone whose soul had just been dragged back into reality.
Yana blinked slowly, her striking orange eyes regaining focus one moment at a time. The martial arts manual remained in her hands, unmoving.
It suddenly seemed far heavier than before.
Not because of its weight.
But because of the terrifying value hidden within those pages.
She had only skimmed through a small portion, yet the depth behind the technique already left her inwardly shaken.
The flow of energy.
The structure of movement.
The hidden transitions between stances.
Elegant.
Precise.
Dangerous.
This was absolutely not an ordinary Old Martial Arts technique.
Even among top-tier martial manuals, this kind of inheritance would be enough to make entire martial families fight until blood flowed through the streets.
"Oh... I understand."
Yana finally exhaled softly before closing the manual with visible reluctance.
Her expression remained mostly calm, but the faint unwillingness in her eyes was impossible to hide.
For someone obsessed with martial arts, stopping midway through such a profound technique felt almost torturous.
Julian noticed it and smiled faintly.
"My father probably won’t object to this," Yana said as she carefully stored the manual away. "I’ll take you there. But let me warn you first... our Tyson Family’s two Old Martial Arts techniques aren’t easy to master."
"No problem." Julian chuckled lazily. "I’m pretty talented."
The moment those words came out—
Liza Voss silently turned toward him.
Lina Ashford also looked over at the same time.
The expressions on both women’s faces became strangely complicated.
Talented?
That was certainly one way to put it.
Normal geniuses needed years.
This monster looked at martial arts the same way other people looked at instruction manuals for kitchen appliances.
Yana narrowed her eyes slightly while observing Julian’s relaxed grin.
This guy...
He smiled with way too much confidence.
Not arrogance exactly.
But the kind of confidence that made people instinctively want to challenge him.
Almost annoyingly confident.
Meanwhile, Julian remained completely relaxed.
Because he already remembered everything from the original storyline.
The Tyson Family’s two core Old Martial Arts techniques were both incredibly powerful, but they also had notoriously brutal cultivation requirements.
Ordinary practitioners might spend their entire lives mastering only fragments.
Even those labeled geniuses usually required eight to ten years before reaching true proficiency.
But for Julian—
Things were different.
His cheat-like quick mastery ability could still be used two more times.
Coming here now was perfect timing.
If he wanted enough strength to confront that bastard Steffan head-on, then he couldn’t afford to waste opportunities like this.
Combat power.
Influence.
Resources.
He needed all of it.
And fast.
"Alright," Yana finally said as she turned around, her ponytail swaying lightly behind her. "Follow me."
Julian casually shoved both hands into his pockets before walking after her.
Julian followed behind calmly.
Liza and Lina also followed.
Morning sunlight filtered through tree branches across the Tyson Family estate.
The courtyard paths twisted between ancient trees and ponds.
Occasional servants respectfully greeted Yana as they passed.
The atmosphere gradually became quiet.
Yana looked forward while secretly thinking.
This guy’s martial art is indeed powerful.
But their family’s two techniques were not something you casually picked up and learned after eating breakfast.
Their difficulty was even greater than his technique.
Soon they arrived before a study room.
The room itself looked ordinary.
But Julian immediately noticed several hidden security mechanisms nearby.
The Tyson Family’s two martial arts manuals were stored in a specially designed safe in Wren Tyson’s study.
To open the safe, besides getting the key from Wren Tyson, they also needed keys from two other Tyson Family elders.
These martial families took such matters extremely seriously.
When teaching disciples, they did so step by step.
No one simply handed over a complete manual.
So, upon learning of Julian’s request, the two elders responsible for the keys firmly refused.
"This is a family secret of the Tyson Family; how can we pass it on to an outsider?"
"Exactly, ancestral rules cannot be broken lightly."
Their attitude was very firm.
One elder folded his arms.
The other repeatedly shook his head.
Yana suddenly felt awkward.
"Grandpas, Young Master Julian saved my father and even helped treat his illness. He’s also offering an Old Martial Arts technique in exchange. I think we can agree."
She didn’t expect these two stubborn old men to oppose it so strongly.
Unfortunately—
The two elders remained unmoved.
"Still no. It’s not that our family is unreasonable, but the foundation of our existence cannot be casually leaked."
The other elder nodded immediately.
"Correct."
Julian rubbed his chin.
Then smiled.
After several exchanges, seeing these two old fellows still unwilling to compromise, Yana prepared to seek her father’s help.
But Julian suddenly stepped forward.
"How about this, grandpas? I’ll give you this martial art, and you let me study for fifteen minutes. How much I can learn depends on my ability, okay?"
The entire room suddenly became quiet.
Even Yana looked back in surprise.
Fifteen minutes?
What exactly could be learned in fifteen minutes?
The two old men exchanged glances.
Their expressions slowly changed.
Then they looked back at Julian.
Hearing Julian’s proposal, the two old men exchanged a glance and thought it might not be impossible?
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