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Phoenix Rising: Reborn in Flames

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---- Chapter 2254 The military had poured countless martial resources into Chetvine Plaza, and the place was

unlike anywhere else. The instructors teaching combat skills alone were all seasoned veterans who had retired

from the army. Holtrien's martial arts could be broadly divided into three schools. First were the ancient martial

arts sects like Mistveil Peak, Silverthorn Monastery, and Mount Lourneau, all with centuries or even millennia of

history behind them and built on deep foundations.

Second cthe royal families and noble houses, with their hidden depths and family traditions passed down

generation after generation. Third was Holtrien's military department. Their martial arts mostly followed the

hard-line approach, focusing purely on practical application. So soldiers were typically killers, not performers

putting on fancy shows. For ordinary families or regular people wanting to learn martial arts without the capital

to do so elsewhere, coming to Chetvine Plaza was the most cost-effective option.

However, Holtrien was vast, and many people still could not ---- make it to Chetvine for various reasons. Their

lifelong martial arts dreams would simply be crushed. This was unavoidable since reality would not make way for

anyone. If you were born in Chetvine, you were naturally superior to others. While this statement was harsh, it

was not entirely without merit. If you were born in the countryside, in sgodforsaken backwater village, then

educational resources, martial arts resources, and all kinds of resources were naturally insufficient from birth.

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Sdisheartened souls eventually cto understand: it was not that they were untalented, but that others

were simply born with everything. Birth itself was a blessing, and only by working tirelessly could one endure this

relentless world. Andrew walked slowly across the massive martial arts plaza. Around him, speople

practiced on punching bags, others lifted weights, and sthrew punches at training dummies. These were the

most basic martial arts exercises. To the uninformed, they might seem no different from a regular gym. However,

there was definitely a difference.

These martial artists could punch a crater into a dummy's head ---- with a single blow, and afterward, the

dummy would automatically repair itself. Those lifting weights started at 200 kilos, with the stronger ones pulling

800. Yet their bodies were not bulky. In fact, they looked almost frail, proving they had already begun cultivating

true energy within their cores. When one breath of life force was generated, the body becnourished and

transcended ordinary limits. Andrew did not draw anyone's attention. After all, he had not set foot in this place

for ten years.

However, if any familiar faces were around, their legs would have gone weak. A decade ago, the undisputed

troublemaker of Chetvine Plaza was none other than the Lloyd family's Dragon Prince. Back then, though,

nobody called him that. Instead, they called him Chetvine's number one menace. Day after day, Andrew had

beaten the sons of noble houses until they cried. Every day, people went to the Lloyd family to complain and

curse his name. Andrew walked straight toward the Martial Tower in the plaza's center.

The tower, 100 stories tall, was one of Chetvine's greatest landmarks and the very reason he had come. ---- The

military department had spent astronomical amounts on this tower. It was not that building this hundred-story

giant tower was particularly remarkable. Everyone knew Holtrien's current construction standards made them

infrastructure maniacs. As long as you could pay, they could build you a replica of any famous building without

any major problems. What made the Martial Tower priceless was what it contained: a treasure trove of martial

manuals.

Techniques of every level filled its

halls, while secret arts and lost

disciplines were stored in abundance.

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