Controlling Sword with Spirit

"White Rainbow Piercing Sun!"

A cold gleam flashed, and the longsword in his hand streaked through the air like a white rainbow crossing the heavens.

With a pfft, a Unicorn Mastiff that had lunged at him was pierced through the heart by Liu Ziqing's sword and cut down.

"Sure enough, although they are called Shushan beginner sword techniques, they are actually peerless swordsmanship."

With his cultivation sealed by the Purple Gold Gourd, leaving him able to display only the strength of a Beginner Warrior, Liu Ziqing had suffered quite a bit over the past two days.

His combat uniform was already tattered, and he had sustained plenty of injuries.

But... his gains had been immense as well.

His beginner sword techniques and basic footwork had become increasingly practiced and profound. By now, as long as he was not surrounded by a pack of exotic beasts, Liu Ziqing could easily kill any of them.

If he was surrounded... the wounds on his body and his torn clothes were the consequences.

"Swordsmanship and footwork must be trained until they become the body's instinct. If you wait until an enemy attacks to think about which move to use, it will already be too late."

When surrounded by enemies, both footwork and swordsmanship had ways of dealing with it. However, Liu Ziqing still could not reach the level where the sword moved before the thought.

"Keep practicing!"

Leaving a residence in the small town, Liu Ziqing stepped onto its streets.

Then, he encountered a group of terrifying enemies.

"Meow!"

Amid a chorus of cat cries, three pitch-black "cats," each the size of a Siberian tiger, surrounded Liu Ziqing with light, elegant steps.

"Tiger Cats!"

These three black cats, as large as tigers, were the most troublesome enemies in the Warrior trial.

Their defenses were