Drawing Cards from the Douluo World — Chapter 39

To meet the requirements for using Twin Martial Souls, that meant he was...

Twin Martial Souls!

The Star Luo Royal Family's eldest legitimate son, a cultivation prodigy, a swordsmanship prodigy, and the possessor of two top-tier Martial Souls—these qualities had actually gathered in one person...

What kind of monster would that create?!

Ning Fengzhi was already feeling sorry for the young prodigies who lived in the same era as Dai Weisi.

Naturally, Ning Fengzhi would keep Dai Weisi's secret. Sword Douluo had already formed the closest possible master-disciple relationship with Dai Weisi. Would this future number one expert in the world not feel favorably toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had never been an aggressive sect. They believed in harmony bringing wealth. Who could refuse to "make money through harmony" with the next person to rule the world?

The "Young Prodigy Crusher" in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, Dai Weisi, began his days of being abused early the next morning.

Although Dai Weisi had gained much from his battle with Yu Yuanba, it was certain that there were no longer any opponents in Heaven Dou City's Great Soul Arena who could help him improve.

It just so happened that he had taken Sword Douluo as his master and could receive his instruction.

Chen Xin's teaching method was completely different from Cheng Yue's. What he taught Dai Weisi most was how to withstand pressure.

To endure the pressure he imposed.

From the very first day of training, Dai Weisi only needed to do one thing—hold out amid Chen Xin's gale-storm-like sword attacks.

This was no longer a sparring match where Chen Xin let Dai Weisi unleash himself freely. It was a trial that demanded Dai Weisi endure even stronger swordsmanship attacks.

During their first lesson, Dai Weisi's sword was knocked from his hand by Chen Xin in just seven moves.

By the end of the first day, the number of moves Dai Weisi could endure had gloriously increased from seven to eight.

That was right. With Dai Weisi's talent, along with exquisite sword techniques like Mount Hua Swordplay and Quanzhen Swordplay, plus the boost from his newly acquired Twin Martial Souls... under Chen Xin's ferocious assault, his entire day's progress amounted to only one additional move.

Yet while being abused, Dai Weisi's foundation in swordsmanship steadily grew more solid, and every minute, his command of sword techniques became more natural and effortless.

After the second day, the number of moves Dai Weisi could withstand under Sword Douluo had risen to nine.

Eleven moves on the third day.

Thirteen on the fourth.

Fifteen on the fifth.

However, over the next three full days, the number of moves Dai Weisi could endure remained at fifteen. He could no longer improve by even half a move.

Dai Weisi was puzzled, but Sword Douluo said nothing, so he did not ask further. Until three days later, Chen Xin finally took the initiative to ask...

"How have these past three days felt?"

Dai Weisi had been agonizing over this very question, so he answered without much thought. "Difficult, obscure, impossible to grasp. After reaching Subtle Sword Mastery, there should have been a period of rapid progress, but instead, I inexplicably fell into a bottleneck."

Chen Xin nodded, then asked:

"Have you considered why?"

The question made Dai Weisi frown. He pondered for a moment before answering again, "Because swordsmanship in the Microscopic Realm can no longer rely on simple hard training?"

Chen Xin smiled in satisfaction and nodded again before explaining to Dai Weisi:

"The second realm of swordsmanship, the Microscopic Realm—what is cultivated in this realm? It is the process of making a swordsman become one with his sword and swordplay."

"How does one become one with them? It is not merely wielding them as naturally as one's own limbs. Your hands, feet, mind, heart, every inch of skin, every strand of hair must all bear the imprint of the sword. Deep within your soul, you must plant a seed called sword."

"This process of imprinting requires the power of the heart. It may be suffering, hatred, emotion, joy, or an unwavering pursuit maintained day after day for decades..."

"Once you complete this step, your cultivation in the Microscopic Realm will be complete."

With that explanation, Dai Weisi immediately understood.

Subtle Sword Mastery did not mean that a swordsman's sword techniques became more precise. It meant implanting the sword's essence into every cell of the body.

Why had Sword Douluo adopted this nearly abusive teaching method during this time?

He had been trying to make Dai Weisi use his body to remember this imprint called the sword.

Judging from the results, it worked—but not well enough.

At the very least, Dai Weisi had not suddenly experienced a flash of insight under Sword Douluo's pressure and comprehended some supreme sword technique capable of reaching the heavens and piercing the earth.

Sword Douluo told Dai Weisi this now because he intended to end this lesson and have Dai Weisi use other methods to carve the sword's imprint into himself.

At that moment, having understood Sword Douluo's painstaking intentions, the light in Dai Weisi's eyes grew brighter and brighter. He raised his head and made his first request of Sword Douluo.

"Master, let's fight again!"