Under the enhancement of Lightning Ions, Lin Zhen immediately felt that this strike was different the moment he made his move.
Nothing else—it was simply fast!
Whoosh!
A gale swept past. Countless spear lights lashed the waterfall like rain beating plantain leaves, sending sprays of water flying, yet the time it took to attack had been reduced by more than a third!
"What fast Spear Art! This is what Spear Art should be. The saying that all techniques can be broken, except speed which cannot be broken, must mean something like this!"
With a single strike, Lin Zhen's heart surged. His following movements came naturally as he unleashed the first form of the Nine Heavy Spears River.
A mass of spear shadows enveloped Lin Zhen, stirring layer upon layer of waves in the pool.
If someone had been filming from above at that moment, this was the sight they would have seen.
Lin Zhen raised his hand, and a mass of spear shadows erupted. With a thunderous boom, they rushed forward and shattered the waterfall before him. Then the falling water came crashing down again, yet it was impossible to see how Lin Zhen had attacked. All one could sense was another thunderous boom.
Perhaps only thirty-six-times slow motion from a high-speed camera could reveal Lin Zhen's arm trembling as though in a convulsion, followed by great masses of rolling spear light. The gale swept forth, unstoppable and indestructible!
It was not until the early hours of the morning that Lin Zhen completely fused Lightning Ions with the Gale Spear Art, turning it into a technique unique to himself.
"Next, I need to cultivate the second layer of the Nine Heavy Spears River, Rainstorm. Beneath this waterfall, droplets fall like rain—it is the best place to cultivate Rainstorm. But my