Tiger Blade Technique Mastery, the First Signs of Something Strange!

Name: Ling Yun

Martial Art: Tiger Blade Technique - Not Initiated (Can Be Modified)

Modification Points: 3

Looking at his panel, Ling Yun did not overthink it. He directly focused his mind and tapped it.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the entire modifier interface suddenly flickered. Then, under Ling Yun's tense gaze, the status of the Tiger Blade Technique gradually began to change.

Tiger Blade Technique - First Layer!

At the same time, his Modification Points decreased by one.

Feeling the strength surging through his body, Ling Yun was overjoyed.

Looking at the two remaining Modification Points, he did not hesitate and quickly tapped twice more in succession.

Tiger Blade Technique - Second Layer!

Tiger Blade Technique - Third Layer!

In an instant, countless pieces of information about the Tiger Blade Technique flooded into his mind—every method of drawing the blade, every angle... It was as though he had immersed himself in it for decades.

The Tiger Blade Technique, which he had painstakingly trained in for months without even entering the gate, had now broken through to the highest third layer in mere seconds!

Moreover, after the blade technique broke through to the third layer, he gained a special skill: Burst Force!

Burst Force was a technique that allowed one to explosively unleash the full strength of the entire body in an instant.

The human body had self-protective mechanisms. The strength one could use was basically restricted within a safe range.

Burst Force, however, could break through the body's limits and fully unleash the power of the flesh.

Of course, doing so placed an enormous burden on the body, so it was generally only used when fighting for one's life.

Even so, the power of this move could not be underestimated.

In the entire Black Tiger Martial Hall, it was said that only the hall master had reached this level.

Even Ma Ruhu, who had strutted around so arrogantly before everyone earlier, had only reached the second layer.

Of course, now he had to add himself to that list.

Ling Yun clenched his hand hard and could clearly feel a powerful force churning within his body.

His heart beat forcefully in his chest like a locomotive pulling a train.

The muscles throughout his body had also grown thicker, making his entire figure look several degrees more imposing.

"What incredible strength!"

"I never thought even a low-tier martial art could be this monstrous."

"My raw physical strength alone has increased by at least several times compared to before!"

"And with the amplification of Burst Force, that power..."

Ling Yun took a deep breath, itching to find a place to test it out.

However, just as he took a step forward, a sudden roar rang out in his mind.

The abundant strength throughout his body abruptly scattered. It was as if he had been struck by lightning, and his legs went weak beneath him as he crashed heavily to the ground.

Lying prone on the ground, Ling Yun's face was deathly pale. He panted for a long time before barely recovering.

A fierce hunger then surged up from his stomach, as though he had gone hungry for three days and three nights.

With the last shred of his strength, Ling Yun barely pulled open a wooden chest beneath the bed.

As the chest toppled over, hard steamed buns and strips of dried meat rolled out. These were the rations he usually kept stored there.

Without time to think, Ling Yun's eyes gleamed green. He casually grabbed a large steamed bun and, without even looking at it, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

The dried meat strips, two fingers wide, went down his throat in two or three bites.

Very quickly, he had wiped out every last bit of the large chest full of rations.

Burp~~

Picking up the teapot from the table and draining it in one go, Ling Yun let out a full burp. Only then did he feel as though he had come back to life.

Recalling what had just happened, Ling Yun could not help feeling lingering fear. For one moment, he had thought he would become the first transmigrator in history to starve to death!

Clearly, the modifier's enhancements did not come without a price. From the looks of it, aside from the so-called Modification Points, they also consumed his own blood and vitality.

If his blood and vitality were insufficient, his miserable state just now had fully demonstrated the consequences.

Still, compared to what he had gained, this minor flaw was barely acceptable.

Ling Yun reopened the panel. The button to upgrade the Tiger Blade Technique had now disappeared, replaced by a grayed-out, unavailable status.

He just did not know whether it was because he had no Modification Points left, or because this technique had reached the limit of what it could be upgraded to.

After thinking for a long time without reaching any conclusion, Ling Yun simply cast it to the back of his mind.

He could only wait until he obtained new Modification Points in the future.

Now that the Tiger Blade Technique had reached mastery, his physical condition had also risen to a new level.

Without further hesitation, he pulled open the door and headed toward the training ground.

By now, the night had grown deep. Outside was silent, without a single person in sight.

A few scattered torches were planted at angles around the area. Their dim flames swayed in the wind, bringing not the slightest warmth but instead adding several shades of eerie atmosphere.

A gust of sinister wind swept by. Even with his current physique, fine goosebumps rose across Ling Yun's skin.

Try not to go outside after dark.

That was what he had been told on his very first day after entering the martial hall.

As for the reason, those senior brothers had all hemmed and hawed, unwilling to say more, as if it were some kind of taboo.

Ling Yun glanced around, but he did not take that warning too seriously.

If anything, this situation suited him perfectly.

Without stopping along the way, he soon arrived at the training ground.

Unlike the bustle of daytime, the vast grounds now held only him. The surrounding silence was almost frightening.

Ling Yun casually pulled a long blade from a nearby rack and weighed it in his hand a few times, but could not help frowning.

Light. It was far too light.

The black iron greatblade, originally incomparably heavy, now felt like a toy in his hands, as though he could snap it with ease if he exerted the slightest bit of force.

But he had no way to find a suitable weapon right now, so he could only make do with it.

After casually flicking out a few blade flourishes, he carried the blade over to a practice dummy nearby.

These dummies were specially made by the martial hall and were said to be even harder than stone!

Ordinarily, even when they used all their strength, they could only barely leave a faint white mark on one.

Ling Yun stood still before the dummy. Then he took a deep breath, flicked his arm, and sent the long blade whistling sharply as it cleaved straight toward the dummy before him.

Pfft!

The instant it made contact, it was like a hot knife through butter. Without the slightest pause, the entire dummy was split in two on the spot.

The blade's momentum did not lessen, and even the stone bricks beneath the dummy were cleaved with a deep crack!

Looking at the dummy leaning over on both sides and the completely shattered stone bricks, Ling Yun nodded in satisfaction.

The power of that strike was already in no way inferior to the strength Ma Ruhu had displayed during the day.

And that was with him holding back. If he struck with all his strength, what kind of destructive power would that be?

He tossed the broken dummy aside. Just as he was about to continue testing, a rustling sound suddenly came from the bushes behind him.

"Who's there!"

Ling Yun's heart tightened as he sharply turned around to look behind him.

Yet there was only dense darkness behind him. Apart from the rustle of wind brushing through the leaves, the surroundings were utterly still, as though what he had heard just now had merely been an illusion.

"Was I too tense?"

Just as he relaxed slightly, an eerie voice drifted up from behind him. "Who's there..."

"Fuck!"

Every hair on Ling Yun's body instantly stood on end. Without time to think, he lunged forward. Before he could even steady himself, he swung his blade backward in a slash!

"Wooo!!!"

Amid a shrill wail, Ling Yun felt as though he had struck something hard. Before he could react, an enormous force suddenly surged up from beneath the blade. Caught off guard, he was immediately shoved back several steps!

By the time he regained his footing, the strange creature had already seized the opening to flee back into the darkness.

Vaguely, he could only make out a human-shaped shadow.

"What the hell was that thing!"

Ling Yun stared at the few drops of black blood staining his blade, his expression full of shock.

He had not held back at all with that strike, yet he had only managed to injure its outer skin!

He did not dare lower his guard in the slightest. His body tensed as he scanned the surroundings.

However, after suffering quite a loss, the strange black shadow clearly did not dare show itself again so easily.

But Ling Yun could feel that the thing had not left. It was hiding somewhere in the darkness, secretly watching him.

Just then, a dark cloud drifted past and completely covered the waning moon.

At the very instant the light changed, an icy chill crept over the back of Ling Yun's neck!