Blood Saber Scripture

"?! Those two pieces of trash... Forget it, I'd better see what else I got."

Ever since the last draw, when he discovered the system was unreliable, Gu Qing had never opened it again.

This time, the commotion had been so huge that it should have earned him quite a bit of Spacetime Value.

That was why Gu Qing remembered that he still had a system.

Host: Gu Qing

Spacetime Value:

"Only a little over thirty thousand? Still, that's enough for three draws."

Gu Qing did not save it up and used it immediately.

The roulette wheel appeared before him once more.

Gu Qing had no interest in watching the animation, so he hit the speed-up button. The results appeared instantly.

Congratulations, you have obtained Mikoto Misaka's coin!

Congratulations, you have obtained the "Blood Saber Scripture"!

Congratulations, you have obtained Alice's Desert Eagle!

Gu Qing raised an eyebrow slightly.

Although this draw still contained two pieces of junk,

one of the prizes had caught his attention.

A booklet appeared in his palm.

Three large words were written on its cover—"Blood Saber Scripture"!

If Gu Qing remembered correctly, this was Old Ancestor Blood Saber's ultimate Martial Arts technique.

It contained an internal cultivation method, as well as the saber technique known as the "Great Blood Saber Technique."

This saber technique was tricky and bizarre. Every slash was like a flash of blood-red light, often striking from angles the enemy would never expect.

For the current Gu Qing, there was naturally no need to cultivate the Blood Saber Scripture.

But the Great Blood Saber Technique could still be of some help to him.

In fact, whether it was him, Andrew, Matt, or Steve,

none of them had any real method when using their powers.

They relied entirely on brute force.

That resulted in a great deal of wasted power.

It was like holding a submachine gun but using it as a poker.

Within the system of Magnetic Field Masters, there were three concepts.

Power, output, and the Complete Realm!

Power was the easiest to understand.

For those in the Current Propulsion Realm, power was measured in volts.

For those in the Magnetic Field Rotation Realm, power was measured in horsepower.

At present, Gu Qing's power had risen to thirty thousand horsepower.

Even without an opponent to fight to his heart's content,

his horsepower was still growing at a decent pace, thanks to his innate talent as a Magnetic Field Master.

Output referred to one's ability to unleash power.

Having power without being able to release it and inflict effective damage was useless!

In Gu Qing's understanding, power was like internal energy in the Wuxia World.

Output, meanwhile, was Martial Arts moves that guided or even enhanced internal energy before unleashing it to cause greater damage!

No matter how profound one's internal energy was, it still needed Martial Arts to be put to use. Otherwise, one would be like a big fool, easily toyed to death.

With the same amount of internal energy, the strength of one's Martial Arts determined vastly different levels of power.

Applied to Magnetic Field Masters, this meant that with the same horsepower, some could only produce a trickling stream, while others could unleash a raging, surging tide!

Last came the Complete Realm.

It was a rather mysterious concept.

If it had to be described, it was more like combat experience, combat wisdom, one's understanding and mastery of their own power, and even one's comprehension of nature and conviction.

Those with a high Complete Realm could even use only Current Propulsion-level strength to kill a Magnetic Field Rotation expert with nine hundred thousand horsepower!

To sum it up in one sentence: horsepower was the quantity of power, the Complete Realm was the efficiency of using power, and output was the quality of power!

Sitting by the window,

Gu Qing carefully flipped through the manual.

Magnetic Field Warriors and Martial Arts that cultivated internal energy did not belong to the same system.

Gu Qing had no intention of giving up his own advantages to start cultivating internal energy from scratch.

Therefore, this manual could at most serve as a reference for him.

"Internal energy is a form of energy produced by the human body itself. Put simply, it is what Daoism calls Refining Essence into Qi.

And the current I can produce also comes from the body's own bioelectricity. Could I use current to imitate the circulation route of internal energy?"

A sudden idea came to Gu Qing, and he decided to give it a try.

He sat cross-legged on the chair and began guiding the current within his body.

Following the circulation route described in the manual, he sent the current through a major cycle along his meridians before returning it to his Dantian.

"Hmm?!"

He carefully sensed the results.

Yet he found that nothing had changed at all.

"Is my aptitude too poor to sense the difference? I'll try a few more times."

Gu Qing did not give up immediately.

Instead, he continued guiding the current through cultivation.

Time slowly passed.

After several major cycles,

with still not the slightest change,

he finally confirmed that using the method for cultivating internal energy to circulate current would not work.

However, using current to imitate internal energy and execute Martial Arts moves was feasible.

Just as Gu Qing was about to continue experimenting,

Matt, who lay unconscious on the bed, let out a muffled groan.

He seemed to be showing signs of waking up.

Two days later,

Steve woke up as well.

"Hey, Erik, where are we?"

Gu Qing briefly explained what had happened to Steve, as well as the consequences it had caused.

Including the fact that they had all become wanted criminals.

"Oh! Motherfucker!"

Steve clutched his head in anguish.

Then he asked Gu Qing, "What about Matt and Andrew? Where are they?"

"Andrew showed up in Vanguard District a day ago. It looked like he wanted to go home.

But the Federal Bureau of Investigation had already planted an ambush near his house, waiting for him to take the bait.

As expected, Andrew was discovered. After causing a huge disturbance, he quickly left and disappeared again.

As for Matt..."

Gu Qing stood and pointed outside. "He's right there."

Steve struggled to his feet. His injuries had not fully healed, and he still felt dizzy.

Through the window, beneath the gloomy sky, Matt sat blankly on an outdoor bench.

"It's been two days. Ever since he woke up, he's been sitting there spacing out."

Steve sighed. "He must be devastated and disappointed right now."

Gu Qing shrugged. "But what I'm saying is that now isn't the time to be devastated or disappointed.

Do you see that man over there?"

Gu Qing pointed, and Steve looked in that direction.

A bearded middle-aged man was hiding around the corner of a nearby corridor.

He was secretly watching Matt.

"He's the owner of this motel. Though this place is remote, it isn't cut off from the world.

As long as he has watched TV and seen your wanted notices, he'll definitely recognize you.

The only reason he took this long to notice is because that drunk only likes drinking and doesn't like watching TV.

But now, it seems he has figured out who you are.

I imagine the police are already on their way.

Of course, it's even more likely to be the FBI."

Steve immediately grew nervous. "Then what should we do now?"

Gu Qing said, "You can choose to surrender, or go on a killing spree like Andrew."

Steve snapped irritably, "Fuck! I don't want to choose either one!"

Gu Qing smiled. "Or you could leave now, before they get here."

Despair flickered in Steve's eyes. "Our lives have been completely ruined. It's all because of that damn cave!

Even if we leave, where can we go? I can't even go home now!"