High-Level Blade Technique

Gao Lan's weapon was a long saber.

The technique he wielded was clearly a battlefield art.

Every strike was soul-shaking, and the baleful qi was so intense that it could make a child stop crying!

By the end, he was even producing fierce cyclones out of thin air. Amid the crackling sounds, he actually chopped one of the weapon racks on the side to pieces.

"What a superb saber art!"

Cheng Huan also walked in and could not help applauding in admiration:

"Gao Lan, your saber art is becoming more and more refined—practically perfect. You've actually reached the point where your force can injure people. That's truly incredible. I'm far inferior to you!"

Gao Lan's brows relaxed, and his face filled with delight. It was obvious that he rather enjoyed Cheng Huan's praise.

It seemed Cheng Huan had used this method to get Gao Lan to agree to teach Ding Ling saber techniques.

Ding Ling closed his eyes and carefully recalled every scene of the saber art.

On one of the bookshelves in the library within his Sea of Consciousness, a book began condensing at a visible speed.

Before long.

"High-Level Blade Technique" had successfully condensed.

Then...

High-Level Blade Technique maxed out

Strength +0.3

Agility +0.5

Constitution +0.3

In practically an instant, Ding Ling had completely mastered the High-Level Blade Technique.

It was as if he had practiced this saber art for more than a decade. The various saber moves in his mind had practically been carved deep into his instincts.

Ding Ling had a feeling.

He could now wield this High-Level Blade Technique with ease as well!

He was overjoyed.

That was because he had discovered that the High-Level Blade Technique was more than twice as powerful as the Elementary Blade Technique!

With this saber art, it would be no problem for Ding Ling's combat strength to double again!

"How is it?"

When Cheng Huan saw Ding Ling open his eyes, his face full of joy, he could not help being slightly stunned. He thought, He only watched the High-Level Blade Technique once. There's no way he learned it, right?

That was what he thought, but he still instinctively asked:

"Have you memorized it? Or have you learned it?"

"Learned it?"

Gao Lan glanced sideways, displeased:

"It took me a full four years to master the High-Level Blade Technique. Ding Ling may be a genius with the saber, but he couldn't have learned it after watching it once."

Does he really think I, Gao Lan, am a fool?!

Cheng Huan coughed awkwardly:

"Gao Lan, you know that's not what I meant. I just couldn't help myself. You've never seen Ding Ling learning stance work and saber techniques. If you had, you would probably have thought the same as I did."

"Oh?"

Gao Lan raised his brows and did not pursue the matter further. He, too, looked at Ding Ling with considerable curiosity:

"Cheng Huan speaks highly of you. That's quite rare. If you've memorized this High-Level Blade Technique, perform it once for me. If you really have it down, I'll give you some extra guidance from here on."

"Yes!"

Ding Ling did not stand on ceremony.

He directly accepted the long saber Gao Lan handed him.

The long saber sank slightly in his hand.

It probably weighed a full forty or fifty pounds!

Ding Ling's Strength had now reached 3 points, meaning he could produce a force of three hundred pounds.

This long saber was a little heavy for him.

It was somewhat difficult to wield, but still usable.

Ding Ling summoned the strength of his entire body, letting force flow with his movements. Boom! His saber moves were like a wind wheel that let no water seep through, each strike overlapping the last, sharp and incomparably fierce!

He was just like a battle-hardened warrior displaying his might on the battlefield!

The force was so violent that even the air seemed to crackle. When the final killing strike fell, crack! The weapon rack that had toppled to one side was split in two once more.

"...!!"

Cheng Huan was dumbfounded.

Gao Lan stood there with his mouth agape.

"General!"

Ding Ling lowered his saber and stood upright, then returned the long saber.

Gao Lan accepted it with a strange expression. He coughed awkwardly, clearly unsettled, and asked in disbelief:

"You, you, you're sure you only just came into contact with the High-Level Blade Technique?!"

Even his speech had become halting.

It was clear how shocked he was inside.

"Yes, General!"

Ding Ling replied solemnly.

"..."

Gao Lan was speechless, but instinctively still refused to believe it, because this was too outrageous!

It was practically a fantasy.

Even a genius could not be like this.

He had to know that he had spent a full four years learning this saber art!

"Impressive, truly impressive!"

Cheng Huan applauded in admiration, his eyes brimming with delight as he looked at Ding Ling:

"I never expected your talent to be even more outstanding than I imagined! At first, I wasn't very confident about recommending you as a Company Commander. Now, I'm extremely confident!"

Gao Lan could not help glancing sideways at that. He looked at Cheng Huan with a strange expression:

"General Cheng, you really believe this is true?"

"Of course!"

Cheng Huan stroked his beard and nodded. "If not, what else? Do you think it's fake?"

"That's not what I mean."

Gao Lan paused before finally replying:

"I just feel that this is too unbelievable."

"It really is."

Cheng Huan deeply agreed:

"But the Greater Chiliocosm is full of wonders. Wasn't General Pan Feng just as outstanding and formidable when he was young? This shows that we can't view geniuses through ordinary eyes! Perhaps Ding Ling's intuition and talent in saber techniques are frighteningly strong. Just like General Pan Feng's intuition with axe techniques."

"..."

Gao Lan was rendered speechless again. He looked at Ding Ling, seeming deeply conflicted. After a long while, he finally gritted his teeth and said:

"Ding Ling, I have a saber art passed down through my family. It's called the Battlefield Saber Art. It's a true martial art beyond the High-Level Blade Technique! I just haven't fully learned it yet. If you really believe that your talent with the saber is exceptional, I can let you look at the saber manual."

His expression was extremely solemn:

"But if you don't think you're confident, then I won't give it to you. You can choose."

"I want to see it."

Ding Ling answered decisively.

This was practically a blessing from heaven!

Gao Lan was one of the Four Pillars, after all!

The Battlefield Saber Art that even he had not fully mastered!

That alone showed how difficult and precious it was!

"You can look at it, but if you fail to learn it, you must become a servant of my Gao Family. The saber manual cannot be lost or passed on."

Gao Lan's expression was grave:

"But if you learn it, then the matter ends there."

His eyes gleamed as he stared at Ding Ling:

"This is a wager. Do you dare to bet?"

He felt that he had already won!

The Battlefield Saber Art was extraordinarily profound. Without fighting a hundred battles on the battlefield, it was extremely difficult to cultivate this art to perfection.

That was explicitly stated at the beginning of the saber manual!

Gao Lan had refused to believe it at first, but more than a decade had passed and he still could not perfect the art. He had no choice but to believe it!

Such a difficult saber art.

How could an outsider possibly learn it in a short time?!

"I'll bet!"

Ding Ling looked as if he was throwing caution to the wind:

"If I lose, General Gao may deal with me however he wishes!"

"Ding Ling, you!"

Cheng Huan grew anxious.

This was a promising talent he had discovered with great difficulty. Was Gao Lan really going to poach him just like that?

Although he had confidence in Ding Ling.

He had heard quite a bit about the Battlefield Saber Art as well. Gao Lan's ancestors had made their name throughout the world relying on this very art! That alone showed how extraordinary it was!

With such a saber art, its difficulty was probably dozens of times greater than that of the High-Level Blade Technique. How could anyone learn it in a short time?!