Marshal Qin's Soldier Attack Warfare Method was an endless road.
Even someone at Deputy Marshal's level hadn't yet reached the threshold of Great Perfection.
That showed just how terrifyingly difficult it was.
"Master Liang, do you think I can do it?"
Qin Shi scratched his head. No matter how spirited and confident he was, he wouldn't dare imagine he could compare himself to the deputy marshal.
After all, He Lanchán and Qi Wuxiang were peerless talents, towering above their era and ranking among the Summit of the Stars' top figures for several millennia.
Yet even they were still a considerable distance from becoming Martial Gods.
But Marshal Qin and his brother, the deputy marshal, had forged an unparalleled legend: two Martial Gods from one family, looking down upon the galaxy.
They had led the Fourth Legion to sweep across the star regions, invincible wherever they went.
Wherever that Red Sword Banner stood, even Star Gods wailed as they fell.
"Old He, the brightest star among the First Generation Ten Prodigies, was only the deputy marshal's student."
Qin Shi mused. If he chose to focus on the Soldier Attack Warfare Method, reaching Great Perfection was one thing. Whether he could emulate the deputy marshal and grind his way to six thousand layers was anyone's guess.
"Your Hundred Forms Cultivating Momentum and Body Refining Furnace haven't reached their limits either. I reckon around three hundred to five hundred layers of the Soldier Attack Warfare Method would be enough to give you an advantage."
Old Liang was brimming with confidence. As He Lanchán's number-one superfan, he didn't think Qin Shi was all that far behind.
At the very least, at the same age, his own disciple had achieved more.
He'd broken through four of the Seven Great Limits of the Physical Body.
That