Heavenly Tyrant Body Art!

After Ding Hao returned to the Death Row Camp, he sat cross-legged on his wooden bed and began studying the incomplete method and the two intermediate martial arts.

The two intermediate martial arts were Wind Treading Steps and Golden Bell Shield!

To Ding Hao, they posed no difficulty at all. Even a High-grade Martial Art like Tyrant Blade Slash was no challenge with his current comprehension, let alone two intermediate martial arts!

He swiftly grasped them in his mind—beginner, proficient, minor mastery, major mastery... In just half a day, he had cultivated both to perfection!

What proved difficult instead was the incomplete method called the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art.

With a single glance, Ding Hao, with his current comprehension, actually... failed to understand it. Only by concentrating completely could he make any progress!

"Good heavens!"

"This is only an incomplete method. How difficult would the complete one be?!"

"This method's grade is definitely extraordinary. It is at least far stronger than a High-grade Cultivation Method. Could it be an even higher, Grandmaster-grade Cultivation Method?"

Ding Hao was astonished. The strongest method he had cultivated so far was the High-grade Martial Art Tyrant Blade Slash, yet this incomplete method was more than ten times harder than Tyrant Blade Slash. Naturally, his thoughts soared high!

But one thing he was certain of: such a profound method, so difficult to cultivate, would bring unimaginable benefits as long as he could master it!

And so.

Like a resentful woman, Ding Hao nearly devoured the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art with ravenous hunger, plunging into it with all his might...

Little did he know.

At that very moment, inside a military tent at the other end of the Death Row Camp.

Camp Commander Zhang Dahu was venting his urges. He did not care even if the barbarian woman was broader and burlier than he was; otherwise, he felt he would suffocate from all the pent-up frustration!

But before he could finish, one of his trusted subordinates rushed in!

"Camp Commander, good news!"

Zhang Dahu jumped in fright and could only stop, cursing as he pulled up his trousers. "Fuck your mother! You'd better have some good news for this camp commander, or I'll have you lie there and enjoy some Whip Punishment!"

The trusted subordinate felt his asshole clench and hurriedly said, "Camp Commander, it really is good news! I heard it from General Ding's guards!"

"The court has not pardoned Ding Hao of his death-row prisoner status. They said Ding Hao can receive a special pardon only after claiming the Four Great Military Merits!"

"What?!"

Zhang Dahu was delighted and questioned him repeatedly. "Is this news true?"

"Absolutely true! I confirmed it several times!"

When the subordinate nodded, Zhang Dahu immediately clapped his hands and laughed. "Hahaha, good! It seems Ding Hao has offended someone at court!"

"Even the Merit of First to Ascend cannot exempt him from his death-row prisoner status. Someone is clearly targeting Ding Hao—perhaps they even want him dead!"

In Zhang Dahu's eyes, requiring someone to gather all Four Great Military Merits before granting a pardon was sheer fantasy. It was simply a way to ensure Ding Hao did not survive!

"Hehe, good, good, good. Ding Hao is still a first-rank death-row prisoner, and someone at court clearly wants to screw him over!"

"Even if I kill him, I won't face any punishment. I might even earn the favor of certain powerful figures at court!"

The more Zhang Dahu thought about it, the more excited and satisfied he became. Though he had been interrupted before finding release, this news excited him even more than finishing would have.

But in the next instant, gravity returned to his eyes. "Still, the one person I must watch out for is Ding Yishan!"

"That fellow will definitely protect Ding Hao. I cannot leave behind any evidence!"

Gradually, a plan formed in Zhang Dahu's mind!

At last, he nearly snarled as he gave the order.

"Go!"

"Invite the two commanders of a thousand, Zhao Chou and Wang Tong, for me. Tell them I have an important matter to discuss with them!"

Time flew by, and another three days passed. Inside the Death Row Camp barracks.

Other than the bare necessities of eating, drinking, and relieving himself, Ding Hao had not left his wooden bed. His mind had remained focused on cultivating the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art!

Previously, three days had been enough for Ding Hao to cultivate the High-grade Martial Art Tyrant Blade Slash to the realm of major mastery.

Yet after three days now, he had only barely cultivated the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art to the first layer!

The preface of the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art stated that this method should have nine layers, but the copy Ding Yishan had obtained contained only the first four!

Fortunately, the contents of those first four layers were not incomplete!

And although Ding Hao had only cultivated the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art to the first layer, the benefits it brought left him immensely exhilarated!

There were mainly two. The first was that after cultivating the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art to the first layer, every time he circulated it, the cultivation of his qi and blood throughout his body would grow a little stronger. This was clearly visible on his character panel—his qi-and-blood value ticked upward every second!

Though it rose slowly and only by tiny amounts, it was truly increasing!

That meant that even without picking up attributes, his cultivation could still grow. Small streams made great rivers; at the very least, it was far, far better than remaining stagnant!

And once he raised the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art to higher layers in the future, the amount of qi and blood gained this way would naturally increase as well!

As for the second, aside from allowing him to raise his cultivation through practice, the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art had also helped him forge a special physique—the Heavenly Tyrant Body!

This tyrant body had virtually no weaknesses. Whether in strength, defense, speed, or other aspects, it was exceedingly formidable.

Ding Hao estimated that even if he used nothing but the Heavenly Tyrant Body, he could easily hammer a Sixth-Rank Martial Artist like Zhang Dahu to death. The other party's attacks might not even be able to break through his defense!

Of course, even against a higher Seventh-Rank Martial Artist, he felt no fear whatsoever!

Thus, though it had seemingly taken three full days just to barely cultivate the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art to the first level, Ding Hao's strength had increased severalfold!

"Mm!"

"I really want to find someone and have a battle!"

At last, blazing fighting intent rose uncontrollably in Ding Hao's eyes!

After all, over the past few days, he had successively mastered Cultivation Methods and martial arts such as the Heavenly Tyrant Body Art, Tyrant Blade Slash, Wind Treading Steps, and Golden Bell Shield.

Yet he had not fought a single real battle. It was difficult to truly judge just what level his current strength had reached!

"Perhaps I can go find Ding Yishan and ask him to arrange for some Divine Phoenix Army experts to spar with me. Those commanders of a thousand would be pretty good!"

Having been a death-row prisoner for so long, Ding Hao had long since learned much about the Divine Phoenix Army.

Ordinary soldiers generally possessed only First-Rank or Second-Rank cultivation. Above them, Squad Leaders and Platoon Leaders possessed Third-Rank or Fourth-Rank realms!

Commanders of a hundred were Fifth-Rank or Sixth-Rank, while only commanders of a thousand were Seventh-Rank and above. However, there were not many officers of that rank, and every one of them was important within the Divine Phoenix Army. He did not know whether Ding Yishan would be willing to send two of them to battle him!

Just as he was thinking this.

The gates of the Death Row Camp were opened, and the Deputy Camp Commander of the Death Row Camp walked in!

However, this fellow had clearly shed the frightened state he had been in after seeing Tyrant Blade Slash. The cold, haughty look had already returned to his face!

He strode straight to Ding Hao's bedside and said imperiously, "Ding Hao!"

"General Ding Yishan sent me to summon you. Come with me."

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