"Heavy Object Technique!"
He focused his mind and willed it into motion. In an instant, a mental image took shape in his mind: a pitch-black stone.
This was, naturally, a Moon Tribe technique, cultivated by his Soul Slave just like Frost Wind Technique.
Once the technique took effect, the heavy sword in Zhao An's hand suddenly sank. A faint black glow flowed over its surface.
Zhao An drew the sword and swung it.
Whoosh!
The heavy roar sounded as if Zhao An weren't swinging a sword at all, but a massive stone mill!
The heavy blade came crashing down, smashing a thick wooden post in the courtyard into eight pieces.
Half the blade sank into the earth, plowing a crack more than a meter long under its own momentum before Zhao An pulled it free.
The sword rang out like muffled thunder tearing through the sky, startling every blade of grass and every tree!
Heavy Object Technique was the translated name of a Moon Tribe technique. As the name suggested, it could add weight to anything he touched.
That weight could be adjusted, up to a maximum of five hundred pounds, and lasted around ten minutes.
And so, the sword in Zhao An's hand now weighed five hundred and sixty pounds!
He had only given it a casual swing, yet it had unleashed such destructive power.
Normally, even if other martial artists could lift and swing such a heavy weapon, they would inevitably struggle, severely reducing the speed and frequency of their strikes.
But Zhao An did not.
With his current body-tempering strength, bolstered by Internal Breath, swinging a sword weighing over five hundred pounds was still relatively easy. The effect on his swing speed was also acceptable.
Li Gou'er, practicing with his own sword nearby, looked at the heavy