"Tsk--!"
Fang Han Blessed the soul, with a flick of the wrist, Azure Edge Sword slashed towards the front!
Wherever the sword edge passed, a tiny vacuum crack seemed to be briefly cut into the air, causing a low sonic boom.
"<Wind Splitting Sword Technique>, Perfection Realm!"
Fang Han lowered his head and looked at the Azure Edge Sword that was buzzing in his hand. The corner of his mouth could not help but raise a slight arc.
After ten days of hard training, I finally arrived at the Perfection Realm!
He gently stroked the cold sword body, his eyes filled with joy and satisfaction.
"Wind Momentum reached ten points!"
Fang Han is carefully comprehending the current situation.
<Wind Splitting Sword Technique> After reaching Perfection Realm, the "Wind Momentum" that can be activated and controlled has suddenly increased from the previous "five points" to "ten points"!
This "ten points" is not a simple doubling, but a qualitative leap, which represents a new level of understanding and control of "wind".
If Perfection Realm "Wind Momentum" is divided into 10%, then at this moment, he has mastered 10% "Wind Momentum"!
And the power of Sword Technique has at least increased several times!
He calmed down and practiced swinging the sword again, becoming familiar with Sword Technique which reached Perfection Realm.
At the Perfection Realm level <Wind Splitting Sword Technique>, the moves have broken away from fixed routines and can be easily picked up, all with power.
The sword light flickers, sometimes like the spring breeze turning into rain, penetrating all over the place; sometimes like a hurricane passing through, destroying everything.
The use of "Wind Momentum" is even more wonderful. It can not only damage the enemy from a distance with the sword wind, but also use the wind to speed up the sword and change its trajectory, making it difficult to guard against.
"I wonder if with the Perfection Realm Sword Technique, I can get my ranking into the top 100..."
After a short while, Fang Han, who was completely familiar with the Perfection Realm Wind Splitting Sword Technique, stopped performing Sword Technique.
Compared with before Perfection Realm, the power of Wind Splitting Sword Technique was at least several times stronger. He was already eager to know whether this Perfection Realm level <Wind Splitting Sword Technique> could make him rank in the top 100.
"Whoosh!"
He mentioned Azure Edge Sword, and with a movement of his body, <Wind Shadow Step> flowed naturally, and his whole body was like a breeze, swiftly and silently passing by Forest Clearing, and galloping towards the square where General Ranking Martial Dao Stele was.
The huge General Ranking Martial Dao Stele stands in the center, glowing with a warm and mysterious jade-colored luster under the early morning sun.
The densely packed names on the monument are arranged quietly, recording the strength sequence of the Azure Profound Sect Twelve Courtyards disciples.
He walked calmly and walked straight to Martial Dao Stele.
But his arrival did not cause much commotion.
All the disciples of Twelve Courtyards add up to thousands of people. From time to time, disciples come to General Ranking for testing. The disciples who see him coming are not surprised.
"Huh--"
Fang Han took a deep breath, suppressed the waves in his heart caused by Sword Technique Perfection Realm, and his eyes instantly became calm and focused.
The Internal Qi in the initial stage of Seventh Rank in the body slowly stirred, and the aura throughout the body began to be restrained, like the calm before the storm.
"Oops!"
Azure Edge Sword suddenly unsheathed and let out a clear sword cry.
The Perfection Realm level's <Wind Splitting Sword Technique> mind flowed naturally, and the airflow around his body seemed to be invisiblely pulled and began to gather towards him silently.
He did not deliberately pursue speed and power, but completely immersed himself in the perception and control of "wind".
The blade of the sword trembled slightly, and there were ripples in the air that were difficult to detect with the naked eye. "One percent" Wind Momentum lingered around the sword body, making this Azure Edge Sword seem to have turned into an extension of the wind.
Void Splitting Gold Severing!
He shouted in his heart, and with a move of his wrist, Azure Edge Sword turned into a stream of light cyan light. It did not go straight, but with a strange arc and tremor, as if it was integrated into the trajectory of the wind, and silently but quickly moved towards the monument.
"Tsk--!"
A slight but extremely sharp sound exploded.
The moment the sword tip touched the monument, the highly condensed "Wind Momentum" exploded, causing a circle of energy ripples on the monument that was obviously more intense and wider than the last time.
The entire Martial Dao Stele's light also blazed for a moment, illuminating Fang Han's entire body for several feet.
On the monument, the name Fang Han suddenly lit up, and then the numbers representing the ranking began to beat!
One hundred and nineteen... one hundred and fifteen... one hundred and ten... one hundred and eight... one hundred and six...
The numbers jumped extremely fast, breaking through the one hundred and ten mark in an instant, and the momentum continued unabated!
Finally, under the astonished gazes of a few disciples who happened to catch a glimpse of the movement here, the number suddenly froze--
One hundred and five!
The light gradually faded, and Martial Dao Stele returned to calm.
Fang Han's name stayed at the 105th position, pushing out a disciple who was originally in this ranking.
"Hiss... One hundred and five?"
A disciple who was preparing for the test happened to see this scene and cried out.
105th, only five points away from the top 100. This is a very eye-catching ranking.
"Who is this Fang Han? A disciple of which academy? Have you never heard of it before?"
Some disciples gathered around, watching the changes in the rankings on the tablet, whispering to each other, their faces full of surprise and curiosity.
Ranked 105, there is no doubt that this is a disciple who is expected to compete for the top 100.
But what's strange is that before that, they had no impression of this person at all, and it was like the other person suddenly jumped out of the stone.
For a moment, many eyes were focused on Fang Han, who was standing with his sword put away. They were exploring, marveling, and eager to make friends.
If you can make friends with someone who has such potential in advance, it may be of great benefit in the future.
However, just when someone was about to come forward to talk, a slightly sharp voice sounded in the crowd, with a somewhat deliberately low-pitched reminder.
"He is Zi Courtyard that Fang Han. I heard that... he offended that Chu Feng Senior Brother Chu on Prodigy Ranking!"
These words were like pouring cold water into boiling oil. The expressions of those willing disciples instantly changed. The enthusiasm that had just risen in their eyes quickly cooled down and was replaced by caution and alienation.
"Senior brother Chu Feng? He actually offended senior brother Chu Feng?"
"I think about it, it's him... No wonder he has such strength, but he's also really... brave."
"Oh, what a pity... let's go, let's go."
Several people exchanged a tacit look, and then they all turned away their expressions and subconsciously stepped back a few steps to distance themselves from Fang Han, as if they were afraid of getting into any trouble.
The potential of Fang Han is indeed amazing, but after all, it has not really grown up yet.
For the sake of a potential disciple, to offend an already famous senior brother True Disciple, ranked Prodigy Ranking, the risks and benefits involved are well understood by everyone present.
That little thought of friendship was extinguished in an instant.
Fang Han listened to the discussions and changes around him, his expression did not waver at all, he was already used to it.
He raised his head and looked calmly at the ranking of "105" on the monument.
"One hundred and five... it's five places short of the top 100."
This result was both expected and a little regretful.
The power of the Perfection Realm level <Wind Splitting Sword Technique> is greatly increased, directly pushing his ranking up fourteen places, the effect is remarkable.
But in the end, he got stuck at 105, which also confirmed his previous judgment - with just Sword Technique Perfection Realm, there is still some way to get into the top 100 firmly.
"But, it doesn't matter."
Fang Han's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
"There is also a breakthrough in cultivation as a guarantee."
He stopped staying and turned around to leave the square, his back looking particularly calm and upright in the sparse flow of people.
Among the crowd, Chen Ying hid in a corner and had a panoramic view of the scene just now.
He looked at the direction Fang Han was leaving, his expression changing, and his palms sweating slightly.
In just ten days, Fang Han's ranking improved from 119th to 105th, only five rankings away from the top 100. This terrifying rate of progress hit his heart like a heavy hammer.
"It's only been ten days..."
Chen Ying's throat felt a little dry, and for the first time, he felt strongly shaken and panicked about his original choice.
"I cut ties with Song Xiang and tried to please senior brother Chu Feng... Did I really do the right thing? Fang Han's potential is simply terrifying... if he is in the future..."
He didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he could only clenched his fists hard and suppressed the uneasiness. However, the fear and regret deep in his eyes could not be completely hidden.
<Wind Splitting Sword Technique>Perfection Realm, there is no room for improvement.
In the following days, Fang Han devoted most of his time and energy to the cultivation of <Wind-Following Art>, with the goal of Seventh-rank mid stage.
Inside Room C-7, Fang Han sat cross-legged on the bed, concentrating.
It guides the light blue Internal Qi in the body, like a torrential river, flowing endlessly among the seven Acupoints that have been connected.
Based on the excellent foundation improved by Earth Heart Stone Milk, the effect brought by thirty-two times Root Bone Talent Amplification is terrifying.
Every time it circulates, the Internal Qi in the Laogong orifice grows at a speed visible to the naked eye, moving towards a full and overflowing state at a high speed.
He could clearly feel that the Laogong orifice was gradually filled with pure Internal Qi, and the feeling of bulging and filling became increasingly clear.
Time passes day by day, and the end of the month is approaching quietly.
Finally, on the early morning of the last day of the month, the sky just turned white.
The moment when the Internal Qi rushing inside Fang Han completes another cycle and surges into the Laogong orifice--
"Buzz!"
Laogong's orifice shook slightly, as if it had reached a certain critical point, and the originally full Internal Qi suddenly overflowed and could no longer hold any more.
The next moment, the overflowing Internal Qi spontaneously and violently launched an impact towards the next pass - Fengshi Acupoint point!
"Boom!"
Internal Qi The torrent hit an invisible but tough barrier, making a dull roar that only Fang Han could feel, and was blocked.
This is undoubtedly the bottleneck of Seventh-rank mid stage!
However, this barrier that would take a lot of time for ordinary Seventh Rank early stage warriors and even be possible to break through with the help of Danyao's power, appears extremely fragile in front of Fang Han's root bones that have been transformed by Earth Heart Stone Milk and increased thirty-two times.
Fang Han's mind is calm, and it continues to operate <Wind-Following Art>, guiding the majestic Internal Qi in his body, like a tide, washing away the barrier steadily and violently, wave after wave.
The bottleneck trembled violently, and tiny cracks spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.