The densely packed small regular script, the extremely complicated human-shaped sword diagram, and the meridian lines marking the running route of Internal Qi--
Everything is presented clearly without any blur.
He read the entire sword art from beginning to end in his mind, word for word, sentence by sentence, page by page.
Again.
The third time.
He didn't slowly open his eyes until he was sure that every word, every picture, and every meridian route had been deeply ingrained in his mind, and nothing was missed.
In his eyes, a hint of deep thought flashed.
The master-level Sword Technique is indeed fundamentally different from the top-notch Sword Technique.
The top Sword Technique<Void-Sundering Nine Swords> is about the control and application of "Wind Momentum".
From 10% of Beginner stage, to 30% of Minor Accomplishment, to 50% of the Proficiency Realm, to 70% of Greater Accomplishment, to 100% of the Perfection Realm--
Every step is the understanding and improvement of "potential".
As for the master-level Sword Technique<Void-Sundering Sword Manual>, the core of his cultivation is no longer "power", but "Artistic Conception".
Artistic Conception, is a deeper understanding and resonance of the power of heaven and earth.
If you practice boxing, the Artistic Conception you develop is called boxing intention.
If you practice sword skills, the Artistic Conception you cultivate is called sword intention.
If you cultivate Sword Technique, the Artistic Conception you cultivate will be called Sword Intent.
<Void-Sundering Sword Manual> This master-level Sword Technique wants to Beginner stage, which is to comprehend a hint of "Wind Sword Intent" on the basis of ten percent Wind Momentum.
Fang Han stood in the courtyard, frowning slightly.
Even though his talent in swordsmanship far exceeds that of ordinary people, even though <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> has reached Perfection Realm and has 100% Wind Momentum under control, he still feels like there is a thick wall between him and the word "Artistic Conception".
Invisible and intangible.
No wonder the senior experts want to create the top Sword Technique as a transition.
If a disciple who has never been exposed to kendo were allowed to directly practice the master-level Sword Technique, I am afraid that he would not even be able to understand the first page, let alone comprehend Artistic Conception.
Even for a disciple who is quite talented in kendo and has practiced High Grade Sword Technique, if there is no top Sword Technique as a transition, the mastery of the situation cannot reach 100% Perfection Realm, and it will be extremely difficult to directly jump to "Artistic Conception".
From "potential" to "meaning", it is not only an accumulation of quantity, but also a qualitative leap.
I don't know how many amazing and talented people have been stopped by this step.
Fang Han Take a deep breath and suppress the complicated thoughts in your heart.
It's useless no matter how much you think about it, it will eventually fall on the sword.
He raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword.
"Keng--"
Cloudsplitter Sword was unsheathed, and the sword blade of Dark Cyan was shining with restrained brilliance in the sunlight.
He did not immediately use the sword move, but stood with the sword in hand, closing his eyes and concentrating.
In my mind, the thoughts of <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> slowly flowed.
It not only involves the changes in sword moves and the operation route of Internal Qi, but also involves the elaboration of "meaning" and the resonance of "meaning" to the power of heaven and earth.
A long time.
He opened his eyes.
Cloudsplitter Sword thrust out.
This sword, neither fast nor slow, follows the diagram of the first sword technique, and draws the gourd in the same way.
The tip of the sword cut through the air, leaving a faint trace.
But that's it.
There is no vision that tears apart the void, no mystery that resonates with heaven and earth.
Just a sword.
Fang Han put away his sword and frowned slightly.
No.
He adjusted his breathing and thrust again.
Still not right.
The third sword.
The fourth sword.
The fifth sword.
In the courtyard, sword light flashed.
Fang Han casts <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> over and over again.
His movements were very jerky at first.
After all, it is a brand new Sword Technique, and it is a master-level Sword Technique. The complexity of the moves and the subtle changes are far beyond those of <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> by countless times.
Every time there was a problem, he would stop, recall every detail on the map in his mind, and then try again.
Once, twice, three times...
No matter how many times he tried, his movements finally began to become smoother.
The harshness gradually subsided.
Instead, there is a kind of smoothness.
Although there are still traces of deliberateness in the smoothness, it is completely different from the initial jerkiness.
The moon rises and the night gets darker.
Fang Han never stopped.
He performed <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> over and over again, from jerky to smooth, from stumbling to coherent.
It wasn't until the night fell that he finally put away his sword and stood up.
Panting slightly, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
But those eyes were still bright.
I have become proficient in the moves.
From the initial jerkiness to the smoothness now, he has been able to perform it completely without any hesitation.
But, that's all.
He recalled the feeling just now.
The sword moves smoothly, Internal Qi operates smoothly, everything seems perfect.
But when the sword thrust out, it still only tore the air.
No Artistic Conception.
There is no mystery that resonates with heaven and earth.
"Artistic Conception..."
Fang Han whispered to himself, his voice gently drifting in the night wind.
This step is indeed extremely difficult.
Even though he has cultivated <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> to the Perfection Realm, 100% Wind Momentum is under control;
Even though his Sword Art Talent is astonishing, it is improved by Sword-Shaped Grass, with a 128-fold increase--
But facing this transformation from "potential" to "Artistic Conception", it still feels extremely difficult.
"Artistic Conception's realization cannot be achieved overnight!"
Fang Han looked calm and not impatient.
The deeper you go into martial arts practice, the more difficult it becomes.
He already understood this.
As a master-level Sword Technique, <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>'s Beginner stage is far more difficult than <Void-Sundering Nine Swords>.
From "potential" to "Artistic Conception", it is a qualitative leap.
How many amazingly talented and beautiful people have been stopped by this step?
It would be a strange thing if you could really have an epiphany after practicing for the first time.
"Take your time."
Fang Han Sheathes the sword and ends tonight's practice.
The sun rises and the moon sets, and the feeling of spring is getting stronger.
The buds of the few ancient trees in the courtyard have grown into green leaves, swaying gently in the wind.
Fang Han's life has become extremely regular.
Every morning, practice <Mystic Wind Art> first.
Then, practice <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>.
After that, it's practice <Black Tortoise True Art>.
After using Golden Flame Sacred Lotus to improve Body Tempering Talent, the physical training effect has obviously become better.
Afterwards, <Windcloud Escape> practiced.
It has been several months since this Body Movement broke through to the Proficiency Realm. Several months have passed, and this Body Movement is not far from the Perfection Realm.
As night fell, he would sit quietly, regulate his breathing, and recharge his batteries.
Day after day, as plain as water.
But Fang Han can clearly feel that he is getting stronger.
Internal Qi is growing, Sword Technique is deepening, the body is strengthening, Body Movement is improving.
The progress that can be felt every day makes him feel at ease and peaceful.
The second day of the lunar month, early morning.
The mist is like a veil, shrouding Azure Profound Mountain.
Inside No. 35 Annex, Fang Han is sitting cross-legged in Quiet Room, with the aura around him as calm as water.
There was a gentle knock on the door.
"Senior brother, the new issue of Prodigy Ranking and Martial Artist Ranking books have been delivered."
Qui Lan's voice was as respectful as ever.
Fang Han slowly opened his eyes, his eyes dim and restrained.
"Come in."
Qui Lan pushed the door open, holding a book with a faint scent of ink in both hands, placed it respectfully on the low table beside Fang Han, and then bowed and stepped back.
Fang Han picked up the book and turned to the part Prodigy Ranking.
His gaze swept from bottom to top.
The thirty-sixth position has been changed to another unfamiliar name.
His gaze continued upward.
Thirty-fifth, thirty-fourth, thirty-third...
Finally, in the fifteenth position, he saw that familiar name--
"No. 15: Fang Han (Azure Profound Sect)."
At fifteenth, he has surpassed second senior sister Yun Muyao's sixteenth.
And at one time, it improved by a full twenty-one points.
He was quite satisfied with this ranking. He closed the book, got up and walked out Quiet Room.
The early morning mist enveloped Azure Profound Mountain like a veil, and the vegetation on both sides of the mountain road was covered with crystal dewdrops, which reflected fine rays of light under the rising sun.
There were already many people gathered in front of the Rain Listening Hall.
On the second day of every month, when the new issues of Prodigy Ranking and Martial Artist Ranking are released, many disciples always come early to wait.
Today is no exception, even busier than usual.
"Coming, coming!"
Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone looked into the hall.
Several handyman disciples of the Rain Listening Hall walked out carrying several piles of newly printed books. The ink fragrance had not yet dissipated and was floating in the morning breeze.
"Give me a copy!"
"I want it too!"
Before the handyman disciples had time to put the books in place, they were surrounded by people.
The disciple who bought the book couldn't wait to open it, his eyes fell directly on the page Prodigy Ranking, and he scanned it from bottom to top.
After a moment, an uncontrollable exclamation sounded.
"The... fifteenth?!"
"Fang Han Senior Brother is the fifteenth?!"
"How is that possible? Wasn't it the thirty-sixth month last month?"
"Promoted twenty-one points at once?!"
The sounds of exclamation and discussion were like a flood that opened and swept across the entire front of the Rain Listening Hall in an instant.
When those disciples who had not yet bought the book heard this voice, they crowded in even more anxiously, eager to get the book immediately and confirm it with their own eyes.
"Let me see! Let me see!"
"Don't crowd! Don't crowd!"
In the crowd, a disciple who bought a book was surrounded in the center. The thin book in his hand seemed to be the most precious treasure in the world at this moment.
Everyone's eyes fell on the page. At the fifteenth position, five words were printed--
Fang Han(Azure Profound Sect).
"It's really the fifteenth..."
Someone murmured to himself, his voice full of disbelief.
"Senior Sister Yun is the sixteenth, isn't she now surpassed by Senior Brother Fang Han?"
"Senior Sister Yun is now the seventeenth Prodigy Ranking. Not only has she been surpassed, she has also been pushed to the seventeenth place!"
"Beginner stage more than two years, Prodigy Ranking fifteenth... This speed is simply unheard of."
Among the crowd, there were exclamations, envy, and emotions.
Those disciples who have been Beginner stage for many years have mixed feelings in their hearts at this moment.
And those disciples of Beginner stage who were in the same year as Fang Han were even speechless.
Two years ago, we were all new disciples standing on the same starting line.
Two years later, Fang Han was already the fifteenth of Prodigy Ranking, and most of them had never even set foot in the first two hundred of General Ranking.
"I am born in the same era as senior brother Fang Han. I don't know whether it is lucky or unfortunate."
Someone sighed in a low voice.
This statement speaks to the sentiments of many people.
It is an honor to have such a fellow disciple, but the unreachable gap makes people feel sad.