Luo Zhe's Blade (3)
'Ding-dong!'
Like a drop of water falling onto the lake in my heart, instantly rippling the calm surface and gently spreading outwards.
In Luo Zhe's mind, he kept simulating the scene of wielding the sword. Each strike was like a lightning bolt with the power to destroy everything, sharp to the extreme!
However, this was not the kind of swordsmanship Luo Zhe wanted to pursue!
Rigidity cannot last!
If one constantly pursues the ultimate in strength, unleashing explosive power in every strike that far exceeds physical capabilities, how can the body withstand it in the long run?
A single drop of water contains very little power, but this tiny, inconspicuous drop, through persistent dripping over a long period, can wear through even the hardest rock.
Each strike, no matter how small, if ten, fifty, or even a hundred strikes can be delivered in a short breath, even the most sturdy scales will perish under this power!
That indescribable, tiny drop of water seemed to stir up a monstrous wave in Luo Zhe's heart. Excited, Luo Zhe stood up, his face flushed, and exclaimed, "Constant dripping wears away a stone! Constant dripping wears away a stone! That's the kind of swordsmanship!"
Luo Zhe picked up the Blood Shadow Battle Blade in his hand. He suddenly had an impulse—an impulse to practice swordsmanship!
Against the backdrop of a vast white expanse in the Dimensional Space, Luo Zhe began practicing the <Nine-Fold Thunder Blade> alone, starting with the 18 moves of the first level and progressing to the 32 moves of the third level, breaking down and practicing each move one by one.
Repeating the sword moves over and over again, the speed increased, and Luo Zhe's heart gradually became calm and undisturbed. He no longer thought about what sword technique to use next, but followed the feeling of his body, and each slash was more comfortable than ever before.
"Um?"
Luo Zhe suddenly realized that the scene he had seen in the Trial Tower had reappeared. In the Dimensional Space, objects became ethereal, and a large number of cyan threads appeared, freely wandering in the space.
Whether Luo Zhe was so engrossed in practicing his swordsmanship that he saw a humanoid figure formed from a dozen or so thin blue threads not far from him, which then began to practice its swordsmanship on its own, mimicking his movements.
Luo Zhe was amazed by what he saw, and even had the idea of competing with that kind of human-shaped creature.
His body subconsciously increased the speed of his sword swings, making each strike even faster and more unpredictable. In just two or three breaths, he unleashed more than ten strikes in succession!
As a result, the speed at which those humanoid figures wielded their swords also increased, even surpassing Luo Zhe's speed and power! Even the ethereal space trembled slightly, as if it could not withstand such terrifying power.
Gradually, Luo Zhe noticed that the swordsmanship of this human-shaped figure was similar to the swordsmanship he practiced, but there seemed to be some differences in the swinging posture, footwork, and power generation from the waist and hips. However, it was certain that the opponent's swinging speed was faster and the power was stronger.
Subconsciously, Luo Zhe began to imitate its waist and hip power generation posture, its sword swinging movements, and even its footwork and body movements.
One slash, two slashes... At first, Luo Zhe tried to count silently how many slashes he could make each second. But as time went by, Luo Zhe gradually gave up on this approach. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to each slash, carefully feeling the subtle movements caused by each strike.
The cold light, like snow, drifted and scattered in this unknown space.
Without a single distracting thought, he devoted himself entirely to practicing his swordsmanship.
Fortunately, it was in Dimensional Space. Although Luo Zhe was slashing several times, even dozens of times, every second, putting a great strain on his body, there was a sufficient supply of Universe Energy. His cells spontaneously refined into Genetic Origin Energy, which was continuously supplied to all parts of his body, keeping Luo Zhe 'Luo Zhe body in a state of high energy and allowing him to endure this period of arduous training.
At some point, the ethereal space materialized again, and the humanoid figure composed of a dozen or so thin blue threads had long since disappeared.
But Luo Zhe didn't seem to care about this, and continued to move and swing his knife!
The glint of the blade was icy cold, chilling to the bone.
The Dimensional Space remained a vast white backdrop, seemingly unchanging since time immemorial. Luo Zhe had long since lost any concept of time, knowing only to repeatedly swing his sword.
Call!
It's unclear how long this sword-wielding action lasted, but Luo Zhe's figure moved, and the Blood Shadow Battle Blade in his hand instantly transformed into streaks of cold light, faintly illuminating the entire space in an instant, even making the invisible barrier visible.
Accompanied by a faint, strange fluctuation, like a surging tide, "poof poof poof poof poof~~" an invisible air wave was generated, stirring up the sand and soil on the ground, and pressing heavily on the membrane barrier like a small sandstorm.
"Huh!?" Luo Zhe's eyes widened, he froze, and the movement of his War Blade in his hand stopped.
"It's done?"
"I actually mastered it! The sword techniques, flowing like endless waves, I actually comprehended them!" Luo Zhe's face lit up with ecstasy. His previously calm and composed state of mind was instantly shattered as he excitedly looked at the War Blade in his hand.
"Whoosh!" A streak of light flashed and disappeared in an instant, as fast as lightning and as fleeting as mist.
There was a hazy, dreamlike feeling, but in that very moment of confusion, the lightning-fast strike vanished.
"My sword-swinging speed has increased!"
As the lightning-fast slash was unleashed, Luo Zhe could feel that his muscles were still relaxed. In just a short moment, three bursts of hidden energy erupted, and after that, he returned to a relaxed state.
Triple hidden force!
When Luo Zhe mastered that seemingly endless, powerful strike, he not only improved his swordsmanship to a new level, but also gained insight into the continuous flow of physical strength. Thus, he naturally mastered the third level of the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade.
"It seems I do have a real talent for physical exertion. Each level of the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade is more difficult than the last. I only recently mastered the second level, and I never expected to have already reached the third!"
Indeed, the Nine- Nine-Fold Thunder Blade Cultivation Technique is incredibly difficult, with each level more challenging than the last! Looking across the entire world, only ' Thor ' has mastered the ninth level.
However, Luo Zhe was able to comprehend the continuous and unending Blade Intent in such a short time, which is much more difficult than mastering the third level of the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade!
After mastering the third level, his strength reached 2.8 times that of before. Given Luo Zhe's current physical attributes as Junior War General, with this 2.8-fold power burst, the force of his punch could rival that of a senior Advanced War General!
That's 2.8 times!
Keep in mind that the difference between levels is only about 2 times, and even the War God Yang Hui only has 3.6 times the physical explosive power.
Um?
When did Yang Hui, a dignified Intermediate War God, fall so low as to become such a pitiful unit of measurement? He's gotten arrogant, so arrogant.
"With the dual improvement in physical strength and swordsmanship, I no longer need to worry about not having the skills to compete with those seasoned veterans who have been around for years!" Luo Zhe had a satisfied smile on his face.
He was initially worried that, being a newcomer, he would have no advantage over the seasoned veterans in terms of either swordsmanship or fist strength, and that he would likely be badly beaten if he faced them.
Unexpectedly, by sheer chance, he was able to comprehend the meaning of the continuous sword technique by imitating the slashing motion of the humanoid figure made of fine blue threads.
"It seems that the secrets contained within these fine blue threads are greater than I imagined."