Attack the Weakness, Encounter the Four Blade Sect Again

Ye Wudao looked at the "leopard" before him, though he had no idea what these demonic beasts were actually called.

According to his grandmaster Qin Tianlong, he needed to personally experience the strengths and weaknesses of these beasts to learn how to break through their defenses when surrounded.

This was considered a form of training for him, which was why none of his three masters had provided him with specific information about these creatures.

"Kill!"

Ye Wudao gave a low shout and charged toward the "leopard."

"Roar!"

The Long-Claw Leopard seemed to sense Ye Wudao's killing intent; it let out a furious roar and lunged at him.

"Life-Taking Four Blades!"

Ye Wudao shouted again.

He had discovered that during such real combat, calling out the name of his martial technique subtly boosted his confidence.

Watching the "leopard" leap high into the air, he narrowed his eyes, utilized the Roaming Dragon Step to dash forward, and then slid underneath it.

Although the "leopard" had jumped high, his sliding maneuver would not affect it directly.

However, his true goal was to get beneath the beast.

Having practiced so many martial techniques, he had developed various ways to judge an enemy's weaknesses.

Basically, every martial technique had its own method for identifying vulnerabilities, and each one differed from the next.

Palm techniques, fist techniques, blade techniques, and spear techniques all utilized different attack styles, and consequently, different ways of pinpointing weaknesses.

The moment he saw the "leopard," he had already perceived its vulnerabilities.

The head and the abdomen were the primary weak points of the "leopard."

The beast's neck was hidden behind its head, and trying to bypass the head to strike the neck was unwise.

Therefore, the moment the "leopard" leaped, he reacted instantly.

The "leopard" had jumped two or three meters high; while he could reach that height, doing so would leave him suspended in mid-air, exposing his own openings.

Thus, attacking the "leopard's" soft abdomen was the best choice.

During his slide, he delivered the first blade strike, aiming for the beast's belly and pulling back hard.

The next second, a spray of foul-smelling blood splattered across his face.

Without bothering to wipe it away, he spun around and drove his heavy blade toward the "leopard's" rear.

The tip pierced the beast's excretory organ, and a third of the wide blade sank into its body.

For the third strike, he followed through, withdrew the blade from the beast's body, and executed a horizontal sweep that slammed the "leopard" heavily onto the ground.

The fourth blade was not needed; the "leopard" already lay on the ground, lifeless.

Only then did Ye Wudao wipe the blood from his face. Looking at the leopard's carcass, he muttered softly, "This first-rank demonic beast isn't as strong as the three masters made it out to be!"

He could clearly feel that he had handled both the Plum Blossom Deer and the Long-Claw Leopard with ease.

He hadn't even used the Houtian-level Four Seasons Blade Technique, relying only on the body-tempering Life-Taking Four Blades.

By simply using the Life-Taking Four Blades to observe weaknesses and then formulating an attack plan to strike them precisely, he felt he had done more than enough.

On the gentle slope, Qin Tianlong, who had been about to sit down, stopped his knees from bending and stood straight as he watched Ye Wudao finish off the Long-Claw Leopard in three strikes. He whispered in disbelief, "No way!"

"This kid, isn't he a bit ridiculously strong?"

"Based on his current combat power, could he actually go toe-to-toe with a Houtian-entry-level martial artist?"

"And looking at him, it seems he hasn't even used his full strength!"

At this moment, even he was a bit bewildered.

Ye Wudao's martial talent was beyond doubt; with his techniques cultivating automatically, he would undoubtedly become a grandmaster-level powerhouse in the future, perhaps even opening up an unprecedented path of martial arts.

However, combat talent and martial talent were two completely different things.

Merely practicing martial techniques was useless; one had to adjust in real-time based on the situation on the battlefield.

Without practical combat experience, even if one mastered a technique to perfection, it was difficult to unleash its true power.

Yet, the way Ye Wudao killed the beast was devoid of any hesitation or wasted movement, appearing more seasoned than some veterans who had spent years roaming the Rift World.

Furthermore, Ye Wudao showed no signs of fear; every strike was precise and lethal.

"So, his automatic cultivation isn't just simple practice—does it also provide experience feedback?"

"But how did he learn to quickly identify the ways to attack a beast's weaknesses during combat?"

"This isn't the kind of combat method someone with zero practical experience should be able to use."

Qin Tianlong frowned, his mind racing to analyze Ye Wudao's combat performance.

Finding weaknesses was something anyone could do; everyone knew that the throat, abdomen, and head were the weak points of these beasts.

But being able to find them did not mean one could exploit them.

Beasts are not targets that stand still waiting for you to strike.

Therefore, if you want to attack a beast's weak point, you must decide on your method of attack in your mind the very instant the beast moves.

Otherwise, you have no choice but to use brute force to deal with the beast.

The human body is not as strong as a beast's, so using brute force against them is a guaranteed disadvantage.

This was Ye Wudao's first time fighting a beast, and it was impossible for him to grasp this method of attacking an enemy's weak point during combat right away.

Thus, he was also feeling a bit stumped.

He had come this time not only to escort Ye Wudao but also to observe his actual combat performance.

He had originally intended to provide some guidance based on the shortcomings Ye Wudao displayed in battle.

Now, it seemed that Ye Wudao did not need his guidance on combat at all.

Ye Wudao even possessed the ability to fight across cultivation realms.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and as he watched Ye Wudao kill another Sharp-Mouthed Deer, he seemed to understand something.

"Martial arts! It's the martial arts!"

"He has cultivated so many martial arts, and each one can cultivate itself automatically. Their levels shouldn't be low either; they must be at least at the introductory stage."

"Every martial art contains methods for detecting weaknesses and strategies for using an opponent's vulnerabilities to dictate one's own actions during a fight."

"A single martial art might not have given him such a strong ability to find weaknesses."

"But he has cultivated over twenty martial arts. Quantitative change has led to a qualitative change, which is why he can adapt to this style of combat so quickly!"

Qin Tianlong suddenly understood the reason why Ye Wudao was so strong, and he kept muttering to himself.

Watching Ye Wudao, who had already taken down the Sharp-Mouthed Deer, he whispered, "My god! What kind of monster have I taught?"

As a newcomer fighting beasts for the first time, being able to walk through a pack of beasts unimpeded was no longer as simple as being a genius.

A prodigy?

A monster!

These two labels were perhaps more fitting for Ye Wudao.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed as he watched four people slowly approaching Ye Wudao, and he muttered, "People from the Four Blade Sect?"

Meanwhile, Ye Wudao, who was entangled with a Wild Dog on the rocky beach, also noticed that someone seemed to be approaching him from behind.

Without overthinking it, he decapitated the Wild Dog with a single slash and turned to face the four people behind him.

At first glance, he recognized the middle-aged man who had forced him off the steep slope with a blade yesterday.

Seeing that Ye Wudao had spotted him, the middle-aged man stopped sneaking forward and instead walked quickly to a position just three meters away from Ye Wudao.

He raised the large blade in his hand and snorted coldly, "Kid, I didn't expect you to survive falling from such a height yesterday!"

"You really have a lucky life!"

"What I expected even less was that you would dare to enter the Rift World to kill beasts."

He glanced at the corpse of the "dog" on the ground and sneered, "A Red-Eyed Dog? The lowest-level Tier 1 beast!"

"Kid, if it takes you this long to fight a Red-Eyed Dog, you must have just started Body Tempering!"

"Your master, Hu Lianfeng, and you are quite bold!"

"Knowing that people from my Four Blade Sect are here, he still dared to send you here to kill beasts."

"Since I didn't kill you yesterday, I'll just kill you today!"

As his voice fell, the old woman behind him said softly, "A-Tai, be careful. This kid seems to have killed a Sharp-Mouthed Deer earlier; he might not be at the introductory stage of Body Tempering."

The middle-aged man glanced at the Sharp-Mouthed Deer carcass not far away and laughed, "Sect Master, you are overthinking it."

"If he could kill a Sharp-Mouthed Deer, he wouldn't have fallen off the canyon slope yesterday!"

"This Sharp-Mouthed Deer must have been killed by someone else."