Blood Fiend Saber Technique

The city's residents were quite happy to see the defending army win again today and repel the Xiongnu enemy forces.

The people at the border, accustomed to life and death, were safe as long as the enemy army didn't breach the city.

If the city was about to fall, they would flee with their families.

Living on the border meant their survival depended entirely on the effectiveness of the defending army.

There weren't many residents within the pass; a considerable number were from merchant caravans.

Now that the Xiongnu army was besieging the pass, the merchant caravans couldn't leave or return, so they stayed within the pass.

Back at the military camp, everyone silently finished dinner and went to rest.

After a day of fighting the enemy, they were all mentally and physically exhausted.

Sheng Huai'an was no exception. This afternoon, his saber had become so dull he had to hack from the east road of Penglai all the way to the west road. In any case, he felt incredibly awesome.

The two battalions defending the city had been at full strength when they went up the city walls. By the time the battle ended in the evening, only half of them could return alive.

One could imagine how fierce the war had been.

After lying down, Sheng Huai'an finally had some free time to check how much Slaughter Value he had gained that afternoon.

Name: Sheng Huai'an

Race: Human

Realm: Martial Disciple Mid-stage (+)

Cultivation Method: [Ferocious Ox Strength (Minor Accomplishment)]

Strength: Seven hundred jin

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Slaughter Value: 70

He had 70 points of Slaughter Value. In the morning, he had 25 points of Life Value remaining.

He had killed over thirty enemies in the afternoon but only gained 45 points of Slaughter Value.

Didn't killing one person grant one point of Life Value?

Why had it suddenly changed?

This made Sheng Huai'an utterly bewildered.

Looking at the 70 points of Life Value, a plus sign appeared after his Martial Realm, indicating he could improve his cultivation again.

Sheng Huai'an unhesitatingly added points. If he didn't improve his cultivation and strength now, he wouldn't have the chance if he died.

One-click upgrade!

Instantly, a surge of power filled his entire body, continuously strengthening his body, flesh, and bones, as if he were undergoing tempering and transformation.

At the same time, experience and memories related to cultivating Ferocious Ox Strength flooded his mind.

It was as if he had practiced Ferocious Ox Strength thousands of times; that experience and memory were deeply imprinted in his mind.

Reinforcement complete.

Name: Sheng Huai'an

Race: Human

Realm: Martial Disciple Late-stage

Cultivation Method: [Ferocious Ox Strength (Minor Accomplishment)]

Strength: 999 jin

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Slaughter Value: 30

It cost forty points of Slaughter Value to advance his cultivation to the Martial Disciple Late-stage.

"This Slaughter Value really doesn't last long." He had fought desperately all afternoon, and the Slaughter Value he gained only allowed him to advance his realm by one level.

Looking at the remaining 30 points of Slaughter Value, he could still add points to Bronze Archer, but Sheng Huai'an didn't continue to upgrade his archery skills.

He planned to save it and ask the Old Soldier for a saber technique tomorrow to improve his swordsmanship.

Otherwise, during combat, he only had brute strength, making it difficult to fight opponents of the same realm.

What will be, will be!

Although this world lacked those lovely enlightenment stars at night, and no one would inherit his over 100GB of memory.

But in this world, he had a golden finger, and he was bound to reach the pinnacle of life and see different scenery.

He wouldn't be like in his previous life, just a minion enjoying the benefits of 007.

The vast world was full of beautiful women, and he figured they wouldn't be worse than those enlightenment teachers...

With beautiful wishes, Sheng Huai'an fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Sheng Huai'an was woken up early for training.

On the frontier, the only way to survive was to become stronger.

Being abruptly woken up for training, Sheng Huai'an was still a bit unaccustomed to it.

Waking up this early for training... that was back in the day—

Back in that era of youthful aspirations.

After practicing the Ferocious Ox Strength body refinement form a few times, it was time for breakfast.

Their camp wasn't assigned to guard the city walls today, but they couldn't be idle either; they had to remain on standby within the military camp at all times.

After breakfast, Sheng Huai'an found the Old Soldier.

"Uncle!"

Sheng Huai'an rubbed his hands together with a grin.

"What is it?" the Old Soldier looked at Sheng Huai'an.

"Hehe, well, are there any saber techniques taught in the army? Could you teach me one?" Sheng Huai'an chuckled.

"Just like that? Acting like a thief," the Old Soldier gave Sheng Huai'an a look and said.

"You killed a lot of enemies yesterday. I've already reported your military merits. As long as you don't die, becoming a Captain in the future will be no problem," the Old Soldier said.

Above a Platoon Leader was a Captain, who could command fifty men. A Captain could command a hundred men.

A Captain was considered a minor general in the army, holding a ninth-rank military official position.

What the Old Soldier said about him becoming a Captain wasn't an exaggeration; with Sheng Huai'an's merits from killing enemies yesterday, being promoted to Captain was more than enough.

It was just a pity that the casualty rate for frontier soldiers was extremely high. Many soldiers died before they even had a chance to be promoted.

"Uncle, let's not talk about that for now. Teach me the saber technique first."

At this moment, Sheng Huai'an didn't care about being a Captain or anything else. He just wanted the saber technique to improve his combat power and skills.

Surviving was the most fundamental thing.

Only by living could he have the capital to discuss other matters.

"Why the rush?" the Old Soldier glared at Sheng Huai'an.

"Brother Huai'an, even if you hadn't asked, the Platoon Leader would have taught you the saber technique," Wang Wu said with a smile.

During the battle yesterday afternoon, Sheng Huai'an had strength but his saber technique was terrible; they had naturally noticed that.

"Watch closely. I'll demonstrate it for you personally," the Old Soldier drew his saber and demonstrated the saber technique for Sheng Huai'an.

Sheng Huai'an nodded happily, staring intently at the Old Soldier, afraid of missing any detail.

As the Old Soldier demonstrated, every move of the saber in his hand was incredibly sharp, forged for killing.

A layer of blood fiend energy seemed to surround the Old Soldier's saber, causing the surrounding temperature to drop. The saber in his hand was like an extension of his arm, wielded with ease.

There were eighteen forms in total. After demonstrating the entire set of saber techniques, the Old Soldier sheathed his saber and looked at Sheng Huai'an.

"How was it? Did you remember it? Do you want me to demonstrate it again?"

Sheng Huai'an nodded and said with a smile, "I've remembered it all. Thank you, Uncle."

"You really remembered it?"

Everyone looked at Sheng Huai'an.

"Yes!"

Sheng Huai'an nodded. Of course, he remembered it.

Name: Sheng Huai'an Race: Human Realm: Late Martial Disciple Cultivation Method: [Ferocious Ox Strength (Minor Accomplishment)] [Blood Fiend Saber Technique (Not Mastered) (+)] Strength: 999 jin Talent: Bronze Archer (+) Slaughter Value: 30

Seeing that the saber technique had been recorded by his golden finger and a plus sign appeared next to it, Sheng Huai'an didn't hesitate to click the plus sign.

Directly leveling up with one click, simple and fast.

Instantly, ten points of Slaughter Value disappeared, and the experience for the Blood Fiend Saber Technique surged into his mind, making Sheng Huai'an feel as if he had practiced it for two and a half years.

"Practice it once for me to see," the Old Soldier threw the saber to Sheng Huai'an.

Sheng Huai'an took the saber and drew it, immediately beginning the practice.

Uplifting Sparrow Strike, Splitting Mountains with Force, Saber Against Horse, Night Battle in All Directions, Sweeping Through Thousands of Armies, Wild Slashes... (he couldn't go on).

Sheng Huai'an skillfully performed all eighteen forms of the Blood Fiend Saber Technique.

The Old Soldier, Zhang Da Niu, Wang Wu, Li Bu San, and Li Bu Si looked at Sheng Huai'an as if he were a monster.

To reach this level after just one viewing, was this kid truly a martial arts prodigy?!

"Amazing, Brother Huai'an! You mastering it after one look is equivalent to our two and a half years of practice," Zhang Da Niu said admiringly.

"Sigh, sometimes I truly hate that heaven is unfair," Wang Wu sighed, looking at Sheng Huai'an.

Someone like Sheng Huai'an, with the appearance of a scholar, being a martial arts genius – who could they even complain to?

"Heh heh, my comprehension is just a bit better," Sheng Huai'an chuckled foolishly.

"Alright, don't get arrogant. Practice well; you've only just begun," the Old Soldier said.

"Mhm, Uncle, I know," Sheng Huai'an nodded.

Name: Sheng Huai'an

Race: Human

Realm: Late Martial Disciple

Cultivation Technique: [Ferocious Ox Strength (Minor Accomplishment)] [Blood Fiend Saber Technique (Beginner) (+)]

Strength: 999 jin

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Slaughter Value: 20

Seeing that the Blood Fiend Saber Technique could still be improved with points, Sheng Huai'an didn't hesitate to add them.

The Blood Fiend Saber Technique advanced from Beginner to Minor Accomplishment, costing 20 points of Slaughter Value.

With his Slaughter Value completely depleted, his combat power had increased another level.

Looking at his used-up Slaughter Value, Sheng Huai'an felt uneasy.

It was like someone with no savings looking at a bank card with a zero balance.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Beyond the pass, war drums sounded, and the Xiongnu army began their assault on the pass again.

Inside the military camp, Sheng Huai'an looked at the city wall, yearning to join the battle.

Without killing enemies, there was no Slaughter Value, and without Slaughter Value, he couldn't become stronger.

This made him feel very distressed.