Inside the small courtyard.
Ji Hongchen remained undisturbed by outside distractions.
He practiced his swordsmanship in the courtyard.
"Third Sword Form, Battle!"
With each swing of his sword, Ji Hongchuan's strength increased a little. He grew fiercer the longer he fought, his aura surging out of control and climbing steadily.
Battle-growing fiercer with every clash.
Every swing increased his attributes by ten percent, stacking up to forty times. Once he broke through to Soul King, he could stack it fifty times.
A full 500% boost.
With every swing, Ji Hongchen felt pressure bearing down on his body. The greater the boost, the more sharply that pressure rose.
"Hiss..."
His muscles and bones ached all over!
Ji Hongchen sucked in a sharp breath. It felt as though someone were tearing at his skin and scraping his bones with steel needles.
"Hah..."
Ji Hongchen drew a deep breath and endured the pain as he kept swinging. Only after an incense stick's worth of time, when his soul power ran dry, did he end Battle.
"Battle takes too much out of the body."
Ji Hongchen sighed.
Fortunately, his body was strong enough. Even with Battle fully activated, he could sustain a long fight without falling easily.
"Fourth Sword Form, Rebirth!"
Rebirth-life renewing without end.
A gentle strand of sword qi within him released a spark of vitality. This was not a sword of slaughter, but a sword of life. It could protect him, continuously drawing in soul power from heaven and earth to heal his injuries and replenish his soul power without end.
The path of endurance.
"The Nine Sword Forms truly live up to their reputation."
He put away Jinghong.
Ji Hongchen felt his aura strengthen a little more, his strength advancing another step.
If he comprehended all Nine Sword Forms...
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