Sparring

"Without forming an energy armor, it ultimately could not be considered mastery of the first thirty-six forms."

Cao Bing naturally knew how to cultivate the Tongtian Diagram. The Tongtian Diagram did not depend on speed, but on the rhythm of the movements. Sometimes they had to be fast, sometimes slow. Only by grasping the balance and rhythm between speed and slowness could he master the Tongtian Diagram. Thus, all Cao Bing needed to do now was try again and again until he found that rhythm.

Cao Bing had set two small goals for himself. One was to master the first thirty-six forms of the Tongtian Diagram, and the other was to obtain a better Guidance Technique.

The Guidance Technique issued by the Limitless Martial Arts' Gene Primal Energy Cultivation Method was only the most ordinary kind, offering limited help toward Cao Bing's cultivation progress.

Another three days passed.

It seemed Luo Feng had not told anyone about his imprisonment. At any rate, Cao Bing had received no news during this time.

Cao Bing calculated the timing. Today should have been the day Luo Feng went to the Limitless Martial Arts and signed an agreement with them ahead of time.

Cao Bing had read Devouring Starry Sky a long time ago. He still roughly remembered the timeline, but many of the details had become hazy.

For that reason, after crossing over all those years ago, Cao Bing had specifically compiled a timeline of the Devouring Starry Sky World. It was locked in the safe in his room.

Cao Bing had also stayed at the Limitless Martial Arts during this period, though most of his time had been spent cultivating the Tongtian Diagram and the Guidance Technique. He had neither tested his punching strength again nor practiced his saber.

Although Jiang Nian often appeared around the martial arts hall, he did not really know how much Cao Bing's strength had grown.

But today, Cao Bing felt that he could reveal part of his strength.

He could not use internal force, but he could reveal the Ten Step Fist. If anything happened, he could blame it on his parents.

When he arrived at the Limitless Martial Arts, perhaps because his home was closer, Cao Bing did not see Luo Feng.

"Uncle Li, I'd like to go up to the fourth floor."

Standing at the stairway between the third and fourth floors, Cao Bing smiled and greeted the white-haired old man guarding the entrance.

"Haha, Little Cao, no problem. Go on in. The instructor thinks highly of you." The white-haired old man smiled kindly at Cao Bing. He was extremely familiar with this young man before him. Becoming a Quasi-Warrior at such a young age, his future was limitless.

"Thank you, Uncle Li."

Cao Bing thanked him politely. Although Uncle Li was not a Martial Artist, one should still uphold the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

Upon reaching the fourth floor, Cao Bing could not help clicking his tongue.

It was indeed extravagant.

This was also Cao Bing's first time entering the fourth floor of the Limitless Martial Arts. The training equipment here was clearly a grade above that downstairs. There were all kinds of apparatuses.

He casually selected a saber from the weapon cabinet, weighed it in his hand, then put it back.

Too light.

Though only a few days had passed, Cao Bing's strength had improved at a tremendous pace. Moreover, he could already control more than ninety percent of his own power.

As a result, some sabers no longer suited his hand.

After looking through them for a while, Cao Bing finally picked out a 92-kilogram saber from the Phantom Series 2.

Unlike Luo Feng, Luo Feng had leaned more toward strength before practicing saber techniques, so a 100-kilogram saber suited him well. But Cao Bing's Flame Splitting Saber placed greater emphasis on speed, making the 92-kilogram Phantom Battle Blades more suitable for him.

As for a shield,

The Flame Splitting Saber was not meant to be used with a shield. That would affect his speed too much and simply did not suit it.

Cao Bing gripped the saber tightly, flicked his wrist lightly, and spun out a flourish.

"Not bad. It fits my hand well."

Cao Bing smiled faintly as he continuously performed the Flame Splitting Saber. His blade flashed like lightning, as though it would split flames in two.

Before long, Cao Bing heard voices from the stairway.

Looking up, he saw that it was indeed Luo Feng coming upstairs.

"Brother Cao!" Luo Feng was clearly startled when he saw Cao Bing.

Then, on second thought, it made sense. Cao Bing had become a Quasi-Warrior alongside him. Since he could come to the fourth floor, Cao Bing naturally could as well.

"Luo Feng, long time no see." Cao Bing smiled.

"Long time no see. I didn't expect you to be here this early too, Brother Cao." Luo Feng greeted him somewhat awkwardly.

"Isn't the practical combat assessment less than a month away? Practicing more will give us a better chance. I don't want to get eaten by monsters then." Cao Bing spoke half-jokingly.

"You're right, Brother Cao. I'm worried about that too!" Seeing this, Luo Feng followed Cao Bing's lead and continued the conversation.

"Then shall we? Let's spar a little." Cao Bing invited Luo Feng.

To be honest, he really had never fought Luo Feng before. He still had no idea how large the gap between them was, so Cao Bing very much wanted to test himself against him now.

Luo Feng was also eager to give it a try.

"Then please go easy on me, Brother Cao!" Luo Feng said with a smile. As he spoke, he selected a suitable saber and a Hexagonal Shield from the weapon cabinet.

"Come!" Cao Bing flicked his saber in a flourish, his gaze fixed tightly on Luo Feng's eyes. The blood in his body instantly began to boil.

"Fight!"

With the two roaring at once,

Luo Feng and Cao Bing collided in an instant, their two sabers flying up and down.

Good grief. Luo Feng's strength after awakening really isn't a joke. In such a short time, his physical strength has already surpassed mine. A sharp light flashed in Cao Bing's eyes.

That single exchange had already numbed the web between Cao Bing's thumb and forefinger.

"Brother Cao, what saber skills!" Luo Feng praised, quickly retreating half a step.

Cao Bing's blade was too fast—so fast that even Luo Feng's reaction speed had nearly failed to keep up. If he had not blocked it with his shield just now, half of Luo Feng's arm would already have been cut off.

"Again!"

Cao Bing shouted and charged forward once more, the saber in his hand half a step faster than before.

How could Luo Feng dare be careless? With the Blood Shadow Saber and Hexagonal Shield, he defended so tightly that not even water could slip through. With Luo Feng's solid foundation, even Cao Bing's Flame Splitting Saber could not break through for the moment.

For a time, neither could gain the upper hand.

But Cao Bing did not care about that. Since he had finally found someone to spar with, naturally he had to fight to his heart's content.

The saber in his hand kept changing,

Sweep, chop, parry, shave, skim, press, slash, thrust.

A rain-like barrage of attacks crashed down upon Luo Feng, leaving him not even a moment to catch his breath.

Just as the two were fully engrossed in their fight, a figure had somehow appeared outside the Martial Arts Arena.

Facing Cao Bing's storm-like assault, Luo Feng knew that prolonged defense would inevitably lead to defeat. Yet he could not find an opening to counterattack.

In the end, Luo Feng clenched his teeth and simply hurled the shield in his hand like a hidden weapon.

Seeing Luo Feng act so decisively, Cao Bing hurriedly dodged aside. At the same time, Luo Feng's saber swept toward him.

"Good!" Cao Bing shouted. His body had already turned into a blur as he knocked the shield away with one slash, while his waist narrowly brushed past the tip of Luo Feng's blade to evade the strike.

"Good!"