The night was utterly still. The full moon, like a jade platter, drifted through the clouds, spilling pale moonlight into the room until the floor seemed plated with silver.
Chen Xiaojun sat cross-legged, and all the moonlight around him began gathering toward his body.
At that moment, he too seemed to shine, looking extraordinarily exceptional!
Wisps of moonlight and heaven and earth spiritual power entered his body through the crown of his head, from below, and with each breath through his nose.
They then flowed through his body, racing unseen through his small heavenly circulation meridians while nourishing both his meridians and his flesh.
Suddenly, he heard a crack within himself. His cultivation, which had been stalled for some time, seemed to be reborn at that instant. Level 14.
Chen Xiaojun frowned slightly. Although this advancement had come from the insights he gained after the clan tournament, it still gave him pause.
It was a little too fast. Only seven days had passed since he acquired his soul ring.
He could not quite figure it out, so he stopped dwelling on it.
Then Chen Xiaojun kept reviewing the day's matches, drawing on his second granduncle's teachings. Perhaps he could not yet reach the lofty heights of the swordsmen his second granduncle had described, but he could at least grasp a little of what he meant.
Following the habits of his work in his previous life, he summarized the day's events and everything he had gained and lost. A swordsman needed the following abilities:
1. Initiative: a swordsman needed to seize the initiative at precisely the right moment. This determined his foresight and his ability to control a battle.
2. Courage: whether the battle was internal or external, courage was indispensable. Without it, nothing could be accomplished.
3. Learning and imitation: