"This..."
Staring blankly at the black-robed youth, Yu Wei and Shen Yourong were speechless.
If the other party selects the category directly after determining it, that would be understandable.
Decisive and straightforward!
After all, one cannot determine the specific martial art based on the Martial Seal.
The problem is...
The other party didn't even ask the weapon spirit, and directly chose from all the weapons and martial arts!
Previously, Shen Yourong had requested the spirit to select categories.
The boy in black robes must have seen it; he couldn't possibly not have known.
"Master, why did he do that?"
Shen Yourong was completely puzzled.
In the path of spiritual practice, because of limited energy, one must inevitably have a focus.
Consequently, each person's understanding of martial arts will differ.
To master a martial art in a short time, one must have similar insights. If one rashly tries to learn a completely new style of martial art, even Divine General find it difficult to Initiation.
I don't know.
Yu Wei frowned slightly, equally puzzled, and said, "Let's wait and see. If we can find out which faction he belongs to, perhaps we'll understand."
Not far away.
Ning Chuan remained hidden in his black robes, unaware of the master and disciple's thoughts.
He picked up the Martial Seal and placed it on his forehead.
Next, the Quick Imprint Method was activated.
Less than a breath later, Ning Chuan blinked, a look of surprise flashing across his eyes, and put the Martial Seal down again.
The legacy... is complete!
The Quick Imprint Method has reached Perfect Realm, and its effects are even more powerful than Ning Chuan had imagined!
Inheritance efficiency increased a thousandfold!
If his soul hadn't surged due to the Spirit-Transforming Fruit, he probably wouldn't have been able to operate at full power and wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
A martial art of the Stars, probably only takes half a minute!
at the same time.
A barrage of notification sounds rang in Ning Chuan's mind.
"Progress increased by 60%!"
"Having accumulated enough experience and gained some insights from the Wind Rainbow Strike, I've advanced to the Perfect Realm!"
"Progress increased by 30%!"
" The Ultimate Weapon Art sensed the Perfect Realm Wind Rainbow Strike, gained some insight, and generated a sword-shaped Divine Weapon!"
A notification sound rang out.
Immediately, a sharp blue sword appeared in one of Ning Chuan's Force Aperture, gleaming with a cold light.
The Wind Rainbow Strike is a sword technique.
Seeing this, Ning Chuan secretly shook his head.
Once a person's weaponry and martial arts reach Perfect Realm, their Ultimate Weapon Art will activate, generating a corresponding Divine Weapon.
If there's no limit to the number of Divine Weapon, then it doesn't matter.
This saved him the trouble.
However, if there is an upper limit, it will be troublesome, as the weapons and martial arts passed down in the future will need to be carefully selected.
Just then, another notification sounded.
" The Ultimate Weapon Art can destroy any Divine Weapon. Do you choose Destruction?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Chuan raised his eyebrows.
A mysterious and profound feeling welled up in my heart.
With just a thought, he could shatter any Divine Weapon.
"Need not."
Ning Chuan murmured to himself, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
Since they were able to destroy their own Divine Weapon.
He no longer needs to deliberately suppress the number of Divine Weapon.
Having an upper limit is fine.
If you find a suitable weapon or martial art, simply destroy one of them.
As for the Sharpness Qi consumed during nurturing, it's just a matter of some money.
For him now, it's not a problem at all!
"Once I get back to school, I'll go to the Ten Thousand Martial Arts Pavilion. Previously, due to the similar characteristics of the Divine Weapon, there were still over two thousand Firmament- high grade weapon martial arts techniques that hadn't been passed down. By then, with three thousand Divine Weapon..."
Ning Chuan felt a surge of excitement.
A single volley of fire would send even Divine General fleeing!
Taking a deep breath, Ning Chuan calmed down.
"Focus on the assessment first, and improve your Force. The more Divine Weapon you have, the greater the consumption of a single volley!"
Thinking to himself, Ning Chuan turned to Qin Ya and asked, "Do you have any extra swords?"
The Divine Weapon of the Ultimate Weapon Art are too convenient, readily available, and powerful.
Ning Chuan do not have the custom of carrying weapons.
If it's a test of manifesting Divine Weapon.
Ning Chuan was unsure whether this would violate the rules of the artifact spirit.
Moreover, their identities were too obviously revealed.
Since the appearance of the Divine Treasury of Ten Thousand Weapons, Divine Weapon have almost become synonymous with him, and the world knows about them.
If Wu Guangzhi were to trace the source of the information, he might become suspicious.
To be on the safe side, let's use conventional weapons.
Qin Ya gently shook her head and said, "No."
Her sword broke while fighting against the flames of the Heavenly King's self-destruction.
At this moment, Yu Wei gracefully approached and said with a smile, "Sir, if you don't mind, you can use my sword, Icy Cold."
As she spoke, Yu Wei reached out her left hand and, with a sharp clang, drew the sword hanging at her waist.
A chill spread through the air.
Icy Cold, the sword lives up to its name!
She handed the sword to Ning Chuan with the hilt facing outwards.
"Thank you Palace Master Yu."
Ning Chuan reached out and took it, smiling and thanking him.
This is a woman's sword, as thin as a cicada's wing. Perhaps due to long-term wear, it has acquired a sweet and cloying fragrance, not strong, but just right, exuding the unique charm of a ripe peach.
Yu Wei said softly with a smile, "I'm glad you don't mind."
Beside her, Qin Ya gritted her teeth and muttered, "Stop talking, hurry up and pass on the martial arts; there are only three hours left."
"Please concentrate on your meditation; I will not disturb you any longer."
Yu Wei sensed the displeasure and immediately retreated to her original position.
Ning Chuan glanced at Qin Ya, smiled, and said, "The inheritance is complete; you can begin the assessment."
Then, Ning Chuan asked, "Spirit, is it possible to conduct the assessment ahead of schedule?"
"Can!"
The spirit's voice rang out.
Upon hearing this, everyone present, including Qin Ya, was taken aback.
When did Ning Chuan begin to pass down its martial arts?
He only touched her forehead with the Martial Seal!
However, the group no longer had time to think about it further.
The mechanical puppet that was fighting Ning Chuan appeared, its eyes bloodshot, holding a sharp longsword, and rushed out at high speed.
Ning Chuan stood still, calmly watching the mechanical puppet. In his dark eyes, the sun and moon rose and fell, and stars flowed, with a variety of magnificent scenes changing one after another.
A brief image flashed by.
Ning Chuan held the sword in one hand, slowly raising it to Icy Cold, the thin blade reflecting the image of his black robe.
Ugh--!
The wind howled.
The mechanical puppet moved erratically, changing its stance repeatedly, constantly maneuvering around Ning Chuan, looking for an opportunity.
Suddenly, it took a step to the side and flashed to Ning Chuan's side, intending to launch an attack.
However, before the mechanical puppet could raise its longsword, a slender woman's sword pierced the sky, its killing intent flashing, like a rainbow piercing the sun, aiming for the mechanical puppet's brow.
Ning Chuan has drawn his sword!
To be honest, the speed wasn't fast.
The Wind Chill's blade was smooth and gleamed with a cold light, but no Force swirled around it.
Ning Chuan used only his physical strength to deliver this sword strike.
But that's enough.
The timing of the sword strike was too ruthless!
The mechanical puppet couldn't dodge at all, letting the Wind Chill sword tip pierce its brow.
The four people present felt as if Ning Chuan had struck first, and then the mechanical puppet had deliberately crashed into the tip of the sword.
clang!
A spark flew.
The mechanical puppet remained motionless, but its sunken eye sockets dimmed instantly.
The control core is destroyed!
The Wind Rainbow Strike primarily relies on penetrating force.
Yu Wei and Shen Yourong's pupils suddenly contracted sharply, filled with disbelief.
Another instant kill!
Moreover, he still didn't use the Force!
Shen Yourong swallowed hard and said, "Master, his swordsmanship seems to be at the Perfect Realm?"
Although Ning Chuan did not use his Force, the artistic conception of this sword strike could not be concealed.
"It's not just a resemblance, it's Perfect Realm!"
Yu Wei nodded, her charming peach blossom eyes fixed on the black-robed youth not far away, and said, "I have a vague guess about his identity!"
As she spoke, Yu Wei's delicate body trembled slightly, clearly unsettled.
Who is it?