C5 Sword Drawing Technique
C5 Sword Drawing Technique
But these ten days weren’t wasted. Lin Feng traversed on the horse in the vast land. In his previous life, Lin Feng had never experienced such hot-bloodedness. He had unknowingly improved his mind and broken through to the seventh level of the Qi Martial Stage in terms of the Martial Tao skill, and his martial technique, the Nine Waves, had also been successfully cultivated to the last layer, the ninth wave!
The current Lin Feng possessed a strength of nearly 4,250 kilograms and was incomparably powerful.
The Cloud Sea Sect was located on Cloud Sea Peak, the main peak of the Cloud Sea Mountain Range. Cloud Sea Peak was not the highest peak in the mountain, but it was a vast region. Looking from the sky above, one could see that Cloud Sea Peak was just like a city within a mountain, surrounded by the eight highest mountain peaks. It enjoyed a very favorable geological location, and on the Nine Empyreans Continent, that meant fate.
"Stop, dismount and move forward." At the foot of the mountain, two disciples who were guarding the mountain stopped Lin Feng as they coldly shouted.
Lin Feng's brows twitched as he pointed at the figure riding on the horse in front of them, "Why didn't you two stop him?"
"Humph." One of them sneered, "How dare you compare yourself to the inner court disciples? You are trash that was almost beaten to death."
So it was because of the status and strength. Lin Feng smiled. The guardian disciples of the Cloud Sea Sect were just a decoration and were also outer sect disciples like him. If there was a guest coming, they should go to inform the sect, so how would they have the power to stop others, let alone a disciple of the sect who was on the horse? They were merely servants after all.
"The weak are bullied." Lin Feng sneered. Not only did he not dismount, he threw the reins of his horse and charged forward.
"Trash, how dare you!" Both of the guards shouted out at the same time, wanting to stop him. However, Lin Feng threw out both of his fists, causing a powerful wave of energy to gush forth, directly sending them flying.
"If next time you do it again, I'll cripple your cultivation." Lin Feng charged forward swiftly on his horse. Strength spoke louder than anything. The two disciples got up, watched Lin Feng leaving, and then revealed bitter smiles. Even trash was stronger than them. No wonder they were just disciples guarding the mountain.
In the Cloud Sea Sect, most youngsters at the age of 15 or 16 were at the sixth or seventh level of the Qi Martial Stage, and that was considered as ordinary. Those at the eighth level could be viewed as outstanding. As for those at the ninth level of the Qi Martial Stage, they could be called geniuses and they were the focus of the sect. As for the martial cultivators who could step into the Spiritual Martial Stage at the age of 15 or 16, they could be considered the top geniuses in the entire Snow Moon Kingdom.
Contrary to those geniuses, if one stopped at the fifth level of the Qi Martial Stage at the age of 15, it could only be said that their aptitude was low. They could be considered to have the worst aptitude in the Cloud Sea Sect. That was why Lin Feng was called trash and laughed at by others.
The news of Lin Feng's return quickly spread among the rest of the outer sect disciples of the Cloud Sea Sect, and he, this trash, was quite famous in the Cloud Sea Sect. As he walked through the sect, Lin Feng ignored the various expressions of the crowd and headed straight for the Star Pavilion of the Cloud Sea Sect.
The Star Pavilion was a place where the Cloud Sea Sect stored cultivation techniques and battle techniques. Every day, there would be many disciples from other martial institutions visiting the Star Pavilion. Today was no exception.
"Lin Feng." A voice drifted over. Lin Feng halted his steps and turned his gaze over, only to see a sinister looking youth standing there.
"You are so lucky. You are still alive." This young man was Lin Heng, the eldest son of Lin Haoran who had previously taken Lin Feng's life.
Lin Feng glanced at Lin Heng and sneered in his heart. Lin Heng was only at the eighth level of the Qi Martial Stage. Right now, with his cultivation at the seventh level of the Qi Martial Stage, plus the Nine Waves, Lin Feng was not inferior in the slightest to his opponent. As long as he practiced one or two more sets of martial skills, he had the confidence to defeat Lin Heng.
Therefore, Lin Feng ignored Lin Heng and directly entered the Star Pavilion. He would first improve his own strength before taking revenge.
"Next time, I'll definitely kill you completely." When Lin Heng saw Lin Feng ignoring him, a sinister cold killing intent flashed across his eyes.
In front of the entrance of the Star Pavilion, an old man was casually sitting there, with a lazy look in his eyes.
"Senior." Although that was merely an old man guarding a pavilion, and was extremely inconspicuous, he was the only one guarding the most important place in the Star Pavilion. From this, it could be inferred that the old man was definitely not as simple as he seemed. Instead, he seemed so unpredictable, just like those sweeping monks in the depositary of Buddhist texts in Shaolin Temple that he had seen in some TV series in his previous life. How could Lin Feng, a man who had experienced two lives, not know about this?
The old man's lazy gaze slightly froze as he looked at Lin Feng in astonishment. He then nodded at Lin Feng and said, "Seventh level of the Qi Martial Stage, you can only choose two martial skills from the first floor of the Star Pavilion at most."
"Understood." The Star Pavilion was divided into three floors. Disciples at the Qi Martial Stage could only choose the first floor's cultivation techniques and martial skills since they did not have an Inner Court Token.
The cultivation techniques and martial skills on the first floor of the Star Pavilion were all at the Yellow Rank, but they were numerous in number. Here, he could find the most suitable cultivation technique and martial skill for himself. This was the power of the sect, and the Lin Family was no match for it.
Lin Feng did not need the cultivation arts for the time being, so he searched the bookshelf where Martial techniques were kept.
"Seven Killers Fist, killing seven people with one fist. It is suitable for cultivators with the martial soul."
"Hurricane Cut, transforming the strength of the wind into blade attacks, suitable for cultivators with the wind martial soul."
"Savage Bull Tactic, a high-grade Yellow-Rank martial arts. It is suitable for cultivators with the beast martial soul."
Lin Feng looked at the martial techniques in his hand and then put them down. His martial soul was the Dark Martial Soul, which could enhance all attributes, including the comprehension ability, so there was no limit to his cultivation. He could cultivate any kind of martial techniques, and that was the most powerful thing about the Dark Martial Soul, so he wanted to find a powerful martial technique.
"With the Clear Wind Sword Technique, the sword is like a cool breeze, light and elegant, all-pervasive, suitable for cultivators with the sword martial soul."
Lin Feng's gaze paused for a moment. He yearned for the joy and freedom of swordsmen. Therefore, he had an indescribable feeling towards swords. However, this Clear Wind Sword Technique did not seem to be what he wanted.
"Sword Drawing Arts, drawing the sword like thunder, killing with one hit. It's suitable for cultivators with the sword martial soul."
"Sword Drawing Arts." Lin Feng stopped. This Sword Drawing Arts seemed to be different from other sword techniques. Swordsmen hated the fact that it took a moment to pull out the sword, because the delay in time would affect the release of the sword, but the Sword Drawing Arts focused on drawing out the sword and killing with all its power. Once the sword was pulled out, the opponent must be dead. The strength was the most powerful the moment the sword was pulled out, and if he missed the hit, then failure was doomed.
Furthermore, the Sword Drawing Arts was not divided into several stages like other martial techniques. There was only one stage, drawing the sword and killing with one movement. Those who could achieve the pinnacle would be able to draw the sword and complete the killing.
"That’s it." Lin Feng took the Sword Drawing Arts and planned to pick a technique about flying. After all, he could not guarantee that he would be able to kill everyone with one hit. If he failed, with a good movement technique, he would be able to escape in an instant and gain more time. Moreover, being able to flying and moving in the air were the dream of every single person on Earth!
Lin Feng then chose a movement martial technique called movement of Floating Light and Flashing Shadow. When the cultivator reached the strongest stage, he would be able to move like a floating ray of light. By then, no one would be able to see his body. Only his shadow could not be seen.
Lin Feng, who had found something really good, brought the two martial techniques to the old man in charge of the pavilion to register.
"Sword Drawing Arts." The old man exclaimed and said, "Young man, this is the first time someone has chosen the Sword Drawing Arts. You have to know, others have already drawn the sword, yet you have just pulled out the sword, so it is not easy for you to be faster than others. If your speed is not fast enough, then the result is already decided. It can be said that the strength of this sword technique, if cultivated well, is very strong, but the requirement is too high. You have to be extremely fast, faster than any opponent, in order to be able to kill with one strike."
"I understand." Lin Feng knew that the old man was reminding him out of good intentions that if he wasn’t drawing the sword fast enough, not only would the cultivator using the Sword Drawing Arts not be able to draw the sword and kill the opponent, the arts would instead be counterproductive and put him in a dangerous situation.
"It's good that you know this. If you don't have the confidence, then it's best not to use it carelessly. This movement of Floating Light and Flashing Shadow is quite a good movement martial technique." The old man did not say much and helped Lin Feng register. After all, the martial techniques and arts he had picked up from the Star Pavilion must be returned within a month, so that other disciples of the sects who wished to cultivate wouldn’t be affected.
"Thank you for your guidance, senior." After Lin Feng received the martial technique, he respectfully thanked the old man.
"That’s all right." The old man smiled and nodded, "This flexible sword can usually be used as a belt, but it's not of much use to me. Take it."
"Don't thank me. I can't take it anymore. Now get lost and go to cultivate." When the old man saw that Lin Feng wanted to thank him again, he smiled and waved his hand.
Lin Feng touched his head as he placed his gratitude in his heart. Sword Drawing Arts, if it was equipped with the flexible sword that tied around his waist, then the chances of killing with a single strike when caught off guard the would be greatly increased.
Smiling and nodding at the old man, Lin Feng then left.
"I haven't seen such an interesting young man for a long time." The old man mumbled to himself, then resumed his lazy look. All the youngsters these days were focused on cultivating and improving their strength, but they were also becoming more and more impetuous. They had long forgotten about the basic etiquette.