Eternal Sword

Chapter 38 Extreme Realm
The room was crowded with people, and the fire was burning brightly, producing steam.

Chen Tang felt a little hot, so he went outside to get some fresh air.

When the cold wind blows, my pores open and I suddenly feel refreshed.

Chen Tang picked up a wooden stick in the yard and practiced the eight basic sword techniques over and over again, trying to become as familiar with them as possible.

No matter how well he practices the Subduing Tiger Fist, even if he cultivates it to the point of having bronze skin, he is still a body of flesh and blood and cannot catch a blade with his bare hands.

The so-called "the knife passes without leaving any mark" is only when the opponent does not exert any force.

If the opponent chops at him with all his strength and he cannot dodge, he will still bleed and be injured.

Mastering a weapon as soon as possible can also help you better defend yourself.

Mei Yingxue didn't stay long before she got up and said goodbye.

When he arrived at the yard and saw Chen Tang using a stick as a knife and waving in the air, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Even though he encountered such difficulties and suffered such a disaster, he still did not give up and was still thinking about practicing martial arts.

I wonder how much higher his willpower and determination to practice martial arts are than mine.

But this sword technique looks so simple, what’s the use even if you practice it for a few years?

Moreover, his body...

I asked my father to teach him the family tradition of Plum Blossom Posture, which might help him to improve his health.

It would be a blessing if we could recover to 50% or 60% of the previous level.

Mei Yingxue was weighed down with worries. She nodded and smiled at Chen Tang, then said goodbye and left.

The fat old man failed to show off just now, and was instead killed instantly by Chen Tang's words. He was still sulking in the house.

Qing Mu saw Mei Yingxue off and returned to the house.

Zhiwei stood in the yard, watching Chen Tang practicing swordsmanship with sparkling eyes, seeming to be very interested.

"Want to practice martial arts?"

Chen Tang noticed Zhiwei's expression and said with a smile: "First, you should heal your wounds, take care of your body, eat well and gain weight. Then you can practice martial arts after you have a solid foundation."

Zhiwei had a lot of new and old wounds on his body. He had not had enough food for years, and he was skinny and weak. Now he couldn't even work, let alone practice martial arts.

"Ah."

Zhiwei nodded vigorously.

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Zhiwei looked hesitant, lowered his head and hesitated for a long time before looking up and saying, "Brother Atang, I actually know a sword technique. Do you want to learn it? I can teach you."

"Oh?"

Chen Tang looked at Zhiwei's serious and tangled expression, and found it funny in his heart. He asked, "You were separated from your family when you were young. Where did you learn swordsmanship?"

Zhiwei looked confused and thought for a long time before saying, "I hadn't gotten lost at that time. I saw a man at home. I can't remember what he looked like, but I remember that he had a very kind smile and played with me for a long time with a pair of chopsticks."

"Later, when I was having dinner with my family, I was playing with the chopsticks, just like the man was playing with me. When my mother saw it, she was horrified and asked me where I learned this sword technique."

“That’s when I realized that it was actually a sword technique.”

Chen Tang was not originally interested in the sword technique that Zhiwei mentioned.

But after hearing this, a hint of curiosity arose.

Zhiwei said: "Although I have been wandering all these years, whenever I have free time, I will find a branch and play with it for a while. I can't remember the man, but I still remember this sword technique clearly."

"Come, let me see what your swordsmanship is like."

Chen Tang said with a smile, picking up a branch in the yard and handing it to Zhiwei.

I have nothing to do, so I might as well just play with Zhiwei and relax.

Zhiwei held a branch in his hand, across his chest, and posed.

"Not bad, not bad."

Chen Tang nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "Holding a sword in hand, he is indeed extraordinary."

Zhiwei heard that Chen Tang was teasing her and started laughing too.

"You make your move." Chen Tang waited for a long time, but Zhiwei was still standing there motionless, so he couldn't help but urge her.

Zhiwei blushed and said, "Brother Atang, I don't know how to attack. This sword technique can only be used for defense."

"Haha, that's easy, I'll attack. Be careful!"

Chen Tang chuckled, also picked up a branch, and slowly chopped it down towards Zhiwei's head according to the basic sword technique.

He was afraid of hurting Zhiwei, so his attack was neither fast nor powerful.

Zhiwei remained motionless.

Just when Chen Tang's branch was about to hit his face, Zhiwei took a sideways step, tilted his body slightly, turned his wrist, and used the branch in his hand to block the branch in front of him and moved it to the side!
Chen Tang felt that the branch in his hand was somewhat out of control and flew to the side.

"what?"

Chen Tang looked surprised.

The power transmitted by Zhiwei's sword was actually a bit greater than he had imagined!
More importantly, after he retracted the branch, he recalled Zhiwei's sword technique just now, and felt that he had no idea where to start and was unable to make any move!

No matter from what angle he attacked, whether it was chopping, slashing, stabbing, hanging, lifting, wiping, tapping, or entanglement, it seemed that he would be able to be deflected and blocked by Zhiwei's sword.

For a moment, Chen Tang stood there in a daze.

"Your sword technique is indeed quite interesting."

After a while, Chen Tang came back to his senses and exclaimed in admiration.

"Brother Atang, let me teach you."

Zhiwei was delighted to receive Chen Tang's approval, and practiced this sword technique several times until Chen Tang had memorized it completely.

Chen Tang practiced for a while, left home, and headed straight for the Three Thousand Snow Ridges.

This trip down the mountain was purely accidental.

He had revenge in mind, but he did not act rashly to cause trouble for Cui Zhao.

According to Li Junqing and Mei Yingxue, he should be above the ninth rank in strength and has a great chance of winning against Cui Zhao.

But after all, there are some discrepancies between what the mountain guest said and what he said. Chen Tang plans to go up to the snow mountain to find out, and take the bow and sword from the snow mountain with him.

If you are really at the ninth level and want to break through the realm, you have to practice bone-strengthening techniques.

Returning to the Three Thousand Snow Ridges again, Chen Tang was already familiar with the route.

Before dark, we had reached the top of the snow-capped mountain and met the mountain guest again.

Xuetuaner pounced on him and kept roaring at him, as if blaming him for why he took so long to come back after going down the mountain.

"There was an accident when I went down the mountain, so I went back to Changze County."

Chen Tang looked at the mountain guest and asked, "Senior, I asked two people at the foot of the mountain, and they both said that my current cultivation level is above the ninth rank, and I have cultivated to the bronze skin realm."

"During this period, I did feel a bottleneck, and my strength increased very slowly."

Shan Zhongke said: "According to Qianguo's standards, you are indeed above the ninth rank, but you have not yet reached my standards for you."

"Nanxia is divided by realm, and Qianguo is divided by grade, which are similar. Each grade in Qianguo is divided into two levels, upper and lower, but in fact, there is a third realm, called the extreme realm."

Chen Tang was puzzled: "Extreme realm?"

Shan Zhongke explained: "You can divide the nine levels into minor success, major success and perfection. The extreme level corresponds to perfection."

Chen Tang suddenly realized, and then asked: "Then why was it only divided into upper and lower in the beginning, and not divided into small success, great success, and perfection?"

"Because the state of perfection is too difficult to cultivate."

The guest in the mountain said: "If a normal person wastes too much time in order to achieve perfection in cultivation, it will be more trouble than it gains."

"You have an opportunity, a certificate for entering the trance, and tiger milk, ginseng, and monkey wine. If you can't cultivate to the highest level, it would be a waste of these treasures and your talent."

Chen Tang seemed to be thinking about something, and then asked, "What are the characteristics or signs of the ninth level?"

The guest in the mountain said: "The corresponding values ​​for the ninth and eighth rank are bronze skin and iron bones respectively. But if one cultivates to the extreme, he will transform again and cultivate ice skin and jade bones!"

"On the surface, your skin is no different from that of an ordinary person, or even whiter and as delicate as a baby's. There is no sign of any martial arts training. But in fact, this is the ultimate state, the perfect level of returning to nature."

(End of this chapter)