Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 389 Swordsmanship
After mastering the basics, the swordsmanship changed dramatically.

Gone is the previous awkwardness; instead, there is an indescribable mystery.

In Zhou Leng's eyes, the tip of the sword was no longer a sword tip, but a star.

Where the longsword moves, it leaves a trail of stars.

Thanks to the Mind-Shadow Splitting Technique, Zhou Leng's vision was filled with countless sword trajectories, with all the moves and paths clearly visible.

All problems, flaws, strengths, and weaknesses can be truly perceived and even seen.

In addition, he laid a solid foundation in basic swordsmanship at the Ancient River Sect's Innate Pavilion.

This allowed his swordsmanship to improve at an extraordinary speed.

During her break, Yin Hufeng glanced at Zhou Leng a few times.

"Ok?"

Silver Lake Wind stared in disbelief.

"His swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds in just a few hours."

"He is practicing a new sword technique."

"Treat the battlefield as a training ground, and be fearless in your heart."

"To have mastered swordsmanship so quickly, his comprehension is astonishing."

"This human is quite extraordinary..."

Yinhu Feng raised its head and looked ahead.

Most of Silverlake has been captured, with only these castles still holding out.

In the distance, demons and giant insects surged in like a tide, while forest tribes reinforcements, in small squads, continuously harassed the outer perimeter of the monster alliance.

The number of monsters is endless, and without reinforcements, we can only hold out for three or four days at most.

He then looked to his left front.

The legends are fighting there.

Yinhu Feng sighed.

He's too old and injured. Although he's still a legendary figure, his combat skills might not be as good as those of a young, newly promoted legendary.

He looked at Zhou Leng again.

Zhou Leng, who had just begun practicing swordsmanship, moved through the monster horde as if it were empty.

Under the frost sword, none can withstand a single blow.

Silver Lake Wind was certain that it was appointed by the King of Light.

Otherwise, the title of Grand Duke would not have been displayed on the Blood Jade Wall, nor would the Legendary Treasury have been opened so easily.

Currently, no one can open any of the spirits alone.

Ordinary elves couldn't sense it, but in his perception, the large ceremonial crown on Zhou Leng's head shone as brightly as a small sun.

Such ancestral favor exists only in ancient legends.

It only appears on those elven princes.

"Could it be that he will be the next King of Light? A King of Light from another race—it's absurd, but we have no other choice..."

Under a tree in the opposite forest, Lady Xiyan and Yinhufeng were gazing at the same person.

Even though Zhou Leng's face was covered by silver armor, Madam Xi Yan could still sense that familiar aura.

"As expected of my child, he is outstanding no matter where he is."

Madam Xiyan wore a motherly smile and praised Zhou Leng in her heart.

She said, "You three, kill that silver-armored swordsman."

"As ordered!"

Three innate demons were ordered to attack.

Zhou Leng was in the middle of the fight when he sensed something was wrong. He stopped, retreated, and looked ahead.

Three familiar figures rushed toward the city wall.

Zhou Leng sheathed his Frost Cry Sword, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

An acquaintance I've met once.

Those three were the ones who attacked the airport.

A crow-man messenger, a skinless sorcerer, a rusty iron general.

Several months passed, and the three of them were still at the level of lower-ranking generals.

Previously, in order to practice swordsmanship, he had suppressed his power at the True Liquid Innate level to avoid attracting too strong opponents.

Unexpectedly, three acquaintances were attracted.

Zhou Leng beckoned to the three innate demons with his finger.

General Rusty laughed heartily, while the Crowman envoy remained expressionless and removed the spear from his back.

The skinless sorcerer followed and ran.

"roll!"

General Rusty Iron shouted, and the nearby monsters and giant insects all parted.

General Rust Iron's entire body was a mixture of flesh and steel, like a human tank charging forward, exuding an indescribable oppressive force.

Three demons were about to storm the city walls.

Zhou Leng leaped out and landed outside the city wall.

"The Grand Duke..."

The Prophet's Guard was shocked and all looked down.

They saw Zhou Leng with his back to them, covering more than a hundred meters in a single step, rushing to the rusty iron general.

As Rusty Iron General threw a punch, Zhou Leng bent down and, as he passed by Rusty Iron General, reached out and grabbed his ankle, lifting him up in his hand.

Then, as if carrying a stick, he rushed towards the Crowman messenger at a speed that no one could react to.

A rusty iron general was smashed down.

boom!
The innate crow-man messenger was slammed to the ground, feathers flying everywhere. After several blows, his body was smashed into mangled flesh and sank into the mud.

The innate rusty iron general's head hit the ground, and he felt dizzy.

When he regained consciousness, his body was swung around once again, tracing a beautiful arc in mid-air.

The mental shock from the skinless sorcerer was like a pale white wind, stunning the Rusty Iron General.

Zhou Leng seemed unaffected, wielding the Rusty Iron General and smashing it onto the skinless sorcerer.

The skinless sorcerer exploded, blood splattering everywhere, and was smashed in two with a single blow.

Zhou Leng, carrying the unconscious Rusty Iron General, waved it around among the monsters.

When the left leg broke, he used the right; when the right leg broke, he used an arm. With both arms broken, he grabbed the Rusty Iron General's neck as a handle and his chest and abdomen as a sledgehammer, smashing the monster mercilessly.

Finally, after smashing the powerful flesh and steel body of the Rusty Iron General into pieces, Zhou Leng used his lightness skill to step on the monsters climbing the city wall, as if ascending a ladder, and returned to the city wall.

The members of the Prophet's Guard breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this scene from afar, Lady Xiyan's smile behind her veil grew wider and wider.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable! He's even more powerful and perfect than the Glimmering Star. He must be another Glimmering Star, he must be..."

Lady Xiyan looked at Zhou Leng with a mesmerizing gaze.

"Someone, collect all the innate magical medicines that human martial artists can use and give them to Shen Jun, so he can deliver them to our inside man among the humans, Guan Canglong."

"Madam, the innate medicine is priceless, and the funds..."

“Deduct it from the public funds of the Demon Worship Cult.”

"This……"

Suddenly, Lady Xiyan reached out and smashed the head of the Xiantian subordinate with a single palm strike, then brought her blood- and brain-stained fingers to her mouth.

A bright red, agile tongue gently licked it.

"Someone come here," Madam Xiyan said lazily.

"My subordinates will do it now."

"By the way, don't let high-ranking generals and nobles go to that elven castle, but those below that rank are fine." Lady Xiyan pointed in a direction.

"Yes."

On the castle, Zhou Leng, with over five hundred innate elves and a large amount of legendary equipment, stabilized the situation.

Zhou Leng used demonic creatures as targets to practice his swordsmanship, and his progress far exceeded his usual pace.

True liquid innate, killed with three swords.

With the innate ability to strike with the Zhenxue, the maximum is ten sword strikes.

He possesses innate bone-forging abilities, sheathes his sword and uses his palm, and will then be aided by the surrounding spirits, who will join forces to resolve the situation.

I have never encountered a muscular innate or a great innate.

The battle raged from afternoon until late at night, and the fighting continued. Zhou Leng retreated to the castle, where he rested and studied the Star Orbit Sword Technique.

When encountering difficulties, one can either look at the notes of the Bloodthirsty Tyrant, or read the electronic version of "Dongjun Miscellany", or comprehend the two parts of "Canxing Jue".

The more you see, the more you gradually learn.

The difference between Blood of Tyranny and Zhao Dongjun's notes is enormous.

The blood of tyranny is more like a kind of beastly instinct, extremely strong in a few aspects, which he can feel himself, but cannot explain in his notes.

Zhao Dongjun, on the other hand, is a martial arts sage who can clearly explain most aspects of martial arts.

The essence of the Star Trail Sword Technique is to lay the foundation for the Nineteen Swords of Star Slaying. Many of its moves are designed to help users understand the movement of stars, but they lack destructive power.

This means that only a few sword moves can be used in combat, and even if some moves are forced to be used, the effect is generally poor.

However, as Zhou Leng continued to study the Star Trail Sword, he made a new discovery.

The insights gained from the Star Trail Sword Technique are completely different from those of other martial arts.

Other external martial arts only pursue lethality.

The Star Orbit Sword Technique, on the other hand, pursues a higher realm of martial arts.

It's not that the destructive power is insufficient, but rather that one's own level of skill is not up to par.

Once one's skill level is high enough, the Star Orbit Sword Technique could very well become the number one innate sword technique.

I had never heard of this sword technique before.

I couldn't help but recall Master Song's previous comments on this sword technique: it was very interesting and intriguing, but too difficult, so I gave up on it for the time being.

"This sword technique may contain profound principles of martial arts."

"I will continue cultivating, taking it slowly..."

Outside the forest, the Mad Prince Aiden's reinforcements arrived, and then split into many small teams to hunt down the forest tribes.

Emerald Wings went straight to Lady Xiyan and showered her with flattery.

Lady Yuyan visited the Scarlet-Eyed Queen multiple times, and the two had a very good relationship, addressing each other as sisters.

Lady Xiyan could tell that Emerald Wings was a complete scoundrel, but out of respect for Crimson Eyes, she didn't bother to pursue the matter.

Emerald Wings were secretly pleased, finally free from the war.

After Rao Mingxian, Jax, Shen Jun, and others, along with Gong Futing, visited Lady Xiyan with Aiden and Mingzhu Zhihui, they continued to hunt down the forest tribes with the Flesh and Blood Chariot.

Walking along the road, Gong Futing said, "It's a pity that Madam doesn't have any news about Zhou Leng either."

Blood and Flesh Chariot: "He's quite fast; we haven't heard from him for three or four days."

"He's not dead, is he?" Shen Jun asked.

“It’s possible.” Jax and Rao Mingxian nodded in unison, exchanging a glance, both secretly wondering.

Where are his teammates?

"We can't find it either."

"Never mind, let's finish clearing out Silver Lake Town first. It's a pity, if we had a few more days, we could definitely have found more ancient tree fossils."

"Hehe, thanks to the ancient tree fossil, I was able to advance to the Innate Realm so quickly." Jax was very happy.

These people used the ancient tree fossils to improve their cultivation level, unlike Zhou Leng who mostly used them to cultivate the Star Phoenix Returning Heaven Technique.

Rao Mingxian said, "The ancient tree fossil is very strong in compressing true qi, and I am about to shake my blood."

Tu Rong exclaimed, "I'm already in the late stage of the Vitality Realm. I never imagined that I, Tu Rong, would have the opportunity to advance to the Innate Realm."

Shen Jun, who had initially paid no attention to this small-time hoodlum working for Tian Wenhu, now smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "We all have high hopes for you."

"Thank you, boss."

"Don't mention it, we're all waiting for you to advance to the Innate Realm."

Jax, who had collaborated with Tu Rong many times, was particularly happy for him and said, "When we get back to Rucheng, you have to treat us to a big meal! Who would have thought you'd be so lucky to get so many ancient tree fossils?"

Tu Rong wore a faint smile. He never expected that after such a bumpy life, when he was just an ordinary hoodlum, he would eventually have the opportunity to surpass the arrogant Tiger Brother.

Looking back now, that boss who had stood in his way like a mountain for so many years seems like nothing at all.

He clenched his fist tightly.

Finally, their day has come.

He suddenly remembered Ma Xingkong.

When he learned of Ma Xingkong's death, he was in tears and vowed to find the murderer.

However, before long, they were caught up in their busy lives and work, and by the time they remembered this incident, they had already grown up.

(End of this chapter)