Chapter 8: Basic Blade Technique

Then Lu Changsheng took a deep breath and began to breathe according to the stake skill.

He always maintained a special frequency, letting his mind gradually fall into a state of emptiness.

That's right, he planned to rely on himself to practice the basic blade technique.

With his current conditions, it was impossible to obtain a blade technique manual.

If he accidentally exposed his own abnormality, it would be death.

However, even without a blade technique manual, as long as he could initiate the basic blade technique, that would be quite good.

A blade technique that could kill people was a good blade technique; after initiating the blade technique, adding one Source Energy Point to it would be enough to greatly increase the power of the blade technique, and his last short board would also be filled.

Moreover, he didn't have any intention of looking down on the basic blade technique.

Any profound blade technique manual was improved from the basic blade technique.

It could be said that the basic blade technique was the foundation of all blade users.

Only by laying a solid enough foundation could one climb the peak of martial arts step by step.

The moment Lu Changsheng decided to pick up the pig-slaughtering knife, he decided to practice the basic blade technique to perfection.

Laying a solid foundation would also have great benefits for the future.

Although he had no martial arts inheritance, he also knew roughly how to practice the basic blade technique.

"The blade is a skill for killing."

How to quickly kill the enemy was the core of the basic blade technique.

The first move, slash! From top to bottom, using momentum to suppress people.

Lu Changsheng raised the pig-slaughtering knife and slashed forward fiercely.

"Whoosh..."

Even the air made bursts of violent sonic booms.

The surrounding mist surged, and the momentum was quite amazing.

A moment later.

Lu Changsheng frowned, his face somewhat dissatisfied.

This slash looked like it had good power, but in reality, it was useless.

Most of the power had dissipated, so the movement was very amazing.

It was of no use for killing the enemy, a bit flashy.

This was clearly contrary to the blade technique's pursuit of the simplest and most efficient killing philosophy.

Lu Changsheng pondered carefully for a while and did not strike again.

Instead, he repeatedly simulated the scene of that slash in his mind.

From the timing of the strike to the posture, he thought about whether there was any room for improvement.

He had always had an advantage, which was to review after every failure, ensuring that he could improve a little bit next time, which was success.

Time passed slowly while he was reviewing.

Soon, a cup of tea's time passed.

Lu Changsheng adjusted his striking posture and slashed forward again.

"Whoosh..."

Another whistling sound came, and the surrounding mist shook.

Even the dead leaves on the ground were swept up.

It was just that the movement was a bit smaller than the last strike.

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng revealed a hint of a smile.

This time it also indirectly proved that his own practice philosophy was not wrong.

Then, he thought about the striking posture again.

He began to repeatedly correct the fine details, tireless.

A moment later.

Lu Changsheng slashed forward again.

"Sizzle..."

The movement became smaller again.

In the following time, he stood in the open space, slashing forward one blade after another.

As if he had a deep blood feud with the air in front.

Every time he struck, he would review for a moment, until the next strike's movement would become smaller again.

Time passed in Lu Changsheng's forgotten practice.

Soon it was evening, the setting sun was slanting, and the cold was getting stronger.

"Sizzle..."

Lu Changsheng gripped the pig-slaughtering knife tightly and slashed quickly.

The sound was more than double smaller than the first strike, and even the attack power had improved a bit.

The strength also became more solid.

His own striking force had not changed; it seemed that the destructive power was becoming more concentrated.

However, after half a day of practice, it also left him with a hint of doubt.

With his current Iron Skin realm strength, this slash clearly had not reached the expected power.

Lu Changsheng began to rack his brains.

Only half an hour later, there was still no clue.

He looked at the attribute modifier and did not find any traces of skills on it.

"It seems I haven't initiated the basic blade technique yet."

Just as Lu Changsheng was about to go back to rest, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck.

As an extension of the arm, the attack power of the weapon must be closely related to himself.

However, the strength of the arm was often limited; compared to the whole body, it was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Could it be...?" Lu Changsheng's eyes flashed with excitement, and then he immediately started to test it.

He leaned his upper body forward and began to mobilize the strength of his whole body, transmitting it to his right hand.

Then, he quickly raised the pig-slaughtering knife and slashed forward.

"Whoosh..."

Sonic booms came from the air again.

Even the strength had increased by a large margin.

Seeing that the test was effective, he started to practice bitterly again.

Every strike next, he mobilized the strength of his whole body, from the violent sound at the beginning to later returning to calm, and the strength became more restrained.

The progress of the blade technique was also very gratifying.

Time soon came to late at night.

The silver moon hung high, and a cold wind blew, rolling up the dead leaves on the ground.

Only the sound of Lu Changsheng's blade strikes remained in the entire courtyard, like a ghost, quite eerie.

After practicing for another hour, he put away the pig-slaughtering knife.

After a whole day of practice, his spirit was a bit exhausted.

After washing up slightly, he walked toward the bedroom and soon lay on the bed and entered dreamland.

The next three days.

Lu Changsheng had been working hard to practice the basic blade technique.

And he had practiced that slash move to a very proficient level.

However, what made him strange was that no new skills appeared in the attribute modifier.

This made him quite confused.

"Could it be that I can't practice skills? Or does the basic blade technique have flaws?"

Some guesses surged into his heart.

He was more inclined to the latter; the basic blade technique was not just this one slash move.

Next, he continued to practice sweeping and lifting.

And he practiced according to the ideas of the previous few days.

Another two days passed.

This day, early morning.

The morning sun rose, and the breeze was gentle.

Lu Changsheng stood in the open space in the center, his long black hair dancing in the air.

His eyes were cold, staring at the void in front.

Suddenly, a dead leaf fell slowly from high altitude.

At this moment, he seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and a mysterious feeling surged into his heart.

"Slash."

A bright silver light emerged from the void, passing through the dead leaf in front like lightning.

The dead leaf was directly cut into two sections, the cut was smooth and flat, and even the movement was very weak.

"Found basic blade technique, collect or not?"

Hearing the familiar prompt sound come again, Lu Changsheng's face was full of joy.

After many days of bitter practice, he finally initiated the basic blade technique.

Compared to his martial arts talent, his blade technique practice speed was much faster.

It seemed that his own skill talent was much stronger.

This could also be considered an unexpected joy.

Lu Changsheng opened the panel and saw that there was a new change in the skill column.

Skills: Basic Blade Technique (Initiated 40%)

Just initiated and reached forty percent, which was also the result of his bitter practice.

He didn't hesitate, with a thought, he clicked on the plus sign behind the basic blade technique.

"Buzz..."

As the last Source Energy Point disappeared, a mysterious fluctuation came.

Lu Changsheng seemed to be placed in a void space.

He was practicing the basic blade technique every moment.

"In the first year, you were practicing the basic blade technique with all your might, reaching the stage of minor accomplishment."

"Next, you didn't slack off, still practicing bitterly with all your might, through cold and heat, another year, you cultivated the basic blade technique to the stage of great accomplishment..."

Just then, that fluctuation stopped abruptly.

Lu Changsheng woke up instantly.

It seemed that that Source Energy Point had been exhausted.

He had a bit of realization in his heart.

Although both consumed Source Energy Points, martial arts practice was also closely related to his own talent.

This time, he only used one Source Energy Point to cultivate the basic blade technique to the stage of great accomplishment.

The consumption was much smaller than that of the Iron Cloth Shirt.

Such an abnormality made Lu Changsheng quite surprised.

This was definitely not just the difference between techniques and skills, but more likely that he had a natural affinity for blade techniques.

He, Lu Changsheng, was born to be a good seedling for using a blade.

Now that the basic blade technique had reached great accomplishment, his attack short board was also filled.

Although it was not as good as those top-level blade technique skills, it was enough for the time being.

After having a large number of Source Energy Points in the future, he would go to find more profound blade technique manuals.

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