Chapter 8: Basic Blade Technique

Then Lu Zhangsheng 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 practice the basic blade technique by himself.

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

If he accidentally exposed his own abnormality, that would be a dead end.

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

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

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

From the moment Lu Zhangsheng 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 didn't have any martial arts inheritance, he also knew roughly how to practice the basic blade technique.

"Blade, a killing skill."

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

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

Lu Zhangsheng 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 Zhangsheng frowned, his face somewhat dissatisfied.

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

Most of the power dissipated, so the movement was quite amazing.

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

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

Lu Zhangsheng pondered carefully for a while and didn't 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 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 as he reviewed.

Soon, a cup of tea's time passed.

Lu Zhangsheng adjusted his strike posture and slashed forward again.

"Whoosh..."

Another whistling sound came, and the surrounding mist shook.

Even the withered leaves on the ground were swept up.

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

Seeing this, Lu Zhangsheng revealed a faint smile.

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

Then, he thought about the strike posture again.

He repeatedly corrected the fine details, tireless.

A moment later.

Lu Zhangsheng 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 sea of blood and deep hatred with the air in front of him.

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

Time passed in Lu Zhangsheng's engrossed practice.

Soon it was evening.

The setting sun slanted west, and the cold deepened.

"Sizzle..."

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

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

The power also became more solid.

His own strike force didn't change; it seemed that the destructive power was becoming more concentrated.

However, after half a day of practice, he also had a hint of doubt.

With his Iron Skin realm strength, this strike's power clearly hadn't reached expectations.

Lu Zhangsheng began to think hard.

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

He looked at the attribute modifier and didn't find any traces of skills on it.

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

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

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

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

"Could it be...?" Lu Zhangsheng flashed a hint of excitement in his eyes, then immediately began to test it.

He leaned forward, began to mobilize the power of his whole body, and transmitted 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 power increased by a large margin.

Seeing that the test was effective, he began to practice hard again.

Every strike from then on mobilized the power of the whole body, from the violent sound at the beginning to later returning to calm, and the power became more restrained.

The progress of the blade technique was also very gratifying.

Time soon came to late night.

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

Only Lu Zhangsheng's slashing sound remained in the entire courtyard, as if he were 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 somewhat exhausted.

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

The next three days.

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

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

But 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 move of slashing.

Next, he continued to practice sweeping and lifting.

And all of them were 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 blew gently.

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

His eyes were cold, staring at the void ahead.

Suddenly, a withered 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 withered leaf ahead like lightning.

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

"Basic blade technique discovered, collect or not?"

Hearing the familiar prompt sound come again, Lu Zhangsheng was full of joy.

After many days of hard cultivation, he finally entered the basic blade technique.

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

It seemed his skill talent was much stronger.

This could also be considered an unexpected joy.

Lu Zhangsheng opened the panel and saw new changes in the skill column.

Skill: Basic Blade Technique (Entered 40%)

It reached forty percent just after entering; this was also the result of his hard cultivation.

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

"Buzz..."

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

Lu Zhangsheng seemed to be in a void space.

He was practicing the basic blade technique every moment.

"In the first year, you practiced the basic blade technique with all your might and reached the minor completion stage."

"Next, you didn't slack off, still practicing hard with all your might, through cold and heat, another year, you brought the basic blade technique to the major completion stage..."

Just then, that fluctuation stopped abruptly.

Lu Zhangsheng 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 one's own aptitude.

This time, he only used one Source Energy Point to bring the basic blade technique to the major completion stage.

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

Such an abnormality made Lu Zhangsheng quite surprised.

This was by no means just the difference between techniques and skills, but more likely that he had a natural affinity for blade techniques.

He, Lu Zhangsheng, was a good seedling for using a blade by nature.

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

Although it was not as good as those top blade technique skills, it was enough for now.

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

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 9 =====