Eternal Reverence
Mastering the 100 Sword Arts
A month later, Li Chen had managed to cultivate six yellow-grade, low-level sword arts into the trance stage.
This move surprised the world.
Despite being of yellow grade, low-level sword arts were the most basic form of sword arts, still containing some sword dao.
It was not difficult to cultivate a yellow low grade sword arts class to the perfection stage. But to fuse it with his own sword dao comprehension and reach the trance stage, increasing the difficulty by at least tenfold.
Those without outstanding attributes would need a month, a year, or even years to reach the trance stage for a low-grade, low-level sword art.
In the first month, Li Chen reached the trance stage for the six sword arts. In the second month it becomes seven, the third month is nine, and four months are twelve
As time passed, Li Chen's speed in comprehending sword styles became faster.
"Rest!"
A figure flashed towards the fine iron ore. As he passed through the ore, Li Chen drew out his black iron sword and slashed the ore in reverse. This blade was so fast that his naked eye could not even detect it.
This blade is much stronger than the average blade. Wound, rupture on the fine iron ore, as shards flew around.
Landing, he moved back to the horses and sheathed his sword.
Li Chen exhaled the air and thought, There are tens of thousands of sword styles. But the core belief is the same. To reach the limits of speed, skill, and strength. ”
Another month passed.
This month, Li Chen developed a total of eighteen sword arts, six more than last month.
At the same time, Li Chen's cultivation had a breakthrough and he had reached the fifth level of the Origin Realm.
But Li Chen knew that his cultivation speed was not considered fast.
Most of the prodigies in his generation had reached the fifth level of the Origin Realm. Especially Yu Wen Tian who had broken through to the sixth level of the Origin Realm, two months ago.
Bone roots became more prominent as one progressed further in the martial world.
Using his incredible perception, Li Chen could still be on par with someone whose bone roots were 4-star. But when compared to the roots of a 5-star bone, there was still quite a gap far away.
\= Hall Food Sect In \=
“Senior Yu Wen, congratulations on defeating Senior Tie Feng . ”
“Senior Tie Feng is at the eighth level of the Origin Realm, but still not a suitable opponent for Senior Yu Wen with just under a hundred moves he lost. Perhaps within a year, Senior Yu Wen could become one of the 10 prodigies of the inner sect disciples. ”
At one of the dining tables, the two inner sect disciples were eating with Yu Wen Tian while trying to curry favor with him.
Yu Wen Tian's expression remained unchanged, “It was nothing to defeat Tie Feng. He was only a third-grade inner sect disciple. ”
"Oh, right. Senior Yu Wen, have you heard of an inner sect disciple named Li Chen? I heard he had a one-year appointment with Liao Tianjun. ”
“Too exaggerate himself. '' After mentioning Li Chen, Yu Wen Tian's eyes flashed with a cold light.
He was an arrogant man, and losing to Li Chen would always be a thorn in his heart. Every time he recalled it, it would cause him to lose control.
The two of them noticed and knew Yu Wen Tian was not feeling happy. One of them started criticizing, “Indeed exaggerating. Senior Liao Tianjun was a second-rate and four-tier inner sect disciple above Li Chen. Who does he think he is? Even Senior Sword Maniac could not exceed four levels to defeat a second-rate sect disciple during his time in the Origin Realm. ”
"Arogance will be his downfall. Feng Yun Stage was not a place of mercy. ”
The two took the opportunity to insult Li Chen.
“I hope he suffers serious injuries on the Feng Yun stage. It'll be a fun spectacle. ”
He who had the roots of a 5-star bone, had great progress in cultivation.
The gap between him and Li Chen would only become bigger. In a few years time, the distance would be huge, they would never meet.
Moreover, in a few years, it would advance to the Earth Realm. Will the Earth Realm be defeated by the Origin Realm?
***
Seventh month.
Li Chen had managed to master the yellow-grade low-tier sword arts to 26.
In the eighth month, Li Chen reached the trance stage for all the yellow-grade low-tier sword arts he had redeemed.
100 Sword styles were created by 100 people. It could now be referred to as the Hundred Clans Sword Style.
At this exact moment, Li Chen felt as if a hundred people were executing their own sword style in his mind. One entity slowly grew and grew stronger.
"Rest!"
In the courtyard, Li Chen held his black iron sword and made a simple push towards the fine iron ore.
Swish!
The presence of mystical qi radiated. Li Chen's thrust was just a simple thrusting action, but it gave off a feeling of countless variations. If there was someone to fend off against Li Chen, it was likely that his opponent would be caught off guard.
Wean!
Fine fragments flew towards the spiral. A barely flawless hole appeared in the two-meter-high ore.
“The sword moves with the heart, like the heart moves with the sword. When the sword and the heart become one, there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome. ”
A flash of enlightenment appeared in Li Chen's heart.
Like those days ago, Li Chen was engrossed in this mystical thought.
During the first week of the ninth month, Li Chen began executing the Meteor Sword Style.
Li Chen thought he was having hallucinations. He felt that the Meteor Sword Style had come alive because it contained his own breath.
Just like the meteor shower, which has countless meteors. Each meteor may look the same, but their goals are all different.
Pfff pfff pfff ……
On the fine iron ore, countless streams of light pierced through the ore when many holes opened.
"Rest!"
After countless streams of light, the last ray of light appeared.
The speed of this beam of light, reached its limit. As if time had stopped.
Bam!
A pleasant shocking sound resounded as the sword pierced through the ore. Due to its extreme speed, the powder was not a flying fragment.
Everything that was blocking this blade had turned into dust.