In the forest behind the new district.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A cold gleam appeared first, followed by a spear thrust like a dragon!
It was still a simple thrust, but it brought with it a gust of wind, as though it was going to pierce through the air!
For three days, Ye Lingchen only practiced the basic movements of the spear technique. The Phoenix Spear was considered the most gorgeous spear technique. It was both real and fake, like a hundred birds dancing in the air. It was ever-changing and impossible to defend against. However, Ye Lingchen persisted in practicing the most boring movements.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely be eager to practice the spear technique and comprehend the variations of the spear technique. However, Ye Lingchen's understanding of the Phoenix Spear had reached 100%. Therefore, he was able to accurately find the best way to practice the spear technique.
This kind of spear technique could not be rushed. The more changes there were, the greater the test on the basics!
Ye Lingchen did not retract the spear after it was thrust. Instead, he maintained the posture of the thrust and stood still. His hands were straight and did not tremble at all.
Apart from the leaves falling from the sky, from afar, it seemed to have become a painting that had remained motionless since ancient times.
That must have been two hours!
The spear seemed to have become a part of Ye Lingchen's body, not moving an inch.
At that moment, the tip of the spear suddenly trembled, then soared like a dragon, stirring up the leaves in the air. It then thrust forward at lightning speed!
Along the way, more than ten leaves stuck to the tip of the spear and were finally fixed on the tree!
However, if one were to take a closer look, they would realize that the tip of the spear did not pierce through the leaves at all. The force was just right to press the leaves between the spear and the tree!
What a frightening level of control!
If some spear experts were to find out that this was achieved in just three days, they would probably vomit blood and die from embarrassment!
Ye Lingchen retracted his spear. Li Qi's figure walked over from afar and asked with a faint smile, "How's the spear technique going?"
Ye Lingchen answered calmly, "It's so-so."
"It's fine. You can't rush the training of weapons. Take it slow." Li Qi did not notice that Ye Lingchen was being humble. He comforted him, "Be it on the battlefield or in a duel, the use of weapons is indispensable. The difficulty of training it is naturally higher than using your fists and legs."
Ye Lingchen nodded, "I know."
After all, fists and legs were a part of the body, and one had innate control over them, giving them a natural advantage in cultivation. Weapons were an extension of the body, and one had to truly integrate them into one's body. Otherwise, not to mention injuring the enemy, it was very likely that the weapon would become a burden and hurt oneself.
Moreover, having a weapon and not having a weapon were definitely different. In a situation where their strength was equal, the lethality of having a weapon would definitely be higher. On the battlefield, there would be a huge gap between one with a saber and the other with bare fists.
In the past, there was a saying that soldiers could only be trained after three years of fighting.
Mastery of fist and leg techniques was the foundation of weapon cultivation.
"Let's go. The people from Xiangjiang are already here," Li Qi said.
"Alright." Ye Lingchen placed his spear diagonally on his back and walked out with Li Qi.
Li Qi reminded, "Also, you have to be careful when you get to Buff Island. The Stick Nation's leader this time should be Sung-Yoon Lee."
"He's leading the team?" Ye Lingchen looked at Li Qi in surprise. "A King Stage martial artist is leading the team."
"Hehe, in a place like Buff Island, King Stage is really nothing." Li Qi smiled, then said, "But you don't have to worry too much. No matter how crazy this guy is, he won't dare to do anything in the open. Moreover, the leader of our Chinese team is also King Stage. I'm just telling you to be on your guard. There's no need to be afraid."
Ye Lingchen curled his lips. "Tch, I'm not afraid."
"You little brat." Li Qi shook his head with a bitter smile. "You've really gotten yourself into big news this time. The entire martial arts circle is boiling over. I advise you to stop for a while."
"I won't attack unless I'm attacked." Ye Lingchen grinned. "If the Stick Nation dares to target me, I won't let them have a good time either."
"Hahaha, don't put yourself in a difficult situation. The Warrior's Department will take care of the rest for you." Li Qi laughed out loud with confidence. "I hope you can maintain this indomitable spirit. That way, you'll be able to go further."
After passing through the Martial Arts Pavilion, there was a large open space in front of them. Ye Lingchen immediately saw a burly man wearing sunglasses standing in the middle of the open space. His face was resolute and he wore a green vest like a javelin.
Beside the burly man was a helicopter.
"This kind of treatment is too generous," Ye Lingchen said in surprise. He did not expect a helicopter to be sent to pick him up.
Li Qi looked at the burly man and stopped in his tracks. "Go over by yourself."
Ye Lingchen nodded, then slowly walked toward the burly man alone. At the same time, he curiously used his Aura Divination skill.
That one glance made Ye Lingchen's footsteps stop abruptly. Even his eyes felt a stinging pain.
"This … This is …"
His pupils shrank slightly, frightened by the Qi around the burly man.
The burly man's strength was comparable to Xiang Guocheng's, but the red in the burly man's Qi was almost tangible. The red was extremely demonic, and just by looking at it, Ye Lingchen could feel the stench of blood rushing toward him.
In the Martial Arts Pavilion, many people's Qi was tinged with red. However, no one's red could compare to that burly man's. The difference was like heaven and earth!
Ye Lingchen had concluded that the red Qi was determined based on the number of people killed. To put it simply, it was murderous intent!
How many people had he killed to accumulate that much murderous intent?
Ye Lingchen took a deep breath. At that moment, he was no longer walking toward the burly man, but a homicidal maniac.
His speed involuntarily slowed down. As he approached step by step, the burly man remained motionless. Under the sunglasses, his expression could not be seen, making him look like a statue.
Just as Ye Lingchen was three meters away from the burly man, the burly man's expression finally changed. He smiled, but within that smile was a bone-piercing chill. Ye Lingchen, who was constantly paying attention to him, felt a chill run down his spine.
Thud!
The burly man moved. With one step, he crossed a distance of more than a meter, appearing directly in front of Ye Lingchen. Following that, he raised his hand and grabbed at Ye Lingchen!
His movements were extremely simple, but they carried with them the power to topple mountains and overturn seas. It was like a collapsing mountain, suffocating Ye Lingchen. Cowardice and fear assaulted Ye Lingchen's heart, giving him the illusion that there was no way out.
'This burly man … wants to kill me!'
That was Ye Lingchen's first thought. The chill in his heart had reached its peak. He forcefully suppressed that uneasiness and swept his spear out. Like a snake coming out of its hole, it drew an arc in the air from bottom to top, stabbing at the burly man's eyes!
On the spear, spiritual energy pulsed.
The burly man did not say a word. He did not retract his hand that was grabbing at Ye Lingchen, and raised his other hand to block.
Bang!
The spear was blocked by the burly man's wrist, while his other hand was already in front of Ye Lingchen!
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