"Clang!!"
With a crisp sound of impact, the long sword in Fangzheng's hand spun out and fell to the ground. He himself fell back to the ground along with the huge force, gasping for breath.
"Get up and continue!"
Hearing Shi Dong's words, Fangzheng hurriedly rolled over and got up from the ground, then grabbed the long sword in his hand. The long sword made of fine steel seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds in Fangzheng's hand, but even so, Fangzheng still gritted his teeth and stared at the heavily armed Grand Knight in front of him. He thought for a moment, then quickly swung the long sword at Shi Dong's right side. But this time, Shi Dong didn't even take a look. He casually waved his hand, and Fangzheng saw the gigantic two-handed sword fly straight at him without any fanciful movements.
Facing the huge two-handed sword that was coming down at him, Fangzheng also gritted his teeth and clenched his long sword to meet the attack head-on.
As the two swords intersected, Fangzheng tried his best to grip the hilt tightly and tilted the blade in an attempt to deflect the force of the strike. As for the refined steel sword, it produced a creaking sound as it twisted to the side. Then there was another clang. The next moment, Fangzheng's hand could no longer support the force of the huge sword. He let go of his fingers, and the long sword in his hand flew back again. Fortunately, this time, Fangzheng did not fall down with the sword.
"Let's call it a day."
Shi Dong put away the huge two-handed sword and looked at Fangzheng with admiration.
"I have to say, your body is too weak … but your willpower is not bad. I've seen some idiots complain all day long after they start training, as if I'm going to kill them. You're not bad, kid. You haven't complained even once. You have a bright future ahead of you!"
"Haa … Haa … Thank … Thank you …."
Hearing Shi Dong's praise, Fangzheng wiped the sweat on his forehead and replied breathlessly. At this moment, he felt as if he couldn't even stand properly. His hands were numb, and he looked as exhausted as if he had just been fished out of a pond.
On the second day he became Shi Dong's student, Fangzheng understood what the old bishop's sympathetic gaze meant. In fact, he had been caught by Shi Dong before the sun had even risen. Then, he began running laps and practicing his swordsmanship. It was completely different from what Fangzheng had imagined. Shi Dong did not teach him any knight swordsmanship techniques. Instead, he made him practice basic swordsmanship.
Hack, slash, block, stab, flick … Fangzheng practiced these boring basic skills over and over again according to Shi Dong's orders. According to Shi Dong, the Royal Cross Swordsmanship that he himself used was already quite powerful. However, due to Fangzheng's lack of understanding of the sword, he was unable to fully unleash the power of the sword technique.
This was something Fangzheng felt deeply in agreement with. When he first fought with Shi Dong, because the other party was not familiar with this sword technique, Fangzheng was able to gain the upper hand and eventually win. But it was only that time. Since that assessment, Fangzheng had never won against Shi Dong again. Even if the other party only used the most common standard weapon to fight him, Fangzheng still felt like he was completely suppressed.
"You're really a freak, kid."
Looking at Fangzheng, who was sweating profusely, Shi Dong curled his lips.
"Generally speaking, a person with a strong will won't have a weak body, but why is your body so weak? Also, I can see that the level of power you've mastered has reached a higher level. Why can't you know how to cut people after holding a sword? "
Hearing Shi Dong's mockery, Fangzheng rolled his eyes helplessly. Indeed, he had a strong will. If he wasn't, how could he work overtime day and night? As for this body … Do you think I don't want to be stronger? My original body still had a few abdominal muscles. I should be thankful that this damned cultist didn't feel like his body had been hollowed out ….
Fangzheng was, of course, very familiar with the power system in this world, so he could understand why Shi Dong said that. On this continent, people used a kind of energy called "Astral Power". But in Fangzheng's view, this so-called "Astral Power" was basically no different from the "internal force" in wuxia novels. In fact, their classification was quite similar.
On this continent, Astral Power was divided into six levels: Beginner, Regular, Elite, Grandmaster, Legendary, and Transcendent.
Beginner professionals were a bit like the minor characters in wuxia novels. They might know a few Shaolin Long Fist or Black Tiger Steals the Heart, but that was all they could do. They mostly trained their physique, but there was no special change. The militias in this world were mostly at this level.
Regular professionals, on the other hand, were more like the disciples of some big sects. They had already cultivated internal force, which was much better than those guys who only knew one or two moves of boxing. They could use power to strengthen their bodies and exert strength beyond that of ordinary people. For example, they could jump several meters high, or run 100 meters in 10.8 seconds. These people had already mastered the use of Astral Power to enhance their physical attributes, and they could use unscientific skills such as "Golden Bell" or "Cloud Ladder".
Elite professionals could go one step further on this foundation. In fact, to judge whether a professional had the strength of an elite, one only needed to see if they could launch an attack with Astral Power. Whether it was a mage, knight, assassin, thief or any other profession, as long as they could launch an attack with Astral Power, it meant that they had surpassed ordinary warriors and become an elite.
Grandmasters, on the other hand, were even more powerful. Not only did they have great power, but they also had their own unique skills and battle techniques. For example, Great Knight Shi Dong was a grandmaster. Those who reached this level were basically the same as the leaders of the major sects in martial arts novels. Not only were they powerful, but they also had their own unique secret skills.
As for the legendary level, it was even more terrifying. The grandmaster level was barely within the scope of martial arts novels, so the existence of the legendary level had basically reached the realm of xianxia novels. It was normal for the legendary level to cause chaos and so on. Even if they were not comparable to the real gods, they were probably not far from it. It was no joke that a fight would affect a radius of a hundred miles. In fact, in this world, the real legendary powerhouses were almost equivalent to the strategic nuclear weapons of every country, and they would not easily make a move. It was also because of their existence that the continent could maintain peace.
But if that was all, it was obviously not enough. Mortals were impulsive, greedy and blind existences. Restraining them for a while did not mean that they could always be restrained. Maybe some people would try to destroy the world for revenge, or even because they fell into darkness, but in the end, all of this did not happen. The reason was that there was an extremely powerful existence above the legendary level.
Extraordinary.
If the legendary level was the pinnacle of mortals, then the existence of an extraordinary was, as the name suggested, an existence that transcended mortals. An extraordinary would never be a mortal. All extraordinary existences were the incarnations and messengers of gods or demon kings. They possessed power that surpassed mortals, and at certain times, they could even do whatever they wanted!
And it was precisely because of this that the continent could maintain its peace. Even legendary existences could not set off any waves. After all, on this continent, justice and evil were not eternal enemies. In fact, if someone tried to destroy the world, the first thing he would see might not be the punishment of the gods, but the poisonous dagger behind the demon king's back. Do you think I don't need money to develop believers? If you destroy the world, do you want me to starve to death?
That was why Shi Dong said that Fangzheng was a freak. Fangzheng's current strength was almost at the level of a mid-level elite, but his body was so weak that it seemed he had not exercised at all. For example, it was like Ling Huchong, who had lost all his internal energy, had learned how to use the Six Pulse Divine Sword, and was still shooting non-stop … .was that even possible?
Fangzheng also noticed his own shortcoming, and that was his swordsmanship. The sword was a very unfamiliar weapon to him. He had never touched such a thing in his previous life. Since his reincarnation to this world, Fangzheng had only touched a sword for less than a month. The system had allowed him to master swordsmanship techniques and knowledge, but experience was not something that could be obtained overnight. This was something that required the accumulation of time and hard work.
Fortunately, he was not completely out of ideas.
"Alright, that's all for today. Go back and rest."
Shi Dong was very satisfied with Fangzheng. Although he felt that the swordsmanship techniques that Fangzheng had mastered did not quite match his experience, on second thought, there was nothing strange about it. Swordsmanship itself required perception and IQ. As long as one was not an idiot, he could more or less grasp some of it. Besides, Sheyan had the protection of a holy spirit, so it was normal for him to have some inconceivable characteristics.
As for Fangzheng's weak physique, Shi Dong did not have any doubts about that. He only needed to look at Fangzheng's hand to know that the young man had probably held a sword for less than two months. So, the physique of a noble who was always enjoying life would naturally not be that strong.
Fangzheng wiped the sweat off his forehead and put down the sword in his hand. He turned around and left the training ground. Along the way, he saw many Temple Warriors. When they saw Fangzheng's sorry state, many of them laughed kindly.
"Hey, Fangzheng, you can't get up after being beaten up by Lord Shi Dong again?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Didn't he get up now? He still has to walk. "
"Hahaha, you're really lucky, kid. I wanted Lord Shi Dong to be my guide back then, but he didn't like me. What a pity …."
Fangzheng rolled his eyes helplessly as he looked at these guys who were taking pleasure in his misfortune.
"Since you're so sorry, do you want me to put in a good word for you in front of Lord Shi Dong?"
"Uh … .forget it …. You see, I'm already so old. You should respect the old and cherish the young …."
"Hahaha …."
Seeing the bitter smile on the unlucky guy's face, the others could not help but laugh too. The originally dull atmosphere became much more cheerful at this moment.
Fangzheng had been in the temple for no more than ten days, but he already had a good relationship with many of the people here. On one hand, it was because of Fangzheng's [Divine Guardian], so the Temple Warriors naturally had a good impression of him. On the other hand, Fangzheng was very generous. Whenever he was free, he would invite them to the tavern for a drink. A generous person would never be hated anywhere, so during this period of time, Fangzheng's impression in the hearts of the Temple Warriors kept rising.
But what made the Temple Warriors acknowledge Fangzheng was his hard work and perseverance. Great Knight Shi Dong's training was notoriously strict. Many of them had seen apprentice knights being drilled to death by him, almost as if they were being tortured. Most of them howled in pain and fell to the ground. Only a few of them persevered for a few days before giving up. But this thin young man could grit his teeth and persevere for more than ten days. It might be a matter of course for a warrior, but for a young and thin noble, it was enough to inspire awe.
After joking with the others for a while, Fangzheng left the temple. He rented a small house nearby to live in. With the guarantee of the Star Mark and the temple, it was not a difficult thing to do. Originally, Shi Dong hoped that Fangzheng could live in the temple, but Fangzheng rejected his invitation. After all, there were some things that were not suitable for him to do in the temple.
For example, now.
After returning to his room, Fangzheng sat on the chair and looked at the Dimensional Codex in front of him. In front of him, the sun was about to sink below the horizon, and night was about to fall.
Fangzheng stretched out his hand and gently flipped the codex in front of him. Then, as the codex unfolded, Fangzheng saw a strange projection emerging from the pages. From the appearance, it seemed to be a projection of Earth, but it was surrounded by countless satellites. With Earth as the core, they slowly rotated. In Fangzheng's eyes, he could clearly see the words that appeared in his eyes.
[Dimensional World] [Free World]
In Fangzheng's eyes, the [Dimensional World] was still in a gray state and could not be activated, but the [Free World] could be opened. And for this, Fangzheng was naturally very clear.
The difference between the [Free World] and the [Dimensional World] was that when Fangzheng transmigrated to the [Free World], the time in the main world would not flow. In other words, no matter how long Fangzheng stayed in that world, he would still leave when he returned. In the [Free World], not only could Fangzheng stay indefinitely, but he could also choose to leave at any time. Of course, if his life was in danger, he could also choose to forcibly leave ….
It seemed that the [Free World] was much better than the [Dimensional World], but unfortunately, the system would not leave any loopholes for Fangzheng. Although the [Free World] seemed great, it had its own limitations.
First of all, in the [Free World], Fangzheng could not obtain Dimension Points, equipment, or skills by completing missions. He could only obtain some attribute-related rewards in the [Free World]. Second, in the [Free World], Fangzheng could not use any of the skills and equipment he obtained, nor could he activate and activate the Soul Stone. It could be said that in the [Free World], Fangzheng was just an ordinary person. At most, he only had titles and basic attributes.
Not only that, in Fangzheng's eyes, the [Free World] was also divided into three categories: [Mind], [Skill], and [Body]. He had been hesitating about which world he should go to to improve himself, but after training with Shi Dong for such a long time, Fangzheng had fully understood his current shortcomings. Therefore, he quickly made a decision.
This is the place.
Looking at the [Teleportation] icon in front of him, Fangzheng took a deep breath. He stretched out his hand and clicked on the [Skill] icon. Soon, dazzling light spots appeared in front of Fangzheng again. They crisscrossed to form a pillar of light that enveloped Fangzheng.
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