'Speed is power.'
This was the first sentence on the front page of the Supreme Mistwind Sword.
The Supreme Mistwind Sword was a Killing technique that pursued extreme speed.
He used his sword arts to agitate the air, creating sword Qis, and then stacking them together to increase his speed. This was a technique that allowed one to use sword arts to create and control sword Qis. It required great strength, agility, reaction, and control.
The faster the sword was swung, the greater the prowess of the sword Qis. The sword Qis would strengthen the user, increasing his speed.
"The principles behind the Supreme Mistwind Sword are extremely profound. Its foundation is to use the omnipresent atmosphere to increase the speed and lethality of one's sword arts."
Huang Lin looked at the contents of the Supreme Mistwind Sword and said, "Xingjian, your talent in sword arts is unrivalled, and I've never learned the Killing technique of the Supreme Mistwind Sword before. Therefore, I can only give you some pointers in terms of pure sword arts principles. You'll still need to rely on yourself."
Saying that, Huang Lin smiled, "But I believe that if you were to cultivate on your own, you'll be able to reach great heights in this Killing technique."
Following that, Fang Xingjian began his days of practicing the Supreme Mistwind Sword every morning.
Early in the morning, he would send out a thousand waves of sword Qis at full power. From a few hundred meters away from Fang Xingjian's villa, one could see streams of huge sword Qis flying into the air along with Fang Xingjian's swings, flying out over ten meters before gradually dissipating.
Each time Fang Xingjian swung his sword to cut through the air, he could use the extreme speed of his sword to create shockwaves in the air, forming streams of sword Qis.
These streams of sword Qis slashed through the atmosphere, bringing the air currents forward and changing the atmospheric pressure. Some of the sword Qis were abnormally ferocious, while others were gentle. In the end, Fang Xingjian was able to slash out unimaginable sword Qis such as whirlwinds, tornadoes, air pillars, etc.
These were all the miraculous phenomena caused by the Supreme Mistwind Sword slashing through the air and vibrating the atmosphere. However, they were all created purely from sword Qis, allowing Fang Xingjian to rely on his unrivalled talent to continuously master them at a rapid rate.
A thousand streams of sword Qis took an hour, and Fang Xingjian also depleted all of his energy. His entire body was aching all over, and even his internal organs were in discomfort.
This was due to the Killing technique forcing the physical body, causing hidden injuries in the small blood vessels and even in the heart. Without Fang Xingjian's attributes, one would not be able to use this Killing technique. Therefore, the academy would not provide this Killing technique to ordinary students.
Killing techniques did not increase one's attributes, nor did they give any specialties. They had no effect on strengthening one's foundations. Their only use was to kill people. This was also the reason why Fang Xingjian had only learned the Supreme Mistwind Sword. Rather than splitting his attention, he might as well focus on improving this Killing technique which was most suitable for him.
After all, he didn't have much time left.
Next, he started to eat breakfast. Countless ferocious beasts had been brought by the academy's upper echelon, medicinal herbs that had been dug out from deep in the mountains, and of course, the ten Wind Eagles that the Headmaster had captured from Kirst's City Lord's house.
"Qis". Mistqis. These "Mistqis". ".
Every morning, Fang Xingjian would eat a big bowl of Wind Eagle soup and meat. The taste was extremely delicious, melting in his mouth. The silk-like texture, mixed with a fragrant taste, lingered in his mouth and esophagus.
Of course, being delicious was only one aspect. The most important thing was that these Wind Eagles were too nutritious. The Headmaster reckoned that after Fang Xingjian ate these ten Wind Eagles, his agility attribute would increase by one to two points. It would also help him recover his energy and get rid of his hidden injuries.
Of course, being delicious was only one aspect. The most important thing was that these Wind Eagles were too nutritious. The Headmaster reckoned that after Fang Xingjian finished eating these ten Wind Eagles, his agility attribute should be able to increase by 1 to 2 points. It would also help him recover his stamina and get rid of his internal injuries.
After breakfast, the two Knight instructors used their Reduced Force Fields to massage Fang Xingjian's muscles and tendons, helping him to circulate his vital energy and blood, get rid of his fatigue, and treat the injuries he had sustained from cultivating the Killing technique. Then, they started their cultivation.
This was a treatment that even the Headmaster had never received before. Many people were so envious that they were going crazy.
On the training grounds, Fang Xingjian moved about rapidly, slashing out with his sword. Each slash tore through the air, pushing the flow of air currents and creating all sorts of sword Qis. However, these sword Qis were different from the ones in the morning. These sword Qis curved, extended, and leaped about, almost as if they were chasing and circling around Fang Xingjian's body. It was as if a tempest had surrounded Fang Xingjian.
Not only did they increase Fang Xingjian's speed, but they also contained an astonishing destructive prowess. Each sword Qis brushed past the ground, leaving behind a sword mark that was several inches deep on the marble.
Next, there was medicinal cuisine and ferocious beast essence to replenish the depletion of his vital energy and blood, as well as the damage to his organs.
After that, it was practical training. Sometimes, it would be other Knight students, sometimes it would be the instructors, and sometimes it would be Huang Lin.
On the huge square, strong gales blew, surrounding Fang Xingjian's body, causing his figure to be drowned in the strong gales as he continued to flash around Huang Lin.
Huang Lin held onto his black metal longsword, not moving at all. Each time he attacked, he would send Fang Xingjian, who was flashing around him, flying away.
However, with the specialty 'Single Sword World Subjugation', Fang Xingjian's speed was too fast when he performed the Supreme Mistwind Sword. It was as if he had instantly turned into several tens of human silhouettes, riding on the strong gales and appearing again and again around Huang Lin in a flash.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Each time Fang Xingjian appeared, the two swords would clash, creating a loud sound. Then, Fang Xingjian would instantly disappear, appearing at the back of Huang Lin's head along with the strong gales, once again striking out with his sword, bringing along layers of whirlwinds.
With a loud clang, this sword was once again blocked by Huang Lin. The longsword in Fang Xingjian's hand was bent into an arc under the pressure of the two tremendous forces, and then disappeared together with Fang Xingjian in the strong gales.
Dang dang dang dang dang. A series of metallic clashing sounds rang out incessantly, and a series of sparks flashed amidst the strong gales. It was the phenomenon of their longswords continuously clashing at high speed.
In the process of performing his sword arts, Fang Xingjian only felt that the muscles and bones throughout his body were being pressured by an increasingly great force. It was the power he had unleashed, and it was also the atmospheric pressure that was surging at high speed.
His Sonido Sword Zephyr Waves circulated crazily, relieving the fatigue on his body and increasing the strength of every inch of his skin.
His Ice Age Meditation Art circulated at high speed, allowing him to continuously analyze the movement of every air current, the circulation of every inch of his muscles and bones, circulating the Supreme Mistwind Sword to its limits.
When performing Killing techniques, not only would one kill the enemy, but they would also cause damage to one's own body. It was just like how a boxer punched a sandbag, running would injure one's knees, or lifting weights could easily injure one's spine.
While Killing techniques forced the user's physical body, Waves, and mental cultivation method to injure the opponent, it was also a huge burden on the user.
Their figures continued to cross paths, and finally, with a soft bellow from Huang Lin, the Reduced Force Field burst forth, sweeping away all the strong gales in the surroundings.
Fang Xingjian came to a stop, panting lightly. In his hand, the longsword he had been practicing with today had once again broken into two. Ordinary weapons could no longer withstand the pressure from his strength.
Huang Lin's eyes shone as he looked at Fang Xingjian and said, "Xingjian, your talent is really …" He shook his head. "It's as if you've been cultivating for decades. "With each slash, the sword Qis and sword gusts make your speed increasingly faster. At the highest, it has increased your movement and attack speed by two times. If you were to cultivate the Supreme Mistwind Sword to the maximum level, given enough time, your attack speed would probably be above mine …"
"This won't do." Fang Xingjian shook his head. "I still don't have enough control. As long as I continue to perform the Supreme Mistwind Sword, it will be able to continuously increase my speed with sword Qis until I can't react, control it, or my body's attributes can't keep up. "Right now, I can only increase my speed by two times. This is far from the limits of my body. It's just that I'm not skilled enough in this sword technique."
Huang Lin stroked his chin and said, "Your talent in sword arts is outstanding enough, but your understanding of wind is limited. From now on, you might have to start thinking about this."
"Mmm." Fang Xingjian nodded. "The faster my speed, the stronger the prowess of the Supreme Mistwind Sword's sword Qis. The stronger the prowess of the sword Qis, the stronger the boost to me. Then, my speed will be faster, and my sword Qis will be stronger. "This is a sword technique that pursues speed, and at the same time, gets stronger as the battle progresses. "Physical strength, control, strength, speed … I still have too many areas to improve."
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