Fifteen days later, Kling increased the number of times he drew his sword from ten thousand to a hundred thousand. At this time, Adrian's demonstration at noon had stopped. Another half a month passed, and Kling directly increased the number of times he drew his sword to five hundred thousand, then one million, two million, three million …
Three months passed, and a short figure stood on a reef by the shore of Stone Island.
"Rumble ~ ~ ~ ~"
Like a fighter jet flying across the sky, the rumbling sounds continued. Kling was carrying a tortoise shell on his back. One of his hands seemed to have disappeared, and the other hand was holding the scabbard, hanging by his side.
"Faster!"
"Faster for me!"
Although he had a very strong Ki and could recover when his muscles were slightly tired, at such a high intensity, he was exerting his strength without caring about anything else. Even if his body had a very strong Ki, the recovery could not keep up with the consumption. At this moment, Kling felt that his arm, which was wielding the sword, was extremely sore. It was so heavy that it felt like his arm was a mountain.
"No, I have to be faster. I can still unleash my strength faster!" Kling gritted his teeth and forced himself to continue drawing his sword. His hand was getting weaker, but a strong willpower allowed him to draw his sword again and again.
The rumbling sounds like a fighter jet flying past became softer and softer, and finally turned into a whistling sound. Kling's movements of drawing and sheathing his sword became slower and slower. Even his eyes began to lose focus. His entire body sank into a muddled state. There was only one thought in his mind — draw and sheathe the sword. Faster, faster!
But his movements of drawing his sword were still slowing down.
The sea breeze was exceptionally strong. What Kling did not realize was that because his arm was as heavy as a mountain, the resistance of the sea breeze, which he had ignored because of his great strength, was exceptionally strong at this moment. Under the resistance of the strong sea breeze, although his brain had stopped thinking and analyzing, when he drew his sword, his arm naturally looked for the easiest way to draw his sword. Unknowingly, his swordsmanship became a little more agile.
Time passed second by second. Kling's sword became slower and slower, but the trajectory became more natural. It was as if it was not a sword, but a falling leaf, a dancing wisp of smoke, or a light breeze.
That's right. At this moment, his sword had already begun to drill into the gaps in the wind and move forward.
"This is …" Sun Wuben was in Clint ''s body. He had considered that if he always took action, Clint would have someone to rely on and would never be able to stop drinking milk. It would be very difficult for Clint to grow quickly. Therefore, in the past two years, other than occasionally coming out to control Clint''s body to ensure that his control of this body was not rusty, Sun Wuben had left 90% of the time to Clint ''s cultivation.
Furthermore, Sun Wuben basically remained silent when it came to cultivation. He let Kling explore and experiment on his own. This included when Kling had come here to learn the Sword-Drawing Technique. Sun Wuben had only guided Kling's thoughts four months ago and then remained silent.
"Supreme Freedom Technique!"
Sun Wuben felt Kling's sword drawing and sheathing action at this time and was extremely shocked in his heart.
"Kling, this brat, the hand that he is using to draw and sheathe the sword has barely entered the realm similar to Supreme Freedom Technique. Although it is only one hand, and it is only the action of drawing and sheathing the sword, this method is Supreme Freedom Technique."
Supreme Freedom Technique was a new transformation of Monkey King after he transformed into Ultra Blue in Dragon Ball.
Saiyan's previous transformations were all a sudden increase in strength and a change in Ki and body strength. Only when it came to Supreme Freedom Technique was an exception. This time, it had nothing to do with the increase in strength of body and Ki. It was through the increase in martial arts realm that caused the body to transform.
In other words, after the transformation, it was not the body's strength that increased, but the martial arts realm.
Therefore, Saiyan's other transformations could only be mastered by Saiyan, but Supreme Freedom Technique could be mastered by anyone in theory.
It was only because this martial arts realm was too profound and terrifying that even the God of Destruction who was present at that time did not master it.
In the competition of strength, Ji Lian was the strongest.
Even if Monkey King transformed into Ultra Blue and then used tenfold Kaio-ken, and even used Spirit Bomb, he was easily defeated by Ji Lian. The gap between Monkey King and Ji Lian was as big as a chasm.
However, all of this changed after Goku was hit by the Primordial Qi Bullet and somehow triggered his Freedom Mastery Technique.
Monkey King who entered Supreme Freedom Technique was terrifyingly powerful.
Every part of his body did not need the command of his brain and acted automatically according to needs. This was a qualitative change, just like evolving from ordinary explosives to nuclear bombs.
Therefore, Monkey King had the capital to compete with Ji Lian. Of course, Monkey King had actually advanced to Supreme Freedom Technique, which also scared all the God of Destruction present at the scene. Even Beerus was very jealous.
"That's right. Clint ''s consciousness is already blurry. He only has the thought of drawing and sheathing his sword. Under the pressure of the wind, his movements have naturally changed. However, this is not the true Mastery of Freedom Technique. But if he continues to train like this, if he adds other things …"
Monkey King's training experience appeared in Sun Wuben's mind.
How did Monkey King train? It was completely risking his life. That is, he did not have any strength, but he still trained, just like when he was training in the gravity room on Planet Namek.
Training was secondary. The most terrifying thing was that Monkey King had fought with many people stronger than him, and every time, he was required to win. So, even though he clearly had no strength, he still fought. He was knocked down and stood up again and again.
"Originally, I still didn't understand why Kling could take so many hits. So that's how it is. When his recovery can't keep up with the consumption, but he has to fight, the battle at that time is just like Kling's sword swing. Every part of his body automatically seeks the best solution. Over time, when he is finally in a desperate situation, he will advance to the realm of Supreme Freedom Technique."
Sun Wuben was so excited that he wanted to look up to the sky and shout.
"So that's how it is. If I want to succeed with Supreme Freedom Technique, I must desperately train in a state like Kling's."
Although Sun Wuben could use Internal Martial Arts to train in Supreme Freedom Technique, it was hard to say whether Internal Martial Arts could ultimately cultivate into the real Supreme Freedom Technique.
"With the current method, as long as one's skills are deep, the conditions are right, and there are enough opponents, one will definitely succeed."
…
Sun Wuben did not remind Kling. The next day, Kling practiced the Sword-Drawing Technique again. When he had sufficient strength, his swordsmanship was not much different from before. However, once he entered an extreme state, his swordsmanship became stronger.
A month passed. Kling did not need to be in an extreme state, and his swordsmanship became more agile.
Another month passed. Kling's swordsmanship became more and more agile. Of course, when his arm strength was full and he used his brain to draw the sword, his swordsmanship remained the same. Only when his arm strength was exhausted and he relied on perseverance would his swordsmanship become godly.
Another month passed. Even if his arm strength was full, Kling's swordsmanship became more agile.
…
On the reef by the sea, Kling monotonously practiced the Sword-Drawing Technique day after day. Unknowingly, his overall speed of drawing the sword became faster and faster, and it became more and more mysterious. Of course, the sound of the sword drawing became softer and softer.
In the beginning, Kling did not realize his improvement. However, after a long time, even if he did not look at the speed, just by listening to the sound, the sound of the sword drawing decreased from a few hundred decibels to a few hundred decibels, and then to less than a hundred decibels … At this point, how could Kling not know that his swordsmanship had improved to a terrifying level?
Seeing that the effect was so powerful, Kling's motivation to cultivate was even greater. Naturally, his improvement was also faster.
The morning sun shone brightly outside the Sword-Drawing Dojo.
"Master, do you think Tsurugi will participate in the Number One World Martial Arts Conference this time?"
"Tsurugi is now a minister of Rice Country, and the Number One World Martial Arts Conference is being held in Rice Country. He will definitely be there. Otherwise, I wouldn't have brought you there. However, whether Tsurugi will participate or not … This is unlikely. Tsurugi almost never participates in the Martial Arts Conference because there is no need for it. If he participates, who in the world would be a match for him?"
"What about Tsurugi's disciples?"
"They might really participate. However, you don't have to be afraid. You will have a chance to fight with Tsurugi's disciples. Moreover, killing is not allowed in the arena. Therefore, you should feel honored."
"That's true. I just don't know if Tsurugi's old rival, Master Roshi, will come to the Number One World Martial Arts Conference in Rice Country?"
"Who knows? If Master Roshi comes, he will definitely bring his disciples to cause trouble …"
A large group of people clustered around a purple-faced old man and three beautiful girls like stars surrounding the moon as they walked towards the seaside. In a forest three miles away, Clint was devouring the fish in his hand with big bites. Soon, only the bones were left.
"Whoosh!"
Kling held the silver heavy sword and shot towards the sea. Suddenly, he was stunned. A group of people appeared on the beach in front of him. At the front was a purple-faced giant with a head full of white hair and sharp eyes. This giant had a large sword that was as wide as an ordinary person's palm hanging on his waist.
At this moment, the purple-faced giant seemed to have noticed Kling's gaze. He turned his head and shot a sharp gaze at Kling like a knife.
"Come here!" The purple-faced giant spoke. His voice was as loud as a bell.
Kling strode over and greeted the purple-faced giant respectfully, "Good morning, Master Adrian."
Adrian nodded. This disciple named Kling was the same as the other ordinary apprentices. He did not care about him at all. However, this Kling was a little different.
For example, he liked to boast. Although he did not boast in front of him, he boasted that he was the champion of the previous Number One World Martial Arts Conference in front of his daughter.
Moreover, Adrian had seen Kling draw his sword. Even until now, Adrian could not understand what was going on.
"This kid. Every time he draws his sword, there will be a thunderous sound. I can't even see his hand when he draws and sheaths his sword."
As a martial arts grandmaster, he could not see this disciple's movements when he drew and sheathed his sword. Naturally, it was impossible that his movements were too fast.
"My martial arts cultivation has reached the peak of the entire world. Other than the people from the Turtle School and Hokusen-ryu, I don't care about anyone else. Moreover, when the experts from the Turtle School and Hokusen-ryu make their moves, I can also see their moves. This Kling can't be several times stronger than them. He is so fast that I can't see him clearly."
Because he could not see Kling's movements clearly, Adrian had even specially observed Kling practicing the Sword-Drawing Technique for a long time. However, he still could not see any signs of it, so he gave up completely.
"His sword is also famous. It actually has the logo of the Capsule Company on it. Moreover, it can turn into a Hoi-Poi Capsule. It is obviously a magical item. I can't see his hand. Perhaps he is a magician or a student from the Transformation Academy who switched to martial arts midway." After Adrian analyzed that Kling might be a magician or a student from the Transformation Academy, he naturally lost interest in him.
However, he had never expected that …
"This stupid boy. I originally thought that he would last for at most two months. I didn't expect him to stay here until now."
The Sword-Drawing Technique was just a simple action of drawing a sword. This technique required a lot of effort. It required people who could endure the tedious and repetitive simple practice.
Although the practice method was simple, whether or not one could persevere was the key.
Seeing that Krillin, the slick and lecherous little monk who was always looking at his daughter, was able to persevere, Adrian's impression of him changed greatly. He went to watch Krillin practice a few times, but he couldn't see Krillin's swordsmanship every time.
If he could not see the movements of practicing the Sword-Drawing Technique, who would know that he was practicing it?
Adrian also could not figure out whether this bald and cunning little monk was really practicing the Sword-Drawing Technique. With his status, of course, he would not take the initiative to ask. However, he did not expect that the other party would not explain. Over time, Adrian became angrier and angrier. Later, he stopped watching the training progress of this ordinary student to avoid angering himself.
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