(Second Update)
Fight on!
Fight on!
Regardless of the outcome, he was fearless.
After a series of continuous battles, Chen Zong's information in the Virtual Realm had changed a lot.
The number of battles had increased to 32 wins and 5 losses.
The highest winning streak had increased to 7 consecutive victories.
His battle record had increased to more than 500.
These were visible gains and invisible gains. However, the application of the Nine Heavenly Strikes had reached a higher level.
After all, among the opponents he had encountered, there were also people who had cultivated the Nine Heavenly Strikes. Some of them were very powerful and shocking.
Engaging in a fierce battle with a suitable opponent would allow one to better unearth one's potential.
After leaving the Virtual Realm and returning to the pavilion, Chen Zong began to practice on the first floor of the pavilion.
Nine Heavenly Strikes!
Comprehending martial arts on his own was one way, exchanging pointers with others was the second way, and the third way was to watch others fight. The fourth way was to use the battle record to buy some videos of martial arts practice.
However, Chen Zong felt that the Nine Heavenly Strikes was not at that level yet. He needed to use his battle record to buy videos.
On the other hand, after he had fully comprehended the Nine Heavenly Strikes, he could make videos and put them in the Martial Shadow Hall for others to buy and earn battle records. However, that would have to wait until he had cultivated the Nine Heavenly Strikes to perfection.
Even perfection was not enough. After all, in the Eternal Battle Fort, there were many people who had cultivated the Nine Heavenly Strikes to perfection. Some of them were very famous.
If ordinary people wanted to buy videos, they would definitely choose the videos of famous people to observe and comprehend.
He did not want to think about anything else. It was better to concentrate on comprehending and practicing.
He performed one sword move after another and split them up one by one.
After dozens of continuous battles in the Virtual Realm, he had a deeper understanding of the Nine Heavenly Strikes. He had gained some insights.
He had completely grasped the Great Achievement Realm. Above that was perfection.
This time, he was going to reach perfection.
Once he had cultivated the Nine Heavenly Strikes to perfection, his combat strength would be further stimulated. By then, he would be able to obtain more battle records in the Virtual Realm.
In the Virtual Realm, winning streaks were very important to obtain high battle records.
One win was 10, two wins were 20, and three wins were 30. The higher the winning streak, the more amazing the battle record.
If he could obtain ten consecutive victories, then he would be able to obtain a hundred battle records.
Moreover, if one did not continue to fight during the winning streak, then the next time they entered, they would continue to fight and maintain the winning streak. The record would not be counted from the beginning.
Only by losing would one's battle record be restarted.
With a slash of the sword, the sword light was like water. As the water light flashed past, there seemed to be layers of ripples sweeping out. Strands of qi power swept out, and each strand of qi power represented a change.
Nine strikes!
Eighty-one moves!
Seven hundred and twenty-nine transformations!
All of a sudden, the sword light paused. Chen Zong remained in the posture of wielding his sword, as if he had turned into a statue.
Countless inspirations surged in his mind, and inspiration gushed out from his mind.
Collision, convergence!
"I seem to have been too formal." Chen Zong suddenly realized.
"Seven hundred and twenty-nine transformations. Every nine transformations make up one move. Eighty-one moves, and every nine moves make up one attack. Previously, I always thought that nine transformations make up one move, and nine moves make up one attack. Actually, that's not the case."
"Change!"
"The purpose of the Nine Heavenly Spirit Strikes and its core mystery lie in change."
"Seven hundred and twenty-nine transformations. Eighty-one moves. Nine attacks. All of them are changing. They are not fixed."
"Any nine transformations can be turned into one move, and any nine moves can be turned into one attack. Everything can be changed according to one's will."
As soon as this idea appeared, it suddenly became clear.
However, even though he was enlightened, he still needed to practice.
In theory, any nine of the seven hundred and twenty-nine transformations could be turned into any one of the 81 moves. In reality, it was not so simple. There was always a difference between suitable and unsuitable ones. Chen Zong needed to find the most suitable one to display the power of the Nine Heavenly Spirit Strikes to the extreme. Only then could it be perfected.
In this way, different cultivators' Heavenly Spirit Nine Strikes would have different aspects.
After all, seven hundred and twenty-nine transformations, 81 moves, and nine attacks represented many combinations and possibilities.
Chen Zong could not help but think of Xiao Zheng, who had defeated him before. With one move, nine streaks of sword light came to him like a cage and broke his Yin and Yang Sword Realm.
That should be the Nine Heavenly Spirit Strikes of the Perfected Realm that Xiao Zheng had comprehended.
Then, what should his Nine Heavenly Spirit Strikes of the Perfected Realm be like?
Sheathing his long sword, Chen Zong returned to the second floor of the pavilion to meditate. He removed all distracting thoughts and meditated quietly. He simulated in his mind with his mind to find the best combination.
The more he meditated, the more Chen Zong felt that the Nine Heavenly Spirit Strikes of the Nine Heavenly Spirit Strikes was profound and unfathomable. When he thought he had seen its face, he found that it was not the real face. It was still hidden.
It seemed to be contained in the endless mountains and rivers.
Chen Zong constantly deduced and overturned, just to find the best combination.
The so-called best combination was not necessarily the most powerful, but it must be the combination that was most suitable for oneself. In this way, one's strength and advantages could be displayed to the extreme.
However, seven hundred and twenty-nine transformations, 81 moves, and nine attacks could be combined in many ways. The least one could be hundreds, and the most one could be thousands. It was not easy to deduce the most suitable combination.
Some people did not deduce completely, but made a choice when they were almost done.
However, Chen Zong had always been a person who did not do anything. If he did do something, he must do it perfectly. In this way, he would not have any regrets.
Sometimes, a slight and insignificant difference could affect one's progress in the future.
In terms of cultivation, Chen Zong was never careless or casual. He always strived for perfection.
There was no doubt that the time and energy he had to put in was astonishing.
Every day, Chen Zong spent his days with his mind almost exhausted.
Deduction!
Exhaustion!
Recovery!
Deduction again!
It formed a cycle.
Unknowingly, one month had passed. Chen Zong's face was slightly pale, which was caused by the continuous consumption of his mind.
However, after the deduction was completed, Zhang Xuan understood more than a thousand combinations.
Next, he would find the most suitable combination for himself and improve the Nine Heavenly Spirit Strikes to the Perfected Realm.
After resting and recovering his energy, Chen Zong closed his eyes and began to meditate.
Meditation was stillness, and drawing the sword was movement.
The combination of movement and stillness was the most suitable!
A few days passed. Suddenly, Chen Zong put away his sword and laughed.
"Why do I have to be restricted to one combination?"
"The Dao of Heart Sword originates from the heart, moves by the mind, manifests in the body, and appears in the sword."
"No matter how many combinations there are in the Nine Heavenly Spirit Strikes, they are all controlled by my mind and heart. I can do whatever I want with the sword." Chen Zong's eyes became brighter.
His Dao of the Sword was originally closely related to his mind.
If his mind was there, the sword would be there. If his mind was moved, the sword would move. If his mind was restrained, the sword would stop.
The mind came first, and then the sword.
In this way, he could control it with his mind. There was nothing he could not do.
Enlightenment suddenly spread, like a bolt of divine thunder across the dark void, splitting the sky and earth, and suddenly becoming clear.
Others might only master one or a few combinations, but he did not need to do so. He could completely master and apply any combination that he had deduced. As for how to use it, it all depended on the situation of the battle.
Different combinations would have different benefits.
"It's a new month. I can challenge the Heavenly Battle Tower again." Chen Zong put away his sword, and his astonishing aura was restrained. He left the pavilion.
Yang Guan's pavilion was tightly shut. He did not know if he had left or what. Unable to find him, Chen Zong went to the Heavenly Battle Tower by himself.
He entered the first level of the Heavenly Battle Tower again.
This time, it was still the Ferocious Beast Wasteland.
If Chen Zong did not pass the first level and entered again, it might be another battle environment. However, since he had passed it, it was equivalent to being fixed.
Roar!
As a black and white door appeared, a powerful Ferocious Beast also stepped out.
However, it was not a giant bear that appeared this time. Instead, it was an astonishingly powerful giant black lion. It was majestic and mighty, and its aura was astonishing.
During the last challenge, this giant lion was among the nine Ferocious Beasts. Now, it appeared as the vanguard.
The giant lion's ferocious eyes stared at Chen Zong, and it immediately rushed toward him. Its terrifying aura was like that of a beast king. Its roar seemed to want to shatter Chen Zong.
Chen Zong's eyes focused slightly. He took a step forward smoothly like moving clouds and flowing water. His long sword was unsheathed, bringing along a white sword light. It was as light and agile as smoke, but it condensed an astonishing sharpness and attacked.
What the Perfection Stage of the Heavenly Spirit Nine Strikes brought was not only a change and improvement in swordsmanship. On a deeper level, it was actually a brilliant application of one's own strength. Not only could it be used in swordsmanship, but it could also be used in footwork.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong and the giant black lion brushed past each other.
The long sword returned to its scabbard!
After the giant black lion rushed forward for a few hundred meters, it seemed to be unable to stop its momentum. Its limbs went soft, and it seemed to have lost its strength. It kept sliding forward, drawing a long gully, and fell limp on the ground, motionless.
Its eyes were penetrated, and even its brain was completely destroyed.
One sword!
It was only one sword. Compared with the last challenge, the difference was obvious.
Then, nine black and white double doors appeared, and nine ferocious beasts appeared.
Giant ape, black wolf, goshawk, giant bear, giant tiger, giant python, giant crocodile …
Last time, facing nine ferocious beasts, Chen Zong felt heavy pressure. This time, however, he was 100 times more confident.
Take the initiative to attack!
His body flashed, and his footsteps turned into a white shadow. Like a white steed flashing across a gap, he unsheathed his long sword and merged with it. The sword silently pierced the void and directly attacked the giant ape.
One against nine!
But he was not afraid.
With the sword in hand, he knew all the 729 changes of the 81 styles of the Nine Strikes of the Heavenly Spirit. He could control them with his heart.
The sword moved when he thought about it.
Chen Zong used the nine ferocious beasts as practice targets. Under the siege of nine ferocious beasts, he seemed to be at ease.
It seemed to be very dangerous, but only Chen Zong knew the secret behind it.
This was a kind of enjoyment.
When fighting became a kind of enjoyment, there was nothing to fear.
When the sword was drawn, the beasts were killed.
The nine ferocious beasts could not hold on for long under Chen Zong's sword. They were quickly killed one by one.
Chen Zong was not in a hurry to enter the second floor. Instead, he stood where he was and reflected on the battle just now. He had a deeper understanding of the Perfection Stage of the Nine Strikes of the Heavenly Spirit.
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