The First Sage of Military Strategists

Chapter 87 Great Advancement in Martial Arts (Seventh Update)

"Inherit the Blood Moon Technique!"

"Proficiency conversion, target: Black Jade Skill!"

As the Seven Killings Stele was activated, a large amount of information suddenly appeared in Han Qing's mind. The proficiency of the Blood Moon Technique began to be continuously transferred to the Ink Jade Technique, causing the latter's proficiency to rise rapidly.

Han Qing's understanding of this martial art also deepened rapidly. While digesting the core essence that burst into his mind, he practiced the 128 movements of the Ink Jade Skill.

He was so engrossed in it that three hours passed without him realizing it.

At a certain moment, the Blood Moon Skill's proficiency level dropped to zero, and the skill disappeared from the panel. Meanwhile, the Black Jade Skill's proficiency level increased to 8%, but it still hadn't been mastered.

"The Ink Jade Technique is of too high a grade, while the Blood Moon Technique is of too low a grade, so the conversion rate is extremely low."

"The barbarian martial arts are indeed incredibly rudimentary!" Han Qing thought to himself.

The barbarian people live deep in the mountains. Most of them are physically strong but simple-minded. In terms of martial arts skills, they are far inferior to those of the Great Yu.

"Inheritance, Wind Slash!"

After resting for a while, Han Qing chose to inherit the next martial art, and a large number of memories surfaced again.

Han Qing drew his sword and stood in the open space in the courtyard, practicing the basic moves of the sword technique while recalling its core essence in his mind.

Several hours later, he had inherited and fully mastered this martial art.

That night, Han Qing meditated until late, and the next morning he started practicing martial arts, absorbing soul light points and converting them into proficiency.

For the next period of time, Han Qing's life became fulfilling and regular.

In the morning, he studied the Ink Jade Skill, and in the afternoon, he studied horsemanship and archery. Whenever he made a breakthrough, he would spar with Liu Xiaofeng. This mad dog-like boy would always go all out in every move, and the intensity of the battle was maximized. While Han Qing was exhausted from dealing with him, he also became more proficient in using many skills in actual combat.

Every three days, Qi Yan would find death row inmates for him to fight to the death.

Han Qing was able to win every time, reaping soul points from anywhere from three to five people.

The martial arts skills gained from these sparks of soul light were quickly transferred to the Black Jade Skill.

The Ink Jade Technique is extremely complex, and it would take an unknown amount of time and effort to improve one's level on one's own.

Thanks to the Seven Killings Stele and the constant stream of death row inmates providing practice points, his martial arts level improvement speed did not slow down.

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Han Qing spent almost the entire month going between Chunhuiyuan and Bichaoge, leading a comfortable and fulfilling life.

Besides practicing martial arts and reading every day, he had servants to take care of his food, clothing and shelter. His food and clothing were no less than those of disciples from large families, and his quality of life was many times higher than when he was in Baiyun County.

However, Han Qing dared not covet such a life of wealth and luxury, nor did he dare to relax even for a moment. He understood that everything else was fleeting, and ultimately, one still needed to have great strength.

On this day, the wind was calm and the sun was beautiful.

Spring returns to the courtyard.

On the martial arts training ground.

Two figures stood on the left and right, Han Qing on the left and Liu Xiaofeng on the right.

Qi Yan sat imposingly in a chair, holding a pot of wine in his hand, with an expectant expression on his face.

Behind him stood a group of black-clad martial artists, who were none other than Han Qing and his companions' masters.

Meanwhile, Li Tai and Mu Dachun were watching the battle from the sidelines. The two men's demeanor had also changed significantly. Li Tai had become more wiry and capable, while Mu Dachun had grown taller and exuded a powerful sense of pressure.

The two of them ate a variety of rich medicinal meals every day, and even if they did nothing, their bodies would become stronger.

"Let's get started!" Qi Yan urged, taking a big gulp of liquor.

Liu Xiaofeng remained as ferocious as ever. Before each sparring session, his preparatory stance was always hands on the ground, body slightly bent, like a cheetah poised to pounce, his eyes gleaming with fierce intensity. Han Qing, on the other hand, appeared more composed, radiating confidence amidst his calm and collected demeanor.

"I've made great progress this past month. If I unleash my full potential, beating him won't be difficult!"

While he was pondering, Liu Xiaofeng made his move, leaping up and transforming into a gust of wind as he rushed straight towards Han Qing.

A layer of black-gold light appeared on Han Qingzhou's body, which was a brand-new force formed by the fusion of the four major forces.

The Black Jade Force possesses two key advantages: firstly, it has extremely strong cutting power, and secondly, it can enhance the body's self-healing ability, making it both offensive and defensive.

The moment Liu Xiaofeng lunged forward, he suddenly formed a claw with one hand and grabbed at Han Qing's throat.

Although it was just a friendly spar, Liu Xiaofeng was as fierce as ever.

However, Han Qing was fearless; he was already used to the opponent's attack methods.

He suddenly threw a punch, directly shattering the force in Liu Xiaofeng's palm. The explosive force caused Liu Xiaofeng to lose his balance in mid-air.

Han Qing changed his fist into a palm, grabbed his wrist tightly, and suddenly swung it around, throwing him far away.

Liu Xiaofeng fell to the ground, his body sprang up, and he turned and pounced on Han Qing again. After three moves, he was knocked away again. This time, Han Qing increased the force of his blow, slapping him hard on the chest, causing his chest to tremble and blood to spill from his mouth.

Liu Xiaofeng refused to accept defeat and charged forward again, only to be knocked away once more.

"Stop! There's no need to continue, Han Qing, how far have you progressed in your Ink Jade Skill?" Qi Yan stood up and called a halt to the sparring session.

"I just mastered it a few days ago!" Han Qing said.

In fact, the skill proficiency on the panel has reached 65.7% of the minor level. However, it is too unbelievable that such a profound skill could be mastered in a month. Even the minor level is enough to be called a peerless genius.

Qi Yan's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she praised him repeatedly: "Mastering it in just one month, you've even mastered the Ink Jade Technique so quickly, not bad. If my father knew, he would definitely admire you greatly."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Liu Xiaofeng again. The young man stood to the side, his eyes sweeping over Han Qing, his gaze no longer filled with ferocity, but with respect.

The two have fought countless times in the past month, from Han Qing being suppressed at the beginning, to being evenly matched, to Han Qing turning the tables, and finally to being easily defeated today.

Han Qing demonstrated an extraordinary rate of growth, completely subduing this lone wolf-like youth.

On the grasslands, people don't pay attention to etiquette and culture; everything is based on strength, and the strong have the power to control everything.

Han Qing is talented and strong. In Liu Xiaofeng's logic, Han Qing is a strong person who can convince him.

In fact, Liu Xiaofeng has also grown significantly in the past month, but his growth rate is not as monstrous as Han Qing's.

Qi Yan also noticed this, and even though Liu Xiaofeng lost, she still said loudly, "Liu Xiaofeng, your performance was good, you deserve a reward! Here are two bottles of Bone Forging Pills!"

Liu Xiaofeng took the Bone Forging Pills, poured a few more into his mouth, and began to chew them vigorously.

"Han Qing, I heard that your horsemanship and archery skills have also improved greatly?" Qi Yan asked.

"Compared to a month ago, there has indeed been a great improvement!" Han Qing nodded slightly.

On the panel, the Seven Star Arrow of Sirius has been mastered, but the proficiency of the previous Soul-Chasing Arrow has been completely exhausted. Along the way, several other barbarian archery techniques were also consumed, which is why there has been such progress.

His skill in horse training was slightly inferior, only reaching a minor level.

Most barbarians don't know how to ride horses, so although he killed many barbarians, he didn't inherit many horsemanship skills, only reaching a minor level.

Xuan Yi, who was in charge of teaching horsemanship behind Qi Yan, said in a deep voice: "Young Master's speed in learning martial arts is amazing. His Seven Star Arrow of the Heavenly Wolf has already reached a minor level of mastery, and it will probably not be long before he reaches a major level. Continuing to practice with me in the courtyard is no longer of any use. I suggest that Young Master ride a horse to Hengshan to hunt. Shooting at the target is one thing, but shooting live animals is another."

“Young Master has also mastered horsemanship,” Xuan San replied.

Li Tai and Mu Dachun were filled with envy and admiration upon hearing this. They were also learning horsemanship and archery every day, but their progress was slow, barely reaching the basics, and they were no match for Han Qing at all.

"Alright, Han Qing, from today onwards, you no longer need to practice archery and horsemanship in the courtyard. Just lead people to hunt in Hengshan every day," Qi Yan instructed.

(End of this chapter)