Decaying World

Chapter 171 171 Insight 1 (Thanks to Book Friend 20200606092109568, Alliance Leader)

clang!
boom!
A slight tremor in the ground could be heard from afar.

Lin Hui frowned, thinking to himself that if these people wanted to fight, they should at least go further away. This wasn't the first time something had interfered with his sword practice, but a little persuasion had always resolved the issue easily.

After a while, everyone knew whose territory it was and who was using it, so there weren't so many problems.

But after only a short period of peace, some people are already being ungrateful again.
He gripped his sword, intending to go over and teach the other man a lesson, but the commotion immediately subsided. There was no more sound.

He stopped and waited for more than ten breaths until he was sure there was no more movement before he felt at ease and continued the body tempering he had just started.

Holding a piece of amethyst in one hand and a sword in the other, he slowly wielded it.

The body-tempering techniques of the Typhoon Swordplay differ at each stage, and most of them resemble slow sword dancing rather than sword practice. They appear flashy but impractical, possessing a strange beauty, but seem completely useless in actual combat.

Only Lin Hui himself knew that he could trigger a massive typhoon phenomenon around him at any time while practicing his sword.

He has now gradually become able to minimize the typhoon effects, achieving the effect of sword training and body tempering without causing too much disturbance.

He slowly raised his long sword horizontally, his long black hair being blown about by the airflow around him, constantly flying to the left.

After practicing this type of swordsmanship a lot, he now has a vague feeling that he is merging into the wind, as if he is born from the wind and dies in the wind.

Everything and everything goes with the wind.

That inexplicable mood and feeling made Lin Hui slowly close his eyes, his body becoming increasingly indistinct in the wind, flickering and shining.

Unbeknownst to him, the bloodstain notification flashed past below his field of vision.

'Typhoon Sword Technique has been improved; currently at the fourth rank of Body Tempering.'

The moment the notification flashed by, Lin Hui's whole body trembled.

A massive, unknown force surged in from the infinite void outside the net and rushed into his body.

That power, as turbulent and violent as the wind, raged within Lin Hui's body, attempting to destroy everything.

However, Lin Hui's physique, enhanced by the Purgatory, possesses terrifying regenerative power and strength.

The Purgatory Transformation itself enhances strength and regenerative abilities, and such great strength requires a sufficiently strong physique to support it. Therefore, his physique is now much stronger than before the Purgatory Transformation.

Just then, the Typhoon Sword Technique tempered the body, and according to the original information infusion, this level was an extremely dangerous one.

The Typhoon Sword Technique does not simply involve inducing the planet's rotation. Instead, it indirectly strengthens the web and itself through some unknown force, and then uses this special force in conjunction with itself to leverage the planet's rotation, thereby achieving the goal of inducing a typhoon.

At this moment, Lin Hui broke through again, and his strength and recovery ability were greatly improved once again.

'This body tempering, the further you go, the more leaps and bounds you get. I really wonder what kind of power it will have after reaching the ninth level of body tempering.' Lin Hui sighed inwardly as he opened his eyes.

The Typhoon Sword Technique was even more powerful than he had anticipated. If the Typhoon Sword Technique was this powerful, he wondered how formidable the subsequent Star Breath Sword Manual would be. Just thinking about it filled him with anticipation.

'In terms of sheer destructive power, I can already see the path ahead, so there's no need to worry. What's lacking now is improvement in other areas. True strength should have no weaknesses.' Lin Hui mentally reviewed his entire plan.

'Resistance to various types of damage also needs to be improved, as well as toxins. The Blood Seal needs to evolve into something that provides resistance, or a specific technique. Daily diet also requires special attention; we need to see if the Blood Seal can evolve to address this issue. Over-reliance on externally supplied food is ultimately a hidden danger. And finally, and most importantly, we need to be prepared for night fog and the Mist God.'

The exaggerated negative effect of the Mist God halving his speed left a deep impression on Lin Hui to this day.

Therefore, these kinds of things should definitely be resolved as soon as an opportunity arises.

He closed his eyes, feeling the flow of the wind, and pondered how to better evolve the blood seal.

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Within the foggy area.

Tao Xuehai's right side was mostly gone. From his shoulder to his right arm and right leg, along with part of his abdomen, it was as if a giant beast had bitten off half of it, leaving gaps.

There was no blood at the gap, only a fine, black, worm-like mist churning and surging.

Despite this, he still gripped the sword tightly with his left hand and did not let go.

"You want to kill me? Even the Jade Sea Catastrophe couldn't do that, so what are you?!"

Tao Xuehai's face was deathly pale as he held his long sword horizontally.

"wind!"

call!
A fierce wind howled, sweeping up the surrounding mist and turning it into a vortex that swirled around him.

With a whoosh, Tao Xuehai vanished in a flash, transforming into black insect mist that blended into the surrounding fog.

Only the longsword, carried by the wind, spun rapidly and shot out at an accelerated speed.

Swish!
A flash of sword light.

Tao Xuehai's body reformed behind Hei Sha, holding a long sword, staggered forward a few steps, and knelt down with a thud.

Wow.

He couldn't help but look down and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The body was trembling, filled with fear, terror, and wailing.

But the wind continued to howl around him, as if encouraging him, supporting him, and helping him to stand up again.

"Not bad speed, faster than me. But so what?" Black Fiend's indifferent voice came from behind.

The voice seemed to come from a very far place. The other party was also a fusion user of the Insect Codex, capable of directly devouring his body. This was a true opponent who could kill him.

They are stronger than me, have a better physique, stronger internal energy, and a stronger mind.

Speed ​​is the only thing that matters!

Only the wind!
Tao Xuehai closed his eyes.

The only thing I can surpass my opponent in is my movement technique, the movement technique brought by the wind.

He could hear the Black Fiend's aura changing rapidly behind him, preparing for another earth-shattering and terrifying move.

He could feel his body instinctively gripped by fear, frantically trying to escape.

I could feel my consciousness starting to blur, my strength waning, and the urge to give up.

But at that moment, for some reason, the scene of his teacher teaching him the Gale Sword Technique flashed through his mind.

"Do you know what wind is?" The teacher's voice seemed to echo in my ears again.

"Is it the breath of the wind?"

"It's not wind, it's movement. It's the movement of breath. When practicing the Gale Sword Technique, you need to think about why it moves." Lin Hui's clear and solemn voice echoed in my ears.

"Not for it, but for you. Where your heart leads, there lies the ultimate flow of energy."

"The wind is not an inanimate object, but rather the reflection of the atmosphere through your heart."

Heart and mind
At this moment, Tao Xuehai felt as if time had slowed down for everything around him.

The surrounding fog slowed down drastically at that moment, and the wind seemed to stop and disappear.

The Gale Sword Technique, which had only reached the second rank of Body Tempering, seemed to have undergone some special change at this moment.

His mind suddenly felt somewhat connected with the surrounding mist.

Kneeling on one knee, Tao Xuehai unconsciously closed his eyes.

"wind"

He murmured softly.

The seemingly still airflow around them began to move again with difficulty.

They are like quicksand, obscure and heavy.

"wind."

Tao Xuehai spoke up again.

The surrounding air currents began to accelerate, as if responding to his call, growing faster and faster.

"wind!!"

He stood up, held his longsword horizontally, and shouted loudly.

call! !

The howling wind responded to him at that moment.

Swish!
Black Fiend's fist missed its target from behind, leaving only an afterimage.

Black Demon's expression changed slightly, and he turned around at lightning speed, throwing a punch.

With a bang, his fist struck a silver longsword that suddenly appeared behind him.

The longsword flew backward and merged into the mist, disappearing from sight. The next instant, it reappeared on the right, slashing the right side of Hei Sha's neck with a single strike.

With a clang, sparks flew.

Black Fiend's expression turned slightly serious. He threw another punch at lightning speed, but this time his fist missed again.

Clang clang clang clang!!

The next instant, a blinding burst of sparks, like golden-red fireworks, exploded all over his body.

The longsword kept slashing at him from all angles.

"The speed is so much faster than before?! What kind of technique is this?!" Black Fiend retreated repeatedly, his face grim.

"A technique that can kill you!" Tao Xuehai shouted sharply, flashing forward and thrusting his sword out from behind again.

But this time, Hei Sha slightly yielded to the longsword, clamped the tip between his armpits, and twisted it sharply.

Click.

The sword broke off and flew into the distant mist.

Using the force of the rotation, Hei Sha turned around and punched Tao Xuehai squarely in the chest.

The latter lost its balance and, unable to change its move or dodge, could only struggle to disperse its body, turning into a mist of insects.

puff!
Another large chunk of the black insect mist was knocked away by the fist.

The remaining energy rapidly coalesced into Tao Xuehai's figure, who knelt and panted not far away.

"You've made a breakthrough in battle, and your speed and agility have increased significantly. You truly deserve to be called a sword genius. I'll give you a chance: leave the Xuan Ying Sect and come to my Qinghe Sect. Your treatment and status will be much better than what you have now. What do you say?" Hei Sha said in a deep voice.

"The hatred of annihilating a clan is irreconcilable." Tao Xuehai struggled to his feet. He had been clear from the beginning that the real enemies who had wiped out his family and killed his relatives were not those small and medium-sized inner city families who were like wild dogs, nor even the Qinghe Sect, because the Qinghe Sect was just following orders.

Only one force could have wiped out so many powerful families, including the Tao family, in such a short time.

That is—the Moon Tower.

"Stubborn fool!" Black Fiend's face darkened. "You think you can struggle against me with your meager skills?"

"Wind!" Tao Xuehai called out again.

The surrounding wind picked up again, helping him leap into the air and disappear once more.

But the next instant, he was punched out of the air again and sent flying backward.

This time, it wasn't that the wind wasn't fast enough, but rather that his body was about to give out, causing him to slow down.

The raging wind brought extremely high speeds, but also placed a tremendous strain on his body.

If things are going well normally, the body fused with the Insect Codex can regenerate and recover rapidly, so it's not worth mentioning.

However, he had already been devoured by his own kind of insect mist and was severely injured.

A huge gap.

It was like a chasm between him and Black Fiend.

That cannot be compensated for by a little bit of temporary understanding or leap.

After being punched away again, Tao Xuehai gripped the broken sword and slammed heavily to the ground, but the next moment, he rolled to his feet again, his face contorted in rage.

"Wind!" he shouted. The wind howled and answered him tirelessly.

A faster wind began to blow.

He led him towards the Black Fiend.

clang!
Once again, he was unable to break through the defense and could only be futilely knocked far away and crash to the ground.

(End of this chapter)