I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"Alright, we can talk about my sister-in-law's matter another time. Let's get back to my business in the inner city."

Seeing that he was still keeping him in suspense and wouldn't say anything, Xue Jing could only shrug helplessly.

Li Qi recalled: "Back then, I spent some time in the old martial arts circles of the inner city and made a name for myself, known as 'Dragon King Li'."

"However, the inner city is full of talented people. Although I am powerful, I am not the only one who stands out."

"At that time, there were two people who could be considered my equals."

He held up two fingers and looked up at Xue Jing.

The latter nodded and asked cooperatively, "Then who are these two who are on par with you, Master?"

Li Qi felt relieved to receive a response, and continued, shaking his head:

"First, there is Zhou Liexiong, also known as 'Vajra Ruyi Hand'."

"Secondly, there is Chen Buyan, also known as 'Shura Chen', who is also called 'Shura Blade'."

"I have a good relationship with these two people and we often exchange martial arts techniques, from which I have learned a lot."

Li Qi stretched out his thin arm and suddenly clenched his fist tightly.

On the wrinkled skin, golden scale marks appeared, and spiral indentations spread from the shoulder to the palm.

"My Hidden Dragon Style's killing moves, 'Golden Scales' and 'Thunderous Whirlwind,' were largely perfected by referencing 'Vajra Ruyi Hand.'"

"Their martial arts philosophy is 'extreme hardness leads to softness, and the ultimate hardness is the ultimate softness.' Their method of applying force can be said to be unique in the world. They can switch between the ultimate hardness and the ultimate softness at will, which is amazing."

"However, what I'm going to teach you today has nothing to do with the Vajra Ruyi Hand, but rather with the 'Asura Blade'."

Xue Jing asked curiously, "How so?"

Li Qi thought for a moment and then said thoughtfully, "Hmm... it's a bit troublesome to explain in words, so let me just let you experience it for yourself."

Xue Jing was a little confused about how to experience it and was about to ask.

At this moment, Li Qi suddenly looked up and met his gaze.

Xue Jing saw... a knife flowing with endless blood flew out of Li Qi's eye and stabbed towards his eye.

The next moment, Xue Jing felt his body stiffen, and an extremely cold chill rose up from the soles of his feet. The hairs on his body stood on end, and his skin felt numb and painful as if it were being pricked by countless needles.

dead.

He saw his own death.

A knife, dripping with endless blood, kept slashing at him.

Beheaded, split in half vertically, cut in half at the waist, pierced through the chest, chopped into pieces...

Countless images of his own death suddenly flooded his mind. Countless corpses of Xue Jing turned into mountains of corpses and seas of blood, filling every space in his mind, leaving him with no energy left to think about anything else.

Xue Jing was not alarmed.

Having reached the Lv5 level of [Contemplation], he possessed a level of mental control far exceeding that of ordinary people. Although his consciousness was currently occupied by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he forcibly retained a portion of his thinking ability, observing and contemplating his current state from a perspective similar to that of God.

"This is... pure and overwhelming killing intent?"

Xue Jing recalled his experience when he first practiced the Hidden Dragon Technique visualization method.

The feeling now is similar to that back then.

"Master is indeed a man who once leaped over the Dragon Gate. He can influence others out of thin air with his mental consciousness. This is completely unscientific."

Xue Jing sighed inwardly.

After an unknown amount of time, the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood before him receded like a tide, and Xue Jing regained his senses.

He started panting heavily, as if he had been deprived of oxygen for a long time. Cold sweat poured down his body, soaking his black training clothes, and he looked like he had just been pulled out of the water.

"How does it feel?"

Seeing Xue Jing's calm expression, Li Qi felt a sense of relief and asked with a smile.

“It’s frightening,” Xue Jing said in a completely flat tone.

Li Qi laughed heartily: "You don't seem scared at all, no wonder you're my apprentice."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "This is the sword intent of the 'Asura Blade,' similar to our Hidden Dragon School's 'Nurturing the Dragon in the Heart,' which is the Asura Blade's skill in terms of mental consciousness."

"This sword technique is the most intense and purest in terms of killing intent among all the martial arts I have ever seen, and its application of 'moving energy' is unparalleled."

"Back then, Chen Buyan and I had a close relationship. Although I didn't learn the moves of the Shura Blade, I did manage to steal its essence!"

"Since you are interested in learning about combat techniques, I will pass on this Asura Blade Intent to you. Even without the corresponding Asura Blade Technique and killing moves, just wielding the blade with this blade intent will be extraordinary."

Xue Jing nodded, "Please teach me, Master!"

……

Two days later, at the Hidden Dragon Dojo training hall.

Xue Jing and his senior brother Chen Fuguang were fighting fiercely on the arena, each wielding a long sword.

The sound of metal clashing was deafening. Before long, Xue Jing's change of move was a little too slow, revealing an opening. Chen Fuguang deflected the attack with a single slash, leaving an opening. The next moment, the blade was placed against his neck.

Xue Jing looked at the unsharpened longsword pressed against his neck, sighed, and laughed, "I've lost again."

Chen Fuguang sheathed his longsword, the tip resting on the ground, his hands on the hilt, and sighed:

"Junior brother, it's only been two days, and your swordsmanship is already quite impressive."

Xue Jing smiled and opened the panel to take a look.

Above, a brand new skill has appeared.

【Military Attack Lv1 (128/300)】

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(One more chapter, currently being written~)

Chapter 88 Simulating True Meaning, Copying Ninja Kakashi, Shadow Flame Lv2 (4K, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

This is a skill that Xue Jing successfully activated just one day after he officially began learning weapon combat techniques.

He now has a deep understanding of martial arts, and naturally has a good grasp of weaponry, so he easily met the activation conditions for the skill.

Xue Jing gripped the long sword in his hand, twisted his wrist, and twirled the sword.

This skill also did not grant him any direct weapon skills.

Based on Xue Jing's observations over the past two days, the effects of [Soldier's Strike] on him were a slight improvement in his physical fitness, though not a significant one, roughly equivalent to [Health Preservation].

The main improvement was in the mysterious and elusive feel of his grip on the weapon.

When I hold the knife, I feel like I'm a natural-born knife master. The knife in my hand is like an extension of my arm, and I can wield it with a light and effortless feeling.

When the force is poured into the blade, it is very smooth and without any obstruction.

This allowed him to learn swordsmanship at an incredible pace. In just one day, he gained a deep understanding of the basics of swordsmanship and was already able to use it in actual combat.

"Junior brother, shall we continue?"

Chen Fuguang asked with a smile.

Xue Jing held the longsword in his hand and nodded. "Let's continue, Senior Brother Chen."

Because using knives requires an open space, the two of them conducted combat training in the training hall.

The two disciples, who rarely appeared, were fighting each other with knives on the arena, so the ordinary disciples naturally gathered around.

"He's Xue Jing, the junior brother who made the news... He's really good-looking."

Someone sighed with emotion.

"I came to Canglong Dojo to learn martial arts after reading that news article."

"What do you mean by 're really good-looking'... Can't you speak properly?"

One of the female disciples rolled her eyes at him.

"Stop talking, everyone! The two senior brothers have started fighting again!"

On the stage, the sounds of clashing and clanging began to ring out.

Xue Jing took a step forward, holding the knife in both hands, and came close to Chen Fuguang, then swung it upwards at an angle.

"Qiang!"

Chen Fuguang simply raised his knife and slashed to deflect the force of Xue Jing's strike to the side. Then, with a twist of his wrist, he used the force to swing his knife at Xue Jing.

Xue Jing blinked, forcibly stopping his sword strike and drawing it back to defend.

The two continued their back-and-forth, attacking and defending, their long swords clashing repeatedly.

"Qiang!"

Xue Jing drew his sword to parry, and he and Chen Fuguang became locked in a struggle.

"Crack, crack—"

The two longswords trembled slightly as they clashed, and Xue Jing's gaze suddenly sharpened.

"Senior Brother Chen, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils turned red, as if they were stained with blood.

Chen Fuguang was slightly taken aback, but found that the long sword in his hand suddenly became heavy.

"Qiang!"

Chen Fuguang involuntarily took a few steps back. Just as he was about to speak, he found that his junior brother had already closed in on him.

What followed was a terrifying barrage of blades, like a torrential downpour.

Chen Fuguang quickly raised his sword to parry, and the sound of metal clashing against metal echoed continuously in the training hall.

The blows grew heavier with each strike, showing no sign of stopping.

At ten seconds, Chen Fuguang was completely at ease.

Twenty seconds later, Chen Fuguang frowned slightly.