pjbooks Chapter 116 A Sure-Hit Strike
Chapter 116 A Sure-Hit Strike
Infinite Slash.
This technique does not rely solely on physical speed or skill. Cultivating this technique requires multiple abilities, including spiritual energy, physical body, and mental strength. It requires condensing consciousness, perceiving the fluctuations of all things, and even interfering with the consciousness of others.
In the first stage, every strike must hit its mark.
Lock onto the target with your mental power, while severing all distractions and achieving utmost purity of mind. When striking, be without joy or sorrow, with only the unwavering belief that you will hit the target.
The saying goes, "Before the knife moves, the spirit arrives first," thus ensuring that every strike hits its mark.
The second stage is to sever the soul.
The third stage, No Interval!
"It's out!"
Xiao Weiqing had only one thought at that moment.
powerful!
too strong!
This is no ordinary talent skill. The first stage of the slash is guaranteed to hit. What does that mean?
Moreover, it can sever the soul.
What does "finally, no gaps" mean? Does it mean ignoring space or ignoring time?
Without hesitation, Xiao Weiqing picked up the Crimson Dragon and began practicing.
An hour later.
Putting down the knife, Xiao Weiqing showed no trace of the joy he had felt before.
Feeling completely lost, he hadn't even scratched the surface in an hour.
"It's normal for such an awesome talent to be difficult."
Xiao Weiqing comforted himself.
but.
one day.
Two days.
The following week.
Xiao Weiqing was a little dumbfounded.
The more he practiced, the more confused and insecure he became; even his sword strikes now felt somewhat unnatural.
"No, we can't practice anymore."
"Go ask the teacher."
Xiao Weiqing sheathed his sword and headed to Ning Xing's courtyard.
"Did you need something?"
Ning Xing still had a cigar in his mouth and lazily drank his tea. Each time he drank tea, he would chew the tea leaves a couple of times before swallowing them.
Xiao Weiqing briefly told Ning Xing about his experience at the Youming Ruins and his recent cultivation.
"You're saying you've acquired a special skill that guarantees a hit regardless of distance?"
"Teacher, that's just a casual remark; I haven't even scratched the surface yet."
Ning Xing was no longer as lazy as before, and his expression became serious.
"Show me how to do it."
Xiao Weiqing gave a wry smile. "Teacher, I've been practicing for a week, and now even my basic knife strikes are not up to standard."
"It's alright, just keep that move in mind and you can swing the knife."
Xiao Weiqing nodded. With such strong abilities, the teacher must be able to see something.
No more hesitation.
Xiao Weiqing swung his sword and unleashed a powerful strike.
The blade energy, carrying a sharp and fierce force, whistled forward.
A hint of amazement flashed in Ning Xing's eyes, then his expression turned serious.
"Teacher, how is it?"
Ning Xing nodded. "Hmm, he seems really impressive, but I don't quite understand why."
"strangeness!"
"..."
Xiao Weiqing was speechless. Wasn't that obvious?
Ning Xing then said, "Go find Zhao Jia; he should have figured something out."
"All right."
Xiao Weiqing had no choice but to leave and go find Zhao Jia.
Zhao Jia's training room.
Several people were still practicing with weapons, with Zhao Jia giving instructions from the side. As a weapons master, Zhao Jia always had people giving him private lessons.
"Xiao Weiqing?"
Someone recognized Xiao Weiqing; he was a freshman from the Central Academy.
Xiao Weiqing nodded to the man, walked to the side and sat down, waiting for Zhao Jia to finish his lesson.
Half an hour later.
Zhao Jia finished teaching, and the students left.
Only Zhao Jia and Xiao Weiqing remained.
"Wei Qing, what brings you here today? What would you like to learn?"
"Teacher Zhao, my teacher sent me to find you. I've acquired a special skill—a sword technique—but no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to master it..."
Xiao Weiqing briefly explained his situation.
"Oh? I got this from the Relics Assessment. Let me see it."
Zhao Jia immediately became interested, as most of the items inside the ruins were unusual.
Zhao Jia took a wooden iron knife.
Xiao Weiqing was the same.
He swung the sword.
"when!"
Zhao Jia easily blocked it, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Xiao Weiqing did not draw his sword again, but waited for Zhao Jia.
"Interesting, it even carries a trace of mental energy fluctuations."
Xiao Weiqing nodded.
"Let's try again."
Xiao Weiqing swung his knife again.
This time, Zhao Jia did not parry, but instead struck first, using his intercepting blade.
Snapped!
The tip of the ironwood knife struck Xiao Weiqing's hand.
Xiao Weiqing dropped the knife from his hand and looked at Zhao Jia with a resentful expression.
Zhao Jia, on the other hand, looked serious and remained silent in thought.
After a while.
"Wei Qing, one more strike."
"Ding!"
As the two blades clashed, Zhao Jia gradually increased the speed of his swing, and this time the tip of his blade struck two centimeters behind the tip of Xiao Weiqing's blade.
"Slash again!"
"Ding!"
One centimeter away.
"Slash it again."
"Ding!"
Half a centimeter away.
"Slash it again."
"..."
"Slash it again."
Xiao Weiqing shook his head, "No, Teacher Zhao, I can't cut anymore. My mental energy is being used up too much, and I can't concentrate."
Zhao Jia nodded, "Yes, I've pretty much figured out the problem too. Wei Qing, your innate skill is very powerful."
"I just tried using the intercepting blade for the first time, but it didn't work."
Xiao Weiqing said irritably, "You succeeded, and you even hit my hand."
Zhao Jia shook his head. "Intercepting the blade, I originally intended to strike the hilt of your sword."
You mean...?
"Yes, I misjudged the distance."
"Although my attack speed isn't fast, this situation is impossible."
Xiao Weiqing nodded. Even though Zhao Jiayong was only at the second level of strength, he shouldn't be in such a state.
"This isn't my problem; it's your technique that made me misjudge the knife's position. It seemed to be there, but it was actually closer than I imagined."
"The next few strikes proved my guess. I gradually increased my strike speed, and only with the strength of the third realm could I hit the tip of your blade."
"Wei Qing, your innate skill is very powerful. It can even influence the opponent's judgment. Although I did not use my full strength, my physical qualities, reaction and experience are still there."
Xiao Weiqing understood Zhao Jia's meaning. Even if Zhao Jia hadn't used even one-tenth of his strength, a sixth realm was still a sixth realm. Besides, Zhao Jia was a master swordsman, so this situation was impossible.
"Teacher, how should I cultivate? Lately, my cultivation has become increasingly awkward."
Xiao Weiqing voiced his question, which was also his biggest worry.
"Come with me."
The two went to a training room next door.
It's empty.
There was a perfectly smooth metal plate on the wall, made of some unknown material.
"Can you see what's up there?"
Xiao Weiqing stared intently.
There's nothing there.
"Use mental power."
Xiao Weiqing nodded and released his spiritual energy.
There is a tiny red dot, about the size of a sesame seed.
"Not bad, your mental strength is decent."
"From now on, all you have to do is swing your knife and hit this small spot."
Xiao Weiqing asked, "To what extent?"
Zhao Jia thought for a moment, "If you can hit the target a hundred times in a row within the time limit, and then practice your talent skill, you'll probably be able to get the basics down."
"That simple?"
"Easy? You'll see once you try. Even with your talent, it would be difficult to do it in two months," Zhao Jia said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Weiqing stepped forward.
Ready to try.
Zhao Jia then walked out of the training room.
"Ding!~"
A soft sound.
Xiao Weiqing's ironwood knife tip accurately struck the red dot.
next moment.
The red dot changes position.
"Huh? The location is changing?"
"Ding!~"
Xiao Weiqing hit the target again.
"Ding~~"
The sound of knocking could be heard constantly in the training room.
After the tenth time.
"It's moving now?"