37: Base? Black shop!

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Guo Feng was dumbfounded!

Sima Hui also taught Guo Feng sixteen blade stances.

But each move opened Guo Feng's eyes, giving him a sense of appreciating art.

He immediately understood what it meant for a person to wield a blade.

Just simple moves, in Sima Hui's hands, unleashed terrifying power.

Especially after Guo Feng memorized the blade moves.

After practicing them proficiently.

He sparred with Sima Hui.

Sima Hui used almost no strength, but whenever Guo Feng struck with his blade, the opponent's unsharpened blade was already at his neck and other vital points.

"Guo Feng, remember, you must take time to practice your blade every day, sense and communicate with your blade, and make the blade a part of you. No matter how high your level or how strong your power, if you cannot achieve man-blade unity, you will have a flaw."

"If you have a flaw, you will die!"

"Weapons are different from bare-hand combat."

"If you make a mistake in bare-hand combat, there might still be room for recovery. With weapons, especially blades and swords, once you make a mistake, it's over. Understand?"

Sima Hui earnestly warned Guo Feng, "Weapons are lethal! There can be no carelessness!"

"Yes!"

Guo Feng nodded vigorously.

After sparring with Sima Hui, he truly understood how dangerous a blade could be!

Afterward, Sima Hui explained special force application techniques, breathing techniques, as well as visualization and thought processes.

Guo Feng then realized that the moves were still those moves.

However, the practice method for the first level of Ninefold Thunder Strike was the most difficult part.

Sima Hui demonstrated and corrected Guo Feng for about half an hour.

Guo Feng was almost too exhausted to stand!

It was too tiring!

This high-intensity burst placed extreme demands on physical strength.

And mental energy was also greatly consumed.

As for physical stamina, there was no need to mention it.

After practicing the first level of force application for half an hour, he felt like his hands weren't his own.

"Your comprehension ability is quite good; you have a chance to learn my Ninefold Thunder Strike."

Sima Hui took advantage of Guo Feng's rest, praising him, "I'm giving you a task now: after you go back, practice at least two hours every day. For the first three months, strike no less than five thousand times daily."

"After that, no less than ten thousand strikes daily."

He then added, "Of course, if using a blade is inconvenient, a hand blade is also a blade, understand?"

"Understood!"

Guo Feng's mouth twitched upon hearing this.

Only then did he realize what his previous basic combat training amounted to.

Practicing this Ninefold Thunder Strike blade technique was the real hardship.

However, he also understood that the effect was extremely good.

Because, while practicing the blade earlier, he had heard Sima Hui say.

Ninefold Thunder Strike is terrifying; the first level's burst amplification is nine times, the second level's is eighteen times, and the ninth level's is eighty-one times!

What does eighty-one times mean?

A strength of a thousand catties, amplified eighty-one times, results in a burst of eighty-one thousand catties!

This is equivalent to a level three person, that one strike rivaling a level seventeen!

Moreover, during the training process, essence, qi, and spirit improve, and physical strength increases.

Therefore, he knew that even though Sima Hui was a black-hearted profiteer, this blade technique was worth it no matter how expensive!

While recovering his stamina through the Xuan Huang True Dragon Art's breathing, he asked, "General, let me ask you a question, have you practiced to the ninth level?"

"Heh!"

Sima Hui chuckled, "I've only practiced to the eighth level, an amplification of seventy times. However, I should be the strongest amplifier in this world."

He looked at Guo Feng indifferently, "You should know that there are at least ten people with higher levels than me, but aside from the two old monsters above me who are too high-level, everyone else would be beaten badly by me!"

"General, you're awesome!"

Guo Feng quickly flattered him.

Sima Hui was very satisfied and nodded, "Keep practicing slowly; it's a long and arduous journey. Come find me when your amplification reaches nine times."

"Oh, and also, later, have Meng Yao take you to choose a second-level alloy blade!"

"Let's go!"

After he finished speaking, he stepped forward, moving like lightning, and vanished in an instant.

"So cool, I wish I could be as cool as him someday."

Guo Feng looked envious.

He hadn't expected to meet such a peerless master when he came to the Lingneng Army's base today.

Aside from being a bit sly and a profiteer.

He was quite good otherwise.

Before long, Meng Yao walked in, looking at Guo Feng with a strange expression.

"Guo Feng, could you be General Sima's illegitimate son?"

She asked seriously as soon as she entered.

???

Guo Feng raised an eyebrow, "What the hell?"

"Don't you know that Ninefold Thunder Strike is General Sima's unique secret art? I've never heard of him passing it on to anyone. Before, the only SSS-level genius in our country knelt for three days and three nights, and General Sima still didn't teach him this unique skill!"

Meng Yao said with a gossipy expression.

Uh...

Guo Feng pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "I can confirm that the General and I have no blood relation."

He looked at Meng Yao, "You, on the other hand, really resemble my mother!"

"Go to hell!"

Meng Yao's face turned red with anger, then she smiled, "Do you think that just because you have the General backing you, you can be reckless?"

"What do you mean?"

Guo Feng suddenly had a bad premonition.

Meng Yao cracked her knuckles, making popping sounds: "The General just ordered me to spar with you, as long as I don't kill you!"

"And!"

She looked a little smug, "You certainly wouldn't refuse a level twenty-six expert to spar with you for free, would you?"

Ah, this...

Guo Feng's mouth twitched.

This was an open scheme!

Practicing the blade by himself and having someone spar with him were two different concepts.

And it was a level twenty-six expert!

Even with money, it might not be possible to hire one.

He took a deep breath, "As a man, I can bend and stretch. Come on, hit me!"

As he spoke, he stood firm with his blade, radiating killing intent.

"Good, I originally use a long spear, so during practice, an alloy long staff will do!"

Meng Yao was delighted, she swayed and took a staff from the rack.

Then, she swung the long staff, and with a burst of strength, the long staff quickly struck towards Guo Feng like a streak of light.

...

In a flash, three hours passed.

It was already five in the afternoon.

Guo Feng was bruised and swollen, and his whole body ached!

Some of it was from being poked by Meng Yao's long staff.

Most of it was due to muscle tears caused by the intense force application of Ninefold Thunder Strike.

However, for him, the gains were immense.

He felt that his force application had greatly improved; not to mention special moves, even ordinary blade moves could almost burst with over two thousand catties of strength every time.

This progress was undeniably significant!

This was the power of an SSS-level unique skill!

"Sister Meng Yao, you've made me like this; how am I supposed to deal with the Heavenly God Cult tonight?"

Guo Feng looked at Meng Yao, who had only a slight sheen of sweat, and said irritably.

Meng Yao chuckled, "It's already arranged! Come on, to the repair capsule. Those are repair potions refined by our Lingneng Army's pharmacists, based on some restorative herbs collected from the spirit world. They can be taken internally or applied externally, and they have miraculous effects!"

"Repair capsule?"

Guo Feng raised an eyebrow, suddenly remembering that he seemed to be level four already!

The shop should be able to buy 'repair spiritual energy fruit' now!

This repair spiritual energy fruit should be much more powerful than the repair capsule Meng Yao mentioned, right?

However, he didn't buy it immediately.

Instead, he followed Meng Yao to the area where the repair capsules were located.

Following the on-site instructions, he stripped off his clothes and entered a capsule, which then sealed under high pressure.

Green liquid quickly immersed his entire body.

But he found that he didn't need to breathe inside.

Soon, he felt a warm current surge into his body.

After about ten minutes.

The liquid thinned and was drained into the floor drain below.

He emerged from the capsule, took a shower, and looked in the mirror; his injuries had completely disappeared.

His stamina had also fully recovered.

"This repair capsule is quite powerful, but does Sister Meng Yao also need to use this kind of repair capsule?"

Thinking of this, Guo Feng couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Soon, he exited the repair room and saw Meng Yao waiting for him: "Let's eat in the cafeteria, then go get weapons, and prepare for the operation!"

"Oh, right."

"One use of the repair capsule is one hundred thousand!"

"Second-level alloy, five hundred yuan per gram. level one alloy, two hundred fifty yuan per gram!"

"You choose when the time comes!"

"The General said you can put it on account!"

Meng Yao said as she led him out.

"What?!"

Guo Feng was shocked; he had always thought the repair capsule was free.

And the alloy combat blade was also free!

This was not a base at all; it was clearly a shady business!