62: Chapter 62 Secret Technique

Chapter 62: Secret Technique (Seeking Subscriptions)

The blade practice ended.

Next was the circulation of the Splitting Edge Golden Fiend Method.

His Divine Sense once again turned inward. This time, he sank his consciousness into the surging torrent of Qi and Blood within his body.

This sight made his heart tremble slightly.

He saw that his Divine Sense seemed to transform into countless invisible guiding threads, precisely directing every single stream of Qi and Blood to accurately impact every subtle location in his body that required tempering.

Whether it was the deep fibers of the skin and membranes, the bone density at the tips of the skeletal structure, or even the fascia gaps between the organs that were extremely difficult to reach.

The circulation of previous Cultivation Techniques relied on instinct and experience, inevitably resulting in some 'broad flooding' or subtle 'drifting off course.'

But under the absolute control of the Divine Sense, the efficiency of tempering Qi and Blood suddenly increased.

It was like a crudely skilled blacksmith suddenly acquiring a high-powered microscope and micro-carving tools; every strike was precise, and energy utilization reached an unprecedented height.

After more than an hour, he concluded the practice.

Unlike the previous feeling of exhaustion and emptiness, what surged into his heart after concluding the practice this time was a sense of fatigue filled to the extreme.

His muscle fibers seemed to be breathing, greedily absorbing the energy that had just been efficiently utilized, sending waves of tingling warmth—the sign of rapid strengthening.

Feeling the solid warmth emanating from the depths of his bones and tendons, a sharp gleam flashed in Li Wen's eyes.

"The speed of Physical Body improvement is even faster."

This discovery made him extremely satisfied.

Ever since witnessing Ling Feng's world-shattering strike during that devastating beast tide, his goal had long surpassed the scope of The Four Great Factions.

Kindling University—that brilliant star hanging at the Peak of Blue Star's Martial Dao—was his ultimate battlefield.

And to step onto that grand hall, top-tier techniques were indeed the stepping stone, but a powerful Physical Body was also the foundation.

Merely being an Elementary Martial Artist would absolutely not be enough at the Kindling University selections.

He had to break through the Martial Artist Realm at the fastest speed and sprint down this path.

Time slipped away like sand flowing from a blade's edge, and in the silent grinding, two days vanished in the blink of an eye.

March 4th, the night was cool as water.

The independent martial arts room was vast and silent; only the fluorescent light strip overhead emitted a faint hum.

Li Wen stood in the center of the training area, holding the most ordinary standardized long saber.

He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling, his gaze deep and profound like an abyss.

His entire aura was retracted to the extreme, as if a volcano on the verge of eruption was suppressed within the most precise container.

That final invisible membrane of the Unity Realm was currently as clear as a thin veil draped before his eyes.

Within reach!

Not a possibility, nor a hope, but an inevitability!

Tonight was the night!

An indescribable sense of heroism churned in his heart.

A little over a month ago, he was still an ordinary class student struggling at the threshold of Minor Achievement at the Advanced level.

But now, he held a saber at Perfection of the Top Tier realm, standing before the door of the Unity Realm that countless Martial Artists dreamed of entering.

This leap originated from countless days and nights of sweat-drenching hard practice, from repeated struggles on the edge of life and death in the virtual world, and from the insight brought by the mysterious space opened up in his Sea of Consciousness.

This was not merely a leap in strength, but the most powerful proof of his past persistence and choices.

The goal: Kindling Hall! Starting from the bluestone, he was carving open the thorny path toward the Peak step by step!

Clang!

A clear saber hum suddenly rang out, tearing through the silence!

Li Wen's figure moved.

Without activating Absolute Focus, his Divine Sense naturally spread out, perfectly merging with his senses.

He flicked his wrist, and the standardized long saber transformed into a streak of light, slashing out fiercely.

The sixty-four Moves of the Rainbow Light Saber Technique poured out from his hands like a flowing river of stars! Chop, lift, thrust, wipe, slash, point—

The basic Moves, under his interpretation, seemed to possess life, becoming intricate and profound.

The first Move, Long Rainbow, the saber edge trembled slightly, bringing forth specks of cold light.

The second Move, Rainbow Shadow, followed closely, the saber light carving out a graceful arc.

Immediately following were 'Startling Swan,' 'Flowing Rosy Clouds,' 'Breaking Dawn,' 'Setting Sun'—

Move followed Move, one Move merging into the next!

The saber light grew denser and more continuous, stirring up fierce swirling air currents within the confined space.

It was as if countless sharp threads were interwoven in the air.

The control of the Divine Sense was pushed to its extreme; the transition between each Move was no longer a stiff connection made deliberately, but a natural consequence.

The residual force of the previous Move had not yet dissipated, and the optimal force application point and trajectory for the next Move were already clearly presented in his perception; muscles, tendons, bones, and Qi and Blood were precisely driven by the Divine Sense to erupt with optimized power.

Sixty, sixty-one, sixty-two, sixty-three—Li Wen felt as if he had transformed into a drop of water in that surging great river; the Blade Technique was no longer a set of Moves, but a rhythm, a breath, a natural Dao existing between heaven and earth!

The sixty-fourth Move: Piercing Sun!

When the final Move reached its end, in that split second between the old force fading and the new force emerging, hum!

The jade-like little figure sitting cross-legged in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly opened its eyes!

Guided by the Divine Sense, all the feedback from his body achieved perfect coordination.

He did not pause, nor did he forcibly urge new power; instead, in a state that was mysterious beyond measure, he fused the ceaseless flow of Moves evolved from the sixty-four techniques—every single Move that condensed the essence of the entire Blade Technique, the surging kinetic energy of Qi and Blood—into one.

In that minuscule gap where the old force had not yet completely vanished, using the Divine Sense as the guide and the Perfection Saber Intent as the core, he detonated it instantly!

"Long Rainbow Piercing Sun!"

A thought, silent yet explosive, burst in his mind.

Swish!

A distorted light and shadow, whose speed was indescribable, suddenly flared up.

Li Wen's figure vanished from the spot!

It was not merely 'speed' caused by visual afterimages, but in that instant of extreme eruption, the power was highly condensed and compressed, as if his very existence had been twisted, stretched, and condensed by that ultimate speed and power.

A blood-colored afterimage, like a fleeting glimpse, was briefly imprinted on the trajectory of space; this was an anomaly generated by the extreme stretching and friction of the Qi and Blood power against the air.

Pfft—!

A short, sharp sound, like metal tearing cloth, rang out.

Almost at the instant the saber hum sounded, Li Wen's figure had already appeared at the opposite corner of the martial arts room.

He maintained a perfect posture of retracting his saber, his movement frozen, as if he had never moved.

But on the tip of the standardized long saber in his hand, a cohesive bead of water refracted a rainbow of light under the lamp.

This was a phenomenon only possible after extreme eruption and high condensation of Qi and Blood.

The path the previous saber strike traveled seemed to have been cleaved open by an invisible sharp blade, forming a straight, momentarily vacuum-like, and instantly closing channel of air waves.

Silence! After extreme speed came extreme stillness!

Li slowly lowered his arm, his gaze falling upon the mirror-smooth surface of the saber blade.