Chapter 55
Is this what true genius looks like?
The elders found themselves at a loss for words.
Ying Bing stood quietly, sword in hand.
“Xiao Bing'er, Li Mo’s swordsmanship was guided by you, wasn’t it?”
Xue Jing slowly regained his composure and asked.
“Mm.”
Ying Bing nodded.
“I see.”
“Even with some mastery in swordsmanship, it’s still quite difficult to withstand the test of the Xuanbing (mystical weapon) at this moment.”
“However, this also indicates that Li Mo has potential in the way of the sword.”
The elders nodded in understanding.
Only Han He wore a complex expression, letting out a sigh.
“In the realm of swordsmanship, even if I consider myself well-read and have perused countless historical texts, I fear I may struggle to find anyone with talent comparable to yours.”
Shangguan Wen Cang, the usually stern leader of the Qingyuan Sect, couldn’t help but express his admiration.
“There are others.”
Ying Bing replied without hesitation.
“Oh?”
“There’s always a higher mountain.”
Ying Bing said softly.
The sword was her most adept weapon, but it wasn’t her greatest strength.
Moreover, the true prodigies of swordsmanship...
A name flashed through her mind, one that deserved the title without question.
“Xiao Bing'er, how many meridians have you opened now? Has the icy energy within your bloodline changed recently?”
Xue Jing suddenly inquired.
“Twelve meridians.”
“The icy energy... has not changed.”
Twelve meridians?!
Xue Jing’s teacup slipped from his hand, soaking his trousers.
In the vast sword training ground, one could hear a pin drop.
Then Ying Bing added:
“Almost thirteen meridians.”
The elders, who had already turned to stone, felt as if they were about to shatter into pieces.
They were not only astonished by Ying Bing’s incredible progress.
It was well-known that martial artists could open a maximum of twelve main meridians in the Qi and Blood realm.
What did she just say?
Thirteen meridians?
Didn’t that mean Ying Bing’s upper limit in the Qi and Blood realm was even more terrifying?
“Xiao Bing'er, how many main meridians do you think you can open at most?”
“Twenty-four meridians.”
Ying Bing replied calmly.
Even with some mental preparation, the sound of gasps filled the sword training ground.
Everything they thought they knew about talent paled in comparison.
...
Meanwhile, not far from Qiushui Pavilion, in front of a waterfall.
“Whew...”
Li Mo stopped his training.
In his perception, the meridians, enhanced by the Extreme Soldier’s Body Refinement, felt like coiled serpents, each containing a seed of blood energy that surged with immense power.
“This time, I actually opened two meridians in one go.”
Li Mo exhaled a breath of stale air.
He could feel that his body, which had been overexerted from forcibly lifting the Panshi Meteor Hammer last time, had fully recovered.
In fact, it felt as if he had been reborn.
Moreover, the divine weapon had a remarkable effect on body refinement.
That’s why he was able to leap forward in his progress.
“Don’t slack off.”
“My Qi and Blood realm hasn’t even reached halfway.”
Little Li felt a moment of joy but quickly tempered it with caution.
He then took out the book titled “Ding Feng Bo Twelve Hammers.”
Chapter 50: The Request for the Seven Fixed Qiankun Absolute Technique
“Let’s try using the Heavenly Book Seal first.”
Li Mo took out the Heavenly Book Seal and pressed it down.
No response.
The small characters showed no signs of flowing into it.
Clearly, the Heavenly Book Seal couldn’t perfect the incomplete martial arts manuscript.
“Should I try learning the first eight forms instead?”
Li Mo felt a bit of a headache.
If he had a choice, he wouldn’t want to learn an incomplete manuscript.
If it came to that, he could wait until he descended the mountain for sect tasks and check the trading post for suitable martial arts to buy. If nothing was available, he could spend a fortune to have them help find something.
For Little Li, anything that could be solved with money wasn’t really a problem.
Half an hour later.
He had already memorized the outline of “Ding Feng Bo Twelve Hammers.”
Though he was reluctant to admit it, he seemed to learn the hammer techniques much faster than the sword techniques.
“The incomplete manuscript... should be able to infuse martial insights.”
Li Mo tentatively tried it.
【One year of insight infusion successful.】
【In the first year, due to your astonishing talent in hammer techniques, even though the martial arts you obtained were incomplete, you persevered in practicing them, entering the basics in a month, becoming proficient in three months, and achieving minor success in six months.】
【By the end of the year, you had a moment of inspiration and managed to break through to great success!】
Li Mo: “.......?”
Wait a minute, buddy.
Achieving great success in a year while practicing incomplete martial arts? Is that really me?
It felt so strange, so unfamiliar.
The good news was that he had finally discovered another talent besides being handsome.
The bad news was that this talent...
“Indeed, interest and talent are two different things.”
“Why can I handle all kinds of weapons, but it’s just a hammer?”
Li Mo felt conflicted.
Could he really grasp the hammer techniques to perfection relying on an incomplete manuscript?
【Five years of martial insights infusion successful.】
【In the first year, you practiced “Ding Feng Bo Twelve Hammers” to perfection, but due to the lack of subsequent chapters, you hit a bottleneck, unable to progress beyond perfection.】
【In the second year, you began to ponder deeply, seeking the true meaning of this hammer technique and trying to identify the missing parts.】
【In the third year, the previously blocked path was unexpectedly revealed, and you found some direction to move forward, creating the ninth and tenth forms.】
【In the fourth year, this hammer technique in your mind was merely a puzzle missing a piece, and you easily created the eleventh and twelfth forms, successfully obtaining the complete “Ding Feng Bo Twelve Hammers,” which, compared to the original, was subtly superior.】
【In the fifth year, your “Ding Feng Bo Twelve Hammers” reached perfection.】
“.....”
Li Mo held his forehead, questioning his life.
One reason was that countless insights about hammer techniques surged in his mind.
The other reason was... his talent in this area seemed to be even better than he had imagined!
Five years!
Incomplete martial arts!
He had somehow managed to complete it and even reached perfection!
Compared to the slow progress of learning sword techniques, it was like riding a rocket.
“Is it that my hammer techniques are inherently good?”
“Or is it because I’ve become the master of the Panshi Meteor Hammer, enhancing my talent in this area?”
The divine weapon seemed to be more than just powerful.
Sensing the Panshi Meteor Hammer within the seed of the world, Li Mo didn’t delve deeper for now.
He couldn’t even take out the divine weapon to use, so overthinking was pointless.
“First, let’s complete ‘Ding Feng Bo Twelve Hammers.’”
Li Mo walked over to a relatively flat piece of blue stone.
He spread out some paper on it and began to write.
Before long, the complete high-level martial arts manuscript appeared on the paper.
Taking out the ancient bronze Heavenly Book Seal, he pressed it down, and the tiny characters immediately flowed in, quickly rearranging themselves.
In the end, even the name of the martial arts changed:
“Qiankun Seven Fixations.”
A brand new absolute technique was born.
“Qiankun Seven Fixations” could be considered a super upgraded version of “Ding Feng Bo Thirteen Hammers.” The former, without changing the latter’s essence, interpreted the concept of ‘slowness’ to the extreme.
It emphasized striking slowly to counter speed, lifting heavy weights with ease.
When practiced to perfection, a seemingly light strike could unleash terrifying power.
Opening mountains, splitting seas, and dominating rivers were all within reach.
No need for further words.
Martial insights, activate!
...
Meanwhile.
On the main peak of Qingyuan.
After a series of tests, the elders began to discuss.
In the Qi and Blood realm, one could utilize the glow of the dawn to perfectly execute high-level sword techniques.
With daily refinement from the Taiyin (Great Yin) energy, the strength of the body was formidable, truly embodying the essence of ice and jade.
For some reason, even her spirit and soul were extraordinary.
“Xiao Bing'er’s combat power is definitely not beneath the Inner Breath and Jade Liquid realm.”
“If it weren’t for her pure bloodline, I would suspect she was a transformed descendant of some powerful auspicious beast.”
“Indeed, being born with twenty-four meridians, her Qi and Blood realm has only reached halfway...”
The elders, having lived for most of their lives, found themselves at a loss for words today, their hearts tumultuous and never at rest.
However, what they didn’t know was that this was not all of Ying Bing.
She still had a trace of Taiyin power she could call upon.
And the incredibly mysterious Xuanpo (mystical soul).
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