“Clang clang clang!”

Su Changkong’s hammer fell continuously, his focus complete, and he actually felt an inexplicable power flowing within the nine-ring saber. He tried to touch it and astonishingly, an odd image appeared before his eyes!

A man with a blurred face was practicing the Blade Technique with a nine-ring saber, training in the heat of summer and the cold of winter, from novice to master, from never having stained the blade with blood to killing countless people!

The man’s Blade Technique was domineering and fierce, having slain countless formidable enemies.

“This… Could this be the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader’s spirit and intent left within the saber? Can I really comprehend the mysteries within the saber?”

This scene left Su Changkong extremely astonished, but he quickly realized the reason behind it.

The owner of this nine-ring saber was the Sect Leader of the Tyrant Saber Sect, an Innate Martial Artist with a notable reputation in Central State, and his personal saber, naturally, followed him through countless battles north and south.

Whether practicing blade or slaying enemies, the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader always used this nine-ring saber. There’s a saying that practice makes perfect, and with the Sect Leader reaching such a level, coupled with his personal saber being by his side for many years, the saber naturally became imbued with the Sect Leader’s comprehension of the Blade Technique and his willpower.

And Su Changkong, also a powerful practitioner of profound Blade Techniques, combined with his potential value reaching 51, was naturally able to glimpse and comprehend the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader’s Blade Technique through the spirit and intent remaining in his weapon.

“Not bad… The Tyrant Saber Sect Leader’s Blade Technique is quite extraordinary! Bold and unstoppable!”

As Su Changkong forged the nine-ring saber in front of him, the vision of the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader wielding the ’Tyrant Blade’ kept surfacing in his mind.

“The Blade Technique realm of this Tyrant Saber Sect Leader might not be stronger than mine, but even though one’s reach may fall short, one’s grasp should exceed, and my Blade Techniques are surely not flawless. To learn from one another’s strengths is the fountainhead of progress!”

Su Changkong’s eyes sparkled.

By touching the weapons of other strong fighters and with his exaggerated perceptiveness, Su Changkong was able to comprehend the Martial Arts and characteristics of the weapons’ masters.

“Perhaps… this is the way to hone my Blade Technique!”

Su Changkong’s heart surged with excitement as he continuously forged the nine-ring saber while contemplating the spirit and intent left by the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader.

As the sky darkened and rest time came, everyone stopped their work and returned to the manor at mid-mountain to eat and rest.

After eating, Su Changkong practiced the Five Animal Frolics for a while before returning early to his residence in the courtyard to begin resting, or more precisely, to cultivate!

In the empty courtyard, Su Changkong sat cross-legged with his eyes tightly closed, concentrating deeply, and constantly recalling the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader’s Blade Technique.

In front of Su Changkong, a blurry shadow gradually appeared. This person was tall and burly with black hair flowing freely, holding a nine-ring saber. Although his face was unclear, he was the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader that Su Changkong had glimpsed within the saber.

“Clang clang!”

The burly shadow, with his black hair flying wildly and savage dominance, held the nine-ring saber and sent a Chopping Cut towards the sitting Su Changkong. The clash of the rings produced a crisp ringing sound, threatening to cleave the meditating Su Changkong in two with rampant Blade Qi, imposing and extraordinary.

Hum hum!

Yet, in front of Su Changkong, a shadowy figure in black emerged, holding an Iron-Cutting Sword—it was the embodiment of Su Changkong’s own intent!

The shadowy figure of Su Changkong emerged, employing the Iron Cutting Blade Technique. A simple Chopping Cut seemed effortlessly natural, with the force of heaven and earth accompanying it, confronting the burly shadow.

“Clang!”

A clear metallic clash erupted, audible only to Su Changkong.

The two shadows touched and instantly parted, but immediately they both struck with their sabers—one with fierce dominance, using power to overpower, the other calm as ice, shattering all resistance. It was as if two swordsmanship masters were dueling to the death with no quarter given!

“Clang!”

The second stroke ended in a stalemate, but the burly shadow’s domineering Blade Intent began to weaken.

“Hiss!”

On the third strike, the burly shadow’s saber cut across the shoulder of the shadowy figure formed from Su Changkong’s intent, while the Iron-Cutting Sword of the shadowy figure slashed across the neck of the burly shadow!

In the midst of the tearing sound, the burly shadow’s neck was severed by a single cut and gradually dissipated, while Su Changkong’s shoulder pain intensified as a wound split open and fresh blood seeped out!

“Turning intent into form, I evolved the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader from my own intent, to fight against me, to comprehend his Tyrant Blade’s Intent Realm. It is like sparring with a swordsmanship master face to face, battling for life!”

Su Changkong was not alarmed but delighted, his eyes shining brilliantly.

Su Changkong had studied the Intention Demon Form Skill and had fused its essence with his own Five Animal Frolics, mastering the method of turning intent into form.

Today, while repairing the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader’s personal saber, Su Changkong, through the spirit and intent lingering in the saber, comprehended the Sect Leader’s Blade Technique. Thus, he tried to simulate the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader through transforming intent into form, and then used his intent to form his own avatar to do battle.

The most straightforward method for rapid improvement in Martial Arts Skills is actual combat, especially life-and-death combat!

It took three strikes for Su Changkong to vanquish it, and he was wounded on the shoulder in the process.

The fact proved its usefulness—as if Su Changkong had just fought a life-and-death battle with a master of the Blade Technique. He gained a profound understanding of the peculiarities of the Blade Technique, elevating his comprehension considerably.

Of course, this does not prove that Su Changkong could indeed take down the real Tyrant Saber Sect Leader with only three strokes. Both parties were the manifestations of Su Changkong’s intent, displaying only Blade Techniques.

A Martial Artist does not only possess Blade Techniques; their Cultivation Realm, actual combat experience, Cultivation Techniques, and body techniques, when combined, constitute their true strength!

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by Madara Web Novel