Vol 2 Chapter 16.2 (1/2)

Book 2 - Fame Spreads

Chapter 16.2

In Tai Cang county, He Yiming had always repressed his true strength because he didn’t wish his grandfather, father, and other elders to discover his true strength.

The progress of his strength had been too quick- to the extent that even he himself sometimes felt skeptical. In all honesty, he actually might be treated as a devil for real. Even if he somehow made them empathize with his situation, the word ‘genius’ alone still wouldn’t be able to cover the explanation.

Consequently, if he had to reveal his fortuitous event at the bottom of the lake, the further development would spiral out of his control. Therefore, as long as he remained in the He manor, or even Tai Cang county, he couldn’t help but conceal his strength. In the pa.s.sing two years, this had already transformed into an instinct for him. Although he did a good job of it, it had also changed into an inescapable giant shadow of his heart.

Like a ma.s.sive chain, it had been weighing down on him, suffocating him.

However, in these months, braving the wind and dew every day, a.s.sociating with wild animals as he walked in the forest, using heavens as his roof and ground as his bed, he’d been completely carefree and exempt from all worries.

In these three months, his mood had been quite pleasant. Be it physically or spiritually, he’d not felt any repression at all.

Spiritually in particular, which seemed to have undergone a natural cleansing, making it pure and bright.

The spiritual repression he’d suffered through the course of two years had been swept away in one swoop.

Precisely because he was a stranger in this strange place known as Fire Crow country, which was several thousand li away from Heaven Sieve country, he had discarded all his concerns and engaged Xie Grace with a completely free mind and confronted this spiritual beast without concealing his strength at all.

Here, he would not hide, and neither did he need to do so.

His eyes s.h.i.+ned brightly while his face had an excited expression, even carrying a hint of going berserk.

From the beginning of the fight, he’d only used brute force without using any technique behind it at all. However, at this moment, his sword began to exhibit a hint of fist concept.

The broadsword surged like a gigantic rolling boulder as it danced in the air while maintaining the immense pressure on the spiritual beast, seeming endless and incessant.

He’d never thought of merging the moves of Rolling Boulder Fist into his blade technique. However, today, he’d indescribably, involuntarily, and unwittingly accomplished this feat.

While employing the blade with all his skill, the moves of Rolling Boulder Fist, the technique he’d trained throughout his life, completely integrated with his broadsword.

This was the fist concept. It was not some fist technique, but the spot where the profound essence of fist techniques lied.

If He Wude and his other acquaintances were to see this scene, they would be once again stunned at his display.

“Ha, haha, hahahaha…”

Hearty laughs of contentment and joy echoed. His broadsword was becoming increasingly swift- producing whistles like wails of ghosts and howls of wolves in the air.

Rolling Boulder Fist’s characteristic was precisely that more the time of use, more the might acc.u.mulated. As long as the opponent was evenly matched and the user could ensure that the momentum of Rolling Boulder Fist would continue to build up, the final victor would always be Rolling Boulder Fist.

Of course, if the opponent could forcibly break it halfway, or use some mysterious skill and disrupt its momentum gain, that would be a whole different matter.

However, this long-armed racc.o.o.n evidently didn’t possess such capability. It was already trembling at the sight of the broadsword before it. At this moment, it further discovered that all of the four directions around it had suddenly been shrouded by the images of the broadsword. Even its path of retreat had also been obstructed by that flowing water-like blade light.

Regardless of where he tried to breakthrough from, he only found a huge screen of light. As its impenetrable, iron-hard hands would make contact with this screen, he felt as if he’d been struck with countless hammers, hurting him to the bones. Not struggling was out of the question as well, since this blade would occasionally succeed in breaking the defense of its two arms, smas.h.i.+ng its body.

At that moment, the acc.u.mulated might of Internal Energy would completely shake its spirit as if being struck by an iron hammer, making it see stars in the day. Even its movements would become somewhat sluggish.

In its memories, this was the first time it had felt so close to death, feeling as if spirits of death were looming around its body, waiting for it to die.

Suddenly, it raised his head high up before its mouth issued a series of unspeakably shrill cries. As these cries spread around, all the creatures in the vicinity immediately fled for their life.