Chapter 68 (1/2)

Chapter 68: Wind Disaster

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations  Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

Speed is power.

This was the first sentence written on the first page of Supreme Mistwind Sword.

Supreme Mistwind Sword was a Killing technique which pursued extreme speed.

He ruffled the air with sword arts, creating sword Qis, and stacking the sword Qis one on top of the other to increase his own speed. It was a technique which created and controlled sword Qis. He need great strength, agility, reaction, and control to perform it.

The faster he waved his sword, the stronger the the sword Qi’s prowess. The sword Qi increased the practitioner’s support, raising his speed.

“The Killing technique Supreme Mistwind Sword is extremely profound, and it’s based on using an omnipresent atmosphere to increase one’s sword technique’s agility and damage.”

Huang Lin looked at Supreme Mistwind Sword’s content and said, “Xingjian, your sword talent is unparalleled and I have not learnt the Killing technique Supreme Mistwind Sword either. Therefore, I can only give you pointers purely based on sword arts principles. In the end you’ll still need to rely on yourself.”

As he said that, Huang Lin smiled. “But I believe that even if you train by yourself, you’ll still be able to reach great heights in this Killing technique.”

From there, Fang Xingjian began the days with practicing the Supreme Mistwind Sword.

Waking up early in the morning, he would create sword Qi at full power one thousand times. Even from a distance of hundreds of meters away from Fang Xingjian’s villa, one would still be able to see the gigantic sword Qis flying out over ten meters before they slowly vanished.

Each time Fang Xingjian waved his sword to slit across the air, and with the quick acceleration of the sword’s edge, he created shockwaves in the air, forming streams of sword Qis.

All these streams of sword Qis slashed through the atmosphere, spurring the air currents to move, and changing the air pressure. Some of them were unusually strong and violent, while others were soft and gentle. And at the end, Fang Xingjian could even create unbelievable sword Qis such as whirlwinds, twisters and air pillars.

All these were various mysterious phenomena in the Supreme Mistwind Sword, created by slashing through the air and disturbing the atmosphere. Also, they were created by pure sword Qis, which allowed Fang Xingjian to conveniently rely on his unparalleled talent in order to continuously master them at an incredible speed.

One thousand sword Qis took him one hour, and Fang Xingjian also fully depleted all his energy during this one hour. He was aching horribly all over, and even his organs felt a bit unwell.

This was caused by the way Killing techniques stressed the physical body, making small vessels or even the heart suffer from hidden injuries. Without high attributes like Fang Xingjian’s it was impossible to perform such Killing techniques. Therefore, the academy would not give students access to learn such Killing techniques. It would be as good as murdering them.

Killing techniques did not increase one’s attributes nor did they provide one with specialties. They had no strengthening effect on the foundations of one’s physical body, and their only use was to kill. This was also why Fang Xingjian only learnt the Supreme Mistwind Sword. Rather than diverting his energy, he might as well focus on leveling up the Killing technique which was the most suitable for him.

After all, he really did not have much time left.

After that, he started his breakfast. Countless members of the academy’s upper echelon brought him ferocious beasts, aged medicinal plants unearthed from deep in the mountains, and of course, the ten Wind Hawks that the Headmaster had grabbed from Kirst’s City Lord’s residence.

These Wind Hawks were reared in the academy and fed with the best medicinal plants every day.

After being killed, they had then been placed into a big pot, and stewed for over six hours with countless herbs and animal essences.

Fang Xingjian would take a big bowl of Wind Hawk soup and its meat every morning. It tasted extremely fresh, melting in his mouth. The silk like texture, combined with a deep fragrance, continuously lingered on his taste buds.

Of course, the delicious taste was just one of its perks. The most important thing was that these Wind Hawks were even too nourishing. The Headmaster reckoned that after Fang Xingjian finished these ten Wind Hawks, he should be able to get a 1 or 2 point increment to his agility attribute, and could even obtain the recovery of his physical energy and getting rid of hidden injuries.

After breakfast, two Knight instructors would massage Fang Xingjian’s muscles and veins all over his body with the Reduced Force Field, helping him move his vital energy and blood, eliminating his fatigue, and healing the damage his body had got from previously practicing the Killing technique, after which he continued with his training yet again.

This was a treatment that even the Headmaster himself had not had the chance to enjoy, and which was making countless people go crazy with envy.