Volume 1 Chapter 10 (1/2)
Chapter 10 Real Vitality Released
“The descendants of the Sword Villa were extraordinary indeed!”
At the Riluo Village inn, the obese old man pushed the door open and walked downstairs slowly, fixing his eyes on Di Hongtian.
Behind the counter, the servant reached out for the long sword and outflanked gradually.
“I just want less trouble. Since you are not cooperative, you are doomed to suffer for it.” The obese old man narrowed his eyes; his eyesight seemed to be compressed into sharp blades.
Di Hongtian glanced at the obese old man, feeling slightly shocked, for he seemed to be one level more powerful than Doukong, according to his inner temperament.
“Aren’t you from the world of martial arts in the Central Plain?” he asked with his palm slightly resting on the sword handle.
The first-cla.s.s masters from the world of martial arts in the Central Plain were so famous that he had already known them very well, but he was sure the rotund old man before him was not included.
“You needn’t know too much!” said the fat old man while slightly raising his chubby palms, which turned blood red immediately.
A strong b.l.o.o.d.y breath emerged out of his palms, making people disgusted and dizzy.
“b.l.o.o.d.y Palm!” Di Hongtian furrowed his eyebrows. “Are you from the Cult of the Devil?”
“You seem to be quite knowledgeable!” said the obese old man, rubbing his palms to launch a strike several meters away.
Whir! Whir!
The air was shaken by the force of his two palms, which let out the sound of dull whistles.
On both palms of the obese old man, two b.l.o.o.d.y prints were protruding as they expanded and turned as large as meters long. Each finger looked as thick as a stalagmite.
“Real vitality released!” Di Hongtian was shocked all of a sudden.
The martial arts pract.i.tioners always cultivated their essence and vitality to link up all the pa.s.sages of energy to make the vitality circulating all over the body so that they could burst out extraordinary power. However, it could only boost the physical strength and speed. For those who had never practiced martial arts, they were no different from other common people. However, when the inner vitality was repeatedly refined and acc.u.mulated to a certain degree, it would be released suddenly to achieve a completely different result.
The pract.i.tioners with such a capability could destroy the enemies even hundreds of steps away, take things from long distances, and boost the force of swords. . . To strike the enemies, they needn’t close-in fight, as just one palm far away could be strong enough to be lethal.
Once the one had reached the level of releasing the real vitality, he would be ranked as one of the top masters in the world.
“So what?” He waved his arm to pull out the Sword Zhongfeng and split down forcefully with his teeth clenched.
All the sword skills in the world always focused on agility and fierceness, while his sword skills were full of a sense of heaviness.
Although it was hard to make real vitality release, it didn’t mean it was irresistible.
It would inevitably make palm forces weakened. Unless there was huge strength disparity, the pract.i.tioners could not defeat the enemy only depending on the released real vitality. They had to get involved in close combat with concentrated attention to exert the strength as much as possible.
He slashed with his sword like a flash of lightning.
The dazzling sword instantly split on the b.l.o.o.d.y giant palm.
Although the Wu Family of Jianzhonglin Clan was a small branch, its ancestors had created the Tianxiang Sword Art based on the breath of thousands of remnants of swords as well as of the heaven and earth, which was exquisite and incomprehensible, comparable to the secret martial arts of the Nine National Clans.
The only disadvantage was the high level of difficulty to practice such a sword art. Moreover, without specific sword moves, the pract.i.tioner needed to refer to the heaven and earth. Different apperceptions would result in completely different actual performances.
Di Hongtian had already reached the seventh level of the Tianxiang Sword Art, which enabled his every move of the sword art with his apperceptions of heaven and earth, which could also be felt by his opponents.
It was like a landslide, or a raging wave, or thunder or a storm. . .
The Sword Zhongfeng was too heavy and fierce, so it was the same with his movement of the sword.
Once the Sword Zhongfeng split into the b.l.o.o.d.y giant palm, the real vitality of the sword was suddenly spread like thunder and with amazing power.
Bang! Bang!