Chapter 650: Pseudo to True (1/2)
”A total of 228 Avatars for the 7th level [Myriad Incarnations Scripture], I also reached the 7th level for the [Voidwalking Manual]. Nice...”
Raven looked at the crowd of his look-alikes in satisfaction. After confirming that every single one of his Avatars were created with no flaws and could function just as well as previous once, he immediately had them join the others in order to help with current tasks.
”With them, the amount of Enlightenment I'll receive on a frequent basis will surely skyrocket. They could also help me create more techniques that I can use to defeat my enemies.”
”And thanks to the Voidwalker's physique, If things go awry, I could always return back in time to prepare myself for it. At most, I could go is three years to the past, or future. That's incredible. How the hell did Master Geezer found these techniques anyway?”
Raven could only shake his head and smile wryly. He knew that asking this question is won't be of any help since Geezer is nowhere to be found but he just can't help but wonder sometimes.
For someone who's reached Divinity Realm in cultivation and could easily part with heaven-defying techniques, it was truly a mystery just what kind of place could trap Geezer a long time.
Raven sighed and said: ”Whatever, I'm not nearly strong enough to know those things anyways. I'll just have to focus on cultivating right now.”
Reaching this conclusion, Raven returned to the spot where he could test out his newly created techniques. Leaving behind the avatars to deepen their understanding about laws for him.
He decided that since there's only four months left for him to stay here for now, he'd best focus on training and re-affirming his knowledge of the basics.
Upon reaching the empty field, Raven removed the upper part of his training robes, allowing it to fall to his sides. He then tightened his belt and clenched his muscles, holding it for a few seconds before relaxing. After that, he stretched and regulated his breathing, he made sure that his blood flow was active and his body was properly warmed-up so that he won't injure himself.
After warming-up, Raven went into a boxing stance. His mind was focused on a single devotion, which is to revisit his basics and make his body remember the benefits of it all over again.
*Pa!*
A crisp and sonorous sound of his fist sounded when he threw a punch. The air in front of him howled and caused a shockwave to ensue. However, contrary to what he just displayed, Raven wasn't actively trying to use his strength with his punches, he's more focused on the intent of the technique. He wasn't brute-forcing his way out of this training, each fist he threw was laced with a sharp intent and a fueled by a singular thought. That is why the effect was happening every time he threw out a punch.
Raven wasn't in a hurry. Each punch he delivered gives off an impression of being slow and methodical, yet for some unknown reason, to the eyes of an enemy it was done in a blinding speed making it impossible to track by the naked eye.
Additionally, as more time passes, the destructive effect on each punch of Raven rises exponentially as well. Past the one hour mark on his 'back to basics' training, his punch was even twisting the time and space around him. It even reached the point where Raven doesn't even look he was punching anymore, it was as if he's just standing there in a boxing stance and the area in front of him will just experience devastation all of a sudden.
Raven threw out punches for five hours straight without resting even once, his entire body was gleaming with swear but his expression remained calm and collected, he didn't even look tired. After that, he took a brief rest, rehydrating himself and eating a light meal. His break lasted for an hour before he stood up again and went back to training.
This time, he performed kicks instead of punches. Just like the beginning, he started out slow. He focused on the technique, form and intent, not on brute-strength. Gradually, his speed started increasing but Raven paid it no mind. He whole-heartedly focus on his inner mantra and the rest followed.
Scenes of mass destruction occurred as he delivered swift kicks unable to be tracked with the naked eye. Each kick distorted the very fabrics of space itself, causing his surroundings to be chaotic. Once again, it reached the point where he doesn't even look like he's performing a kick anymore since it was happening so fast.