Chapter 24 - Intent (2/2)

Qi reliant classes are better at close combat, which means techniques using qi don't really go far. So I don't necessarily have to bring the qi out of my body. I just have to somehow use it to reinforce my body. The best way to bring out sword qi would be to cultivate while moving!

Will had learned long ago that he could cultivate while he was moving and that his cultivation would actually be faster if he was doing sword strokes than if he was sitting down. At first, he merely thought this was to get users of the SSS manual to practice more, but now Will came to a conclusion.

The reason I cultivate faster when I do sword strokes is that I'm producing more sword yuan! Water exists everywhere within the atmosphere so Water-type energy is easy to get. However, sword-type energy has to be produced through certain movements.

Will decided to test out this theory on his new opponent. This was a genuine battle with his life on the line. It is only in such situations when one's potential can be pulled out most.

There is still the matter of sword intent. Meh, let me just use killing intent instead, after all, swords were made to kill... wait...

All of these thoughts merely took a fraction of a second to process; however, this was enough for the Warhawk to make its move. Believing in the power of its defense, the bird decides to make use of its superior speed and made a nose dive straight for Will.

It expected the young man to make preparations, but Will did nothing of the sort. He merely held his sword by his sight and stared at the beast with a blank expression on its face.

Meters were covered within moments, yet Will still did nothing. The bird was confused; however, it was not polite enough to refuse a free meal. As far as it was concerned, Will was its favorite type of prey; a water type human cultivator. It was only when it was a few meters away from Will that the Warhawk stopped midflight. Its giant wings kicked up a storm of torrential winds that shifted massive amounts of snow.

The Warhawk was stunned. Abruptly, from nowhere, came the most intense and dreadful killing intent it had ever felt. Although it was only for a moment, the Warhawk had a dreadful thought permeate its mind.

If I get near him I will die.

Although the killing intent eventually subsided, the bird's heart couldn't help but palpitate at the possibility of its demise. What had happened?

Why had this happened? How did he do this?

Many questions were drifting I'm the quagmire that was the creature's mind yet no answer seemed to come. The bird decided to shrug off the fear in its heart and decided to continue after all the killing intent had subsided, or rather, it had changed. Little by little, Will's body started to emit a unique kind of killing intent. Due to the sudden changes that had occurred to Will's demeanor, the bird decided to become more cautious.

It increased its distance from Will slightly and decided to carefully observe him, to see if what it had felt was a mere coincidence. Or rather it hoped it was a coincidence.

As time went on this feeling started becoming more and more obvious, the Warhawk could only think of one word to describe this killing intent.

Sharp.