Chapter 36 - The Value of Blood Flame Bones (1/2)

Where the flowers bloom!

For the whole night, Lin Yun was busy practicing swordsmanship and pondering this pithy formula.

The swordsmanship used by the man clad in black impressed him so deeply, even made him behave as if someone possessed.

He had no idea how many times he had practiced but failed to learn about its true essence.

Lin Yun had figured out nothing until the daybreak.

Watching the sunrise, Lin Yun took a long breath in sullenness.

He had always been so confident in his comprehension.

However, he merely memorized one move, whose nature he still had no clue about.

With a glimpse in unconsciousness, Lin Yun caught a delicate bedewed wild flower showing its glamour in the sunshine.

Walking slowly towards it, Lin Yun picked the flower and put it in his palm.

He was recalling the moves of the man in black.

The flower floated away from his palm with a shake urged by his inner force.

Lin Yun, taking the sword with his right hand, made a slash ferociously while the flower landing on the sword’s tip…

His posture, which was nearly the same as that of the man in the painting, couldn’t hurt the enemy at all.

“What a fool!”

Lin Yun shook his head after the self- blame. The wild flower was torn into pieces with a vibration of the tip of his sword.

Had he done something wrong?

In him the tiger sniffs the rose.

This sentence popped in Lin Yun’s mind all of a sudden.

“So it is!”

It dawned on Lin Yun that it was unnecessary for him to imitate the man in black.

The flower is an artistic conception, rather than a real object.

Boom!

He suddenly emitted a compelling aura, like a fierce tiger in rampage.

The final perfection of the fist position of tigers had been revealed thoroughly.

Where the flower blooms!

According to the swordsmanship kept in his mind, Lin Yun acted it out with the compelling aura.

His moves turned weird in an instant.

His aura was overwhelming, like a tiger in rampage forcing all the beasts to surrender, it actually became gentle and delicate under the guidance of the Flowers Burying Sword, floating slowly and carefully forward.

The two completely opposite kinds of aura merged closely with the assistance of the Flower Burying Sword.

His eyes, following the move of the sword, always landed on the tip.

All the things around him were disappearing gradually into the darkness except for tip of his sword.

He seized the chance and brandished his sword.

Where the flower blooms!

Whoosh!

The enormous inner strength and tiger-like aura instantly vanished.

A rose was blooming quietly on the tip of his sword. The unprecedented aura suddenly burst out as soon as the blossom formed.

However, it couldn’t last.

Flop! Lin Yun almost fell over after several unsteady steps.

Inserting the Flower Burying Sword in the soil, he was out of breath.

All of his inner power had been consumed by this move.

Weariness could be observed from his pale face.

Basking in the light of the rising sun, his eyes were sparkling with pleasure.

“So it is. As the first move of the Rose Swordsmanship, where the flower blooms meant defeating your heart. Only by conquering the tiger in your heart, could you transform the aura to the sword.

It was easier said than done.

Lin Yun was almost exhausted after a mere attempt. This move involves the aura, mood and one’s ability in self-control.

What did the tiger mean?

Desire, anger or the demon in his heart.

If he overexerted, everything would be out of control.