His right hand made a grasping motion in the air, and the treasured saber wrapped in cloth strips flew into Zhong Lin’s hand. With a gentle shake of his palm, the cloth strips instantly exploded, revealing the appearance of the saber.
It was a Horse-Slaying Saber. The handle was as black as ink, resembling a long iron rod. The blade glead with a cold light, asuring over three feet in length, with a hilt slightly over a foot long, ending in a large ring, indicating Cai Ting, facilitating attack maneuvers, and weighing a hundred pounds.
With a casual swing, the blade cut through the air, producing a series of buzzing sounds.
His inner breath circulated, effortlessly flowing into the Horse-Slaying Saber, and the blade emitted a slight glow.
The tip of the blade hung low, and as it traced across the void, the bricks beneath his feet had a narrow trench ford in them, like tofu.
"Great saber."
Looking at the Horse-Slaying Saber, Zhong Lin couldn’t help but praise out loud.
Glancing once more at the scattered flesh on the ground, a vague darkness flashed in Zhong Lin’s eyes.
Qi Feilong, known as "One Strike Sky," had been reduced to at paste after three punches under Zhong Lin’s strategy, without even having the chance to draw his saber. What a pity.
"So, my idea as a Weapon Master was not wrong. Moreover, in life-and-death battles in the future, I must give it my all, never letting foolish behavior like Qi Feilong’s occur."
Zhong Lin still rembered the unwilling look in Qi Feilong’s eyes before he died, but life only cos once. When it’s over, it’s over.
From afar ca the sound of footsteps, and a mont later, Hai Ming arrived atop the city wall with a group of people. Seeing the scattered flesh on the ground and the splattered blood, their pupils shrank.
"Honorable... Young Master Zhong."
Zhong Lin twirled the saber in his hand and said casually, "Lord i, Qi Feilong is dead. You handle the aftermath."
Having said that, he turned and leaped off the city wall, no longer paying attention to Hai Ming and the others.
"Is... One Strike Sky really dead?"
County Magistrate Zhang still found it hard to believe that such a powerful Martial Artist, who had kept them sleepless and on edge for a month, could be dead.
He thought Zhong Lin would have a great battle with Qi Feilong, but having rushed here, he only saw the ground full of flesh, which was beyond imagination.
"Dead. I recognize the Horse-Slaying Saber in Young Master Zhong’s hand; it’s Qi Feilong’s weapon. As expected of a major sect’s disciple, truly living up to his reputation."
Arrest Officer Xue was full of fervor. As a Martial Artist, he admired strength, and Zhong Lin’s power filled him with awe.
Hai Ming, however, had a face full of bitterness. Such a figure had been driven away by him, and his elder brother’s roaring words from the recent letter still echoed in his ears. His heart felt like it was bleeding, making him wish for death.
"Captain Xue, have your n clean this up."
Hai Ming waved his hand, feeling utterly desolate.
"Yes, my lord."
Having resolved the matter with Qi Feilong, Zhong Lin had no intention of staying longer in Black Mountain County.
Uncle Taro’s family had arrived three days ago. Zhong Lin purchased a shop and a courtyard for them. Whatever they would do in the future didn’t matter anymore. With Hai Ming’s protection, as long as they didn’t bring about their own downfall, their life in Black Mountain County would certainly be smooth sailing, far better than in Lower River Village. It was a way to repay the debt to his forr self.
Zhong Lin coated the body of the Two-headed Mutant Beast with an additional layer of ice and had it sent to Tianyang County long ago.
Bidding farewell to Old Man Xu, Zhong Lin once again rode his horse leisurely towards Tianyang County.
He stopped and started along the way, every day without fail swallowing elixirs, ditating, practicing martial arts, and breaking through acupoints.
On the sixth day after departure, the Chong ridian, one of the Eight Extraordinary ridians, was opened.
The Chong ridian is the pivotal point of all ridians’ Qi-Blood, capable of regulating the Qi-Blood of twelve ridians, hence known as the Blood Sea of Twelve ridians, with a total of thirteen acupoints.
When Zhong Lin opened the Chong ridian, he felt his entire body surging with Qi-Blood, his strength greatly increased, as if he had an inexhaustible supply of power, able to remain energetic even without sleep for days.
On the fifteenth day, the Ren ridian, one of the Eight Extraordinary ridians, was opened.
The Ren ridian regulates the Yin ridian Qi-Blood, known as the Sea of Yin ridians, located at the front chest, from chin to perineum, with a total of twenty-four acupoints. Together with the Du ridian, it is one of the most difficult ridians to open in the human body. However, once opened, the inner breath will dramatically increase.
On the twenty-eighth day, the last of the Eight Extraordinary ridians, the Du ridian, was opened.
With this, the twelvefold progression of the ridians was complete.
At this point, Zhong Lin’s hundred ridians were all connected, and his inner breath circulated throughout his body with no obstacles whatsoever, flowing freely and unhindered.
The inner breath within the ridians roiled incessantly like a river that never stops.
It seed as if every limb and bone within him was filled with an endless supply of strength, and his inner breath’s power seed to penetrate every inch of his body, giving him a peculiar sensation as if his Qi-Blood was so abundant it might burst out of him.
At this mont, Zhong Lin’s mind was clearer than ever before. With a sense of transparency throughout his entire body, it was as if he had been reborn, akin to a snake shedding its skin, completely renewed.
The heavens and earth were all within his mind!
The horizon of his spirit expanded infinitely!
At this mont, Zhong Lin felt that he possessed unparalleled power. Sensitivity enhanced, and every breeze or rustle within thousands of steps around him, even the faint crawl of centipedes and spiders, was reflected in his mind.
Not a single sound could escape his senses.
Through introspective vision, Zhong Lin could perceive that as long as he circulated his inner breath, every bone and organ in his body beca visible, transparent, and lucid.
The state of the Twelvefold Progression, enabling introspective vision.
His bones were distinct, exhibiting Golden Muscle and Jade Bone.
Suddenly, Zhong Lin opened his eyes. Although it was night, everything in his vision appeared like daylight.
In an empty room, he conjured light.
This was the kind of power produced when the inner breath reached a certain level, akin to Divine Skills.
His right hand made a grasping motion in the air, and the long horse knife on the horse’s back flew into Zhong Lin’s hand.
He stood firmly with both feet, circulating the "Five Elents Mixed Essence Skill," and the violent inner breath surged forth.
"Sweeping thousands of troops."
Zhong Lin roared, swinging the Horse-Slaying Saber in his hand in the air.
Imdiately, a golden Sword Qi burst forth from the Horse-Slaying Saber, spanning hundreds of ters, forming a condensate in the void, resembling a gigantic Horse-Slaying Saber.
The Sword Qi cleaved through the void, the air shaking along its path, with fierce Wind Flow sweeping through.
Boom!
A trendous roar shook the surroundings, dust rising, while various wild beasts in the forest fled in panic, and hundreds of birds cried mournfully.
Once the dust settled, a hundred-ter-long trench appeared in the dense forest before his eyes. Within the trench, neither trees nor rocks remained, all reduced to dust.
Zhong Lin’s face was slightly pale, his breathing a bit rapid. The "Five Elents Mixed Essence Skill" circulated, and in just a few breaths, the expended inner breath was more than half restored.
This was the advantage of opening all the ridians; the inner breath was constantly circulating, greatly enhancing his recovery ability. Unlike before when it required prolonged ditation to recover, especially with the Du ridian and Ren ridian now open, it was no longer necessary to circulate the entire Grand Circulation throughout the body, instead circulating through major acupoints on the front and back of the chest, with a recovery efficiency many tis greater than the previous smaller ridians.
"Hehe, Sweeping thousands of troops... cleaving Mount Hua."
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