A graceful young woman with a bow strapped to her back nearly wept with relief as she read her manual’s title.
"Wind-Piercing Arrow Art... I can’t believe my luck!"
She had been dreading the possibility of receiving a close-combat manual, knowing her archery background would be useless besides the bow.
anwhile, so were neither lucky nor unlucky.
"Venomous Snake Spear... well, at least it’s a spear," muttered a young man uncertainly.
He specialized in spear work, true, but his techniques focused on straightforward thrusting attacks.
This manual’s emphasis on poison and underhanded tactics which churns his stomach.
A pair of twin brothers looked at each other’s manuals and groaned in unison.
"Want to trade?" the first asked, holding up "Yin Ice Blade."
His brother showed "Yang Fire Sword"—they had trained together their entire lives with complentary techniques, but fate had given them opposing elents instead.
"No trading or exchange allow!" Elder Wang coldly stated, piercing the crowd with a snort.
"Uh..." They paused together before speaking at once," Elder Wang, it was just a joke..."
anwhile, so disciples hid their true reactions.
A quiet girl with unremarkable features glanced around nervously before carefully concealing her satisfied smile.
"Flying Needle Technique..." A large, clumsy disciple looked at the delicate manual with the expression of soone asked to thread a needle while wearing thick gloves.
"Well, I suppose everyone needs to learn precision soti."
His neighboring disciples patted his shoulder sympathetically, knowing his reputation for breaking everything he touched.
Elder Wang observed the chaos with a satisfied expression.
"The second round truly begins now," he announced, his voice cutting through the noise.
"You have one hour to comprehend as much as possible from your assigned manual. Your understanding will determine your ranking in this competition."
After saying this, everyone quiet down. Even Zhao Gongzu wore a pensive expression as he opened the manual that was handed to him.
While everyone was doing this, Shi Jing opened the system panels.
Upon skimming through the manual, he grasped its basic movent. Then, the notification appeared.
[Ding! Detected "Seven Constellation Slashes", Earth-Grade.]
[Ding! You have comprehended the minor mastery of the Seven Constellation Slashes!]
[Seven Constellation Slashes: Minor Mastery (Earth-Grade).]
This only took a minute at most. With that done, he stood up with a slight smile, attracting the attention of everyone.
So disciple who was engrossed and attempting to study their own art can’t help but look up.
"What is this fool doing? Not spending his ti studying?"
His words caused the crowd to whispered in discussion.
anwhile, Xing Yue frowned at Shi Jing’s action.
’What is he doing? Shouldn’t he spend ti contemplating the movent behind the technique?’
She didn’t dare to believe that he had already mastered the initial movent, or comprehend it to its perfection in such a short amount of ti.
After all, this junior is just fourteen at the Qi-Refinent realm.
However, could she ever suspect that he already ford his sword intent at the age of thirteen?
Reached the perfection realm of a heaven-grade sword right after?
No, she couldn’t!
Not even Supre Elder Tian Long could see through this. With the layer of concealnt and secrecy on him, unless he revealed it himself, no one can see through it!
At this mont, Shi Jing was confident as he bowed toward Elder Wang, his face wearing an amiable expression as well as bearing a respectful tone.
"Elder Wang, junior wish to demonstrate the sword art to you."
Seeing this, Elder Wang was startled. Before, he had heard of Shi Jing na before from Zhou Kang and didn’t care much for it.
The second ti is during the first round, his result was diocre, nothing special.
This can be considered the third ti they interacted with one another.
"Are you sure you don’t want to spend more ti contemplating the sword art?" He asked, trying to make Shi Jing considered his choices.
However, Shi Jing shook his head as he handed over the Seven Constellation Slashes.
"No." He said.
Hearing this, Elder Wang frowned.
But since Shi Jing has decided, he could not stop him.
"Go ahead." He said, turning his head toward the row of inner elders. For this second round, he wasn’t the judge, it was the inner elders responsibility.
There were five inner elders, four was at the Dao Seed Realm while one was at the Peak of Wandering Sea.
Among these five, Xing Yue happened to be one of them.
Without speaking any further, Shi Jing unsheathed the sword off his scabbard and held it tight in his hand.
Ye Ming as well as Zhao Gongzu can’t help but look up at this mont, staring at Shi Jing’s back.
Shi Jing disregarded everyone’s gaze and found himself in a state of trance. He stare at the heaven above, looking at this familiar sky again, he can’t help but have a strange feeling.
’The heaven has always been cold and indifferent...’
’Heaven Refining Immortal once said that cultivating dao is pursuing the truth. In doing this, essence is just the first step, comprehension is the second, and the dao heart is last.’
Shi Jing was never confident in the first step, essence. However, ever since his transmigration, he was confident in his talent for comprehending dao!
As for the Dao heart, this final step remained unknown.
At this mont, Shi Jing aired out his thought to focus on the scold sword in his hand.
’I could feel it... My sword intent is wavering!’
He could feel his sword cry in the palm of his hand. Reluctant, he waved his arm, slashing at the air.
Slash!
The first stroke was ordinary and plain. Then the second, third, and fourth.
These stroke caused the participants to sneer.
"Even I could do this!" Soone stated.
However, Elder Wang grew pensive as he waved his hand to shut the person speaking.
"Quiet!"
Shi Jing continue slashing at the air, his sword stroke was not flashy or colorful. Only the sound of air being sliced was heard.
When the seventh slashes ca, a thunder struck the earth.
This was followed by the notification from the system.
[Ding! Congratulation, you have reached the Major mastery of the Seven Constellation Slashes!]
The sky began to gathered dense clouds. However, Shi Jing was so deep in his trance that he didn’t notice it.
Inwardly, he murmured to himself.
’Seven Constellation Slashes... Seven slashes form one constellation, Seven Constellation perfect the sword!’
The mont he completed this sentence, a change occurred. His sword beca a blur.
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