《Epic Of The Second Strongest Demonic Blade King》Chapter 45 - Practicing Techniques (1)
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When Xiao Lin climbed down from one of the mountains to the ground, he prepared to leave the valley and head back into the town to return to the castle.
But before he would really do so, he wanted to at least practice some of the battle techniques mentioned in the battle arts that belonged to the Demonic Blade King and Undying Blood Emperor.
He wanted to be adept at some of them.
Till now, he still doesn't know how to execute any battle technique. So, he wanted to at least practice some of the plethoric battle methods and master them to a certain degree. He felt that they would be tremendously useful to him in battles that might come up some day. So, he didn't want to be left unprepared for any that might occur either in the nearest or farthest future.
Now, the techniques that he chose to master were from the Myriad Chaotic Blood Armament, an Empyrean Weapon Self-Formation Art, Blood Devouring Thousand Worlds, an Empyrean Battle Art, and Great Heaven-Shattering Growl, which was also an Empyrean Battle Art.
Then to have powerful escape techniques, like to run away from enemies who are much more powerful than him, he prepared to master a few escape techniques from the Heavenly Blood Marauder Unparalleled Blur Flash, an Empyrean Evasion Technique.
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Picking the first four techniques from the Myriad Chaotic Blood Armament battle art which were the 'Lesser Hundred Ominous Blades', 'Greater Hundred Ominous Blades', 'Greater Thousand Monarch-Slaying Blades', and 'Nine by Nine Sky-Soaring Profound Dragon-Killing Blades', he prepared to practice them.
After going through what was described in the Lesser Hundred Ominous Blades battle technique, he closed his eyes and focused within himself, or more precisely, at the region in his dantian where the Ordinary Blood Symbols floated at.
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Once he did so, and then drew Blood Energy from each of them in the next instant to the network of Peculiar Blood Veins within his body, which was the complex network of interconnected meridians that the Blood Energy that he drew out from each of the fifty Ordinary Blood Symbols in his dantian would move to flow to other areas of his body, he began to perform mystifying gestures with his hands.
Then once he performed the final stroke or gesture with his fingers a second later, Blood Energy that had accumulated within that intricate network of Peculiar Blood Veins in decent amounts, abruptly gushed out from his body like a furious flood in the next instant and then sharply transformed into thirty solid, blood-colored blades that both hummed and vibrated at the same time with the power of extreme sharpness to seemingly cut through all things.
Once the blades formed, they immediately shot out at furious speeds towards a large rock that Xiao Lin pointed at which was many feet in front of him.
Slash! Slash! Slash!...
Thirty slash sounds quickly rang out as the thirty razor-sharp blades struck the large rock and pierced through it in the next instant.
Then a second later, the large rock which was smoothly cut through in many places, scattered apart into numerous fragments upon the earth beneath it.
Witnessing this, Xiao Lin broke a smile in his face.
He then said "I have to reach the Blood Acolyte level."
Xiao Lin had suddenly mentioned this due to the blades that he produced from his Blood Energy. He could perceive some degrees of weaknesses in their structures. So, he felt that if he launched that as an attack at a stronger cultivator, the cultivator would use only a single attack to shatter them into pieces.
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Besides, they were just too few in number to him.
The technique which was called Lesser Hundred Ominous Blades, meant that he could produce from a single blade to ninety-nine blades. But now, after giving it best, he was only able to produce thirty blades which made him totally unsatisfied.
However, he understood that this was just his first try, so it was impossible to create ninety-nine blades in an instant. But he knew that with subsequent tries, he would be able to create up to eighty or ninety blades. And that when he got to the Blood Acolyte level after creation of 200 Ordinary Blood Symbols in his dantian, he would be able to effortlessly produce ninety-nine larger blades that might easily resist the shattering power of the powerful Spiritual Energy attack of a stronger enemy cultivator.
Then he decided to go at it once again and put in more effort.
After trying it again, he was only able to produce thirty-two blades.
"Ugh!" He uttered unsatisfactorily.
He then tried to go at it again.
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Then after doing it like thirty times more and could only produce thirty-nine blades, he stopped with an unsightly expression appearing in his face.
He then felt that if he could only create thirty-nine blades using the Lesser Hundred Ominous Blade battle technique, how then would he be able to create one or two blades using the more difficult, Greater Hundred Ominous Blade battle technique that requires the formation of blades from a hundred blades to nine hundred and ninety-nine blades. It felt totally impossible to him.
Besides, the two other more powerful techniques which were the Greater Thousand Monarch-Slaying Blades and Nine by Nine Sky-Soaring Profound Dragon-Killing Blades that he chose to also practice, would be tremendously harder to unleash. Therefore, he chose to stop here or he would only waste his time and energy.
He then began to ponder deeply about something.
'From the way that Master Nine Calamities looks at me, I can tell that he is very impressed with me. So, I would go to him under that likeness to suggest to him that I go raid and attack disciples of a particular sect that ventured into some place for adventure.'
'I will tell him that I will take their spatial rings and submit it to him to contribute to the growth of the bandit group. Once he allows me, I would be able to do what I really want.' He said within himself with a contemplative gaze in his eyes.
Hahaha!
He suddenly burst into laughter while nodding his head at the same time.
"Sounds like an amazing plan to me. I like it. Only in that way after killing many of the disciples of that sect and weaving their blood into blood symbols which I will store in my dantian would I be able to rapidly attain the Blood Acolyte level. Good!" He said with an indecipherable smile in his face.
He then prepared to practice a few techniques mentioned in the other battle arts and evasion arts that he recalled from his powerful memory to practice.
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