Murim Recurve Chapter 109
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"Let's see how good the Wind Blade is," Re'Kha positioned herself, entering the excited state of her cultivation technique as she switched over to the wind element. The unit worth of Wing Qi flowing in her meridians moved into her right hand, converging under the nodes along the side outer side of her palm.
When all the Wind Qi converged into a certain design under the various nodes, they opened in sequential order, starting from the nodes closer to the tip of her little finger. The way in which it flowed through the nodes and the pressure the nodes exerted on the Wind Qi shaped it accordingly.
The Wind Qi formed a thin line along the edge of her palm as Re'Kha swiped her right hand outwards, like a sword slash. A wind, shaped like the crescent moon flew out as a result of her action, moving at speeds faster than her hand's movements. The wind blade moved for a distance twice her height before disappearing.
It was silent and was unable to be seen by the naked eye. Though, in her Wind Qi perception, it was registered with startling clarity. The length of the wind blade had been exactly the length of her arm.
This was both a boon and a bane for the Pranic Arts. Their strength directly depended on the user's physique. A taller person had a longer range of attack. Considering the concept of the variation of arc length with respect to the radius, the taller one was, the stronger their Pranic Art became.
Among their race, men were slightly taller than women. But, the height of men and women varied based on their Clan. Among the commoners, their height varied depending on their affinity to the respective element.
The shortest among them all was the Harmonisers from the lightning Clan. The average height of a male from the lightning Clan ranged between 150-160 centimetres. As for the women, they ranged between 145-155 centimetres. There was usually a decrease of 5-10 centimetres from men to women.
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The height of a male from a water Clan ranged between 155-165 centimetres. For a male from a fire Clan, the height varied between 170-180 centimetres. Finally, the males from the metal Clans were the tallest, averaging between 200-220 centimetres.
Overall, the stature of their race was one of the smallest. After all, when Re'Kha transformed into a Bisheen, she was twice her height. Just that alone showed the physical superiority of a Bisheen when compared to a Kalki.
Though, the Kalki had an elemental advantage, able to wield four elements as compared to the three wielded by the Bisheen.
Re'Kha entered the stance once again, unleashing another wind blade as she noticed it fly at a speed similar to when she unleashed a palm projection. The only difference was in its length and sharpness. The element of wind had another advantage. It couldn't be seen.
Normally, one could only feel the wind but was unable to see it. Therefore, even flowing wind cannot be seen. Only in places filled with dust clouds would the movement of the wind be detected. But in clear places without any dust, her wind blade would move undetected.
'This would be pretty useful in fights.' Re'Kha realised its uses immediately, feeling a bit better now that she could attack in one more element. She relied on the Wind Qi perception to see. So, in cases she was in danger, she had to switch to the water element and attack. But when she did so, unless it rained, she couldn't see anything. Moreover, the rain only allowed her to perceive the ground over which water stagnated.
Now, she no longer had to do that. She could directly attack in the wind element now. Just this alone ensured her a lot, giving her the confidence in surviving. Re'Kha continued to practice until she got used to the movements needed for unleashing a wind blade, attacking using both hands.
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The method to unleash them was all imbued in her—both mind and body—using the Kalki Qi. So, she didn't have to learn the Pranic Art from scratch. That was why Pranic Arts and cultivation techniques were transmitted using the Kalki Qi.
It meant one thing: even a newbie Harmoniser that had just learnt a Pranic Art could unleash it without any errors.
Once she had unleashed the wind blade twelve times, Re'Kha was soaked with sweat while her Elemental Qi reserves had dried. It was currently day 10 of the Early Fire Month. So, it was hot.
The climate in the Water Season was cold while the rain fell most of the times. There wasn't anything drastic that happened in the Fire Season, except that it became hot. And, during the Peak Fire Month, there was a chance dry substances could catch fire easily, for every object would be layered by Fire Qi.
When Re'Kha activated her Wind Qi perception, the grey sand world wasn't clearly defined. The concentration of the grey sand had reduced by a quarter thanks to the Fire Qi in the air. Based on the rate the grey sand's concentration decreased daily, Re'Kha estimated there would barely be a quarter remaining when the Peak Fire Month started.
Thankfully, no natural phenomenon like the rain accompanied the Fire Season. Otherwise, her Wind Qi perception would be rendered useless in the Peak Fire Month, just like how it fared in the Peak Water Month.
That was why Re'Kha avoided any activities and just focused on comprehending the wood element during that time.
"It's been three months since then," Her gaze sharpened as Re'Kha recalled the masterminds behind the incident with the four Sha, "Now that I have a means of protecting myself and an environment where my perception isn't hindered, it's time I track them. Based on their conversation back then, they planned to move again somewhere around this month."
Re'Kha wiped her sweat as she rubbed her storage ring, clenching and unclenching her hand as she muttered, "It's time I visited the market. I need a bow."
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