《The Lonely Wanderer》Chapter 38: Flashy And Brute Form
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After fiercely rebuking her silly son. Crimson gets to the main point for her awakening. "Son this era belongs to you, and I hope you will be the leading Shining Star of this era. You do not need to be a king, patriarch, emperor all those titles are nothing but bullshit. To live you need power, to love you need power, to protect your children you need power. Without power, you become the plaything of others as they so wish it and please it as thus. I will be personally training you. However, it will not be easy; first, you have to give up on the idea of flashy techniques. Spreading out your Spirit Force into domes to conceal your weapon just in the end to slash your enemy in half? What kind of pussy spewing rainbow Martial Techniques have the old ones been teaching?"
Take for example when you are taking a shower. Some people prefer it to be on the "sprinkle" setting, where the water comes out in a spread out area. Others prefer it on the mode where it comes out strong in three to four streams.
"The Martial Techniques even in the immortal era were way more flamboyant than the current period. Don't get me wrong, and It is suitable for assassination how some spread their Spirit Force out into the surrounding to mess with others senses. However, in the process has it crossed your mind, just how much of your energy you're wasting? From here out I will give you an example." Readjusting her breathing and simulating a couple of practices to warm up her body. Crimson unsheaths a sixteen-inch dagger which then transforms becoming a six-foot Great Sword.
"Now son I want you to demonstrate for me one of your Sword Techniques. However, before you do, I want you to think about what I just said. Think about the wastage of your energy. In real life and death fights, the first one to feel their energy draining is the first one to lose the lead. Which in turn forces them into being the one always retreating in every confrontation."
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Taking multiple deep breaths, jumping ten-feet into the sky and landing on the thumb of his left hand. Proceeding onto the fore, middle, ring, and pinky finger, then repeat the same exercise on his right hand. Progressing through his routine following frog leaps, bear squats, diamond pushups, mountain climbers and so forth in a matter of two minutes.
Shenzi unsheaths Worldly Purification from the scabbard resting diagonally across his back. Warmed up and ready to demonstrate, while keeping in mind of the lectures given by his mother.
Recalling the times when using Waxing Gibbous, and World Scar. The weak and burning feeling of all his muscles, as it left him like a man on the verge of death, with not one scrap to muster any energy afterwards.
Shenzi wields Worldly Purification with its tip facing the ground. Instead of spreading out all his Spirit Energy over a large surface. Shenzi begins compressing it into his prized Worldly Purification. Due to the high compression, the surrounding fifty-metres that were initially bright as day
darkens. Imitating what it would like at eight pm during summer.
Worldly Purification dyes a colour of black like midnight, yet the blade represents the stars in the night sky. Illuminating the way for those who wander enjoying the nightlife in their city.
Condensing 1/10th of his Spirit Force, combining it with his combined Sword, and Sabre Qi. Shenzi cleaves downwards picturing himself slashing Mount Mauna Kea in half.
Reacting per his will, the "alive" Waxing Gibbous forms a highly compressed wave of energy. Slicing down the earth of this world, with its land and crust being twenty-fold tougher compared to Abyssal Prison. The light appears as nothing had changed, except for the little tears forming in space, the clouds cleaved through showing the remnants of Waxing Gibbous.
With tons of energy left, still being able to perform flawlessly with ninety percent left in his energy reserves. Feeling the change from previous times, Waxing Gibbous had increased in might by 1.5x, the required energy slashed down by nine-fold.
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Building up plans for his future road of cultivation. Shenzi can't help but immerse himself into imagining himself in the future. Using only a thousandth of his energy, slashing out hundreds of time with Waxing Gibbous. How disastrous would that be, if your opponent could strike hundreds, thousands even millions of times with such overbearing might?
Looking towards Crimson with eager eyes of a child who just drew their mom a birthday card, waiting to be applauded and then given their favourite treat.
"Very good you pass but need improvement, now show me the way how you would normally have performed this technique."
This time with nothing held back, Shenzi pours the remaining ninety percent of his Spirit Force into Worldly Purification. Shining beautiful golden like the calm before the storm. A pitch black six-kilometre long globe expands out with Shenzi as the core. 2/3 of a full moon appears above the sky around the globe, surrounded by fourteen blazing stars rotating at high speeds around the moon. The fourteen stars combine forming an enormous blazing body. Cleaving down picturing himself slashing Mount Everest in half. A monstrosity of a blade beam slices through the ground travelling 100km/h.
The globe fades away, and Shenzi falls to his hands and knees huffing and puffing like a dog on a humid summer day. Looking outward as far as his eyesight allows him to see there, is a long sixty-kilometre long by an eight-kilometre thick gash in the crust. With molten lava bubbling up to the surface, creating a lava lake from the remnant Flame Spirit Force and Sword Qi.
Crimson can't help but take a serious look at Shenzi. "Son both forms have ups and downs but before we start with you absorbing the tablets domain. You will be practicing this technique religiously for the next couple days. Within this time as you have already accomplishments as a Sword Expert, I want you to combine both forms of this technique. First things first, you need to cut down the time required to 0.1 seconds. Moreover, you have to find a comfortable medium where you're not draining all your strength, yet you are not using more than 1/3 of your total Spirit Force for this technique."
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