Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Blood Battle Ten Forms
Under the orange-red twilight, a large wave of experts flooded into the Bloody Red Altar.
"Yangming, where is Qiu Wunan you spoke of?"
An old man with white hair asked.
He is the Sect Master of the Silver Spear Sect, ’Mountain Cang Spiritual Spear’ Gao Zhenting.
The headquarters of the Silver Spear Sect is far away from the Bloody Red Altar, but after Wang Yangming disappeared, Gao Zhenting led many people to search around, and the two sides happened to meet today.
"Master, this person was pursued by Brother Shi to the place of seclusion and has been hiding there all this time."
Wang Yangming’s words made the experts present somewhat uncomfortable.
To be honest, they simply cannot believe that Shi Xiaole could defeat the ’Red-faced Demon Leader’ and forced the latter to flee. It sounds absurd.
What realm is the other party at, and what realm is Shi Xiaole at?
But not only Wang Yangming, even other young people are unanimous in their words, forcing them to believe.
"Eh, where is Brother Shi?"
Coming to the stone building, Wang Yangming was taken aback when he did not find Shi Xiaole’s figure.
"According to you, maybe the young hero Shi has gone underground. Quickly go and check to prevent any accidents."
A great number of experts rushed into the passage.
There were three experts at the Fifth Tier of Qi absorption realm, and more than ten at the Fourth Tier, so everyone was very brave, fearing that they would miss the opportunity to fight against evil and defend the righteous path.
Soon, they saw a pile of broken bronze and iron pieces, large and small, interspersed with many key parts.
"This is..."
Gao Zhenting’s eyes widened.
"A mechanism man!"
Someone bent down and rummaged through the pile of iron, finally exclaiming in surprise: "Amazing, it seems like it was destroyed in a single hit. Could it be that before us, a master who is familiar with the structure of the mechanism man had been here?"
The sophistication of the mechanism man far exceeds anyone’s imagination.
Without understanding its structure, it is difficult to find its weak points.
Fact is, each mechanism man is different in structure, so even experts who are proficient in this field will have to make a lot of effort to locate them.
Of course, there is also a possibility that a master at the Xuan Qi realm has been here. With the power of a master at the Xuan Qi realm, it is equally easy to destroy these mechanism men.
With a confused mind, everyone cautiously arrived at the massive stone chamber.
The scene before their eyes left them stunned.
Qiu Wunan was lying prone on the ground, with dried blood stains on his throat, and a shocked expression on his face as if he had seen something unbelievable before his death.
Gao Zhenting and the other experts gathered around and carefully examined Qiu Wunan’s wound, all drawing in a sharp breath afterwards.
"How terrifying! Who on earth could have done this?"
A swordsman’s voice trembled slightly.
Despite his many years of wandering in the martial world, he could not predict at all, the angle and manner in which the killer had struck the fatal blow to Qiu Wunan’s throat.
In other words, the killer’s swordsmanship far exceeded his imagination.
"We arrived too late; it seems that a senior master has arrived earlier and solved the problem."
Gao Zhenting looked a bit regretful yet relieved, his expression was a complicated one.
In the crowd, Wang Yangming remained silent.
The speculations of the experts were reasonable, and he completely agreed. But for some reason, an unrealistic guess kept surfacing in his mind.
"Brother Shi, I must have been completely bewitched by you."
Wang Yangming shook his head with a bitter smile.
Coming out of the passage, after a round of search, he finally found Shi Xiaole’s inscription on the square, knowing that Shi Xiaole had left temporarily due to some affairs.
Although he was disappointed, knowing that Shi Xiaole was safe, Wang Yangming finally felt relieved.
Just as he was pondering, a sudden scream rang out.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, seeing a dozen women being pushed out by an expert. They were carrying big and small bundles, obviously loaded with many valuables from the Bloody Red Altar.
"Are you people of the Bloody Red Altar?"
Someone in the crowd snarled.
"No, dear swordsmen, we are not..."
The women started to cry out of fear and quickly explained, even recounting the unspeakable experiences they had gone through.
Hearing their stories, the crowd was touched. Seeing that the women had no martial arts skills and their expressions did not surface a lie, they finally lowered their guard.
"According to what you ladies have said, you have seen Qiu Wunan being killed with your own eyes. Did you manage to see who did it?"
Gao Zhenting stroked his white beard, asking softly.
All eyes fell on the women, making them so nervous that they could hardly speak. In the end, an older woman replied: "A handsome young man, wearing a green shirt, and armed with a blade and sword."
At this statement, the scene instantly fell into silence, one could even hear the drop of a pin.
...
After handling the affairs of the Bloody Red Altar, Shi Xiaole felt a sense of relief.
There are a total of 25 branches of Demon Sound Valley, but sadly, to maintain secrecy, even the masters of each Altar do not know the specific location of the other Altars.
Luckily, he has already informed Wang Yangming of this issue. He believes that once the news spread, the righteous forces of the Cloud Triangle will take action.
By then, even if they couldn’t find the other 24 Altars, at least they would alert the martial world and keep the forces of the Devil Path from taking advantage of the situation.
Having done all he could, Shi Xiaole decided not to handle the rest.
Rushing on the main road on his fast horse, two days later, he entered Wangyuan City.
Wangyuan City is not a city in the Cloud Triangle region, but one of the ten areas of Qingxue State, a city in the Floating River Area.
The Floating River Area is more than double the size of the Cloud Triangle, and its martial arts level is considerably higher. It can be ranked in the middle range throughout Qingxue State.
After finding a tooth shop, Shi Xiaole bought an independent courtyard in Wangyuan City and settled down.
He was not here for enjoyment, but to practice martial arts in peace.
After grasping half of a killing move, Shi Xiaole attempted to deepen his understanding further, but regretfully, after a solid three days, he made no progress.
Thinking about it, even though his enlightenment is exceptional, his foundation is too shallow. He has not fully grasped many martial arts concepts. Being able to comprehend this half-move was already indicative of his profound fortunate fate.
There was no use in rushing what came next.
More importantly, even if it was only half a move, the power of this killing move had surpassed that of a lifeline and could be used as a trump card entirely.
"This trip to the Bloody Red Altar has indeed brought substantial gains."
In addition to comprehending half a killing move, Shi Xiaole also found a book on the Woman Devouring Great Method at Qiu Wunan’s place. After system identification, it had surprisingly reached the level of lower second-level.
Shi Xiaole planned to exchange it for a second-level lower martial art. Fortunately, the free draw day of this month had also arrived, just in time to do it together.
As the night fell, the stars twinkled.
"May I ask the host, do you wish to proceed with the free draw first, or the same-level martial art exchange?"
The system asked.
"Proceed with the free draw first."
The surprise should be saved for last, after all, same-level martial arts couldn’t possibly be drawn blank. As for the free draw, the chance of drawing a blank reached half.
Ding!
The square halo fell on the blank stone wall, making Shi Xiaole sigh ever so slightly.
His luck was too good in the past, he almost got whatever he wanted, but his recent draws have been rather unfortunate. Could this be payback?
"Proceed with the same-level exchange."
As he spoke, the square halo jumped on the second layer of the stone wall.
Shi Xiaole’s pupils contracted slightly.
With the Purple Light Divine Skill, he temporarily did not need other second-level lower internal skills. Having more was a waste. Best to have something like swordsmanship, blade skill, or flying skill.
Admittedly, even though the Dai Sect is a second-level lower sword technique, its strength lies in its data analysis ability rather than its direct attack power. Therefore, when facing higher-level opponents, it inevitably would be somewhat disadvantaged.
If it were exchanged for a strong second-level lower martial art, Shi Xiaole might be considerably strengthened.
The square halo flashed back and forth, like a mischievous child intentionally selling suspense. It wasn’t until several dozen breaths had passed that it finally begrudgingly stopped.
Ding.
Seeing the words on the stone wall, Shi Xiaole’s heart pounded, and he couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming joy.
"Congratulations, Host, for drawing a second-level lower blade skill, the Blood Battle Ten Forms created by Kou Zhong."
Whoosh!
It’s actually this blade skill.
The Blood Battle Ten Forms, created by the master of Tiance Mansion, Li Jing, and later passed on to Kou Zhong and Xu Zilin.
It is said that this blade skill was derived from the killing and fighting of thousands of soldiers, each move full of momentum and resolute determination. It might be slightly insufficient to fight for supremacy in the Martial World, but when used in the battlefield, its power is limitless.
For Shi Xiaole at this stage, the struggle for supremacy in the Martial World is naturally too far-off. More profound blade skills, he might not be able to comprehend quickly.
Blood Battle Ten Forms, just perfect.
In fact, according to Shi Xiaole’s estimate, this is Kou Zhong’s version of the Blood Battle Ten Forms. If it is Li Jing’s modified version, it would at least be of mid- second level.
....
In the quiet courtyard, Shi Xiaole held the Shattered Snow Blade and began to practice.
The most important aspect of the Blood Battle Ten Forms is its resolute and determined aura.
With his Battle Blade Skill experience, Shi Xiaole was confident. But as he practiced, he realized that he had taken too much for granted.
After all, a second-level lower martial art is not comparable to third-level martial arts.
The reason why the Dai Sect progressed so quickly was because the focus was on mental calculation, which was compatible with the Stone Touching Qi Cyclone.
The reason why the Purple Light Divine Skill was easy to practice was because it had the basis of the Fuyang Qi Skill. All he needed to do was convert the Fuyang internal power to Purple Light internal power, and the foundation was easily accomplished.
But the Blood Battle Ten Forms was different. It had no support, and it was Shi Xiaole’s first second-level lower martial art that needed practicing from scratch.
"Things have been too smooth in the past, I need to adjust my mindset, and it’s high time to see how long it would take for someone with my level of comprehension to practice a second-level lower martial art."
With a relaxed mindset and forcibly discarding all negative emotions, Shi Xiaole calmed down.
Days and nights passed by.
In the small yard, there were no guests, no laughter, only a lonely figure repeating the monotonous ten moves of the blade technique each day.
Unaware of tiredness, unaware of external factors.
Unable to count exactly how many times he had practiced, all Shi Xiaole knew was that he could skillfully use any of the moves in the Blood Battle Ten Forms, even in his dreams.
"The technique has been quite fluent, but it lacks flavor."
Shi Xiaole frowned slightly, imagining relentless scenarios and attempting to immerse himself in them, but to no avail.
Days went by in this manner.
The sense of resolve in his heart was growing more and more intense.
One night, dreams of war horses and golden spears found him.
It seemed as if he was on a battlefield, with thunderous battle cries in his ears and enemies waving weapons all around him. He had no choice but to use the knife to kill everyone.
Whoosh!
The Shattered Snow Blade swung out, splitting the table in the room into two. The blade energy continued to radiate, splitting a knife mark three feet long and six inches deep on the wall in front of it.
