Chapter 22

Already touching the first level of the Shadow Fire Fist, the subsequent cultivation became much simpler. On this grassland, Lin Tian continuously swung his fists, the shadows of his punches gradually increasing. After another hour, he finally managed to swing out eighteen punch shadows at once, bringing the first level of the Shadow Fire Fist to its peak.

"The first level, eighteen punch shadows, not bad."

Lin Tian revealed a hint of a smile.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to circulate the Four Extremes Scripture to recover his true essence.

Cultivating martial techniques is extremely draining on true essence. During these three hours, Lin Tian had been continuously cultivating, and his true essence had naturally been severely depleted. He circulated the Four Extremes Scripture for half an hour before standing up again.

Putting away the secret manual of the Shadow Fire Fist, Lin Tian took out the Windstorm Sword Technique.

The Windstorm Sword Technique is a medium-level Body Tempering martial technique, one level higher than the Shadow Fire Fist. It is divided into three forms: the first form, the Destruction Sword; the second form, the Lightning Sword; and the third form, the Windstorm Sword.

The Destruction Sword, with sword energy like a blade of light, can destroy anything.

The Lightning Sword, swift as lightning, powerful as thunder, ensures a fatal strike!

The Windstorm Sword, also a form of perfect completion, has a momentum faster than lightning. When the sword is drawn, sword shadows fill the sky, reputed to be able to even cut through the wind in nature.

"Such a powerful sword technique!" Lin Tian thought to himself.

He put away the sword technique manual, closed his eyes, and immediately a series of sword shadows appeared in his mind, forming a set of sharp sword moves, repeating over and over. This was precisely the first form of the Windstorm Sword Technique, the Destruction Sword.

After two hours, Lin Tian opened his eyes and stood up.

Because he had left in a hurry, he did not have a sword with him. He had to walk to one side, break off a branch, and hold it as a sword. He slightly squatted, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he slashed straight out.

"Hum!"

As his right hand moved, the branch in his hand trembled, and the air whistled.

A blade of silver light shot out from the tip of the branch, piercing through a large rock nearby with a "crack," and then the rock exploded with a "boom."

"Amazing!" Lin Tian was somewhat excited. "Just this initial form of the first sword, it is already much stronger than the perfected Shadow Fist. If I can perfect this first form, wouldn't it be comparable to the second level of the Shadow Fire Fist, the Fire Fist? And what about the other two sword forms after this?"

Putting aside his excitement, Lin Tian took a deep breath and began to cultivate again.

"Hum!"

"Hum!"

"Hum!"

On the vast grassland, the sound of sword blades cutting through the air continuously echoed. Lin Tian, holding the branch, repeatedly practiced the first form, the Destruction Sword, until he was drenched in sweat. This process took one and a half hours, and in that time, Lin Tian perfected the first form, the Destruction Sword.

"Strange, it doesn't seem that difficult to cultivate."

Lin Tian muttered to himself. From Su Shu, he learned that the Windstorm Sword Technique is extremely difficult to cultivate. Just the first form, the Destruction Sword, would take an ordinary person a month to perfect. Yet, he had accomplished it in just over three hours, which he found rather odd.

Lin Tian didn't know that the reason for his rapid cultivation speed was that after he had crossed over, his soul had fused with the original owner's soul, making his soul power far exceed that of ordinary people. This made his cultivation more efficient, and his nine-star talent was also related to this.

Shaking his head, Lin Tian didn't think too much about it. After a brief rest, he continued to cultivate.

In a blink, the sky gradually darkened.

Lin Tian stopped cultivating, looked up at the sky, and said to himself, "That's enough for today."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead and brushing off the dust on his body, Lin Tian followed the path he had taken to head toward the Nine Yang Martial Mansion. Soon, a huge stone gate appeared in his field of vision, the very gate he had crossed to enter Qingfeng Ridge.

"Here we are."

Lin Tian smiled faintly and quickened his pace.

At this moment, two young men suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his path. Both were about eighteen years old, one in blue and the other in brocade, both at the peak of the fifth level of Body Tempering.

"Who are you?"

Lin Tian asked indifferently.

The two young men did not answer Lin Tian but looked at him with a mocking expression and said, "Kid, I hear you have quite a big mouth. Knowing that Young Master Zhou has a crush on Miss Su, you still shamelessly stick around her and even challenge Young Master Zhou. Do you know that this is courting death?"

"Oh? You two weren't there, right? Zhou Hao told you and sent you here?"

Lin Tian smiled.

The young man in blue snorted, "Kid, don't judge a gentleman by your own low standards. Is Young Master Zhou that kind of person?"

"Enough talk." Lin Tian was somewhat impatient. "What do you want? Just say it."

Hearing this, the two young men immediately showed a mocking expression. "What do we want? Do you think we're here to invite you to dinner?"

"Kid, although Young Master Zhou has already agreed to a duel with you in three months, you can't just get away with offending him. You need to be taught a lesson." The young man in brocade walked toward Lin Tian and said, "Stay still, and we'll just break one of your arms. If you resist, you'll probably lose a leg too."

This person looked relaxed, not taking Lin Tian seriously at all.

Lin Tian laughed, "You dogs are quite lively."

The young man in brocade's steps faltered, and his face immediately darkened.

"What did you say!"

The young man in brocade glared at Lin Tian. Lin Tian had dared to call them dogs!

"Can't understand human language? You're indeed beasts."

Lin Tian mocked.

The faces of the young man in brocade and the young man in blue immediately turned cold.

"You're asking for death!"

The young man in brocade shouted and slapped at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian slightly sidestepped, swift as the wind, and kicked the young man in brocade in the waist. With a "bang," the young man in brocade flew out and crashed into a nearby old tree.

"You dare to resist!"

The young man in blue's face darkened, and he gripped his hands into claws, pressing down on Lin Tian.

Instantly, Lin Tian felt a sharp aura rushing toward him, like an eagle spreading its talons, sharp and intimidating. He took a step back and kicked a large rock at his feet.

"Ghost Wolf Claw!"

The young man in blue shouted, not dodging, and shattered the rock with a single strike. Then, he lunged at Lin Tian like a demonic wolf, his hands formed into claws, cold and vicious.

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes and clenched his right hand.

He swung a punch, and instantly, eighteen punch shadows rushed toward the young man in blue.

Shadow Fist!

"Trivial skills!"

The young man in blue snorted and swung his hands, creating claw marks in the air that shattered the eighteen punch shadows Lin Tian had thrown in an instant.

At this moment, the young man in brocade had already stood up, his face twisted.

"Break both his hands!"

With a "clang," the young man in brocade drew a long sword from behind and slashed at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes and recognized this sword technique, the Overlord Sword Technique, a medium-level Body Tempering martial technique he had seen in the Martial Scripture Pavilion. Looking at the young man in blue, it seemed that the Ghost Wolf Claw was also a medium-level Body Tempering martial technique.

He used the Shadow Fire Fist and the Two Instruments Step, moving between the two with ease. For a while, even though the young man in blue and the young man in brocade used medium-level Body Tempering martial techniques together, they could not touch Lin Tian.

"Rat! Are you just going to run away!"

The young man in brocade was furious.

The young man in blue also had a look of anger in his eyes. Both of their cultivation levels were slightly higher than Lin Tian's, and they were using medium-level Body Tempering martial techniques, yet they could not quickly subdue Lin Tian, making their faces turn ugly.

"Run away?"

Lin Tian smiled indifferently. He was just using these two as experiments to see how well he could combine the Shadow Fire Fist and the Two Instruments Step. Hearing the young man in brocade's words, a cold smile appeared on his lips. He retracted his punch and picked up a dry branch from the ground, and a sharp sword aura immediately surged from his body.

"Destruction Sword!"

He shouted.

With a sharp sword cry, a powerful sword aura was unleashed, and the long sword in the young man in brocade's hand instantly snapped. On the other side, the young man in blue fared even worse. The Ghost Wolf Claw collided with the Destruction Sword, and his hands were instantly torn, exposing many finger bones.

Lin Tian, using the Two Instruments Step, moved in close and swung the Shadow Fire Fist, landing on both of them.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two men screamed and flew back, spitting blood, and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Lin Tian paused for a moment and walked toward the young man in brocade.

"What are you going to do!"

The young man in brocade's face changed.

Lin Tian's expression was mocking. "What do you think? Are you going to invite me to dinner?"

The young man in brocade's face turned ashen. This was the same line they had used to mock Lin Tian, but now Lin Tian had returned it word for word, like a slap in the face.

Lin Tian snorted and lifted his right leg, stomping hard on the young man in brocade's right wrist. Instantly, the sound of bones breaking was heard.

"Ah!"

The young man in brocade screamed; his right hand was disabled by Lin Tian.

Lin Tian's face was indifferent, and he lifted his right leg again, breaking the young man in brocade's left arm. He did not stop there and kicked the young man in brocade's left knee, breaking his left leg.

"You said you would break both my hands. In return, I'll add a little extra."

Lin Tian said indifferently.

The young man in brocade was in excruciating pain and, upon hearing Lin Tian's words, spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

Lin Tian's face was indifferent, and he hummed, walking toward the young man in blue.

"You... How can you be so cruel!"

The young man in blue shouted, his face full of fear as he saw Lin Tian approaching step by step.

"Cruel?" Lin Tian seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. "You two came here to break my hands. Did you think about the word 'cruel' then?"

"You..."

The young man in blue's words faltered, and his face turned ugly.