The newly deduced saber technique was much more reliable than the Prideful Frost Six Secrets.
Flying Dragon Flying Technique (simplified version)!
The real Flying Dragon Riding Blade Technique also required internal energy to support it, and there were even more special killing intent mental cultivation methods, lightness skills, and so on. However, the simplified version of the Flying Imperial Sword Art that Dong Zhuo had now completely complied with the rules of this world.
He only needed the strength of his body to perfectly execute all the moves in the saber technique. With his current abnormal physical fitness, he could even unleash a destructive power that surpassed the simplified version and was close to the real version.
Dong Zhuo nodded in satisfaction. He looked up at the shuttle, which had consumed a trace of energy and was getting dimmer. He could only helplessly give up the plan to continue deducing the body training method.
Anyway, his body was strong enough now. As long as he was careful, surviving in the apocalypse should not be a problem. It was better not to take the risk of deducing other things. If the last energy was exhausted and the shuttle collapsed, he would not even have a place to cry.
Moreover, strengthening one's body was not something that could be achieved immediately in this world without special abilities. A month was too short. Even if he obtained the method, he might not be able to improve much. He should focus on practicing his saber!
After experiencing the training method of the Flying Dragon Sword Technique in his mind, Dong Zhuo smiled bitterly. His mind was shaken, and his spirit returned to his body.
Even though he had obtained the Flying Imperial Sword Technique, he still needed to practice it continuously before he could use it skillfully. In terms of spirit, Dong Zhuo was a grandmaster in the Flying and Flying Technique, but his body was much weaker.
This was also because he did not have enough energy. Otherwise, he would only need to consume energy to instantly reach the realm of Master Realm.
Having just obtained a saber technique that he had been longing for, Dong Zhuo excitedly went to the weapon storage room. After finding a suitable samurai sword, he began to practice in the living room.
The essence of District 11's saber techniques was in three words: fast! It was accurate! Ruthless! The Flying Dragon Riding Art was the best of the Three Words True Secret Art. Although the simplified version of the Flying Dragon Riding Art lacked many exquisite moves without the support of internal energy, this bladesmanship still surpassed the sword technique of the Poison Island Style that Dong Zhuo had learned from the Poison Island Bandit.
According to the technique of the Flying Dragon, Dong Zhuo squatted down, holding the scabbard at his waist with his left hand and the hilt with his right hand. A bright light flashed in his eyes.
A blade light that looked like a waning moon instantly appeared in the weapon storage room.
Sword Drawing Technique was a classic move that was easy to learn but difficult to master among the 11th District's sword techniques. Many people knew how to do it, but only a few of them were proficient in it. The main reason was that the cultivation method was too boring. It was so boring that one could not persevere at all.
However, such a simple saber drawing move, once cultivated to the peak, had a lethal power that was impossible to guard against.
In Gu Long's novels, Fu Hongxue, who was known as the best saber in the world, relied on a simple saber drawing technique to roam the world. Very few people could survive under his saber. Many people did not even see Fu Hongxue's knife die in his hands.
Fu Hongxue's saber drawing skill was honed by him drawing his saber tens of thousands of times every day. Dong Zhuo was much luckier. He only needed to follow the way of using the Flying Imperial Sword Art to display the true essence of the fast saber drawing skill.
The blade light stopped abruptly. Looking at the body of the blade that was glowing with a faint luster, Dong Zhuo was shocked beyond words. The Flying Imperial Dragon Style was indeed worthy of its reputation. Even the simplified version was far beyond his expectations.
According to his estimation, with the Flying Imperial Sword Art, the speed of drawing the saber would at least double.
What kind of concept was this? The current him could completely chop off his head when he was halfway through pulling out his saber.
Although it was a bit of a mouthful, it undoubtedly showed the strength of the Flying Imperial Dragon Style.
"Dragon Nest Flash!" The excited Dong Zhuo immediately displayed a classic move of the Flying Imperial Sword Technique.
A scattered silver light quickly appeared and disappeared in front of him. It formed a saber light that was like a large net.
Two seconds! Dong Zhuo only used it for two seconds before stopping. However, in these two seconds, he had brandished his saber 46 times. In other words, he had brandished his saber 23 times in one second on average!
This was an unbelievable number. Even so, it was because it was Dong Zhuo's first time using it, and his body couldn't perfectly coordinate with his spirit.
He believed that as he continued to practice, he would be able to swing his sword at least 30 times when the apocalypse arrived. The reason why he was so confident was because in Dong Zhuo's mind, 49 times per second was the true peak state.
After reaching 49 times, even if this saber technique was cultivated to the extreme, it would be impossible for it to advance any further. If he wanted to go further, he could only find other ways.
As if he had just gotten a new toy, Dong Zhuo walked out of the door with his katana and kept waving it in the courtyard. It was as if he did not feel tired at all.
It was not until 2 am that Dong Zhuo finally vented his boiling energy. He hurriedly washed up and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, around ten in the morning, the sky was bright.
After a good night's sleep, Dong Zhuo jumped up from his bed in high spirits. He quickly put on his clothes and washed up. Then, he hurriedly dealt with the problem of breakfast. Dong Zhuo took his bank card and went straight to the nearby farmers 'market. Now, he needed to prepare food and water.
After purchasing a sufficient amount of food that was easy to preserve and a large amount of drinking water. Dong Zhuo stored these things in the basement, and once again began to practice the Flying Sword Technique that he had just mastered.
In the courtyard, a figure quickly flashed. This figure was a little blurry because of its speed. It was surrounded by streams of light that looked like silver ribbons. It looked like a dream, like a fairy.
After a long time, Dong Zhuo finally stopped what he was doing. "Twenty-six slashes," he said with satisfaction. I didn't expect that after practicing for such a short period of time, my sword swing speed would increase so quickly. It seems that this simplified version of the Flying Imperial Sword Art came at the right time!”
"Dong Zhuo!" Just as Dong Zhuo was feeling excited, a furious voice came from outside the courtyard.
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