The Yi Yang Finger was the ultimate technique of the Dali Duan Clan. Its realm was divided into nine grades. The lowest grade was the entry level, and the highest grade was the perfection level.
Rumor had it that as long as the Single Solar Finger was cultivated to the Third Stage Realm, it would be comparable to the Six Pulses Divine Sword. If it could be cultivated to the First Stage Realm, its power would be even more powerful than the Six Pulses Divine Sword.
As for the Connate Arts, it was also divided into nine levels. The first level was the Beginner Level, and the ninth level was the Perfection Level. Once one reached the Perfection Level, one would possess the Connate Power of Creation and transform their internal energy into Connate Genuine Qi.
It could cure all kinds of diseases, regulate deficiency and excess, and treat serious internal injuries. Its effect was not inferior to Nine Yang Divine Skill or Nine Yin Scripture.
Furthermore, if one could understand the profoundness within, it could stimulate one's potential to the limit, and one's strength would enter an unfathomable state.
Wang Chongyang started cultivating at the age of 30. When he was in his 50s, he participated in the Sword Seminary on Mount Hua and defeated the Four Absolutes all by himself. It was because he had some achievements in cultivating the Xiantian Skill. Moreover, at that time, Wang Chongyang was far from having cultivated the Xiantian Skill to perfection.
It was powerful and worthy of being an eighth-grade absolute art.
"Alright, I've already learned all the martial arts. Next, I have to improve my strength!”
Su Ming placed the three secret manuals back on the wooden shelf and stretched. He turned around and walked out of the Scripture Depository towards the training grounds.
The martial arts field was located on the north side of the Chongyang Palace. It was on a short peak that had been flattened and paved with bluestone slabs. It was a hundred meters wide and could be said to be extremely spacious. It was specially used for the disciples of the Heavenly Blessing to practice.
"Disciple greets Sect Leader!"
"Disciple greets Sect Leader!"
There were quite a number of blessed disciples training in the wide training ground. Some of the second-generation disciples stood around him and would occasionally give him pointers. When they saw Su Ming walking over, they all stopped and bowed to him.
"Okay, you guys can continue cultivating!"
Su Ming smiled faintly and nodded. He walked to the weapon rack at the side and casually picked up a sword. Then, he found an empty space and started practicing by himself.
He had learned all the martial arts taught by Tianyou today. Although most of them were third-rate, it also meant that they were easy to learn.
Regardless of whether it was the Single Solar Finger, the Song of the Azure Sea Tide, or the Xiantian Art, all of them were of a high grade. It would not be easy for Su Ming to achieve anything within a short period of time, so he might as well master all of these martial arts first. That way, when he fought with others, he would at least have some form of discipline and not only use brute force.
Swoosh swoosh...
The sword moved with him, and his body moved with the sword. An ordinary iron sword was swung in Su Ming's hand, and a presence that made one's heart palpitate spread out.
As he demonstrated the exquisite sword moves, the surrounding disciples were all stunned.
A faint smile appeared at the corners of Su Ming's lips. He had no idea when he had closed his eyes, but a set of sword techniques had been executed by his sword like flowing water.
29 points of Comprehension and 29 points of Aptitude had increased his learning speed and cultivation speed by two times. At this moment, the effects were also displayed.
A normal disciple would need at least three to five months to practice a set of Heavenly Blessing Sword Technique before they could reach the initial level or even the entry level.
Yet at that moment, Su Ming started improving from the beginning. With each time he practiced, he could sense that he had gained a lot of comprehension and had clearly improved.
The third time!
"Ding…First grade sword technique,<< Heavenly Blessing Sword Technique >>, Initial Stage!”
The fifth time!
"Ding…First grade sword technique, God Blessing Sword Technique, Mastery Stage!”
The eighth time!
"Ding…First grade sword technique,<< Heavenly Blessing Sword Technique >>, Perfection Realm!”
Ding!" Congratulations to the host for completing the task of perfectly mastering the first martial art. You are rewarded with 100 points and 1 double Cultivation Card.”
Ding!" Congratulations to the host for completing the task of perfectly mastering the first sword technique. The reward is 100 points.”
When he heard the three system announcements ringing in his head, Su Ming's closed eyes snapped open. With a loud laugh, his qi surged out of his body, and he swung the longsword in his hand.
Swoosh!
A snow-white sword Qi cut through the air and stood on a three-meter-tall boulder more than ten meters away.
Boom!
The sound was deafening. The huge rock exploded and scattered on the ground. Thick smoke and dust were swept up by the wind and floated into the sky.
"Hiss…"
Seeing this, the surrounding disciples of the God's Blessing were all shocked and gasped.
"Senior Brother, is this our Heavenly Sword Art? Why does it feel so powerful?"
"The sect leader and we both practice the God Bestowing Sword Technique, but the sect leader's sword technique is so elegant and smooth. It's completely different from ours!”
"The Heaven Blessing Sword Art is actually so powerful. I thought that the Heaven Blessing Sword Art was just an ordinary sword art!”
" Junior Brother, you're wrong. It's not the God Bestowing Sword Art that's powerful. It should be the Sect Leader who's powerful. To be able to execute a God Bestowing Sword Art so smoothly and smoothly like an antelope hanging its horn, even the seven Great Uncle-Masters might not be able to achieve such sword attainments.”
Su Ming did not pay attention to the discussions of the Heaven's Blessing disciples around him. He threw the iron sword in his hand and it landed accurately on the weapon rack.
Then, he turned around and left the training field!
"Farewell, Sect Leader!"
As they watched Su Ming leave, the disciples of the God's Blessing bowed respectfully.
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