Free Web NovelChapter 22: Chapter 22: Sword-Drawing Stance lv1
The Spiritual Sect was back.
Su Xing’s brow furrowed slightly.
He understood perfectly well. A murder case nearby meant that members of the Spiritual Sect had returned to the vicinity of the Sword Hall. To collect "contributions," they would definitely make a move on Su Yu.
It was very likely that the ones who came this time would be even stronger than before!
’It really is time to go back and allocate my points.’
Su Xing averted his gaze and saw the Hall Master still training, one slash at a time. It was clear the Hall Master was recovering very quickly. He had already shed his initial unfamiliarity and stiffness and was gradually taking on the form of a seasoned Swordsman.
He said a brief farewell to the Hall Master.
Su Xing turned and headed for his room. The metal handle made a "CLICK" as he twisted it. Back inside his room, Su Xing leaned against his bed and opened the pale blue system panel.
[Sword Saint Profession System]
[Name: Su Xing]
[Age: 22]
[Profession: Swordsman, Sword Hall Coach]
[Professional Skills: White Line Slash lv1 (68/2000), Thrust lv5 (687/1000), Stance lv3 (12/250), Sword’s Breath lv2 (456/3000)]
[Sword Dao Points: 6]
"System, allocate points."
In an instant, his six Sword Dao Points were reduced by four. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
A surge of power instantly flooded into [Stance]. In the span of a few breaths, the skill’s level and proficiency blurred and distorted, its numbers beginning to jump wildly!
BUZZZZ!!!
One sharp sound after another rang inside Su Xing’s mind.
The small figure in his mind held a single posture, constantly sheathing and drawing its sword. It was like a stop-motion animation, eternally repeating the same scene and action, until the figure finally unleashed a slash.
The power of this slash was terrifying.
Even without using White Line Slash,
Su Xing felt as if some force had instantly torn through his mind. His eyes snapped open to see his unchanged room and the system, which was frantically spitting out level-up notifications.
[Congratulations! Your professional skill "Stance lv3" has been upgraded to "Stance lv4"]
[Congratulations! Your professional skill "Stance lv4" has been upgraded to "Stance lv5"]
[Congratulations! Your professional skill "Stance lv5" has been upgraded to "Stance lv6"]
[Congratulations! Your professional skill "Stance lv6" has advanced to "Sword-Drawing Stance lv1"]
"Sword-Drawing Stance."
Su Xing muttered the name of the brand-new skill.
He had finally brought all three fundamental skills of the Sword Dao to the second tier.
[White Line Slash] [Sword’s Breath] [Sword-Drawing Stance]
Su Xing could feel that he had grown stronger again.
He didn’t have time to be happy.
He quickly focused his mind and braced himself.
A massive amount of information poured ceaselessly into Su Xing’s mind. The intense pain actually made him crack a smile as he shouted inwardly:
’Fucking hell, the more it hurts, the better!’
More pain meant a greater improvement this time!
Su Xing could clearly feel the muscles all over his body twitching erratically, as if trying to replicate every single sword draw the figure in his mind had performed.
With each muscular twitch, the feel and knowledge of drawing the sword were seared into his mind, bit by bit, and integrated into his muscles, gradually giving rise to a sense of complete mastery.
"Hah..."
Su Xing slowly opened his eyes.
Right now, Su Xing was confident he could kill a Sequencer in a single strike. He wouldn’t even need [White Line Slash]; just the most ordinary sword-drawing slash would be enough to unleash unparalleled power.
Although this skill was limited, only unleashing its power at the moment the sword was drawn,
in terms of that single slash, the damage from [Sword-Drawing Stance] was terrifyingly high and extremely threatening.
’Unfortunately,
it’s only single-target.’ freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Pushing himself up with one hand on the bed, Su Xing slowly stood.
He casually picked up a package of stick-like cookies and held it at his waist like a sword, looking as if he could unleash an astonishing strike at any moment and destroy any enemy before him.
"Not bad. It really is a powerful skill."
Su Xing put down the cookies, tore open the package, and began eating them one by one.
He could feel his muscles, just like when he had upgraded [White Line Slash], beginning to grow stronger again, like slabs of marble forming beneath his skin.
But the feeling of hunger was much lighter.
Su Xing only felt a faint weakness, like eating lunch at eleven in the morning and not eating again until eight at night. It wasn’t too unusual, so he just ate the package of cookies to tide himself over.
Su Xing murmured, "This must be the effect of Sword’s Breath..."
He could feel his body automatically absorbing the energy between heaven and earth to replenish itself,
gradually compensating for the deficit caused by advancing his skill. This was why Su Xing didn’t need to stuff himself with a huge amount of food after every upgrade like before.
Su Xing exhaled a hot breath.
He touched the spot over his Dantian and found that the sword there looked the same as before. None of the energy influx this time had entered his Dantian.
’It seems,
only upgrading [Sword’s Breath] will allow it to continue growing.’
’After this upgrade to [Sword-Drawing Stance], I still need to make [Sword’s Breath] my main priority. I have to get it to at least lv6,’
Su Xing muttered to himself.
Upgrading [Stance] this time was to shore up a weakness, but he was still very clear that raising [Sword’s Breath] was the top priority.
The more points he allocated, the more he realized how comprehensive [Sword’s Breath] was. It was truly the first choice for upgrades.
’Besides...’
Su Xing was also very curious. What would happen once this sword was fully formed? ’Don’t tell me I’ll be able to pull the sword out of my Dantian and swing it around for fun?’
"Hm?"
Just as Su Xing was thinking about [Sword’s Breath], his brow suddenly furrowed.
Someone was watching him.
It wasn’t that Su Xing had spotted someone staring at him; it was purely a gut feeling. This intuition told him that someone had been staring at his room for a while.
This gaze didn’t come from inside the Sword Hall, but from outside.
’Who is it?’
Su Xing pretended to have just woken up. He rubbed his eyes, walked over to the window, and glanced outside. But aside from the shattered moonlight on the ground, he couldn’t see a single soul.
However,
Su Xing’s intuition grew even stronger.
His expression immediately turned cold. He strode out of his room, went to the training hall to grab a heavy sword, and then headed outdoors.
The moment he entered the training hall, the feeling of being watched suddenly vanished, but when he walked out of the hall, it returned once more.
This meant
that the person watching him was indeed somewhere near the Sword Hall.
Standing outside, Su Xing’s brow furrowed. He had originally planned to use this feeling to locate the person, but he suddenly found that the cold, sinister sensation had disappeared, as if the watcher’s attention had been drawn away by something else.
’What’s going on?’
Su Xing waited on the spot for a long while, but the feeling didn’t return. After a moment of thought, he decided to find a higher vantage point nearby to see if he could find this hidden, spying rat.
