I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 47: Unbearable, the Power of the Quick Sword (please read it!)

 The world is spinning.

 The world began to sink and turn black again.

 Brings waves of unspeakable dizziness.

Not long after, Yang Zhang gasped and stood up from the bed again. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, hoping for a miracle.

 But unfortunately, he was disappointed.

 Roof, tables and chairs, oil lamps, screens.

 Everything is the same as before, nothing has changed.

 He is still in Wanchunpu!

 Still in the Black Iron settlement!

  The location where he rushed to Nanshi and traveled to another world did not change in the real world.

 “Sure enough.”

Yang Fang murmured, "Sure enough, it won't change."

 This is the same as the game.

 The characters in the game world are in the Novice Village, so no matter where you log in to the game, the characters will appear in the Novice Village.

 Unless you leave the Novice Village in the game world!

 He took a deep breath, gave up this unrealistic plan, and then opened the panel again to check.

 When he opened the panel, waves of unspeakable numbness appeared in his body again.

 The invisible experience value increased rapidly in his body again.

Name: Yang Fang

 Life expectancy: 21/62 years

 Cultivation level: fourth grade (140/150)

 Mind Method: Yang Yan Jue Dacheng (840/840), Black Tiger Jue Mastery (550/600)

Martial skills: Thirteen Swords of Gale (198/500), Shadowless Sword Dacheng (900/1200), Great Cloak Staff Technique (200/500), Snow Stepping Technique (131/600), Shadow Movement Technique (288) /800), Mastery of Copper Palm Skill (121/300)

 Skills: Blacksmithing (1/800), Hidden Weapon Proficiency (240/600), Poison Making Proficiency (20/400)

 Qualifications: High potential (30/60)

“I have reached the peak of the fourth level. It seems that my experience points in the real world will increase faster after my qualifications are improved.”

Yang Fang said to himself.

 In the past, when he practiced internal skills in the real world, he could only gain four or five experience points in one night.

 But now it has risen by an average of about 20 points a night.

 On the one hand, it is the effect brought about by his improvement in qualifications.

 On the other hand, it should be because he switched to Black Tiger Jue.

The previous Yang Yan Jue was the lowest level mental technique and produced ‘experience points’ very slowly, but the Black Tiger Technique was two or three levels stronger than the ‘Yang Yan Jue’.

 So it is also faster in generating ‘experience’.

“It’s a pity that I haven’t had the money to replace it, otherwise it wouldn’t have been delayed until now!”

Yang Fang secretly said.

He has now reached the stage of becoming a master of martial arts in many disciplines, and has even achieved mastery in several of them.

 It can completely deal with any master at the peak of level 4.

And he was vaguely aware of another hidden function of the panel!

 It’s not just about increasing proficiency!

 And it has the effect of strengthening martial arts!

What's the meaning?

That is to say, the same martial skill has one power when practiced by others, and another power when practiced by him. The power of his training is greatly enhanced with the blessing of the panel.

 This can be seen from the Thirteen Gale Swords.

The Thirteen Gale Swords are the most inferior martial arts, but they turned out to be very powerful in his hands.

 So with this invisible blessing, even if he is a fifth-grade master, he is not unable to fight now.

Especially the shadow movement technique, which is almost born for assassination!

Yang walked around the room and couldn't help but put his head towards the window again and took a look outside.

 He has spent ten days in the real world.

 But it’s only an hour here.

 I wonder if the monitor is still there?

Yang Fang's mind was racing. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and quietly packed up the poison concealed weapons and poisonous smoke that he had prepared earlier. He also packed seven or eight bags of lime powder with him, picked up his long sword, put on his bamboo hat, and began to quietly leave the room.

After leaving the room, he climbed over the wall and rushed towards the alley in the distance.

 On the eaves not far away.

 Two figures stood quietly.

One is the cold and charming woman wearing a black outfit, with cold eyes, standing in the dark night.

 The other one is the swordsman wearing a tall hat and carrying a long sword on his back, with a gloomy face, watching Yang Fang's traces.

“Psychological gaming is really hard work. If it weren’t for your sake, I wouldn’t have waited so long!”

 The swordsman said coldly.

“It’s safer to keep the sky clear and see the moonlight, isn’t it?”

The woman in black clothes said calmly, "Many things in the world are like this. He thought he was hiding enough secrets, but in fact, in the eyes of some people, his behavior was just ridiculous. Let's go and take a look. !”

They straightened up and quickly followed Yang Fang in the direction he left.

Yang Fang was extremely cautious along the way, walking through some dilapidated alleys and looking back from time to time, as if he was afraid of being followed.

While walking through, suddenly, an extremely frightening scream sounded from not far away.

ah!

Yang Fang, who was walking forward in silence, was startled, and then he felt the two pieces of evil-proof jade on his chest squeaking, and began to get hot quickly, as if they were being burned in a raging fire.

 A gloomy atmosphere emerged from the alleys in all directions.

 Evil spirits?

 He quickly quickened his pace and rushed towards the distance.

 The faces of the woman in black costume and the swordsman who were following behind him also changed, and then they quickly followed Yang Fang's body again.

Since they were able to get to the black iron settlement from Bailuo City, they all naturally had evil-proof jade.

Yang Fang had just walked through an alley when his expression changed and his body suddenly stopped.

At the end of the alley, a figure suddenly appeared. He was gloomy, wearing a tattered black gown, and his face was pale. He stood there quietly, motionless, with a sly smile on his face, looking towards him. Looking from a distance.

Waves of decaying and cold aura continuously hit the opponent's body.

 The walls on both sides are peeling off rapidly and covered with moss, as if they have experienced changes over time.

"Hee hee hee"

 Suddenly, a strange laughter came out.

A baby wearing a red bellyband slowly walked out from the old man's side. He had a smile on his face and was only about the size of a baby. His skin was like dry tree bark. He sat on the old man's shoulders.

Yang Fang cursed secretly, turned around and left quickly, changed to an alley, and rushed out quickly.

The other two people who followed secretly also noticed the existence of this evil spirit. Their expressions changed slightly, and they continued to follow Yang Fang without saying a word.

At this moment, they all chose to turn a blind eye to these two evil spirits.

 He passed through here quickly relying on the evil-proofing jade he had on him.

The old man and the baby showed big smiles and green eyes, watching them pass by not far away from them.

Yang Fang passed through seven or eight alleys in a row and quickly entered a ruined temple.

"etc!"

The cold and charming woman suddenly stopped her companion and said coldly, "Be careful!"

 She suddenly closed her eyes and started sensing.

 After a moment, he frowned, his eyes suddenly opened, and said, "He's the only one, let's go!"

 She directly accelerated her speed and quickly rushed towards a wing of the ruined temple.

 The swordsman beside him also immediately followed.

"get out!"

The cold and charming woman clapped it with her hand, and with a click, the wooden door fell apart, and her body rushed past.

 But at the moment she smashed the wooden door into pieces.

Dozens of poisonous needles quickly attacked their bodies like scattered flowers, densely packed together.

The swordsman reacted very quickly. Almost as soon as these poisonous needles appeared, the long sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and it seemed to turn into a strange light curtain, airtight, sending all the poisonous needles flying.

However, as soon as these poisonous needles were blown away, seven or eight bags of lime powder quickly fell out.

At the same time, Yang Fang's body turned into a shadow, as if integrated with the surrounding darkness, without any life at all, and he quickly attacked the swordsman with the shadowless sword.

At this moment, the Shadowless Sword and the Shadow Body Technique cooperate so perfectly that no one can see the slightest trace.

The swordsman's expression changed, and he realized that the shadow was coming. He covered his eyes with one hand to prevent the lime powder from entering his eyes, and the other hand used a profound swordsmanship to quickly strike at the shadow in front of him.

 In an instant, he pointed directly at the seven or eight vital points of the shadow.

Unfortunately, all his attacks penetrated directly through the shadow.

 Completely useless!

 It's like being stabbed in the air.

"not good!"

The swordsman was startled, and then he felt a stinging pain in his neck. The blood in his body could no longer bear it, and it spurted wildly along his neck, along with all the strength in his body.

 The swordsman was horrified.

 When was I struck by the sword?

 What a fast swordsmanship!

 Plop!

His body fell backwards and fell directly on his back, with blood pouring out like rain.

 A steady stream of water poured out from his neck, like a small fountain.

 (End of this chapter)