Novel Bin Chapter 56 - Discovery
Chen Yiming and Chen Yingying arrived at an empty spot by the riverside.
In the morning, he had to meet up with Wang Bowen at the headquarters of the school. Since it was still early, he wanted to take advantage of his free time to check on his sister’s cultivation progress.
“Brother, is Cousin Shaojie alright?” Chen Yingying asked with concern.
The previous night, Chen Yiming, Father Chen, and Mother Chen didn’t return home until 3 am. They had not allowed her to go to the hospital with them.
“He’s fine now,” Chen Yiming replied.
“Brother, can you tell me what happened last night?” Chen Yingying asked curiously.
Chen Yiming glared at his sister.
“I came out today to check on your cultivation progress. We can talk about other matters later,” Chen Yiming said in a strict tone, leaving no room for compromise.
“Oh.” Chen Yingying did not dare to ask further. She unsheathed her sword and ran to an empty spot far away to put down the scabbard.
She was meticulous through the entire process, taking every step seriously, with the same attitude as she had towards her studies.
At this moment, she was wearing a short-sleeved training robe, revealing her fair and slender arms. She did not look like a martial arts practitioner at all, but like a rich young lady.
“What’s the use of caring so much about such details?” Chen Yiming was perplexed, but he didn’t say anything.
The preparations were completed.
Chen Yingying stood not far from Chen Yiming and started to practice the basic sword moves one by one.
Stab, slash, raise, swing, lunge…
Every move she made was exactly as described in the martial arts texts, without any deviations. It could be said that she had grasped the standard basic sword moves. Chen Yiming folded his arms across his chest and watched quietly from afar as he considered the future arrangements for his sister.
His sister’s situation was a little special, similar to some second-generation martial artists.
Typically, beginners would first master the basic moves and then cultivate martial arts techniques.
After tempering their bodies during the cultivation process and reaching a certain level, they would complete the first transformation and officially enter the disciple realm.
Chen Yingying, on the other hand, relied on eating the mutant beast meat every day to supplement her cultivation along with practicing the basic sword moves. She would complete the first transformation before mastering the basic sword moves.
This greatly reduced the level of difficulty for her to master the basic sword moves.
“Your movements are perfect. Keep it up,” Chen Yiming said. He wasn’t exactly surprised or disappointed.
To be able to master the basic sword moves in just more than half a year meant that she had practiced every day according to his instructions. She had not been slacking off secretly.
Chen Yingying sheathed her sword and said softly, “Brother, am I too bad at this? After spending so much money, I only managed to master the basic sword moves.”
Her face was filled with guilt as she spoke.
“When I was practicing martial arts at the martial arts school, I met many senior brothers and sisters. My situation back then was similar to yours,” Chen Yiming said, trying to console her. “At first, I was just building my foundation. Spending more money now is for the sake of spending less in the future.”
He was not lying to Chen Yingying. Many second-generation martial artists had the same experience.
“So that’s how it is. I’ll continue training then.” A smile reappeared on Chen Yingying’s face as she picked up her sword and continued her morning practice. “The expenditure will only increase in the future,” Chen Yiming thought to himself.
After checking on his sister’s cultivation progress, Chen Yiming went to an empty spot in the woods by the river.
Basic sword body.
What effect did it have on his body? How did it affect his cultivation level? What changes did it have on his swordsmanship?
He planned to take advantage of the free time he now had to investigate it thoroughly.
Chen Yiming started from the foundation and practiced the basic sword moves.
His figure in the forest changed continuously, making a stabbing move at one moment and a slashing move the next moment.
His movements were akin to teleportation, and he appeared several meters away in the blink of an eye.
If anyone was watching him, they would find it hard to believe that this was just a basic sword move.
After one round, Chen Yiming stopped and stood rooted to the ground, looking back on his performance.
Each move and stance had no qualitative change from before. The only difference was that he had already undergone six transformations, so his physical strength was greater and his attack speed was higher.
Chen Yiming started to practice his martial arts techniques again. From the Mantis Snake Sword Technique to the Chen Style Sword Technique, he tested out each and every move.
His figure started to move through the forest again. His speed was even faster than when he was practicing the basic sword moves earlier. When he struck out with his sword, it was accompanied by wind pressure, causing the grass on the ground to continuously sway with his movements.
The principle of a martial arts technique in the disciple realm was to combine the strength of all the muscles in one’s body to generate a force. The force was equivalent to increasing one’s physical strength. Therefore, a martial arts technique was much more powerful than basic moves.
Ten minutes later, he stopped again.
He could not help but feel a little frustrated.
He had already gone from the beginning to the end, testing out everything he had learned.
However, he still could not find the right method.
There was something lacking in the panel of the martial arts talent system. There was no built-in artificial intelligence to help him address his queries, so he had to figure it all out on his own.
Just as he stood rooted to the ground in a daze, the air vibrated from the sword moves he had executed earlier, causing many leaves to fall from the tree branches and land on Chen Yiming.
Chen Yiming was still feeling frustrated when he saw the leaves blocking his line of sight. He used his hand to wave them aside.
An incident occurred.
“Swish!”
All the leaves along the line that he had drawn with his hand were cut into two.
“What?” Chen Yiming’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared blankly at his hand.
His hand was somehow as sharp as a blade, and could be used as a sharp object to cut through the leaves.
He was in a daze for nearly a minute.
Chen Yiming snapped out of his daze and kicked a tree beside him.
“Bang!”
The tree shook, and a few seconds later, a large amount of leaves fell down.
Chen Yiming followed his original actions and used his hand to wave the leaves away.
“Why doesn’t it work now?” Chen Yiming asked in confusion.
This time, the leaves were only pushed aside by his hand, instead of getting cut like the previous time.
“I must have missed something.” Chen Yiming shut his eyes and tried to recall what had happened.
After comparing the two movements, he realized that they were exactly the same.
He thought about it for a few more minutes.
Suddenly, a thought struck him.
“At that time, I practiced all the sword techniques I had learned, but I didn’t discover anything. I wasn’t in a good mood, and the leaf happened to fall. I had directed a little enmity towards the leaf,” Chen Yiming analyzed in his heart.
He opened his eyes and looked at the tree beside him. In his heart, he thought to himself, “Tree, break for me.” Then he struck the trunk with his hand.
A membranous layer silently attached itself to his hand and cut through the tree trunk.
The tree fell to the ground.
“That’s right. As long as I harbor a sense of enmity, this invisible membrane will become attached,” Chen Yiming muttered as he looked at the tree stump in front of him.
Not long after, Chen Yiming suddenly thought of a serious problem. “I have used my Skill Pointed to enhance my talent in swordsmanship, and all I’ve learned is sword techniques. What should I do with this? I wonder if I can attach it to the sword? Let’s give it a try.”
He immediately raised his sword and swung it at another tree.
He moved the sword lightly and put no strength into the attack, directing his enmity towards the tree and wanting to cut it in half.
The sword flashed past.
“Crack!”
The tree trunk was indeed cut in half, and the top half slid to the ground, leaving behind a bare stump.