Having traversed into a high martial arts world for eighteen years, Ye Feng knew the importance of strength. Relying on his own efforts, he ranked among the top students at Martial Arts No. 1 High ...
Promoted two small realms in a row.
From the initial general level, upgraded to the late general level!
“It feels so good to be powerful!”
Ye Feng vaguely felt that they all had the ability to cross levels and fight with the early stage Martial King.
Unfortunately, even so, the demonized plants in the cave are still too strong for me to deal with at the moment.
In addition to the surge in soul power, Ye Feng also gained 30% of the sword intent.
The so-called sword intention is a kind of artistic conception. When one has practiced swordsmanship to a certain level and has a very high understanding of the sword, one can then comprehend a kind of sword artistic conception.
Not only does the sword have its own sword intent, but those who practice other paths also have their own artistic conception.
For example, a sword has its own sword intent, a spear has its own spear intent, and a fist has its own fist intent...
Artistic conception is extremely difficult to comprehend, and there are very few people who can comprehend it, and they are all geniuses in their respective fields.
Especially when one’s realm is relatively low, it is even rarer to have artistic conception.
Generally, one has to reach the level of King of Martial Arts or above before one can gradually comprehend the artistic conception.
The complete artistic conception is ten percent in total. Every tenth percent you comprehend will increase your combat power.
Ye Feng is only at the level of a military general at this time, but he already possesses 30% of the artistic conception. It can be said that this is a huge advantage and has greatly improved his strength.
"It's different with the blessing of sword intent!"
"I feel like the knife in my hand is an extension of my arm."
There is an idiom that goes, "as easy as using one's own arm to control one's fingers," which probably describes this state of mind.
Fighting in this state, how could his combat power not be strong? !
"This corpse..."
Ye Feng looked at the corpse over there.
After many years, only the skeleton of the body remained, and the skeleton was a little black.
"Poisoned?"
This phenomenon made Ye Feng speculate about the cause of his death.
"Hey! There's a book!"
Ye Feng discovered that the corpse was lying flat with a book under its head.