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Chapter 62: Spear Techniques Breakthrough – Second Stage
Chapter 62: Spear Techniques Breakthrough – Second Stage (Please Keep Reading)
Two Days Later
In the Crimson Realm Arena…
“Clang clang~”
Two figures clashed furiously on the specially reinforced ground, blades and spears flashing as metal screeched against metal, sparks flying with every impact.
A towering, muscular form moved like an alligator, wielding brutal sword techniques to devour his opponent.
With seamless precision, his blade carved through the air like a storm, slicing his foe’s throat in an instant. The defeated figure dissolved into nothingness on the arena floor.
[Yang Jian, unfortunately, you have died.]
Back in his Private Space, Lin Qi materialized, his furrowed brow slowly relaxing.
“Lost again. Without breaking through to the Second Stage of Spear Techniques, I still can’t defeat a true expert.”
He sighed. “Too bad… I felt like I was so close.”
Lin Qi quickly replayed the battle in his mind. He’d hit a plateau—the Spear Techniques hadn’t improved in three or four days. It unsettled him.
…
The Next Day – Class
Zhang Cheng shook his head as Lin Qi approached for advice.
“You’re something else. Even with First-Stage Spear Techniques, you defeated an opponent from Pine and Cypress Middle School who’d mastered Second-Stage Blade Techniques? Genius.”
He raised his sturdy arm, lifting his long spear.
“Spear Techniques stages: First Stage is the foundational level. You master the standard motions—Block, Grasp, Thrust—until they become muscle memory, even instinct.”
“In combat, you execute techniques fluidly, though your power delivery is still rough. Just keep training to improve proficiency.”
“Second Stage, or the Mastery Stage, requires more than just memorizing Black Iron Rank martial arts. Techniques must flow seamlessly, like clouds drifting across the sky—effortless, precise, and versatile.”
“At this stage, the three core killing moves of Black Iron Rank techniques become far easier to learn.”
Lin Qi nodded, realization dawning. The keyword was power generation.
“Swish! Swish!”
Zhang Cheng spun his long spear, each motion blending into the next. His entire body and weapon moved as one, speed controlled yet flawlessly smooth, leaving no openings.
Lin Qi’s eyes lit up. Watching Zhang Cheng’s demonstration, he saw the depth of Second-Stage mastery.
“At Second Stage, a thrust strikes like a viper from its nest—swift, accurate, targeting vital points.”
"A 'Tiāo' strike channels power from the legs, through the waist, and into the arms in one fluid motion, effortlessly deflecting an opponent's weapon."
"A sweeping strike moves the arm like a whirlwind—lightning-fast and unpredictable."
Zhang Cheng explained as he demonstrated.
“Lin Qi, when you embody what I’ve shown, your Second Stage Spear Techniques will be perfected.”
“The key is power generation—fully engaging your torso and limbs, like with Fist Techniques. But it’s harder because you must channel that force through a long weapon, requiring even greater control until the spear feels like an extension of your body.”
Lin Qi couldn’t stop nodding, ideas racing in his mind.
“I get it now, Teacher Zhang!”
After thanking Zhang Cheng, he left.
Zhang Cheng mused, “Not bad. A few hints, and he grasped it.”
Back in his Martial Arts Training Hall, Lin Qi grabbed his training spear and swung it fiercely.
Starting with the Fundamental Spear Manual: Block, Grasp, Thrust, Break, Slash, Pierce, Lift…
He focused intently, feeling his muscles engage.
“Swish! Swish!”
The spear blurred, its tip trembling with rapid thrusts.
Transitioning to the Mountain-Shattering Spear Method, his aura shifted—powerful, expansive, like surging waves. Raw strength exploded from his muscles.
His techniques grew smoother, transitions seamless, resistance fading.
As he struck, his muscles fired in unison, channeling force into the spear. Like a viper’s strike, swift and precise.
Suddenly, a droplet of sweat fell.
He lunged.
“Pfft!”
The spear pierced the airborne droplet, splitting it perfectly.
[Your Spear Techniques proficiency has surged. You’ve broken through to Second Stage! Spear Techniques +3%]
[Your Body Techniques proficiency has greatly improved. Body Techniques +2%]
[Effective training achieved. Template Fusion Rate +0.1%]
[Spear Techniques: First Stage 99% → Second Stage 2%]
[Body Techniques: First Stage 91% → 93%]
[Template: Erlang Shen Yang Jian]
[Fusion Rate: 7.9% → 8.0%]
…
Lin Qi sheathed his spear, savoring the breakthrough. Checking his Status Panel moments later:
Spear Techniques had finally reached Second Stage. He felt techniques flow effortlessly, his control sharpened.
Most importantly, his power generation had refined—no longer crude, now precise. This amplified his spear’s destructive potential.
Finally, his gaze fell on the Template’s Innate Talent.
“Since the Fusion Rate hit 5%, each gain’s been harder.”
As pain rippled through his muscles and bones—a sign of his body’s transformation—he absorbed new insights.
Every 1% increase in Fusion Rate now equated to exponential growth.
By his estimation, at 10%, each 1% gain might equal tenfold power; at 20%, a hundredfold; at 30%, a thousandfold…
At 10%, his innate talent was already world-class. Higher? Unimaginable.
“Haa~”
Clutching his fist, the pain only sharpened his focus. What was this compared to such potential?
It fueled his anticipation—if this talent kept growing, awakening a Special Ability before the Seventh Realm wasn’t impossible.
…
Time Passed Quickly
As the Midterm Evaluation neared, students trained feverishly, rising before dawn, sleeping after midnight, all to scrape extra points.
November 10th – Midterm Day
In the Elite Class classroom, only pages turning and pens scratching filled the air.
Lin Qi flew through his exam, eyes scanning like radar, writing as if divinely guided.
With how much time he spent on martial arts, he barely maintained his academic standing—yet still topped his grade.
“Ding ling ling!”
“Time’s up. Stop writing.”
Exams ended as invigilators collected papers.
“Brother Qi, let’s eat. Martial Arts testing soon,” Jiang Tao said, gulping a Revitalizing Elixir.
“Let’s go,” Lin Qi replied, downing his own elixir before heading to the cafeteria.
…
An Hour Later – Martial Arts Classroom
“What’s this machine? Never seen it!”
Students gathered around a massive white cylinder, fitted with twin mechanical arms and a glowing screen.
Lin Qi eyed it curiously—his first encounter.
“Silence!”
The room hushed as Zhang Cheng strode in, flanked by assistants, slapping the machine.
“Traditional Vital Energy Stats relied on punch force and speed estimates—flawed, time-consuming, obsolete.”
“This is Blue Star’s latest: the Vital Energy Analyzer. It measures stats with 99% accuracy. All major exams will use it from now on.”
Excitement flickered—so convenient?
“Testing begins. Xu Chenhui, first!”
…
(End of Chapter)
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