Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 225 Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique, Earth Water Breaking Army!

Chapter 225: Chapter 225 Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique, Earth Water Breaking Army!

Yan Cangtian, truly a Martial Arts Grandmaster of his generation, a supreme powerhouse in the Divine Sea Realm!

He spotted the weakness of the Moving Flower and Burying Jade Sword move in a glance, and the sword moves he executed were centered on one principle, speed!

Every move, every style seemed to be aimed at defeating the opponent in a single stroke.

The techniques were interlocking, ingeniously brilliant!

It could be unabashedly said that this was a sword technique that could be used to fight across levels, a godsend!

After a short while, Yan Cangtian stopped and stood with his sword, seeing Ling Feng standing there, dumb as a wooden chicken, a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"How about that, kid?" he chuckled, "Digest that for a moment, and I’ll demonstrate it a second time right away."

Yan Cangtian was dancing with joy, his heart brimming with self-satisfaction.

He even began to imagine that with this move alone, Ling Feng would surely kneel and beg to be his disciple, pestering him to no end.

Then, he could initially refuse and drag it out before grudgingly accepting him as his apprentice!

Hehe, the very thought was thrilling!

However, Ling Feng shook his head and said, "Elder Yan, I believe there’s no need for a second demonstration."

He grabbed the Shifang and said lightly, "Elder Yan, see for yourself, isn’t it like this?"

As he spoke, he actually repeated the sword moves demonstrated by Yan Cangtian, each move, each posture perfect as if they were carved from the same mold.

The form and spirit were fully captured!

Yan Cangtian’s eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

What kind of abnormal creature was this to have grasped it after one look?

Although the moves were slightly unpolished and lacked the refinement of perfection, they definitely reached an entry-level standard!

Recalling his own time learning a few sword techniques, the time he had spent cultivating, Yan felt an urge to bang his head against a wall.

"Huuh..."

Having completed the sequence, Ling Feng stood with his sword, looked towards Yan Cangtian, and said with a smile, "Elder Yan, your sword technique is truly profound; this junior is impressed!"

Yan’s face turned slightly red, and he coughed awkwardly, "Hmph, there are many more miraculous moves that you haven’t seen!"

"What’s the name of this sword move?" Ling Feng inquired.

Yan Cangtian stood tall and proudly declared, "This move is called Eight-directions Break Profound! With one strike, it seizes the initiative against opponents from all directions, unequaled in all eight directions!"

Ling Feng nodded repeatedly, chuckling, "Elder Yan, I feel that this sword technique doesn’t seem complete. Why not be generous and pass on the full technique to me as well?"

"Hmph, it’s greedy to swallow more than you can handle; digest this move first!" Yan retorted. "As for the subsequent moves, it depends on your fate!"

With that, Yan Cangtian walked quickly into the great hall without another word. The kid’s comprehension was too outrageous; if he gave away everything at once, the kid hadn’t even become his disciple yet and he would be ’cleaned out’!

No, no, that won’t do. It’s a bad deal!

Ling Feng was startled, and by the time he wanted to say anything more, Yan Cangtian’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

"Ah..." Ling Feng sighed lightly and had no choice but to continue practicing the "Eight-directions Break Profound" that Yan Cangtian had just taught him in the courtyard.

In terms of rank, this "Eight-directions Break Profound" could probably be classified as a Lower Earth Rank Martial Technique!

That night was spent practicing swordsmanship for Ling Feng.

The sun rose and the moon set, the east glowed with daylight!

Suddenly, the Shifang in Ling Feng’s hand seemed to tremble slightly, and some of the rust peeled away, revealing a hint of a dark gleam.

Then, Ling Feng felt as if some information had been added to his mind, a sensation identical to the last time the Shifang had transmitted the sword technique "Heaven Burning" into his mind.

"Could it be!"

Ling Feng’s pupils sharply contracted as he used his consciousness to sense that information.

In an instant, Ling Feng seemed to have entered into a galaxy once again, where a long sword with a flashing blue light danced wildly, sweeping across the galaxy with the force of mountains and rivers crumbling, its power unrivaled!

"The ’Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique’ second move, Earth Water Breaking Army!"

Sparks of realization twinkled in Ling Feng’s eyes.

He finally knew that ’Leaving Fire Burning Sky’ was the first move of a complete set of swordsmanship!

And ’Earth Water Breaking Army’ was the second move of the ’Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique’.

Unlike ’Leaving Fire Burning Sky’, ’Earth Water Breaking Army’ required the completely opposite Water Attribute True Energy!

Standing in the courtyard, Ling Feng seemed to have turned into a statue, standing still for an entire morning.

Yan Cangtian thought Ling Feng was comprehending the ’Eight-directions Break Profound’ he taught him, nodded repeatedly, "Good, a teachable youngster indeed. This lad will surely become a Sword God in the future!"

...

Ling Feng, in Yan Cangtian’s Spiritual Medicine Garden, was contemplating the sword move ’Earth Water Breaking Army’, inevitably leading to his absence from Su Qingxuan’s Empire history class.

Coincidentally.

The meeting that Yan Cangtian and Ling Feng had agreed upon every three days would be on the next day of Su Qingxuan’s Empire history class.

Thus far, Ling Feng had almost never attended Su Qingxuan’s Empire history classes!

"This Ling Feng!"

In the classroom, Su Qingxuan’s face turned somewhat unseemly.

"Ouyang Jing!" Su Qingxuan suddenly called Ouyang Jing’s name, startling the reserved young man.

"Ah?" Ouyang Jing abruptly stood up, blinking in surprise, "Master Su, what’s wrong?"

Su Qingxuan took a deep breath and said slowly, "Ouyang Jing, you and Ling Feng are on good terms, aren’t you?"

"Mhm, mhm, mhm." Ouyang Jing nodded continually, "He’s my sworn elder brother!"

"Okay, then tell me, does your Chief Ling Feng have any problem with me, his Empire history teacher?" Su Qingxuan asked with furrowed brows.

She herself knew that in every Empire history class, she explained the dry and dull historical subjects in the wittiest way possible, so almost none of the trainees she took on would be absent without good reason.

Yet this Ling Feng, she taught several classes, and he was absent for just as many!

She had already made up her mind that she could no longer continue to indulge such a student!

"Ah?" Ouyang Jing was taken aback, "Master Su, who told you that? How could my elder brother have any issues with you?"

Master Su’s expression remained stern, her eyebrows deeply furrowed, as she pressed Ouyang Jing, "Then tell me, why does Ling Feng never attend my classes!"

"This... this!" Ouyang Jing was stumped as well.

Speaking of Ling Feng’s whereabouts, they were indeed strange. Every three days, he would disappear for a day, and this day would coincidentally be Su Qingxuan’s Empire history class.

"Master Su, anyway, my elder brother definitely couldn’t have any issues with you!" Ouyang Jing’s eyes rolled quickly, and he blurted out, "Right, he actually fell sick, he really couldn’t make it!"

"Sick?" Su Qingxuan let out a light snort, "Every time it’s my class, he gets sick?"

"Anyway, this time my elder brother really did get sick!" Ouyang Jing told one lie and could only stiffen his spine to cover it up with another.

Master Su took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and said through gritted teeth, "Alright, after all the classes end this afternoon, I’ll personally visit our Ling Chief of the East Courtyard at your residential quarters!"

"Ah?"

Ouyang Jing’s eyes widened in shock, completely baffled; now things had taken a severe turn.

In his heart, Ouyang Jing silently pleaded, Brother, you’d better not blame me...