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Chapter 371 - 371 370 Secret Technique Sword of Thunder

Chapter 371: Chapter 370: Secret Technique: Sword of Thunder Chapter 371: Chapter 370: Secret Technique: Sword of Thunder After flying out of Glowing Valley, Black Oil Dragon Ross continued to fly north along the Mountain River Trade Route, the pervasive wind and snow could not block its vision or perception.

For a Bipedal Flying Dragon capable of sensing Cold Spring Point, foggy snow plains of hundreds of kilometers and clear warm lands are no different.

“Polly, it seems we haven’t tested out our current speeds, have we?” Flying was always boring, Russell suddenly proposed, “How about we test it now?”

“Okay.”

In an instant, the Mark of the Thunder Lord transformed into Unicorn Polly, and then Polly spread her massive wings, with storm and thunder rising beneath them, and she took off like a bolt of lightning.

In the blink of an eye, she disappeared from Russell’s view, then, like a streak of lightning coming from afar, she returned to Ross’s side.

“Faster than the speed of sound, Russell, my speed has now exceeded the speed of sound!” Polly excitedly expressed.

There was no sonic boom.

In her high-speed flying state, Polly was truly like lightning, disregarding air resistance and vibrations.

“Cool!” Russell exclaimed.

When it was Russell’s turn to test the Wind Walking Skill, even with the newly adapted Pseudo-Dragon Prime Breath powering him, his speed could only match Ross’s, which was five hundred kilometers per hour. That was half of Polly’s speed, with a bit more to spare.

Although Polly had advanced to a Pseudo-Dragon, she could still perform Beast Fusion Shadow.

In the state of Beast Fusion Shadow, Russell could barely reach the speed of sound, and the consumption was not significant, allowing him to maintain the Beast Fusion Shadow for a prolonged period.

“Roar!” Ross let out an annoyed roar.

He lamented in his mind, “Father, you and Polly are too fast, I can’t keep up with you.”

“Haha, no worries, we’ll wait for you,” Russell reassured him.

By the time Ross had flown out of the snowfield and entered the Volcanic Oasis, it was only nine in the morning. Having grasped his own and Polly’s speeds, Russell let Polly revert to the Mark of the Thunder Lord and rode on Ross toward the north.

Unlike the cold wind of the snowfield, the wind in the Volcanic Oasis was always warm.

The warm wind hit his face, and looking down at the lush earth beneath him, Russell felt relaxed and happy—the warm enclaves of the ice age were decked out in silver, while only the Volcanic Oasis remained evergreen in all seasons.

Enjoying the scenery for a while.

He then comfortably closed his eyes, napping on Ross’s back, though in his mind he was replaying the incident when Snow Giant Da ambushed them.

“At that time, I thrust my sword through Snow Giant Da’s forehead…”

He continuously reminisced about that thrust, a form of training in swordsmanship. At this moment, it seemed his swordsmanship was overflowing, reaching a critical edge, on the verge of a new realm of understanding.

In the palm of his left hand, Sword Butterfly Mark quietly appeared, transforming into a sword, continuously moving and shifting in his palm.

“That sword…”

Russell revisited it thousands of times, and finally, he grasped a trace of inspiration. Without hesitation, he instructed Polly, using her golden thunder-patterned horn, to form a plain, unadorned golden greatsword—this was not the Thunder Greatsword, for there was no lightning flickering upon it.

Just an ordinary, returning-to-the-basics, transformed greatsword.

Leaping forward.

Russell held the golden greatsword, hovering in the air, his eyes still tightly shut, his mind gripping that trace of inspiration tightly, and gently unlocking the inspiration, integrating it as much as possible into the sword he was about to swing.

Exhale!

Inhale!

Steadying his breath for a long time, Russell suddenly opened his eyes, with thunder flickering within them.

He wielded the golden greatsword, swinging it forward in a plain and simple horizontal sweep, the most fundamental of moves.

No radiant sword light burst forth.

But the air was sliced open by this ordinary sweep at that moment, and instantly from the trajectory of the golden greatsword’s swing, cracks in the air spread forward, gradually forming into a huge fractured fan shape.

Though slow to tell, everything was completed in one ten-millionth of a second.

One sword swing.

On the vast fan-shaped front, the air was completely slashed and torn, countless tiny lightning bolts born from the friction of the shattered air writhed ceaselessly, leaving behind a horrifying and intertwined black trace.

A ten-millionth of a second later, the fractured air fan shape returned to normal, the terrifying black trace no longer existent.

The golden greatsword was retracted by Russell, gently held in front of him.

His smile suddenly bloomed, then burst into hearty laughter that reverberated through the endless clouds, “My swordsmanship, the secret technique has been mastered!”

At this moment, he swung his sword.

Russell’s swordsmanship was no longer just about flashy forms, like the Three Swords Flow Grand Skill or the Four Swords Flow Mystique. It had returned to and pierced through the essence, grasping the ultimate secret of swordsmanship, unleashing a new power.

“This power, it’s the most fundamental of elemental forces — Thunder!”

It was not the Power of Thunder obtained after he and Polly became Lords of the Dragon Domain, but a complete insight into thunder, integrating the fundamental element of the world, Thunder, into his sword technique, becoming a rule within his swordsmanship.

“One sword to break all techniques, and the basis of all techniques are the various elements. Now, my swordsmanship has grasped the Thunder element!”

Russell composed himself, but the excitement in his heart was indescribable.

Earth, Water, Fire, Wind, Thunder, Light, Ice, Dark — these are the basic elements that make up the world of the Dragon Sleep Continent, the extraordinary forces also manifesting these eight elements’ properties. It can be said that mastering these eight elements’ forces, one masters the supreme power of the Dragon Sleep Continent.

Dragons, they are the perfect embodiment of elemental power.

Now, Russell had, through his swordsmanship, also mastered one of the elemental forces — Thunder!

“Essentially, I’m evenly matched with a dragon!” Russell proudly thought, only regretting that he did not have the profound Origin Power of a dragon to manipulate the boundless Thunder element’s force, otherwise, he would have transformed into a dragon himself.

He calmed his emotions.

When Russell drew his sword again, it tore through the air and released numerous bolts of lightning, “If I wield this sword with the power of a Lord of the Dragon Domain, even Snow Giant Da would avoid my edge! If later, I wield this sword with the power of a Dragon Knight, exterminating Snow Giant Da would be effortless!”

At that moment, Russell felt terrifyingly strong, the shadow of being ambushed by Snow Giant Da completely vanished.

His confidence reached its zenith.

“Having grasped the power of the Thunder element, my sword technique shall be called… Secret Technique: Sword of Thunder!” Russell named his sword technique.

Just then.

The palm of his left hand warmed, and the Sword Butterfly Mark quietly flew out, transforming into a gracefully dancing Sword Butterfly.

Initially silver-grey, the size of a fist, the Sword Butterfly had now grown to the size of a palm. Its silvery-grey body, with the trembling of its sword-shaped wings, kept shedding small fragments. When the fragments fell, its body gradually shed the grey, becoming a pure shade of silvery-white.

Crack!

Russell felt a break through the bond with the Sword Butterfly as if something inside had shattered, breaking some form of shackles.

The palm-sized silver-white Sword Butterfly then suddenly transformed into a pure silver-white greatsword, flashing with a cold and harsh light.

“Polly, here’s your unicorn back,” Russell swiftly dispersed the golden greatsword and grabbed the silver-white greatsword formed from the Sword Butterfly.

Like a weapon formed from a Phantom Beast, this silver-white greatsword could also morph with Russell’s will, always maintaining the structure and color of a silver-white greatsword, but varying in length, width, and decorations.

The moment he held the sword, he felt as though the silver-white greatsword was an extension of his own body.

His sword technique could be perfectly executed through this silver-white greatsword, “Sword Butterfly Amber Bug has evolved with my sword technique… now it is no longer a Sword Butterfly Amber Bug, but a Sword Butterfly Amber Spirit!”

In his heart, the joyful emotions of the Sword Butterfly transmitted.

Feeding on sword techniques, when Russell’s sword technique mastered the secret technique, its evolution from Amber Bug to Amber Spirit was natural.

“This sword!”

“Let’s call it the Meteor Butterfly Sword,” as Russell’s thoughts moved, meteor and butterfly engravings appeared on the blade of the silver-white greatsword.

With a casual swing, he could feel the Meteor Butterfly Sword had an extraordinary quality that could perfectly transmit any force. His sword technique could also be perfectly executed through the Meteor Butterfly Sword, without any stagnation.

“Truly a weapon that perfectly suits me!” Russell tossed the Meteor Butterfly Sword casually, and the sword danced in the air according to his will.

Without needing his manual control, the Sword Butterfly Amber Spirit could actively manipulate the Meteor Butterfly Sword according to his will.

Even without Russell’s divided attention, just by giving commands, the Sword Butterfly could execute the fierce Secret Technique: Sword of Thunder — because he and the Sword Butterfly had a connected will, his mastery of the sword technique’s secret was as if the Sword Butterfly had mastered it too.

“Mastered the Secret Technique: Sword of Thunder.”

“Acquired the Meteor Butterfly Sword.”

“I’m really invincible now!”

Russell laughed heartily among the clouds, as if brewing thunder inside the clouds, which boomed loudly, spreading to the earth.