The Death Ghost Sword

World Dimension l

After asking permission to Mother as well as the Village Chief, Han Zhie went with Grandpa Li to the Waterfall located quite far behind the Rainbow Village. The trip there takes at most two days from the Village by regular road.

After entering inside the Cave, Han Zhie saw the Formation spell Door and He immediately entered it. Grandfather Li waited for him in the Cave and occasionally went out fishing to relieve fatigue and pick fruits for him to eat.

Han Zhie entered the Formation spell Door, the instant Han Zhie reached the vast artificial World and the Door disappeared somewhere. There just like the real World, there are stretches of Grasslands, Forests, Mountains, rivers, and others.

In the midst of his shock and admiration, appeared a Lion as big as a Wood-bodied Horse before him. The Wood Lion immediately ran towards Han Zhie about to attack him. Lucky Wood Lion is not so fast as like a Lion in general.

Without saying much, Han Zhie ran away from the wooden Lion that looked big and dangerous.

With his speed being quite agile and fast, He managed to keep up with the speed of the Wood Lion.

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Despite not being able to cultivate, Han Zhie was not someone who was unyielding. He always trained his physical strength.

Almost every night He ran around the Village several times a round, in contrast to the other Children who chose to cultivate.

No wonder if his speed was fast and agile almost equaled that of an early King level Village Swordsman who used body lightening science.

His mainstay is the Iron Dragon Fist which he often shouted when punching.

He also did not want to lose often showing it off to Feng Gun and Lin Mei even though they always laughed at the nurse because only her loud and loud screams when calling it while hitting.

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Han Zhie continued to run from the pursuit of the Wood Lion. The wood lion tirelessly continued to chase after him, whereas Han Zhie his breathing had already begun to pant after hours of running with his physical strength.

In the midst of his escape Han Zhie kept thinking of how to escape from the pursuit of the Wood Lion. He could only find one way to defeat him because the Lion would never stop chasing after him.

Han Zhiepun set his breath in the middle of his escape. He recalled a land-based breathing technique that He had memorized from Grandpa Li and could train while running. The ground breathing technique itself was one of the techniques from the Book called the Mysterious Respiratory Book.

It did not feel like half a day Han Zhie had run away from the Wood Lion, now his breathing had begun to hunt and gasp. He felt he could no longer run.

He had to stop his escape. Desperate as if about to accept bad luck, He turned around and shot towards the Lion.

"Iron Dragon Fist" He cried

The wooden lion was easily thrown and crushed and then its body disappeared instantly.

Apparently, the lion was very weak and soft unlike wood in general. The lion was as if it was testing Han Zhie to run with all its might.

"Aihhh Damn Lion, know weak so no need I ran this secape" He was upset.

With the breath still hunting, He tried to calm him down with the Ground Breathing Technique and drank from the rest of the provisions He brought.

Shortly from where the wooden Lion disappeared, hundreds of similar wooden Lions appeared again.

Unwilling to be fooled for the second time, Han Zhie remained silent in place, clenching both of his hands waiting for the wooden Lions to approach attacking him.

"Thousand Punch Iron Dragon Fists" His original shout mentioned the moves.

Duarrr

Duarrr

Duarrr

Duarrr

Surely as expected The wooden Lions were the same as the previous lions, bouncing to and fro in the quick and blind punch of both fists.

"Hahahaha You think you can trick me again" Han Zhie said as she patted her palms together.

Just as Han Zhie was about to sit down to rest, the bodies of the Wood Lions scattered about in flight collided together to form a Wood Lion again. This time the color is a little darker and looks like his body this time is really strong like wood.

"Ahhh This creature is not finished" he murmured

"I'll try"he said.

"Iron Dragon Fist"

Duarrrrr

Han Zhie's fist clashed with the wooden Lion's Head. His hands shook, his fingers spitting out blood. Body bounced.

The wood lion was still trying to attack, running towards him. Without saying much Han Zhie ran from that Lion who was truly Strong as Wood according to his body shape made of wood.

Han Zhie continued running and running considering the pain in the arm that He felt when he hit the Wood Lion, He did not want to die silly he thought.

He also continues to train in terrestrial breathing techniques.The technique is quite powerful as the science of relieving the body. However, the technique is better than the science of lightening the body.

Breathing techniques that do not require deep energy to make the body feel light and not easy to experience physical fatigue, in contrast to the science of relieving the body that requires internal energy.

Believe it or not, the technique that Han Zhie learned in the midst of his despair proved to be effective in saving himself from the pursuit of the wooden Lion.

He was also amazed at the results of the Techniques He had just learned and was still at such a low level.

Slowly He began to believe that the Books He had memorized were indeed high-level and possibly Legendary Sciences, although the Books were named very strange and could not fit in his wits. In fact, perhaps even Cultivators would feel the same way as themselves if they knew the Books.

He began to be determined to practice the Techniques and techniques of the Books.

Two days passed, the wound on his hand began to heal. With the herbs He picked up while running, his wounds recovered faster as they were. When He was hungry, He reached for the fruit of the World and ate it while running.

He was still relying on his Iron Dragon Fist master to defeat the wooden Lion while constantly thinking of ways to increase his fist strength.

Han Zhie found a way. He began to pick out the small, not hard trees that He passed by then hit him.

A few days later his fists were able to knock down the small trees He passed through. Hundreds of trees were destroyed by his Iron Dragon Fist.

From a small tree, He turned to hit a tree stronger than before, and so on He trained his Fist strength.

Fresh blood kept flowing from his fingers but he didn't care. He occasionally stopped slamming for half or a day after dressing his wounds with plants and herbal leaves.

He had hit the Trees again and again until the pain in his arm was as usual as if his arm had not felt what pain was.

Having already felt capable enough of destroying the Wood Lion, He stopped his escape and started pitting his Fists against the wooden Lion Head.

"Iron Dragon Fist"

Duarrr

He and the Lion both bounced back.

Just as the Lion had risen and was about to attack, Han Zhie had already darted towards him first.

"Iron Dragon Fist"

Duarrr

Now the lion is bouncing back.

Han Zhiepun did not remain silent. He darted back towards the cornered Lion and struck him again.

"Iron Dragon Fist"

Duarrr

After three hits, then the wooden Lion was crushed into several parts and immediately the wooden body parts disappeared.

Han Zhie let out a long sigh then dropped herself to the ground, lying down straight on her stiff muscles after ten days and ten nights of unceasingly moving avoiding the pursuit of the Wood Lion.

A severe drowsiness caused him to fall asleep for three days.