
But, ****** the pickaxe does not last long, only lasts about one breath - then disappears.
After that, Huang Xiaolong no longer swung his sword, but retrained his movements and how it felt when the hellish storm formed.
As he stood there, within his mind was an endless parade of a swirling pickaxe swallowing everything in its path, yet, that movement could be clearly seen by his eyes.
Half an hour later, Huang Xiaolong suddenly moved, his hand holding a sword.
This time, there were eighteen blade rays that appeared out of nowhere, in a constant round in the air, the wind whirled forming two tornadoes, doubling the size of the previous pickaxe.
Once again Huang Xiaolong stood motionless, recalling the sensation when the hellish storm formed, the way it spun, and the way it spun as it moved according to its predetermined trajectory.
Half an hour later, Huang Xiaolong waved his asura sword once more.
And that's how the circle repeats itself.
Each time after he slashed, he stood motionless in a place like a statue, comprehending the essence of the movement then charged out again.
From morning until noon, until the afternoon and until the last sunlight was about to dissipate, the blade in Huang Xiaolong's hand suddenly attacked.
Two typical storms kept spinning so that the whistling of the wind was akin to a sad whimper crawling out of hell, making the heart flutter hearing him.
In addition, the current storm can last about five breaths.
As he listened to the faint screams coming from the hellish storm, Huang Xiaolong heaved a sigh of relief, according to the book's records, when the hell storm technique let out a faint cry of hell then it was considered a small solution!
If the Asura Gate Founder, Ren Wokuang knew that Huang Xiaolong had only used one day of practice to reach a small completion in the First Asura Sword Skill – Storm Hell, technique, perhaps he would be dumbfounded and speechless.
During Ren Wokuang's time, when he accidentally held this special training technique, it took him over two months to practice the hellish storm before he could let out a hellish-like cry.
Where Huang Xiaolong only needs one day!
In his previous life, Huang Xiaolong was a rare martial arts expert in a hundred years.
The concept of battle skills was similar to martial skills.
So it was not something unimaginable that Huang Xiaolong only needed one day of practice to achieve a small completion in the Asura Sword Skill of the First move.
Watching the night go down, Huang Xiaolong stopped his training.
He entered his room and sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed, running an Asura technique exercise to train reiqi.
Ever since he advanced to the Fourth Order, the snake-headed protective spirit had not only evolved into an extraordinarily talented twin protective spirit, it had physically increased in size.
By the time the protective spirit of Huang Xiaolong had just awakened, the two-headed snake protective spirit was only half a meter long.
The Black and Blue Dragon floated behind Huang Xiaolong, its mouth wide open devouring endlessly the spiritual aura of the underworld that flowed down from the air.
The spiritual aura of the underworld became darker, thicker and purer after breaking through to the Fourth Order.
From the body of the black and blue dragon faintly exuded a dragon aura.
…..
Time passed and very quickly a month had passed.
Days change months, each day just has the same routine.
In addition to practicing the asura technique, and the body metamorphosis scripture, every morning Huang Xiaolong would practice the asura sword technique in the small courtyard.
After a month's time, when Huang Xiaolong was training with the asura sword, the blade beam had reached up to the movement of four out of eighteen, he said, and the pickaxe produced by the hellish storm has more than doubled in size.
When the storm turns, every tree within thirty meters fell and on the trunk of this fallen tree many were covered with many slash marks as if someone slashed at him with a sword over a hundred times.
Looking at the trees on the ground, Huang Xiaolong nodded in satisfaction; the attack power of the asura sword technique was quite high and much stronger than the previous life family sword technique, the Sword Excrate Devil.
“But, with this speed, to reach the initial perfect stage of the hell storm technique still takes six months.” Huang Xiaolong thought to himself.
Although the power of the hellish storm attack was already quite formidable after training for a month, however, compared to that sheet of paper note, its strength was still far from perfect late on.
This infernal storm attack once he reached the perfect end, once the two typhoons forming Huang Xiaolong could change direction as he wished.
After training for some time in the back mountain, Huang Xiaolong slowly adjusted his mood.
Opening his legs wide and both his hands stretched out above his head, absorbing the spiritual aura around him that seemed to gush into his body, turning him into an internal force, and accumulating within Huang Xiaolong's dantian.
Moments after entering the training pose of his Body Metamorphosis, Huang Xiaolong suddenly saw a flash of golden light from his dantian.
Next, his body followed, shining brightly, air ripples shot out in four directions as internal qi exited from Huang Xiaolong's body.
Slowly, Huang Xiaolong lowered his palm and stopped his training.
His eyes opened as he circulated the third stage internal qi along his meridians, looking further!
With this, he would be able to train at the fourth stage of – Star Power Conversion.
Recalling the movements of the Fourth Stage, Huang Xiaolong's right foot stepped one foot forward facing his left foot similar to the number eight, his body bent forward above the knee.
His left hand stretched over his head pointing to the sky, and in this posture, Huang Xiaolong was breathing slowly.
The spiritual aura once again rushed towards Huang Xiaolong, absorbing into his body.
The night passed quietly.
Only when the sky began to clear did Huang Xiaolong put down his left hand and retreated, completing his body metamorphosis training.
After sighing, he took out some Ethereal Palm as a drill before returning to the Huang Clan Manor.
By the time he reached the Huang Clan Manor, the sun was already high in the sky, with casual steps, Huang Xiaolong headed towards the hall of the Eastern Courtyard.
Stepping into the hall, Huang Xiaolong saw Huang Peng and Su Yan present but it seemed like the atmosphere in the hall did not seem right so Huang Xiaolong could not help but ask: "Dad, Mom, what's wrong?"
"Huang Wei came out of the Spirit Pond!" Huang Peng said as he looked at his son, his voice sounding weak: "I heard he reached the peak-end of the Second Order!"
at this moment, Huang Xiaolong remembered that a month had passed since the Spirit Pond was opened.
The beginning-Second Order? It seemed like the results of the one month training in the spirit pond were not bad, Huang Xiaolong sneered.
"Dad, ma'am, you don't have to worry about the Klan society next year." Huang Xiaolong said: "Actually, I have already reached the peak of the early-Second Order yesterday!" Huang Xiaolong projected reiqi after he finished his sentence.
"This, the peak of the beginning of the Second Order!" Huang Peng and Su Yan were very surprised to feel the reiqi coming from Huang Xiaolong's body.
“Xiaolong, this? ! Huang Peng looked at his son, could it be that his son had another stroke of luck? Otherwise, how could he advance at such speed?
Laughing, Huang Xiaolong explained: “About this matter, it is better if father does not ask.
Huang Peng and Su Yan made eye contact, it seemed that their son had many secrets, but since their son did not want to explain them, then they would not bother him about it.
"OK, Xiaolong, maybe you will be able to break through to the Third Order by the end of the year, even if you cannot defeat Huang Wei, Father will still allow you to train in the back mountains." Huang Peng said as he looked at his son.
Sorry for everything if his words are still falling 🙏🙏