As his upper body was reproducing the elusive sword technique "Moon Above" he created, his limb moved in sync with his thoughts. Each sword move would be followed by a mental visualization. "Moon Above" was being dissected into several moves; every single step of "Moon Above" had a value. Usually, the slightest motion in his art would be used to redirect his energy to create the deadly intent of "Moon Above".However, now he was truly disa.s.sembling Moon Above and revising its execution. The "Moon Above"s first version relied too much on the energy system, thus he needed to create a second version. Moon Above would be turned into a sword art that could be used by any sword user unrelated to the three cultivation systems he practiced.
"This part is too imprecise; if the opponent isn"t baited by the first strike the whole following attack wouldn"t work." he delved deeply into his sword practice. Battle Contest was an opportunity for him to practice his swordsmanship without being hindered by his three cultivation systems. Here, there was no blood energy, soul energy wasn"t present and s.p.a.ce energy couldn"t be sensed.
Technique was all that mattered, and Fell would take the game"s system as an opportunity to prepare his future martial path. When it came to his cultivation, his foundation solid. But his sword arts lacked a solid foundation when they were compared to the geniuses in the universe. Although he had knocked on the door of laws through his sword, he didn"t have a foundation enough to make them grow.
He needed to use the Ma.s.sin Martial Art as a reference to revise his sword styles. Time pa.s.sed slowly as Fell focused himself in his training. Although his mountain peak wasn"t particularly isolated from the other peaks, it gave a very peculiar feeling, a sense of loneliness spread from it.
The image of a solitary youth in the middle of his sword practices gave the scene a calm vibe. Time seemed to stop as Fell lost track of his surroundings. He forgot that he was in Battle Center, forgot what he needed to do, forgot who he was.
At this moment, Fell wasn"t anything more than a simple swordsman in the middle of his practice. His wrist flicked and the tip of his sword, elusive and obscure, followed suit.
During this time, Tahlya had already left as she didn"t know when Fell would leave the room. She asked to be notified as soon as changes would happen. As for the mountain, it didn"t interact anymore with Fell; It was unknown if it was due to it noticing that the talented youth was training.
Due to his effort, he finished revising "Moon Above" into a series of sword moves. Although it was still in its nascent form and lacked substance, it managed to reproduce the same coldness without any spatial energy.
"This should be enough. Time to move to "Sun Below"!", as soon as he judged "Moon Above"s base was enough, his sword stance changed completely and the elusiveness and softness in his strokes disappeared.
The moment his wrist flashed, his sword appeared in front of him. It revealed itself as clear as daylight and his swordplay aggressively flashed as he began practicing.
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""Sun Below" is the complete opposite of Moon Above. Not only it mustn"t contain any softness, but its essence should also revolve around hard straightforward moves." He pondered as his arm unleashed strokes to confirm his theory. He would pause every time he executed a strike, he would then execute a slightly different stroke.
"The logic is simple but it is as hard a Moon Above.", he paused a few seconds.
This continued for an unknown period of time until he finally did the same with "Sun Below". Both sword techniques had been dissected and refined into completely new sword art. Fell shook from excitation as his chest rose with his newfound pride.
"Now it"s time to feed them to the Ma.s.sin Martial Art. My body has already been attuned to swords before I began reforming "Moon Above" and "Sun Below". Turning them into a swordless martial art should be much simpler."
He immediately executed himself as soon as he decided on his future path. It was with a fierce determination that he began executing the Ma.s.sin Martial Art while facing the ten thousand mountain peaks on the horizon. The sea of clouds rose higher and higher; It was as if it was coc.o.o.ning Fell in the midst of his transformation. His MMA was akin to a larva going through a metamorphosis. Soon he would fly and reveal himself to the inhabitants of higher realms.