The Great Perfection of True Combat Skill

"Golden scales and white feather robes!"

Little Purple exclaimed with delight. Upon seeing the floating treasure robes inside the hall, it became excited, proving it hadn't led the wrong way. 👌🐲 ➅❾𝔰卄ùЖ.匚𝕆爪😳☯

Despite its confident demeanor, it was actually afraid of not finding the Golden Scale White Feather Robe. Fang Wang was ruthless and decisive, but it was filled with fear of him and could only try to please him.

Fang Wang did not advance directly, but instead used his sword control technique to make the Rainbow Sword stuck in the ground fly away and into the main hall. He quickly arrived in front of the Golden Scale White Feather Robe and gently touched it with the white light of the sword blade.

There was no movement.

He made the Rainbow Sword spin around the golden-scaled white feather robe, making it spin five times before flying around the main hall. He repeated this process for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and only after confirming that there were no traps did he carry the Heavenly Palace Halberd forward.

"Young master, you are truly steady."

Xiao Zi praised at the opportune moment; Fang Wang was already used to its flattery.

Arriving before the Golden Scale White Feather Robe, Fang Wang looked up and saw the robe floating in mid-air, its golden dragon aura swirling around it lifelike, like a dragon soul.

Looking at the golden scales on the golden-scaled white feather robe, Fang Wang immediately fell in love with it. The pure white robe was not just white; it also had some light-colored patterns. The chest was engraved with a series of magnificent birds, which appeared in different postures from different angles, and could only be seen clearly when standing up close.

"How do I get it?"

Fang Wang stared at the golden-scaled white-feathered robe and asked softly.

Xiao Zi shook her head and said, "I don't know, shouldn't we just take it?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang raised the Heavenly Palace Halberd and used the tip to knock the Golden Scale White Feather Robe off. In an instant, the Golden Scale White Feather Robe lost its golden light, the surrounding golden dragon aura disappeared, and the entire hall darkened.

And so, the Golden Scale White Feather Robe fell into Fang Wang's hands. He immediately put the robe into his storage bag, preparing to find another place to refine the restriction.

Powerful magical artifacts have their own binding restrictions, much like a code. They must be refined to be fully mastered and to unleash their full potential.

Just as Fang Wang was about to turn and leave, he suddenly noticed faint light characters flashing on a wall. These characters appeared only after the golden light disappeared.

He walked over and came to the wall, looking at it carefully.

Xiao Zi also raised her snake head, and the hall fell silent.

After reading three lines, Fang Wang raised an eyebrow, secretly pleased. This seemed to be a secret technique, containing the rules of cultivation.

He pulled Xiao Zi out of the clothes and instructed, "Keep an eye on the surroundings for me."

Little Purple snapped out of her daze and immediately jumped onto his shoulder, wary of their surroundings.

As lines of text came into Fang Wang's view, he gradually seemed to see a figure practicing martial arts. It wasn't internal energy cultivation, but various movement techniques, and even weapons and magical artifacts.

Fang Wang was completely absorbed in it; although it was only a few hundred words, it gave him the feeling of reading a long epic.

for a long time.

When the figure in Fang Wang's pupils stopped, his consciousness exploded and his vision blurred.

When Fang Wang opened his eyes again, he found himself in the Heavenly Palace.

He gave a wry smile; he had been so engrossed in the secret technique that he had reached a state of complete absorption.

This secret technique is unfathomable; he felt he would have to stay for at least two hundred years.

He took a deep breath, stood still, and began to review the secret technique he had just memorized. With the help of the Heavenly Palace, the confusing points were resolved one after another, and more and more insights welled up in his mind.

True combat skills!

This skill is neither an internal energy cultivation technique nor a body tempering technique, but a combat method. When mastered, it can cultivate a fighting spirit, enabling one to master any weapon or magical artifact to an extraordinary degree, and even to forcibly use magical artifacts that have not yet recognized their master. In addition, it can also make one immune to attacks such as confusion and illusions caused by magical artifacts to the physical body and mind.

Of course, the ability of the Fighting True Skill to control and resist magical artifacts also depends on one's own cultivation level. If the difference in cultivation level between the enemy and oneself is too great, the Fighting True Skill cannot make up for the gap.

A fighting spirit allows its owner to enter a state of complete immersion in battle, free from distractions. This fighting spirit can even dominate other emotions; for example, when facing an invincible enemy, one can forget fear and let go of cowardice.

A very powerful secret technique!

Fang Wang became even more curious about this Great Sage.

The Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill, the Battle True Skill, and the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique are all Daoist techniques that surpass the cultivation world of the Great Qi!

He began to cultivate the True Combat Skill. To get started, he first needed to master various types of weapons. Within the Heavenly Palace, one could freely create weapons and magical artifacts.

However, he underestimated the threshold for mastering the true fighting skills.

It took him a full thirty years to fully master the weapons listed above. He could use each weapon with ease, making it an integral part of his body.

Next came the ritual implements; Fang Wang continued his cultivation.

Inside the Heavenly Palace, without eating, drinking, or sleeping, one day is equivalent to two days for a mortal in reality. Fortunately, the Battle True Skill requires switching between different types of magical artifacts, which allows him to barely retain a sense of novelty.

After cultivating for a hundred years, he began to feel bored.

Later, he used the Heavenly Palace Halberd to cultivate the True Combat Skill, suppressing the frustration in his heart.

However, the time required to cultivate the true fighting skills far exceeded his expectations.

When he had cultivated the True Combat Skill to the Great Perfection, his heart was numb and his eyes were lifeless. He turned his head and saw that the Illusionary Clock placed in the Heavenly Palace showed that four hundred and twenty-six years had passed.

This is the ultimate skill he has practiced for the longest time to date!

The repression of over four hundred years filled his heart with an unspeakable resentment, making him want to destroy everything.

During his cultivation, he often doubted himself, wondering why he had to work so hard and why he had to pursue the ultimate techniques. Just as Zhou Xue said, with the techniques he currently possessed, if he cultivated steadily, he might not be unable to reach the pinnacle of the cultivation world.

But whenever he thought of his ordinary life in his previous life and the danger of his family being wiped out in this life, he suppressed his negative emotions and forced himself to grit his teeth and cultivate.

It's just suppression; the suppressed emotions have always been there!

Fang Wang's vision blurred for a moment, and the next second, he returned to reality.

In the dimly lit hall, the words "light" appeared on the walls before his eyes. He took a deep breath, feeling as if he had been transported to another world.

A vast amount of spiritual energy from all directions surged into his body, frantically drilling into his clothes and startling Xiao Zi into jumping away.

Xiao Zi looked at Fang Wang nervously and asked cautiously, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

Fang Wang did not answer it, but silently closed his eyes.

He is gathering his fighting spirit!

The fighting spirit resides within the body, and once solidified, it will transform the physical body, making it compatible with the true fighting skills.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Zi didn't dare to disturb him.

For some reason, it sensed that Fang Wang was very angry, and there was a fierce aura about him that made it very flustered.

The hall fell silent, the atmosphere extremely oppressive.

One hour later.

Fang Wang no longer absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. His heart has transformed into a fighting heart. At first glance, his appearance remains unchanged, but when he opens his eyes, his gaze reveals an extreme fighting spirit, both arrogant and confident, yet firm and resolute.

"Did you remember that?"

Fang Wang asked the question calmly.

Xiao Zi paused for a moment, then quickly replied, "The secret technique on the wall? I've memorized it, but I don't understand it!"

"Let's go then."

Fang Wang turned around, picked up the Heavenly Palace Halberd, and walked towards the gate.

He had no intention of damaging the palace walls, leaving an opportunity for those who came after. Even if someone did obtain it, how difficult it would be to cultivate the will to fight.

Little Purple quickly followed him, jumped onto his shoulder, tilted its head, and cautiously looked at his profile.

It felt that Fang Wang had become a different person, and a bold idea popped into its mind.

Could it be that the young master has been possessed?

On the way back, ghosts occasionally blocked the road, but as soon as they saw that it was Fang Wang, they all hid and dared not attack him.

The journey was smooth and unobstructed.

As Fang Wang walked out of the temple gate and stood on the edge of the cliff halfway up the mountain, he opened his arms and enjoyed the sunshine.

Behind him, a corpse hung on the temple gate, a chilling sight.

"call……"

Fang Wang let out a long breath; at this moment, he finally felt alive.

"Young Master, are you still going to search for other inheritances?" Xiao Zi asked in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang felt unwell and said in a deep voice, "No need, let's stop here and find a place to cultivate!"

He was afraid that he would be imprisoned for another four hundred years, which would be too unbearable!

Moreover, his current methods are sufficient!

Although the Battle True Skill is a support-type skill, it can definitely increase his strength many times over, and it will be his new trump card.

"I know a place rich in spiritual energy, inhabited only by demonic beasts. Would you like to go, young master?"

"Give me directions."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zi immediately pointed in a direction with her snake head, and Fang Wang leaped up, transforming into a white rainbow and flying away!

White Rainbow Escape Technique!

He doesn't need a flying sword; he can fly directly!

With his combat skills, his physical body has become equivalent to a magical artifact!

Little Purple was almost thrown off balance, and it quickly burrowed into Fang Wang's arms, shivering in his clothes.

"Master, you're so fast..."