220: Chapter 189 Do Not Touch_2 220: Chapter 189 Do Not Touch_2 Yes, I rember in my past life, my last conscious thought was while within the “Divine Emperor” ga,
the Seven Emperors of Cloud Realm vied for supremacy.
Alone with a sword, I fought against nurous heroes but in the final mont, I suddenly felt a current pass through my body and lost all consciousness.
When I awoke, I found myself in a different body.
Everything before my eyes was no longer the familiar world.
So now, am I still in the ga, or in an actual era from 13,000 years ago?
A wave of dizziness ca over again, and Zong Shou simply put everything aside and stopped thinking.
In this carriage, with nothing else to do, Zong Shou then took out a Green Steel Sword about three feet long and began practicing his swordsmanship inside the rather spacious carriage.
His footwork, advancing, retreating, shifting, combined with his movents, made the sword light flash within the moderately small carriage.
Just like in his past life, every sword form, every step was precisely to the realm of perfection, almost flawless.
However, this basic swordsmanship was just half a mont before Zong Shou was already panting heavily, his whole body dripping with cold sweat.
And the shadow of the sword light inevitably distorted slightly.
Supported only by his innate, unyielding belief, he kept himself from collapsing.
Until all the strength left in his body was completely exhausted.
Only then did Zong Shou stop the sword light and sat gasping for breath on the couch.
When that intensely focused attention finally dispersed, he could imdiately feel his whole body’s muscles and bones, his limbs and internals, all parts ached as if burnt by flas.
This was not rely out of boredom but pure anxiety.
This world, as well as his own situation, both gave him a sense of imminent crisis.
He was eager to gain so strength, at least so ability to protect himself.
In his past life, for that ga, he had cultivated and researched all the basics of martial artists to a master level.
In the entire Cloud Realm, there were only a thousand people who had achieved this.
He had mastered the principles of swordsmanship and its transformations.
What he needed to do now was to make this body rember them, to turn them into his own instincts.
But his body was simply too frail.
Just an ordinary practice session lasted only the ti it took for one cup of tea, and his physical strength was even less than half of a normal person’s.
What was even more frustrating was that he couldn’t cultivate the Basic Internal Skill at all.
It wasn’t that Zong Shou’s body was really weak.
In fact, in terms of strength, flexibility, and agility, he could even surpass an ordinary person by a notch.
Even his root bone and Five Elents Spirit Root should belong to those of a genius level.
It was just that his physical strength, for so unknown reason, was peculiarly weak.
However, after these seven days of exploring, Zong Shou already had so clues.
It should be because of the bloodline he possessed.
Being a Half-demon, Human Fox hybrid, gave him such a handso face also led to his frail constitution.
And if nothing unexpected happened, both his paternal and maternal sides should have extraordinary backgrounds.
“This Human Clan bloodline, its characteristics still unclear.
But this demon clan bloodline, clearly it belongs to the Seven-tailed Heavenly Fox.
Throughout the entire Cloud Realm, there are, at most, but a hundred individuals with this bloodline!
If one side could dominate over the other, it would be one thing, but it’s at a stalemate.
In any era of the Cloud Realm, almost everyone practices martial arts, even a young teenager can often open a ridian.
An inconspicuous commoner can also often possess significant martial arts skills.
Like myself, without any Inner Strength, as weak as a kitten, it is really rare—”
Lying on the soft couch, those thoughts that Zong Shou had forcefully suppressed ca flooding back again.
In his thoughts, he even subconsciously recalled that obscure Demon Language from the depths of his mory.
This Indeterminate Spirit Emperor Technique he rembered was equipped with a set of Indeterminate Killing Fist, and a set of Fish and Dragon Cloud Transformation, all of which can be called Top-level Absolute Martial Arts Techniques.
And these four characters, “Indeterminate Spirit Emperor,” Zong Shou always felt he had heard them before, yet he couldn’t rember from where.
“Top-level Absolute Skill, actually combined with a set of Fist Technique, a movent technique.
Possessing two kinds of high-order bloodlines, this identity certainly isn’t ordinary; he must truly be so noble from the Cloud Realm.
Could it be that Zong Shou is a noble son?
From the surna ‘Zong’?
Belonging to that already extinct Heavenly Fox Clan?
This na also, for so reason, feels sowhat familiar.
Speaking of those two servants—”
Thinking of the two individuals who had traveled with him these seven days, who for the mont had left, Zong Shou involuntarily felt dizzy again.
Given their extraordinary nature, the high status of ‘his’ identity probably far exceeded his expectations.
And thinking about that ga world becoming reality, and that he himself was also in the midst of it, Zong Shou found it even more unbelievable.
Just when he was troubled by a headache, suddenly, a whistling sound was heard from outside the carriage.
Zong Shou raised an eyebrow and turned his head to look out the window.
He saw a woman in a colorful skirt approaching swiftly.
Even though she was on foot, her galloping speed even surpassed that of the sixteen unicorns; in her slender hands, she even carried a huge beast corpse!
Seeing Zong Shou looking from inside the carriage, the woman imdiately raised her head and smiled sweetly.
Her face was beautiful, her features like a painting, and on either side behind her ears, she even had a pair of extrely cute white cat ears.
It was Su Chuxue, one of the two servants who had been with him since he woke up in this world.
And following her was a robust Great Han.
He was the coachman of this carriage, nad Yiin Yang, nine feet tall with muscles coiled around his body, seemingly forged from steel.
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