242: Chapter 194 Liu Ruoxi’s Initial Cry!
_2 242: Chapter 194 Liu Ruoxi’s Initial Cry!
_2 Indeed, he rembered that in his previous life, his last conscious mont was inside the ga “Divine Emperor”.
In the Cloud Realm, the Seven Emperors contended fiercely.
All alone with just a sword, he fought against nurous heroes, but in the final monts, his body suddenly felt an electric shock, and he lost all consciousness.
When he awoke, he found himself in a different body.
Everything around him was no longer the world he knew.
So, was he now in a ga or actually in a ti 13,000 years ago?
Feeling dizzy again, Zong Shou simply let go of everything and stopped thinking.
With nothing to do in the carriage, Zong Shou took out a Green Steel Sword about three feet long and began practicing his swordsmanship in the reasonably spacious carriage.
His footwork shifted back and forth, complenting his movents so that the sword light dazzled within the confined space of the carriage.
As in his previous life, every sword form and step was precise to the extre, almost perfect.
However, after practicing this basic swordsmanship for just half a mont, Zong Shou was already gasping for air, his whole body drenched in cold sweat.
And the sword light wavered slightly.
It was only his inherent belief of never admitting defeat that kept him from collapsing.
Not until he had completely exhausted the remaining strength in his body did Zong Shou stop the flashing sword light, gasping for breath as he sat on the couch.
When his intense focus finally dispersed, he could suddenly feel pain throughout his muscles and organs as if they were being seared by flas.
This action was not rely out of boredom, but due to a pure sense of unease.
The world and his situation evoked in him a sense of impending crisis, prompting him to desperately seek so strength, at least enough for self-preservation.
In his previous life, for that ga, he had studied and researched all the Martial Artist’s basics up to the master’s realm.
In the whole Cloud Realm, barely a thousand people had achieved this feat.
He knew the essence and variations of sword techniques.
What he needed to do now was to make this body morize them completely, turning them into his instinct.
But this body was just too weak.
Even a normal level of exercise exhausted him in the ti it took to drink a cup of tea, his physical strength was not even half that of an ordinary person.
And even more frustrating was the fact that he was utterly unable to cultivate the Basic Internal Skill.
It wasn’t that Zong Shou’s body was really weak.
In fact, in terms of strength, flexibility, and agility, he could surpass an ordinary person.
Even his root bone and Five Elents Spirit Root might be considered genius-level.
It was just that his physical stamina was unusually weak.
However, after exploring for seven days, Zong Shou already had so clues.
It must be due to the bloodline he possessed, being a Half-demon, a mix of Human Fox, that gave him such a handso face.
It also resulted in such a weak constitution.
And if not mistaken, both his paternal and maternal lines should be very distinguished.
“This Human Clan bloodline, I am still not clear about its traits.
But this demon clan bloodline is clearly that of a Seven-tailed Heavenly Fox.
In the entire Cloud Realm, those possessing this bloodline are probably less than a hundred!
If one side could just overpower the other, it would be fine, but they are evenly matched.
In this Cloud Realm, in almost any era, almost everyone practices Martial Arts, even an unremarkable commoner often possesses considerable Martial Arts skills.
With a body like mine, devoid of any Inner Strength and powerless to even truss a chicken, it is indeed rare—”
Lying on the soft couch, thoughts that Zong Shou had forcefully suppressed in his mind ca flooding back.
In his thoughts, he almost subconsciously recalled the mysterious and arcane Demon Language from deep within his mory.
His mory of this Indeterminate Spirit Emperor Technique was also paired with a set of Indeterminate Killing Fist and a Fish and Dragon Cloud Transformation, all of which could be considered top-level Martial Arts Techniques.
And the words “Indeterminate Spirit Emperor” felt vaguely familiar to Zong Shou, yet he couldn’t recall their origin.
“Top-level Absolute Skills even paired with a set of Fist Technique and a movent technique.
Possessing two High Order bloodlines, this identity is definitely not that of an ordinary person, and is likely so noble descendant of the Cloud Realm.
Could it be that Zong Shou is a noble son?
From the Zong family?
Born into that now extinct Heavenly Fox Clan?
This na also feels sowhat familiar.
And those two servants—”
Recalling the two people he had spent the past seven days with, who had temporarily left him, Zong Shou couldn’t help feeling a wave of dizziness.
Considering their extraordinary status, the height of ‘his’ own identity might far exceed his imagination.
Thinking again about how the world in the ga had beco reality and how he was now physically there, Zong Shou found it all the more incredible.
As he was feeling headache, suddenly a shrill whistle ca from outside the carriage.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and turned to look out the window.
He saw a woman dressed in a colorful skirt, flying towards him.
Although she was on foot, her speed surpassed even that of the sixteen oxen pulling the carriage.
In her delicate hands, she was also carrying a massive beast carcass!
Upon seeing Zong Shou looking out, the woman imdiately raised her head and sweetly smiled.
Beautiful and delicate features frad her face like a painting, and at the sides of her ears, there were two exceedingly cute white cat ears.
It was Su Chuxue, one of the two servants he first saw when he woke up in this world.
Following her was a huge man.
He was the coachman of the carriage, nad Yiin Yang, standing nine feet tall with muscles bulging like they were forged from steel.
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