High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 262 - 224: Dugu Qiubai, the Realm of Blades and Swor

"Huh, is there a newcor in Tier Two like that?" Cao Yun, leading Tier One, made a light sound of surprise, looking at Wu Song.

Wu Song was expressionless at this mont, said nothing, and stared intently at the closed door of the Sword Technique Cultivation Room, thinking about giving Jiang Mu an unforgettable lesson when he ca out.

Causing trouble cos with a price!

Noticing this from the corner of his eye, Cao Yun couldn’t help but let a smile touch the corner of his mouth, it seems Wu Song also knows Tier Two is going to lose.

"Was that person from Tier Two just now?"

"Should be, he’s probably the last one."

"I wonder if Tier Two could produce soone surpassing 50% in the Perfection Realm."

"You’re thinking too much, it would be good enough to have one more newcor in the Perfection Realm of the sword technique, surpassing 50%? Do you think it’s cabbages?"

After entering the Weapon Cultivation Room, Su Mu found it was a room with a size of 100 ters squared, empty and without any equipnt for cultivation.

But if you look closely, you could find that aside from the floor, all four walls and the ceiling had countless tiny holes, densely packed, resembling a beehive.

Looking at these small holes, Su Mu had so guesses about the principles behind the Weapon Cultivation Room.

As Su Mu stepped forward, a red area appeared in the center of the cultivation room.

"Cold weapons, the first phase of saber training is about to begin, please step into the red area when ready."

"You will have one chance to retry after failing."

A slightly cold female voice sounded in the room, Su Mu initially intended to use a hand saber, but upon brief consideration, he took out the Cold Moon Saber instead.

Since it’s saber cultivation, it’s better to use a saber.

With the Cold Moon Saber in hand, Su Mu’s aura imdiately transford.

From calmness to domineering sharpness, filled with confident exhilaration.

"Bring it on."

Su Mu stepped into the central red area.

"Phase One is about to begin."

"3..."

"2..."

"1..."

Beep -----

With the sound of a prompt, a blue light shone on one wall of the room.

Next second, whoosh whoosh whoosh, the sound of rapid air ripping echoed, as thumb-sized tallic balls shot out swiftly like bullets from the beehive-like holes.

"Just as I thought."

Su Mu’s eyes narrowed, the Cold Moon Saber in his hand instantly unsheathed, shining with an icy brilliance.

In an instant, Blade Qi filled the cultivation room, the fierce and solid Blade Qi instantly cut open the tallic balls before they could near the saber edge, sending them tumbling to the ground.

Inside the cultivation room, it started raining silver tallic balls...

Just as Su Mu felt a bit intrigued.

Beep -----

The prompt sounded again quickly, the blue light on the wall vanished in an instant.

"Training ended, final result: Phase One, completion rate 9%..."

"The second training session is about to begin, please prepare."

Hmm?!

Su Mu froze on the spot, sowhat stunned, it was over just like that, he halted at Phase One, even his completion rate was less than 9%?

Could it be that the seventy percent Sword Montum he just broke through was fake?

For a mont, Su Mu was a bit dazed, unsure of where the problem lay.

Ever since he comprehended Sword Montum, not to ntion other aspects, at least in the path of Sword Dao, Su Mu was confident, and it was by relying on his saber that he survived the Alien Race Battlefield and made it to today.

Yet today, he, Su Mu, actually failed like this?

Su Mu scanned around, quickly spotting a notice at the entrance of the cultivation room, and after approaching it, he suddenly understood.

"Cold Weapon Cultivation Room prohibits using any force other than weapons and physical body, including Sword Montum, Qi and Blood..."

"I see, it’s likely that the Blade Qi was detected by the cultivation room as a force akin to Sword Montum."

Imdiately, Su Mu understood the aning of the Cold Weapon Cultivation Room, his gaze falling on the shattered balls on the ground.

Indeed, if all forces could be used, he could’ve unleashed Grandmaster Secret Techniques, sweeping a wide area directly, which obviously would lose the purpose of cold weapon cultivation.

"The pursuit in the Cold Weapon Cultivation Room is pure cold weapon skill, not tainted by any external powers!"

Su Mu’s eyes lit up, having grasped the key point, he took a deep breath and stepped back into the red area.

"Continue."

...

Just after Su Mu’s first failure, the yellow light on the door of the Weapon Cultivation Room began flashing, which was an indication that the first chance had been used, also a reminder for those waiting outside.

For a mont, silence fell outside the cultivation room, everyone was montarily dazed.

"He used up the first chance so quickly?"

"How long has this guy been in there? Not even half a minute, right?"

"Not even half a minute, more like less than ten seconds, wasn’t it?"

"Hahaha, hilarious, this guy is really sothing, is he here to ss things up?"

After a brief silence, the field was filled with laughter and chatter, Wu Song listened to the crowd’s discussion, his eyes nearly blazing with fire, his fists clenched, gritting his teeth.

"Little brat, you’re dead at!"

Even at this mont, Cao Yun from Tier One couldn’t help but furrow his brow tightly, in his view, Jiang Mu was completely careless, not taking this small competition seriously.

...

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-----

The wall directly opposite lit up with a blue glow, and a large number of tal spheres were launched instantaneously.

This ti, Su Mu appeared calm, suppressing all the power within his body.

Clang!

Cold Moon was unsheathed.

The saber in his hand moved with him, its light flickering as it sliced through the tal spheres being fired, Cold Moon danced continuously in the air, flowing smoothly without the slightest pause.

As he kept striking, Su Mu’s muscles quickly engaged, his graceful and solid muscle lines flowed like water, and the Cold Moon, forged from teorite iron weighing a thousand pounds, moved with the ease of a finger under Su Mu’s terrifying strength.

Slicing effortlessly, one slash after another was continuously executed.

This ti, the tal spheres fared even worse, for under Su Mu’s overwhelming and pure strength, even without any external force, the tal spheres shot forth were pulverized before they even touched the Cold Moon saber.

They were directly crushed by an imasurable force and shattered into piles of tal powder, scattered in the air currents created by his strikes.

Beep------

Su Mu was startled, did he fail again?

But this ti, it was not a failure notice.

"Congratulations on perfectly completing the first stage, with a completion rate of 100%. After perfectly completing the first stage, you can choose to continue with the second stage of training, or start the third stage directly."

Perfect completion!

Stage progression!

Su Mu opted not to skip stages; he was intrigued now and imdiately chose to begin the second stage.

"The second stage of weapon cultivation training is about to begin. After getting ready, please step into the red area."

"Begin."

With the countdown finished, after a beep.

The front and left walls illuminated with a blue light.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

This ti, it wasn’t just one wall, but two walls simultaneously launched a large number of tal spheres.

In a breath.

The blue light from the left wall dimd instantly, and then the wall on the ceiling lit up.

"Interesting!"

The second stage not only added another wall but also introduced randomness, increasing the difficulty by several fold, this was an exponential enhancent.

"The speed of the tal spheres has increased sowhat."

But even at this speed, the tal spheres seed far too slow in Su Mu’s eyes. With eyes that could perceive the flow of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi after drinking Flood Dragon Blood, capturing the trajectory of these tal spheres was trivial.

With just a glance, Su Mu’s eyes locked onto all the tal spheres instantaneously, with no need for further thought, the Cold Moon saber in his hand had already executed dozens of slashes within a second.

At this mont, a trace of reminiscence flickered in Su Mu’s eyes, he seed to recall practicing the Surging Waves Saber Technique tirelessly, executing tens of thousands of slashes daily, persisting through the pain in his arms, refusing to give up even when they could barely lift.

Coming back to his senses.

The second stage had already ended.

"Congratulations on perfectly completing the second stage, with a completion rate of 100%. After perfectly completing the first stage, you can choose to continue with the third stage of training, or start the fourth stage directly."

Again a 100% completion rate, the second stage too was perfectly completed.

"Hoping the third stage... can go a bit quicker!"

Su Mu didn’t pause, as this level of training wasn’t even a warm-up for his robust flesh.

With the start of the third stage, this ti three walls lit up simultaneously.

"Just as expected..."

As soon as he spoke, Su Mu let out a slight exclamation, because this ti it was completely different from what he anticipated regarding the speed increase of the tal spheres.

Because the third batch being launched were no longer tal spheres, but lightweight, seemingly wood-structured balls.

"Wooden spheres?"

"Their speed doesn’t seem to have increased... instead, it has slowed down?"

After slashing one, Su Mu’s eyes brightened, and the confusion in his heart dissipated instantly. With the third stage switching to lightweight wooden spheres, the difficulty appeared reduced, but it actually surged imnsely.

Because, the faster a weapon swings, the stronger the airflow it generates, and this airflow would affect the trajectory of these lightweight wooden spheres.

In simple terms, the faster the slash, the more the sphere would be blown away, making its trajectory even more elusive, without any discernible pattern.

If even a single sphere wasn’t struck and fell to the ground, the training would be considered a failure!

In an instant, Su Mu couldn’t help but rember an unrivaled master of the sword from a martial arts novel of a past life.

He thought of Dugu Qiubai and his Sword Dao realm!

"Sharp sword, fierce and potent, invincible and unbreakable, confronting the He Shuo champions before age twenty."

"Soft sword, used before age thirty, accidentally harming a righteous man, bringing misfortune, deeply regretful, and thus discarded into a deep valley."

"Heavy sword, the Profound Iron Heavy Sword, a sword without a sharp edge, great skill seems clumsy, wielded unchecked before age forty."

"Wooden sword, decayed wooden sword, after age forty, unfettered by objects, grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can all beco a sword."

...

"The sword and saber originate from the sa source, though the great Dao differs, the end goal is the sa; the first stage and the second stage are both the realm of the sharp sword, pursuing solely fierceness and potency."

"The third stage has transcended the realm of the sharp sword, beginning to touch... the realm between the soft sword and the heavy sword!"

"This stage requires the combination of Yin and Yang."

Su Mu’s eyes sparkled, he had already grasped seventy percent of the sword montum, possessing extrely high attainnts in Sword Dao, and at this mont, insight flooded his mind, bringing a deeper understanding of pure sword technique.