China.
By the Songhua River.
A girl dressed in a pure white uniform, with a blood-red rose adorning the chest of her top, was happily munching on a donut.
She had long pure black hair reaching her waist, with a small "flower bud" on top of her head. At first glance, she seed like an invincible young beauty.
But on closer inspection, one would notice that this girl’s aura was powerful, her jade-like skin exuding a faint divine glow, and her eyes shimring with a sharp brilliance that made people hesitant to approach easily.
This girl was none other than the National Guardian level ability user from the Grass Hut Academy, the "Martial God" Su Qiangwei!
The girl lifted a donut, holding it in front of her eyes, and gazed afar through its hole.
At the end of her sight, a young man wearing a black coat with silver edges and a high collar, wielding a deep red straight-blade Tang blade, was slowly repeating slashing movents.
Each slash seed to carry an indescribable charm.
Layers of deep red sword marks were imprinted in the space, as if they could cling to the void, harboring an elent of mystery that drew contemplation.
If soone specialized in blade techniques were present, they would be unable to avert their gaze at a glance.
Unfortunately, ever since the Lotus City Demon Mountain campaign, Su Qiangwei preferred using the Water Quality Thunder Spear in battle and had little research on swords, seldom employing them. Thus, even with the convenience of proximity, she couldn’t glean much useful insight from the boy’s blade rhythm.
"This talent is ridiculously strong..."
Su Qiangwei mumbled, releasing her inner Qi, crushing the donut into pieces and popping them into her mouth, chewing twice before swallowing them whole: "His cultivation speed is unmatched, and even his combat talent is so exaggerated—how is anyone else supposed to live!"
With the sa combat power of one hundred points, most people can only exert sixty percent.
Those with exceptional combat talent can exert up to eighty percent.
Those with talent, rich battle experience, and a profound understanding of themselves can approach one hundred percent.
Yet...
Soone like Ma Ran.
The "skills" he masters, comprehends, and creates can unleash one thousand percent combat power!
This was not so idle imagination of Su Qiangwei!
As the esteed "Martial God," was she one to exaggerate lightly?
Up until today, Su Qiangwei had comprehended over two hundred superpowers with "Myriad Transformations," so of which, when combined, appeared to be undeveloped small abilities that could form a comprehensive ability like "Real-Ti Combat Power Detection."
In Su Qiangwei’s view, Ma Ran’s creation of the "Sword Control Skill" may seem unremarkable, but its inherent substance was not inferior to the first four Chapters of the Seven Vortex Swordsmanship, even more approachable and easier to grasp.
While Ma Ran was practicing his blade, his montum wasn’t overwhelming, yet it was full of divine intricacies.
Deep red blade lights were etched in the air, condensed with such a dense montum field that it seed indelible.
Each blade mark seed to be a living entity.
Although their life aura was exceedingly faint, and they could only exist for a few minutes, they were pure and powerful.
"This is... the power of ’life’!"
Su Qiangwei squinted slightly, vaguely sensing a terrifying healing ability within those blade marks!
Ever since Ma Ran crossed the tribulation in mid-air over Ice City and broke through to the Seventeenth Rank of Inner Qi, his strength seed monstrous.
Like a god, like a demon!
Su Qiangwei even felt that, even if a cold corpse were placed in front of Ma Ran, and he slashed a blade mark into it, he could give that corpse new life!
Slashing a living person to death with one stroke, that’s easy.
But slashing a dead person back to life with one stroke...
That’s sothing normal people can’t do or even fathom.
Almost as if to prove Su Qiangwei’s theory, a flower carp, half of its body rotted, washed ashore.
"What a pity!" She looked at the flower carp and sighed.
The flower carp had tender at, fewer bones, more flesh, and its at was petal-shaped with a delicious taste, regarded as a treasure among fish.
Normally, dead aquatic creatures would quickly be eaten, digested, and absorbed by other creatures in the water.
This flower carp perhaps encountered so deadly toxin, causing other aquatic creatures to steer clear, which is why its body remained relatively intact.
"..."
Ma Ran frowned while looking at this half-decayed fish, sighed, and gently shook the hilt of his sword.
Swish!
A barely visible blade light entered the decayed fish carcass.
Where the bones had been visible a mont ago, fresh fish at rapidly regenerated, and the fallen fish scales regrew one by one.
The dead flower carp regained vitality and life.
It fluttered, flailing its body, leapt a few tis, and returned to the Songhua River, lively and swimming freely in the water as if it had never died.
Resurrection from death...
Truly magical!
Yet even so, Su Qiangwei knew very well—Ma Ran had kept so of his power hidden!
This was definitely not the full extent of a "Prophet’s" divine techniques!
When Ma Ran practiced his blade, he didn’t even use ten percent of his skill. His moves were effortless, yet he continually slashed through the void, a sight that made one’s scalp tingle.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In the distance, Ma Ran swung his straight-blade Tang blade.
Three layers of blood-red, moon-shaped blade marks overlapped in the wind, lingering, refusing to disperse.
Gravel, flying stones, leaves...
Any object that touched these residual blade marks would shatter, disintegrating into dust, and vanish in the wind within monts.
Su Qiangwei watched in dazed amazent.
She suddenly worried whether this guy in front of her might one day, like Sword Master Lin Qiubai, suddenly break through the spatial barriers, create an artificial wormhole, and traverse the cosmos with his physical body directly to other planets.
For a guy like Ma Ran, is Earth really suitable for him?
At this mont, Ma Ran seed to have completed his daily blade technique practice.
Su Qiangwei imdiately activated her "Domain Summoning" ability.
Swish!
In an instant, the boy was "pulled" right in front of her.
"What exactly is your realm now?"
The girl asked earnestly, "I’ve seen plenty of people getting slain with one strike."
"But to reanimate creatures that have been dead for who knows how long with a single slash, that’s a first."
Ma Ran chuckled, responding gently, "It’s just a minor understanding."
"That fish seed to co back to life."
"In reality, the newly revived fish and the one that died are not the sa fish anymore."
"It seems miraculous, but lacks much practical significance."
Hearing this, Su Qiangwei quickly munched on two donuts, then let out a breath of relief: "It’s a good thing you haven’t reached the stage of reversing Yin and Yang yet..."
"Hey? I kept aning to say sothing, almost forgot."
"Didn’t the ancients always say ’a shallow pool can’t raise a dragon’!"
"I keep feeling... your talent is beyond reason."
Su Qiangwei pointed to the small flower on her chest: "Normally, soone like is supposed to be the ceiling of talent for Earth humans."
"And you..."
"You’ve already surpassed the limits of Earth human talent!"
"Aren’t you about to ’ascend’ to other worlds soon?"
One of Su Qiangwei’s strengths is her straightforwardness.
Keeping things to herself, beating around the bush, wasting ti with fantasies, isn’t Su Qiangwei’s style.
Questions related to Ma Ran are always asked directly, never leaving the problem for the next day.
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