With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 919 - 635: Luxury, Enlightenment, and Madness! (6k)

She raised her head and sneaked a glance.

At this mont, ng Chuan’s state of enlightennt deeply imprinted in her heart.

Yang Yuelian couldn’t help but show a trace of bitterness.

Compared to the other’s comprehension, her own "war heart clarity" seed like a joke.

It’s like... others chew the food before feeding it to her, always leaving her the leftovers.

Fortunately, Yang Yuelian had a good mindset.

She had already made up her mind that she would have ng Chuan assist her more with her practice in the future...

She was considered a national talent, akin to an "insider."

She knew more about ng Chuan’s martial arts talent than even her grandfather Yang Zhaoxing.

After the Taihang battle, ng Chuan hadn’t even stepped out of Yong’an.

Yet sohow, sothing happened, and in the eyes of Great Chu, his potential increased another level.

Originally, he could have been a Great Saint seed.

As for now...

Lu Zhenshou personally said:

"His sharpened brows conceal a keen edge, unique thods, outstanding roots, unparalleled comprehension!

In the future, he could support the heavens, remarkably similar to Zhao Sheng!"

As long as he continues to "absorb" accurately, in the future when he reaches Breaking Eight and becos a god, we can dwell beneath and reach Breaking Seven to beco a saint.

That wouldn’t be bad either...

Moreover, after these few days together, Yang Yuelian also found Inheritor ng strangely good...

There’s a unique aura about him that deeply attracts her.

Crack!

A sharp sound woke both grandfather and granddaughter from their different imaginations, and they simultaneously looked toward the sound from ng Chuan.

ng Chuan rubbed the red mark on his forehead, forcibly pulling himself out of the state of enlightennt.

Martial Arts, Martial, Dao.

These three sotis transform into parallel lines that never intersect, and sotis they crisscross, intertwining into a single strand that cannot be untangled.

He really couldn’t tell them apart.

Thinking further, ng Chuan faintly saw an inner demon beckoning to him.

"Little brother, we et again..."

Thus he forcibly interrupted, not wanting to get stuck in a rigid mindset.

There was a long road ahead, ti to slowly comprehend.

Seeing ng Chuan return to his senses, Yang Zhaoxing called for a servant to clear the snacks and fruits from the table.

Once the table was empty, Yang Zhaoxing clapped the small silver yuanbao pendant at his waist.

He grasped in his hand a pitch-black great halberd, filled with dark blue lightning patterns, its long blade protruded beyond the courtyard, the handle held horizontally in Yang Zhaoxing’s grip.

This great halberd stretched a full ten ters or so.

The single-edged crescent blade on the right of the halberd head radiated a fierce cold light, causing ng Chuan to squint his eyes.

"What a fierce weapon..."

Yang Zhaoxing explained:

"This is the core of the re-forged Fourth Grade Divine Weapon great halberd, the Third Grade True Martial ’Ying Zhao.’

This great halberd is full of spirit, not inferior to your fist blade, almost perfect among Third Grades.

Its chanism contains the True Spirit of the Great Demon Ying Zhao, with its single-side crescent blade and halberd head forged from its two pairs of talons, and the spear shaft crafted from thunder teor iron, coated with top-tier non-slip oil varnish worth a fortune. It is one of my fine works from my youthful days. Give it a try first."

Wisps of lightning leapt into the void from the halberd’s body, exploding in resistance to anyone trying to touch it, full of pride.

ng Chuan stared at the great halberd, his eyes filled with thunderous mist.

As he continued to gaze, the void began to fill with thunder clashing and striking.

Golden thunder surpassed the blue.

The rebellious Ying Zhao was firmly suppressed by the heart thunder, leaving it utterly silent.

Buzz——

At the mont ng Chuan grabbed it, the dark blue lightning patterns on the Ying Zhao’s barrel instantly lit up, the accumulated thunder rushing toward ng Chuan’s large hand in an attempt to make the coveting human suffer a bit.

However, it overthought it.

The mont ng Chuan received the transmitted thunder, he only felt a slight numbness and itchiness in his right arm, instinctively tightening his grip on the halberd shaft——

Crackle, crackle...

An indescribable force gripped tightly.

The lightning patterns dimd, Ying Zhao beca compliant.

ng Chuan slightly loosened his five fingers, holding Ying Zhao with one hand, stepped out of the small pavilion.

Ying Zhao was very long, and ng Chuan thought for a mont, his body slightly expanding to about five ters tall.

He swung his right arm, performing a flourish on both sides of his body, the wind generated sounding deep, like the rumble of thunder before a sumr rain.

Very heavy.

Extrely heavy.

ng Chuan estimated it was approximately five tons, over ten tis that of Tiger Soul.

The Qi Blood strength of an ordinary Martial Arts Master could lift it, but wanting to wield it freely for prolonged combat would be difficult.

Assuming a one-kilogram thin sword, to have it accelerate at the tip for an explosive effective strike requires at least an instantaneous arm output of 5 to 8 kilograms.

The ten-ter-long Ying Zhao, with a longer resistance arm and an added heavy head and single-edged crescent blade, was much harder to handle than a regular spear.

To stab with the halberd head or slash with the crescent blade requires instantaneous force reaching dozens of tons.

Otherwise, the attack would appear sluggish, like in slow motion, easy for others to dodge.

Long-term combat demands even more.

It’s not just sustained arm and shoulder power but also testing heart-lung function and core stability, even full-body support; otherwise, after a few swings, one would be too sore and exhausted to hold on.

This is the great halberd, fierce indeed, but truly difficult to use.

ng Chuan at this mont concluded that although Ying Zhao was only Third Grade, only a Grandmaster post-Gang Transformation could wield it with ease.

Or soone like Master Dong during the Three Limits, a horizontal practice expert could fully control it.

Otherwise, such a powerful top-tier Third Grade True Martial, why would it gather dust in the Yang Family armory?

Behind him, Yang Zhaoxing was slightly shocked upon seeing him twirl the halberd.

She rembered again how ng Chuan had smashed spear and law aspect together with one punch earlier...

Although the halberd flourish was shocking enough, both Yang Zhaoxing and Yang Yuelian found it sowhat dull...

"Dear Nephew, first try if it’s heavy, so I can adjust the weight during the re-forging later, don’t worry about Old Master’s garden, feel free to perform."