Chapter 472: Chapter 234: Tempering Skills! The Path to Breaking Through Level 10! (Part 2)

In the early stages of skill level growth, his store of foundational knowledge for that type of combat technique was very sparse, so by constantly foreseeing and prejudging, he could enhance his knowledge store, thereby improving his skill level under insightful conditions.

Raising the skill level of the opponent’s weapon type specialty, while gaining the corresponding handling method, he also incidentally increased his own weapon technique specialty level.

This is the principle behind his rapid increase in specialty level during combat.

When the specialty level is relatively low, this combat style is undoubtedly the most cost-effective, allowing rapid enhancement of multiple specialty skill levels in a short period, increasing his own strength at the fastest speed.

However...

When Ye Mingqiu’s specialty level reached Level 9, its growth stopped, and skill experience increased only negligibly, with no noticeable change.

Once, Ye Mingqiu believed this was due to the enormous increase in the length of the specialty experience bar, but if viewed from the perspective of the Old Beast Monarch, perhaps the truth is not so.

Coincidentally, Tang Ruobing, who was observing the battle from the side, appropriately spoke up, saying, "He’s right; advancing from Specialty Level 9 to Level 10 isn’t simply a matter of accumulation, but requires significant enlightenment, something uniquely yours."

"Something uniquely yours?"

Ye Mingqiu paused his combat movements, looking at his palm and Blood Spear, involuntarily recalling scenes of battling numerous powerhouses, Day God’s Great Sword, Hephaestus’ flames, the Celestial Martial Saint Monarch’s fists....

These are the peaks of techniques, he had personally sensed the techniques these people used and experienced the power those techniques could bring.

Not only that, but he had also battled technique powerhouses with a Skill Level of 10 before; the taste of their techniques was noticeably lesser than these powerhouses, yet they possessed Level 10 specialty skills.

Perhaps...

The qualitative leap from Level 9 to Level 10 isn’t to extrapolate the battle to its limit, but to venture out on a unique path that belongs solely to you.

Only then will the Spirit Realm allow Spiritualists to continue forth on their paths, thereby truly becoming technique powerhouses; if one cannot find their own path, then there is no Talent for techniques.

"I understand now, thank you for your teaching."

Ye Mingqiu politely bowed and said.

Afterward, he ceased to be fixated on battle but instead sat cross-legged with the Blood Spear in the training ground, quietly engaging in the Soldier Zen training bestowed by Tang Ruobing.

This is the most basic form of training, but basic doesn’t mean the ceiling cannot be raised; on the contrary, the more you look upward from a foundational place, the easier it becomes to see yourself, to see your essence.

My path...

My future direction...

Is...

"I understand!"

Ye Mingqiu opened his eyes in an instant, his gaze flashing with a confidence that at this moment, he clearly discerned his own path.

Seeing the path isn’t difficult; he simply lacked the initiative to find the opportunity.

"Oh? It seems you’ve found the answer."

The Old Beast Monarch, sitting cross-legged and resting over on the side, slowly stood up with a smile. He picked up his Great Sword and looked at Ye Mingqiu, saying, "Since you’ve found your path, let me witness where your path truly lies."

"Alright."

Ye Mingqiu raised his Blood Spear, assuming a battle stance. Within the view of his Innate Perception, potential attack routes of the Old Beast Monarch unfurled, thousands of different paths unfolded in his mind.

But now, he gave no attention, just quietly emptied his mind, his thoughts entering a state that seemed both stalled and yet possessed of infinite velocity; he felt his mental time seemed to slow a thousand-fold, but his physical time hadn’t changed in the slightest.

A very strange feeling!

Abandon thought!

Don’t think!

Don’t think of anything!

Observe, feel, make a move — fulfill these three tasks well, and nothing else matters; I don’t need to overthink.

Thinking is a waste of brain capacity!

This is... the Realm of Purity!

"Clang!"

The crisp sound of weapon collision echoed within the training room, sonic waves constantly reverberated inside. The Great Sword and Blood Spear clashed and contended, and the battle with Ye Mingqiu saw the Old Beast Monarch’s expression gradually change, even began to sweat on his brow.

Ye Mingqiu kept his eyes open, seemingly staring at him, but mysteriously, those eyes weren’t focused on him; he couldn’t discern where exactly those eyes were focused.

What’s the matter with this guy!?

The Old Beast Monarch was dripping with sweat; he’d encountered many strong practitioners of technique and many tip-top technique practitioners with Level 10 specialty, but one as eerily behaving as Ye Mingqiu, he truly hadn’t met.

Soon after, Ye Mingqiu’s eyes altered again, their hue no longer pitch-black nor the battle rage red, but purely colorless.

No spirit, no light, his eyes contained nothing but sight. It seemed these eyes no longer possessed any special functions and concepts.

Something’s wrong!

Extremely wrong!

The Old Beast Monarch’s heart accelerated to its limit, a sensation of imminent death descended upon him in an instant, and he promptly wielded his infinitely perfected Great Sword.

Heavy momentum, light power, fast speed — the Great Sword roared like thunder, its speed reached the extreme, almost falling in an instant.

"Bang!!"

The Blood Spear horizontally shielded, Ye Mingqiu’s silhouette astonishingly charged forward, tilting his Blood Spear to dissipate the force of the strike, more unsettling, he did not use a strength superior to the Old Beast Monarch’s, just advanced unconsciously.