True Solution of the Sword Dao

Chapter 67: Chapter 63 Facing 1

Chapter 67 -63 Facing 1

D-rank also has its hierarchical divisions, with a vast difference between just entering D-rank and having a complete grasp of momentum usage. In effect, it is determined by the combat style that utilizes momentum: using momentum to assist oneself denotes entry-level, separating momentum for combat signifies intermediate level, and unifying with momentum represents the highest level. Lin Fei is currently at the beginner level.

If an F-rank could instantly kill an ordinary person, then a D-rank could instantly kill an F-rank. Such is the gap in strength.

After the Sword Dao True Solution was supplemented, due to the True Force, a continuous flow of warmth circulated endlessly within Lin Fei’s body, strengthening his physique rapidly at every moment. Supported by this True Force, Lin Fei’s defensive power witnessed a substantial improvement during combat. With an ample supply of True Force, he could maintain a defensive momentum around himself at all times, ensuring comprehensive and constant protection from danger. Moreover, the third image in the Visualization Qi Cultivation, which had not changed for a long time, now showed new signs of activity.

Sitting quietly by the airplane window, the countless white clouds outside whizzed by like smoke, while warm sunlight bathed Lin Fei’s knees, bringing waves of warmth. He slightly closed his eyes as he attempted to envision the outline of the third image. Generally, for the figures in the Visualization Qi Cultivation, one would start by visualizing the outline before meticulously visualizing the details.

However, there was another key issue: with the True Force Core, Lin Fei realized that the cool aura he previously thought was True Force was not actually True Force. The sensation of True Force filling his body felt more like warm currents rather than a cool breath. The sensations were completely opposite to Lin Fei. Another key difference was that True Force’s enhancement of the body was not as evident as the cooling aura’s. It nearly took twice the time to barely reach the level of the cooling aura.

At this moment, Lin Fei began his attempts to visualize the third image, not just because of the recent sudden loss of control over his emotions, but also because of the unexpected trance he had experienced in front of An Caiyuan, the vividness of the images that surfaced in his mind. Additionally, as the killing progressed, a sense of exhilaration mixed with a deep sense of contentment emerged from the depths of his heart.

Lin Fei could distinctly identify that the contentment originated from memories that had merged with his own, while the sense of thrill belonged to the real him. He had experienced such excitement during his first fight before joining the society.

“If it’s not True Force, what could that aura be?” True Force could assist in cultivating the Sword Dao True Solution and enhance physical fitness, but it only increased strength and agility, and was powerless in improving skin toughness or the brain’s responsiveness. In this regard, the cooling aura could greatly surpass it. It could not only enhance physical fitness but also help develop the brain, and was far more efficient than True Force.

“Let’s just call it pseudo-True Force for now,” Lin Fei named the cooling aura in his mind. “The last time, I obtained the fruit knife unintentionally. I hope to gain something this time around, especially since this power can even increase my bond with the Divine Beast Meng, granting me new abilities. I definitely cannot miss out on this.”

In his mind, the outline of the third image became increasingly clear, and as time passed, its clarity reached a threshold.

Suddenly, a sliver of information flowed out from the pattern.

‘This image is the beginning, handpicked for me to facilitate the cultivation of the Tracing Shadow Sword Art that complements the Sword Dao True Solution. After visualizing the images from three to fifteen completely, you will obtain the entire Tracing Shadow Sword Art contained within. The main focus is to enhance speed to its limits.’

The note at the end was also left by Zhang Yuan from the Jue Xian Sect.

What followed was a simple image: A gray aura instantly crossed a vast, expansive prairie, viewed from above. It was evident that the aura finally came to a sudden halt, revealing a tiny figure from a distance.

The fastest land animal, the cheetah, can reach speeds of over 30 meters per second, but can only maintain it for a few minutes before its heart would burst, leading to death.

But this person clearly far exceeded the speed of a cheetah. Such incredible explosive power and cardiac supply were needed. The physical condition had to be tens of times stronger than a human to barely make it possible.

Lin Fei severely lacked sword techniques beyond Sword Heart Chain, and creating new ones was not only inefficient but required long, continuous revisions and improvements, without guaranteeing top quality. Even the swordsmanship memories he had merged from Yan Shi were not helpful, let alone creating something himself.

Therefore, when he acquired the True Force Core and learned about the Tracing Shadow Sword Art, and discovered that Tracing Shadow Sword Art wasn’t limited to swordsmanship but was applicable to other weapons, he knew that this Sword Art was exactly what he needed at the moment.

So, even though the requirement was to completely visualize all fifteen images from the First Realm, The First Layer, Lin Fei couldn’t wait to start attempting it.

As for the strange man he heard over the phone, he’d ultimately encounter him upon reaching Ping City. It would be an excellent opportunity to test his current strength.

In the mission, the anticipated large-scale army confrontation never appeared; instead, it was small squads like our own that we faced. Aside from a few handguns and melee weapons, no more formidable weaponry showed up.

“If all previous combat had been like this, then this so-called national public mission would undoubtedly have been a pattern for countries to jointly select talents. In such a model, neither side would have allowed the participation of powerful firearms on the battlefield. However, now we live in an era of firearms, and to start by focusing on training individual soldier’s strength from the very beginning means that personal strength plays a very important role in the eyes of those at the top,” Lin Fei withdrew his attention from visualization, turned his face towards the window, the droning sound of the airplane flying reverberated in his ears.

Compared to when they had set out, this military plane’s passenger count had dwindled to just a handful.

Lin Fei sat alone on one side, with no one around him. The previously cross-dressing individual now lay exhausted across the seat. And the middle-aged man who always acted like a good Samaritan was no longer to be seen; only the fragile-looking girl in a black dress sat next to the cross-dresser, her eyes slightly red and swollen, obviously having cried for a long time.

Lin Fei knew that the middle-aged man was certainly no longer alive.

Besides, the fierce woman who was cursing on the plane, as well as the chest-haired brute who was the first to speak insultingly, were all gone. On the entire plane, apart from Lin Fei, there were only four others.

The cross-dresser and the black-dressed girl, Xu Shiyuan, along with two others—one man and one woman from a group of family-trained fighters, who stood alone earlier—were the remaining survivors. The man, who was the leader among the males, had lost his left arm at the shoulder and his face was densely covered in scars. The woman had turned pale, her clothes in disarray, with the hem of her upper garment forcibly torn off a large section, now bandaged around the right arm of the big man. It also exposed her fair midriff.

As Lin Fei surveyed these people, the remaining survivors on the plane instantly tensed up, their bodies stiffening. They lowered their heads slightly, not daring to make eye contact with Lin Fei.

This was the aftermath of Lin Fei’s earlier silent action of killing more than a dozen people, including the person in charge, at the airport. Over ten companions, who were not much weaker than them, were killed by Lin Fei in less than ten seconds, leaving behind only a sole pilot alive. As a result, everyone harbored a deep fear and caution towards Lin Fei.

Lin Fei allowed himself a slight smile.

“We have all fought side by side. How about we introduce ourselves to each other?” His voice wasn’t loud, but it was very clear.

There was silence throughout the airplane cabin.

Lin Fei’s gaze fell on the big man and the ponytailed woman sitting aside.

The two of them shrank back slightly, but it was the man who stood up first and walked over.

“Little brother, don’t take it personally, earlier on I may have gone a bit too far, and we were all somewhat afraid of you,” the big man said with a forced laugh.

“I had no choice; those few in charge sent me a wrong message, saying that the plane was going to be delayed. But when I casually asked a few other team members, none had received such a message, isn’t that clearly setting me up? In a fit of anger, I went back to confront them, not expecting them to try and kill me right away, so I was forced to counterattack,” Lin Fei explained with a look of helplessness. “I’m still quite uneasy right now, killing those in charge by mistake is going to come with consequences.”

“That’s what happened.” The big man obviously breathed a sigh of relief, “Can’t blame you then, they pushed you too far.”

“Exactly, who in their right mind would go and senselessly kill the people in charge for trouble? Wouldn’t that just be crazy?” Lin Fei said, his face the picture of innocence. As a high school student in his teens, such an expression was quite convincing.

“I knew it, Brother Lin Mu would never be that kind of person,” Xu Shiyuan whispered from several rows back.

With Lin Fei’s explanation, the atmosphere in the cabin immediately lightened. The big man beckoned the woman over, Xu Shiyuan also woke up the cross-dresser, and the group sat together. They were ‘comrades-in-arms’ left from the battle and naturally felt closer than the ones who came before, with one layer of separation now missing between them.