Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior-Chapter 230 - 161: Three-Stage Shock-Release Technique, Special Cultivator! (3)

Su Mu spent fifteen days on the inscription for the first section of the spear shaft, but this time he only needed seven days, less than half the time of last time, more than doubling his efficiency!

After the Beginning of Autumn, Qingyun City was shrouded in endless autumn rain. That night, a figure sat quietly outside the study of the medical hall, raising his eyes to gaze at the endless churning clouds on the horizon, where silver snakes danced wildly amid the thunderstorm, his thoughts deep.

In the boy’s eyes, there were black little figures only he himself could see. These silhouettes were constantly performing the first and second forms of the Thunder Shock Fist.

Crackle!

A silver streak tore through the night sky, like a Thunder Spear shocking the heavens.

At this moment, the boy shuddered all over, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he caught a trace of spiritual light. Instantly, the black little figures in his sight began to infer and deduce this spark.

At that moment, his remarkable comprehension of 97 points came into play.

Su Mu slowly closed his eyes, extended his five fingers, clenched them into a fist and struck out. Between his grasp, a Thunder Spear condensed—countless times smaller than the celestial bolts—piercing upward.

Thunder Shock Fist, this technique that had stagnated for many days, was a self-created fist method formed by merging the Perfection Gale Fist and Perfection Rock Shattering Fist. When Su Mu had watched the thunderstorm for several nights and created its third form, the bottleneck leading to Great Success was shattered with a roar.

Moreover, after ascending from Small Success to the Great Success Realm, his proficiency continued to surge unstoppably, accumulated strength now erupting!

Thunder Shock Fist (Great Success 29%)

Comprehension: 100 (Dragon-and-Phoenix Level)

The proficiency of Thunder Shock Fist kept skyrocketing until it reached twenty-nine percent of Great Success before finally pausing.

Henceforth, the Thunder Shocking Force of Thunder Shock Fist was born, raising the power within Su Mu’s body to eighteen streams.

At this moment, Su Mu faintly touched upon a new bottleneck, but it flickered and vanished, not yet strong. Su Mu understood this layer was likely the fifth Refining Force.

At the same time, Su Mu’s comprehension increased by three points here and he officially broke through the barrier of one hundred!

"I’ll call this form the Thunder Shock Spear."

The first form of Thunder Shock Fist is Thunder Shocking the Sky, the second is Thunder Jiao Drill, the third is Thunder Shock Spear.

Each form has its own strengths and weaknesses. In terms of sheer destructive power, the second form, Thunder Jiao Drill, is strongest; it gathers to a single point, its explosive power unmatched, but its effective range is the shortest.

As for attack range, the newly created Thunder Shock Spear reaches the farthest—Su Mu estimated it could strike over three zhang away, with lethal power on par with the first form.

The first form, Thunder Shocking the Sky, consumes the least power and is easier to unleash consecutively, while still packing solid force.

But regardless of the form, the might of Thunder Shock Fist stands at the very pinnacle among Seventh-Grade Martial Arts.

At this time, Su Mu also gained enlightenment and a premonition: if he creates another one or two forms, he could soon ascend to the Realm of Perfection with these Martial Techniques self-created from the base of Perfect Martial Arts.

No need for years of arduous training. Being able to innovate new techniques inherently shows extraordinary mastery over this Martial Technique; there’s no need to start grinding anew. As long as he creates new moves, his proficiency will soar swiftly, allowing him to break through realms even faster. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The days passed, one after another, during this period.

The second hundred-path inscription was completed, followed by the third, then the fourth; as the fourth hundred-path inscription was accomplished, a month and a half quietly slipped by.

At this moment, on the forging platform, the three-section great spear and its spearhead were densely covered with inscriptions, now numbering six hundred in total; while the other long saber bore nearly two hundred inscriptions.

Fortunately, the Flame Fire Eagle Essence Blood provided by Hongmen Martial Arts Hall was of extremely high quality. Such an amount of inscriptions would have taken more than three jars of common Demon Beast Blood; this time, only one jar of demon blood was consumed.

"The two remaining jars of Flame Fire Eagle Essence Blood most likely aren’t enough to infuse both the great spear and long saber with spirit ... but now I can only proceed together anyway."

Doing both at the same time, there is bound to be something lacking.

Su Mu’s eyes flickered as he pondered, finally deciding not to separate the Spiritual Infusion; he had his own considerations.

...

Canglan East County.

The black-robed old man gazed upon the sprawling commandery city, his brows furrowed tightly. Now that he had returned once more to Canglan East County, it meant that he’d been wandering in circles all this time—someone had interfered with the bronze compass.

The old man took out a bronze compass, which shook for a moment before pointing toward Canglan East County.

"The Three Canglan Counties are just remote lands; it doesn’t matter if my strength is temporarily diminished. If necessary, I can reveal my identity—no one here dares strike at me. As long as I can bring that person back, the Young Master, even the Patriarch, will surely reward me with more essence blood and elixirs to help me recover, perhaps even allow me to break through..." The old man’s face was gloomy, his thoughts dark as he coldly snorted to himself.

The Three Canglan Counties lay off the beaten track, and even the strongest here were only Fifth Grade; the old man was confident he could deal with the loss of a little power.

Without delay, he drew both fingers like a blade across his palm, a force invisible to the eye slicing open his withered hand. Blood gushed out in streams.

He chanted under his breath; miraculously, the blood flared with flame, and as it burned, the streaming blood transformed into a few sizzling scarlet beads that dripped onto the bronze compass.

As the drops of blood landed, the old man’s aura shriveled, his power rapidly waning.

The compass, which had pointed to Canglan East County, now shook violently, then slowly tilted toward the south.

"Found you."