235: Chapter 192 Blood Vengeance Envoy Arrives_5 235: Chapter 192 Blood Vengeance Envoy Arrives_5 Zong Shou narrowed his eyes, sharp as an eagle’s, and clearly saw the flying knife he had whittled from Iron Wood veer slightly to the left.
Since the day he stopped to rest and recuperate, three more days had passed without pause.
Yiin Yang and Chuxue would still occasionally leave the carriage radiating an aura of bloodlust.
Meanwhile, Zong Shou continued to spend his time doing nothing inside the carriage.
Besides practicing swordsmanship and movement techniques daily, and using the Guiding Skill to gather Spiritual Energy from all directions to strengthen his physique, he had added another task—practicing with flying knives made of Black Iron Wood.
Whenever his body felt fatigued, Zong Shou would stand by the window and target any nearby object, shooting out the flying knife.
In his previous life, Zong Shou was famous for his swordsmanship, ascending into the Cloud Realm’s Seven Emperors within the Divine Emperor game, placing him among the top players even among the tens of millions of worlds.
However, the skill that truly made him feared by many was a hidden weapon technique involving the flying knife, which also dominated his peers.
The Six God Sword Technique, which he learned in “Divine Emperor,” never missed when unleashed, powerful enough to slay immortals!
Even during the battles among the Seven Emperors, he had never erred, and even the one known as the Shadowless Extreme Emperor, who was unparalleled in Escape Technique and shared fame with him, also fell to his Six God Sword Technique.
What’s unique about this virtual game is that many of the learnable Martial Arts skills and secret techniques are recorded with detailed practice methods that originate from ancient traditions.
These can also be practiced in reality.
The Six God Sword Technique was one of the game’s top Secret Martial arts.
Although at that moment Zong Shou had not yet opened his Wheel Meridian, he could still practice some of the secret tips within the technique, making his Flying Knife Skill no less inferior to true Martial Artists, and in some aspect, even surpassing them!
With a sudden flick of his right hand, another black flying knife made of Iron Wood appeared in Zong Shou’s hand.
As his fingers moved, it flipped up and down between them, creating a dazzling series of knife shadows and radiance.
Zong Shou himself slightly closed his eyes, beginning to introspectively examine his own body.
Without cultivating Inner Breath, it was virtually impossible to genuinely inspect the condition of the body’s Wheel Meridians.
But his experience as a peak Martial Artist from his past life enabled him to distinctly feel every muscle in his arm, their strength and flexibility, and even the stretching of his tendons and the twisting of his joints became clear in his mind.
Within moments, Zong Shou had an epiphany.
In three days, his skill with the flying knife had gone from clumsy to proficient, and by now he could almost hit a moving target with every throw.
Such a feat was impossible for anyone else.
Even those with great Martial Arts talent and astonishing genius found it difficult to manage.
It was only him, relying on precision control that bordered on the edge of perfection and continuous self-reflection and adjustment, who could step by step reach this realm.
Yet, Zong Shou still wasn’t satisfied with the knife throw he had just made.
In the art of hidden weapons, a miss by a hair’s breadth can lead to a thousand miles of error.
And in martial combat, life and death often hang by a thread, allowing no room for even a slight mistake!
Even a deviation of half a millimeter was intolerable in his eyes.
The carriage continued to rush through the wilderness.
Suddenly, a Fire Feather Rabbit running in its path leaped into Zong Shou’s field of vision.
Zong Shou’s pupils dilated, and the wooden flying knife tumbling in his right hand instinctively shot out with lightning speed, embodying the paramount truth that in martial combat, life and death often hang by a thread, allowing no room for even a slight mistake!
Even a deviation of half a millimeter was intolerable in his eyes.
The carriage continued to rush through the wilderness.
Suddenly, a Fire Feather Rabbit running in its path leaped into Zong Shou’s field of vision.