The Strongest Sword God
No matter how bitter and tired Su Ming's training was, as long as Xi Yu appeared, Su Ming would be in a state of ease and comfort. But after Xi Yu left, Su Ming would face an even more brutal training from Su Han. Yet, Su Ming still prayed every day for Xi Yu to come visit him, wipe his sweat, and ask about his well-being with concern.
The Su Clan's village, where the Su family members cultivate their bodies.
The scorching sun hangs in the sky, and the air is filled with sweltering heat. A gentle breeze blows by, and the dry earth rises with the wind. The sparse green grassland can only wait for a fine rain to quench its thirst.
On the grassland, a young man's upper body was naked and his ancient bronze-colored skin had bulging veins. His tightly clenched face dripped with sweat like raindrops. He stood in a bow-shaped horse stance, his arms pressing down on thousands of kilograms of rock, while his feet stepped on wooden rods as thick as fingers.
"How long has this father been gone? I've got to squat here for how much longer?! At this rate, I'll get heatstroke!"
The young man was Su Ming, who was in the middle of his training. Just now, his father had been called away by a steward from their clan, and he thought it would only take a short while, but as time passed, his father still hadn't returned. By this time, it was already midday, and lunchtime had arrived. Su Ming was both hungry and tired.
His eyes stared fixedly in the direction his father had left, but no matter how long he waited, Su Han's figure did not appear, and at this moment, every second felt like a year.
"Master, what are you looking at?"
Xiǎo Yǔ's voice, as melodious as a skylark's, made Su Míng's entire body go weak. He, who was already on the verge of collapse, swayed and fell directly towards Xiǎo Yǔ.
"Ah..."
"Ah..."
A man and a woman, two shrill cries echoing each other, can be said to be extremely ear-piercing.
Su Ming fell off the wooden stake and landed on Xi Yu, fortunately Su Ming's hands supported the ground in an instant, so he didn't hurt Xi Yu. However, as soon as he thought of Xi Yu's soft body, his hands went limp, and he collapsed onto Xi Yu like a lump of mud.
Just as he was expecting a soft and beautiful feeling in his chest, Su Ming's chest was poked by something hard, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
What's wrong with this little girl attacking me????
She raised her head in doubt, and what entered her eyes was Xi Yu's tightly furrowed eyebrows and a pretty face with a painful expression.
Su Ming realized something was wrong, hastily got up from the ground and pulled Xi Yu up as well. At this time, he saw the stone bowl in Xi Yu's hand, a silly smile spreading across his face.
"It's okay, I'm really sorry." Su Ming apologized while brushing off the mud from Xi Yu's body. When he saw that Xi Yu's white clothes were tightly clinging to her skin, he was like a person who had been electrocuted, frozen in place, his eyes fixed on a seductive glimpse of spring color.
At this time, Xi Yu's white dress was wet and clinging to her body, her inner clothes were vaguely visible, and her breasts were slightly exposed. The two tempting points on her chest instantly captured Su Ming's soul, making his heart burn with desire, arousing his most primitive animal nature.
"Master, what are you looking at?" Feeling Su Ming's scorching gaze, Xi Yu's face turned bright red as she covered her chest with her hand and avoided Su Ming's eyes.
Realizing his loss of composure, Su Ming smiled awkwardly and touched the back of his head unnaturally, instantly making the atmosphere between them extremely awkward.
"Young master, the water has been spilled. Xiayu will go and fetch another bowl." Xiayu said with her head down, then turned around and headed towards the stone house.
"It was actually her who brought me water." As he watched Xiuyu's running back, Su Ming muttered to himself. At this moment, a strange feeling arose in his heart. Xiuyu treated him with such sincerity, but he had impure thoughts about her, which was despicable.
Gritting his teeth, Su Ming said to himself in his heart: "I must work hard and cultivate diligently, and I will avenge Xishan as soon as possible."
At this moment, Su Ming gained more motivation in his cultivation, and his love for Xi Yu turned into a driving force for his cultivation.
Half a month of bitter practice, Su Ming's force finally successfully cultivated to the second level, his hand strength reached two thousand kilograms. In the case of not using spiritual energy, Su Ming had the confidence to fight against a first-class late-stage demon beast.
After successfully breaking through the realm of force, Su Ming began to cultivate the realm of control. The realm of control is more difficult to cultivate than the realm of force. The realm of force enhances human strength, while the realm of control is about using power in a controlled manner. For example, if 500 kilograms of force can defeat a demon beast, then using 1,000 kilograms of force would be a waste.
In combat, once this situation occurs, the sustainability of combat power will be greatly weakened. The controlled boundary can well control the exertion of strength, and it takes 500 catties of strength to exert 500 catties of strength.
The first level of Kontrol, within the range of 1000 jin, requires that both the force exerted and the force hitting the target must reach at least 80%. For example, if a force of 1000 jin can defeat an enemy, the force exerted cannot exceed 1200 jin. The second level is within the range of 2000 jin, where control reaches 80% or higher. Kontrol and Force are relative to each other in terms of power.
The masters of the Realm of Control and the Realm of Power are all born warriors, as long as they work hard to cultivate, they will eventually possess the strongest power on the mainland of Sealing Gods. It is worth noting that having the power to suppress ten times, in the face of absolute power, any martial skills will pale in comparison. When a warrior can perfectly control his power, his combat endurance will be greatly enhanced.
Above the nine-layer boundary, there is also a unity of heaven and man. When the power reaches the unity of heaven and man, one can borrow the power of heaven and earth to attack. At that time, human strength cannot be described in units, and a casual strike will reach hundreds of millions of kilograms, enough to make a seventh-level demon beast powder its body and bones. This is only when not using spiritual energy.
When control reaches the state of unity between heaven and man, it can perfectly exert strength without wasting a single thread, and can bring out the maximum combat effectiveness.
As for the meaning of Nian, it is a spiritual talent that no one in the Su family has, so Su Qingchen temporarily does not know how to cultivate it and what its function is.
The training ground of the Su family tribe is a place where one can cultivate Konti, with an area of several thousand meters, tens of thousands of giant stones are placed on it. The giant stones are divided into five areas, each cultivating Konti from first to fifth level. Each area has different giant stones, and the first area's giant stones will only shatter under a force of 1,000 kilograms.
By analogy, the giant stone in the fifth area can withstand a force of 16,000 catties before breaking, and as for the sixth level or above, no one in the Su family has ever successfully cultivated it.
The power of the force is to successfully lift a giant stone of corresponding weight, and the control of the realm is to blast a giant stone of corresponding hardness without breaking it. For example, when cultivating the first heavy weight, one needs to blast a crack from the center to the edge of a 1,000-jin giant stone. To reach the perfect realm, one needs to blast countless cracks in the giant stone without breaking it.
A martial artist who can bring every level of the Realm of Control to perfection is a rare talent in the Sealed Divine Continent, an object of contention among various major forces. Cultivating the Realm of Control can increase one's strength by several times or even dozens of times compared to cultivating the Force of Will.
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