Chapter 283: Chapter 44: Invisibility, Soul Binding, Explosive Sacrifice, Protector, New Four Grassman Magic._2
"Yes." Zhao Xing cupped his hands and left with the Suicide Explosive Grassman to look for Cao Shuang.
Just then,
Several people flew into the palace square.
One of them looked quite familiar.
"Li Feng?"
"As expected, this kid really likes summoning. In the Grassman training course, he reached the third stage so quickly."
Zhao Xing took a glance and left the square.
After landing, Li Feng also saw the back of Zhao Xing.
Why did he recognize him just from his back? Because he hated him.
He couldn’t beat him and had been tricked by this guy several times.
Tricked during registration, tricked in the branch academy, and even Zhao Xing eliminated him in the promotion battle.
It wasn’t just his back; even if he turned to ashes, Li Feng would recognize him!
"Good, good, good, I finally found a chance so soon." Seeing Zhao Xing, Li Feng couldn’t help but feel ecstatic. "I can’t beat you in other skills, but Grassman Skill is my strongest suit!"
"Even the commander said I have a talent for Grassman Skill."
Li Feng showed a slight smile.
Because he liked Grassman Skill, many of his other spells unconsciously leaned towards summoning.
"First, I’ll study the skill. Then, in the ranking competition, I’ll have a chance to challenge him."
Li Feng also went to the square to find suitable Grassman Skills to comprehend.
....
Heading south for a kilometer, there were several separate courtyards sealed by arrays. At the kilometer mark, taking a left turn, Zhao Xing saw Cao Shuang practicing the Suicide Explosive Grassman inside.
The sound of explosions could be vaguely heard, but each explosion was contained within the array, not harming a single blade of grass or tree.
Cao Shuang stood within a circle, within the explosion range, yet remained unharmed.
Instead, he could observe the explosion closely.
"Zhao Xing, why are you here? Haven’t learned it yet? I’ll teach you... huh? You’ve already learned it?" Cao Shuang thought Zhao Xing had come to ask him for guidance, but he was here to practice.
But they had only been apart for less than two quarters. Zhao Xing had already mastered the Suicide Explosive Grassman? How in the world!
"Luck, just luck," Zhao Xing said. "I happened to have seen the Suicide Explosive Grassman before and had some experience with firecrackers. Brother Cao, have you already started?"
Starting meant the cultivation progress of the spell had reached the first turn.
Zhao Xing looked at the power of Cao Shuang’s Suicide Explosive Grassman, it had to be already at the first turn.
Not long now, as they had come here on the morning of the 23rd, at most just three hours ago.
"Yes, I only just started. The Suicide Explosive Grassman is quite difficult to practice, its internal circulation of the Five Elements is so precise. The weaving technique is also crucial; if it’s too loose or too tight, it can cause various problems."
"Take it slowly; after all, there’s still plenty of time. The others won’t reach the third stage so quickly. With your talent, Brother Cao, you’re already a step ahead. Grassman Skill should be a piece of cake for you!"
"Haha, Zhao Xing, if you used that silver tongue on girls, you’d be a guaranteed success." Originally in a gloomy mood, Cao Shuang felt better; having a friend like Zhao Xing always brought emotional value.
"I’ll be practicing in the next courtyard, Brother Cao, feel free to give me some pointers when you’re free."
"Sure thing."
...
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
Entering the next courtyard, Zhao Xing started his own explosive training.
His progress surged ahead quickly.
Thanks to the panel records, while practicing, if significant progress was made, it indicated the right path.
If a particular attempt showed minimal or no progress, it indicated a wrong direction that needed correction.
There were countless wrong directions, but Zhao Xing could always find the right path quickly because he had auspicious Qi fortune.
Even with his eyes closed, he couldn’t deviate too far.
Thus, Zhao Xing learned everything quickly, not just because of innate talent and comprehension, but also because of the cheat.
"Third turn."
Zhao Xing glanced at the panel.
In one hour, the Suicide Explosive Grassman had reached the third turn.
"If a ninth-turn Suicide Explosive Grassman hugged and exploded, among the eighth rank, only geniuses from the Xuanwu Department could withstand it."
Among martial artists, the geniuses from the Xuanwu Martial Arts Institute were the best in defense.
Within the eighth rank, many geniuses externally cultivated the Xuanwu Shield and internally practiced the Gluttonous Eating Skill, achieving Great Success in Copper Skin Iron Bone, with blood as dense as mercury and newly born silver marrow, making them extremely durable.
"However, if the Suicide Explosive Grassman was coated with poison, the effect would be different."
"Crushed thunder vine juice, Netherworld pollen, Cao Wu, all can create potent toxins. Coat the grassman with it, let it explode inside the body, and even a sixth-rank military doctor couldn’t save them unless they knew the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, which could prolong life for another 24 hours."
Standing within the array circle, the explosion couldn’t reach him, Zhao Xing leisurely polished the progress of the Suicide Explosive Grassman.
Another two quarters passed, and the Suicide Explosive Grassman Spell reached the fourth turn.
Zhao Xing stopped training; breaking through in such a short time was difficult, progress wasn’t moving, not because of errors but a lack of accumulation.
To improve, the method was simple, observe other Grassman Skills and draw parallels.
The Ten Thousand Skill Palace had no shortage of Grassman Skills.
Zhao Xing left the courtyard and saw Cao Shuang still training diligently, then started wandering around the Ten Thousand Skill Palace.
Not long after, he stopped by a training ground.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh~"
A dark golden grassman bent its fingers like a sword, emitting streams of Sword Qi from its fingertips.
Aiming at a grey dirt-colored grassman’s head in front.
Just when it was about to hit, it was blocked by a turtle shell.
A secret Martial Skill, Xuanwu Shield.
"Guardian Grassman."
Zhao Xing recognized another familiar Grassman Skill.
Previously in Gucheng, Chen Shijie arranged a Guardian Grassman for his protection.
Guardian Grassman: it can contain a spell or martial skill.
A ninth-turn Guardian Grassman could contain nine different secret techniques, excluding movement techniques unless it was a dual-tech Divine Movement Guardian Grassman, otherwise it lacked the basis for casting the technique.
It could also contain the same secret technique, but the power wouldn’t stack; the Guardian Grassman’s upper power limit was determined by the one who imprinted it.
For example, if Zhao Xing asked Xia Jing for a Sword Qi, the Guardian Grassman’s power depended on Xia Jing’s prowess in Sword Dao.
Of course, the stronger the grassman, the higher its containment limit.
Guardian Grassmen could hold Advanced Magic, but the materials were often costly, and it needed to securely lock the spell; otherwise, it wasn’t worth the investment.
Guardian Grassmen were usually used to contain martial skills, primarily defensive ones, as spells were already known to the Minister of Agriculture.
Learning Guardian Grassmen was mainly to compensate for deficiencies in melee combat.
At critical moments, Guardian Grassmen could be lifesavers.
This was a must-learn.
Zhao Xing observed and studied at the training ground for two quarters. Guardian Grassman Skill was easy to learn but hard to master; Zhao Xing quickly grasped it, but achieving entry-level was more difficult than other Grassman Skills.
Because practicing Guardian Grassmen involved storing spells, casting spells, and improving through these processes.
Storing one’s own spells resulted in only minor improvements.
One’s own spells were naturally very familiar, affecting the comprehension process.
It’s like giving yourself a test, with minimal training effect. To enhance, it’s best to store others’ spells, preferably martial skills.
Seeing that he had already learned the spell, he took a Guardian Grassman and left, continuing to wander in the Ten Thousand Skill Palace.
...
After wandering aimlessly for a while, he suddenly arrived in front of a grand hall, the architecture inside solemn and austere, primarily black and white.
Seeing two grassman guards at the door, Zhao Xing intended to leave, but as he lifted his foot to step away, he paused.
"Hmm?"
He turned back to look carefully at the two grassman guards at the door. After staring for a while, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"I was mistaken, these are actually two soul-binding grass men?"
Soul-binding grass men, specifically targeting ghosts.
Great Zhou’s main external enemies were the Barbarians and the Outer Sect, with the Outer Sect adept at using ghostly dark arts, like the Soul Banner and similar techniques.
Experts like the Blood Spirit Venerable, who was of the Third Grade Primordial Soul Realm, specialized in Yin Soul Techniques. His soul-splitting body, given enough blood food from followers, could quickly recondense, making it nearly indestructible, with eerie and stealthy methods.
Outside the territories, without the protection of Great Zhou’s Yin God, dealing with them would be difficult.
Soul-binding grass men could effectively counteract these spells.
But this was somewhat taboo.
Among the eighty-one skills, soul-binding grass men were considered dark arts, heavily criticized. The court had long removed this skill from the teachings, not passing it on.
"Mr. Liu." Zhao Xing found a grassman with the character ’Liu’ imprinted on its clothes.
The grassman paused for a second before speaking: "What is it?"
"May I learn the soul-binding grass man?"
The grassman paused again for a second, seemingly delayed: "You may, but you must remember three rules."
"May I ask, Mr. Liu, what are the three rules?" Zhao Xing asked.