Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques-Chapter 232 - 123: 33 Heads! The Shock Triggered by Blade 12! _3

Chapter 232: Chapter 123: 33 Heads! The Shock Triggered by Blade 12! _3

Perhaps this time, even without Immortal Master Ling Ji locking on, Saint Origin One could still find Sword12.

The martial artist in black left.

But in Tianxin’s mind, scenes began to play out.

They were images of You Shifei, Yang Zhen, Tong Xuan, and Tie Yuan.

Finally, it froze on Sword12.

However, at the time, Sword12 hadn’t left much of a deep impression on Tianxin.

"I came to the northern battlefield, never for the Northern Barbarians."

"I merely sought to find opponents, to complete my mastery of the Slaughter Intent. Unfortunately, I was ultimately unable to fulfill that wish."

"Forget it. After some time, once the Slaughter Intent reaches its pinnacle, I’ll leave the northern battlefield and head to the North Region’s Heavenly Sect..."

Tianxin shook his head and closed his eyes again.

...

"It’s done! My physical body now wields the power of 800 cauldrons!"

Lu Changsheng could feel the rapid surge in strength coursing through his body.

A single Divine Blood Pill had elevated Lu Changsheng’s physical power to a level of 800 cauldrons.

He was drawing closer to the Thousand Cauldrons level.

Lu Changsheng stood up. It was now the second day, and the time had come to "hunt" once more on the northern battlefield.

"Creak."

Lu Changsheng pushed open the door to step outside.

Standing there was a familiar silhouette.

"Sword12, Saint Origin One of the Northern Barbarians is looking for you."

"Although Saint Origin One is not Tianxin and doesn’t possess his level of strength, if Saint Origin One finds you, I’m afraid you’ll still end up dead!"

"However, if you team up with me, even if we come up against Saint Origin One, he won’t be able to touch us!"

The speaker was Song Wuqing.

He still wanted to form a team with Sword12.

"Saint Origin One is searching for me?"

Lu Changsheng appeared to be deep in thought.

Tianxin hadn’t shown up—was it some unforeseen event?

Or did Tianxin not even consider him worth noticing, to the point of being unwilling to deal with him personally, leaving it to Saint Origin One instead?

"Song Wuqing, thank you for this information."

"However, I won’t be teaming up with you."

Having spoken, Lu Changsheng headed directly toward the northern battlefield.

Song Wuqing’s brows were still tightly furrowed.

If Sword12 refused to form a team with him, could he really have confidence in facing Saint Origin One alone?

But that was Saint Origin One!

Even though Sword12 had taken down the Qing Xuan Squad, could he really be a match for Saint Origin One?

Saint Origin One, like Song Wuqing, hadn’t yet reached the terrifying level of 10,000 cauldrons in power.

But even so, he could unleash power exceeding six thousand cauldrons.

That already placed him among the most elite martial artists in the Thousand Cauldrons Realm.

As for Tianxin?

He was a unique case, one that appeared maybe once in a hundred years, utterly incomparable.

"Whoosh."

Lu Changsheng arrived at the northern battlefield.

It was still the same vast grassland.

However, Lu Changsheng’s mind ruminated over Song Wuqing’s earlier words.

Saint Origin One was looking for him!

Currently, Saint Origin One was ranked second on the shen power ranking, although he might later be surpassed by Song Wuqing.

But whether second or third, his strength was formidable.

By Lu Changsheng’s estimation, he could likely unleash a terrifying power of six or seven thousand cauldrons.

At this moment, even if Lu Changsheng exerted his full might, he could only reach slightly over five thousand cauldrons.

There was indeed a clear gap between him and Saint Origin One.

"The secret techniques and martial skills of the Divine Power Realm have essentially been explored to their limits."

"I already possess the Dragon God Transformation, combined with the Threefold Waves martial skill, enabling me to erupt with several times my own power. That’s already quite remarkable. To improve further, I can only focus on mastering intentions."

"Tianxin relies on his almost-pinnacle mastery of the Slaughter Intent to even unleash the power of ten thousand cauldrons, securing his unwavering position at the top of the shen power ranking!"

Lu Changsheng’s understanding of the Divine Power Realm was already quite profound.

The three critical factors—secret techniques, martial skills, and intentions—all influenced combat power.

However, the differences in secret techniques and martial skills among top-tier martial artists were negligible.

All elite warriors could master their respective secret techniques and martial skills to perfection.

The true differentiation lay in their level of intention mastery.

Even for Lu Changsheng, his highest-progress concept was the Ocean Wave Concept, currently at 25%—far behind Tianxin.

Of course, Tianxin was significantly older.

Lu Changsheng believed that by the time he reached Tianxin’s age, he too could advance his Ocean Wave Concept to over 90%, perhaps even reaching the pinnacle.

However, for now, his mastery of intentions was sorely lacking.

Moreover, on the northern battlefield, surrounded by plains rather than the sea, there was no way to improve his Ocean Wave Concept.

No matter how exceptional Lu Changsheng’s comprehension was, he wasn’t capable of advancing his intentions merely through imagination with his eyes closed.

Intentions, in the end, required learning from nature for optimal growth.

"Learning from nature..."

"I possess the Wind Perception Concept, which allows me to learn from nature in the northern battlefield to progress quickly. But the Wind Perception Concept focuses on sensing and cannot enhance blade techniques or combat power."

Lu Changsheng clearly understood that even if he perfected the Wind Perception Concept, it wouldn’t bolster his combat efficacy.

The Wind Perception Concept emphasized expanding one’s sensory range—it was a concept rooted in perception.

"The power of wind is no less impressive than ocean waves, or even the Starry Sky Waterfall."

"When the winds of heaven and earth coalesce into a storm, they can sweep through the land, destroying all in their path."

"With my Wind Perception Concept, it shouldn’t be too difficult to comprehend the Storm Realm..."

Lu Changsheng began to ponder the possibility of mastering the Storm Realm.

But learning from nature required storms, and there were none on the grasslands—how could he comprehend it?

Lu Changsheng closed his eyes.

He activated the Wind Perception Concept.

But this time, he wasn’t using it to sense the state of the grasslands.

Instead, he used it to merge his consciousness with the wind, allowing it to drift freely, carried by the breeze as it swept across every corner.

He even felt the wind "slap" against all things.

Yes, it was slapping against all things.

The soft wind caressed, and everything danced in its wake.

What kind of mighty power was this?

Even without being a gale or a storm, even as a gentle breeze, it still possessed the power to slap against all things!

"The essence of storms and gales is, in truth, nothing but the simplest of winds."

"Wind arises from heaven and earth. No matter how feeble the Wind of Heaven and Earth may be, it can still brush against all things—that is the mighty power of nature..."

Faintly, Lu Changsheng seemed to capture something.

In his mind, sparks of insight ignited.

One epiphany after another collided and swiftly took form within his thoughts.

The sensation was incredibly profound.

In fact, it had been a long time since Lu Changsheng last experienced such a wondrous feeling.

Yet he understood what this wondrous feeling signified.

A realm of intention—a completely new realm of intention.