Adding Friends Can Make Me Stronger

Chapter 220: Four Types of Martial Arts Intent! The Ultimate and Ideal State!

In an instant, an invisible ripple spread out.

It caught the attention of those around.

“That’s Han Yuanzhen!”

Someone gasped, “The previous champion of the Northern Plains!”

“Also the successor of the top sect in the Northern Plains — Shenxiao Blade Sect!”

“During the last era, he had already achieved 40% blade intent, and now it’s a perfect 100%!”

“His combat power is terrifying, almost invincible within his realm!”

Long ago, after every Heroic War, an ancient land would open up, allowing supreme geniuses to obtain divine treasures and break through.

But the rules changed later.

Now, it only opens once every two or three generations, forcing these geniuses to wait for the best divine treasures.

This created a problem.

How could current geniuses compete with these ‘veterans’? They had ample time to build up their martial foundations to their peak!

The current generation simply can’t match that.

Unless they were outliers like Meng Changqing.

As a result, some geniuses choose not to participate, opting to continue cultivating until they too become ‘veterans’.

Alternatively!

Some top sects, blessed with great fortune, find divine treasures on their own.

This allowed their disciples to break through without waiting.

For example, the previous champions of the Western Desert and the Southern Region didn’t come this time because their sects provided top-tier divine treasures, allowing them to already reach the Marquis realm.

Naturally, they didn’t need to come.

Some had protested against these rules, but it was in vain.

The Holy Lands control the world’s resources.

If they say the rules of the ancient land changed, delaying the production of resources, you have no choice but to accept it.

There’s no other way.

Everything must follow their rules.

As for those who resist?

The examples from past years are all too clear and fresh in memory.

“It’s said that Han Yuanzhen reserved that Divine Wish Fruit long ago, vowing to claim it!” people murmured.

“But who is the person he’s staring at? He seems unfamiliar!”

“That’s the person you mentioned earlier. The current champion of the Southern Region, Meng Changqing.”

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

So, it’s him!

The rumors were true. He really is ridiculously young!

At such a young age, to have mastered a perfect 10% martial intent, it’s downright exaggerated.

“Originally, Han Yuanzhen’s only rivals were the previous champions of the Western Desert and the Eastern Sea, but now there’s an extra one!”

They spoke with some amazement.

For someone so young to threaten the ‘veterans’ was extremely rare, almost unheard of.

Yet here they were, seeing it with their own eyes.

“Will they fight?” Someone asked in anticipation.

After all, the two from earlier had started fighting immediately upon meeting.

Everyone was eager to see it.

However, the anticipated scene didn’t happen.

Han Yuanzhen merely glanced at Meng Changqing and then walked past him.

Many sighed in disappointment.

Meng Changqing didn’t pay attention to Han Yuanzhen’s gaze.

His focus was on his investigative ability.

“So, he’s got the innate blade body.”

The rest of the attributes on the panel were similar to those of other supreme geniuses.

First grade bones.

Exceptional comprehension.

But what stood out was his special physique!

The Innate Blade Body!

No wonder he became the champion of the last generation, and now his martial intent has reached the perfect 10%.

With the aid of the blade body, mastering 100% blade intent isn’t difficult.

“If I get the chance, I wouldn’t mind befriending him.” Meng Changqing’s eyes flickered slightly.

He continued walking forward.

With an innate blade body, even without a martial will enhancement card, Han Yuanzhen could comprehend blade intent on his own.

Once, Meng Changqing hadn’t thought much about mastering multiple martial wills.

He felt it wasn’t necessary.

Mainly focusing on swordsmanship and supplementing with fists was enough.

But after realizing the benefits of mastering multiple intents, he changed his thinking.

For example, his dual martial intents now.

In this current situation, fist intent was of little use. But if his fist intent were also at 100%,

He could fuse it with his sword intent!

Like adding fuel to the fire, it would push the power of his sword intent beyond its limits, dramatically increasing its strength!

That’s why Hua Ciyan once said that when dual martial intent reach 100%, they undergo a qualitative transformation!

Moreover, the fusion wasn’t limited to just two types of intent.

But from the third one onward, the effect was less pronounced, decreasing by at least a third.

By the fifth type, it had no effect at all.

So the maximum was four types.

This fusion concept applied not only to martial intent but also to martial domains.

Therefore, for a martial artist, the ideal state is to possess four types of martial intent!

Of course, reality was harsh.

Comprehending even one type of intent was incredibly difficult, let alone four.

And they all had to reach 100%!

That’s practically impossible!

It’s something only the most powerful beings throughout history could achieve.

“You’re watching the action too?” Lost in thought, Meng Changqing had already reached the group. He smiled as he spoke.

“Heh, it’s a shame the fight didn’t last longer. The Eastern Sea warrior, even with two beasts, couldn’t hold out. I thought it would last longer,” Mo Xiaoyu said with disappointment.

The Shi family brothers shared the same sentiment.

“Brother Yun.” Meng Changqing nodded slightly.

He noticed Yun Bujue standing there, carrying a longsword.

Though his aura still carried a sense of decay, there was now a sharpness in his eyes that wasn’t there before.

For a moment, Meng Changqing recalled his senior sister’s words,

asking him to look after Brother Yun a bit after entering the Wild Sea.

It seemed that Yun Bujue felt his time was running out, so he wanted to contribute to the sect one last time.

“Junior Brother.” Yun Bujue snapped out of his daze.

Clearly, he had been lost in thought and hadn’t noticed Meng Changqing’s approach.

“What were you thinking about, Brother Yun?” Meng Changqing smiled.

“Being young is great.” Yun Bujue’s aged face showed a smile, “Looking at you all, I can’t help but recall my own youth, full of vigor.”

Hearing this, Meng Changqing felt a twinge of emotion.

He remembered Senior Sister Hua saying that Yun Bujue had once been second only to the sect master, also possessing an innate sword body.

He had been incredibly powerful.

But sadly, his physical body was shattered, and his martial will was crushed. In the end, he had to reincarnate into a new body.

Yet in this world, no body could compare to the original.

So even though he had reached the Life and Death Realm, he hadn’t gained much additional lifespan.

Just over two hundred years.

And now, very little time remained.

As for divine treasures, the sect once had ordinary ones, but Yun Bujue had refused them, passing them to other hidden disciples.

In his words: “I’m nothing more than a broken shell, with no future and no hope. Better to leave them for others.”