Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Ye Ling flipped through the Blade's Edge Slash Manual in his hand. The sword techniques described on its pages, the structure of each move, were all incredibly detailed, even with many specifics.

"This Blade's Edge Slash's diagrams look quite good, but the sword techniques inside are just too simple. If I were to encounter a real powerhouse, I guess they wouldn't be of much use," he said.

Ye Ling put the sword techniques back in their original place and shook his head, denying their utility.

For Ye Ling, the martial arts here were too simple and unhelpful.

But as Ye Ling casually browsed, he suddenly discovered a martial art named "Unsheathed Blade Slash" that caught his attention.

"Eh, this martial art is quite interesting. It's an entirely offensive technique!"

Seeing this martial art, a strange glimmer flashed in Ye Ling's eyes. This sword technique, although it had only one move,

contained a very special mood. With one slash, it was as if a sharp blade swept through the void.

Moreover, this move seemed a bit desperate. He would compress all his Spiritual Energy to the extreme and then unleash it. If this move were to be executed, its power would be absolutely terrifying!

"Not bad, not bad, this move suits me quite well."

Ye Ling smiled, tucked the Unsheathed Blade Slash manual into his chest and began to carefullly flip through other martial arts manuals.

However, he was not interested in the remaining martial arts, and eventually returned to his room with the manual for Unsheathed Blade Slash.

After carefully going through it, Ye Ling found that the founder of this martial art was also a Great Grandmaster and, in his generation, likely to be quite strong.

This Great Grandmaster had created this sword move, but it was lost in later generations. Unexpectedly, it had fallen into the hands of the Yan clan.

"This sword move focuses on burst strength, compressing Spiritual Energy to a certain degree and then slashing out in one go, a terrifying explosive force."

"But be aware that there is a risk in the process of compressing Spiritual Energy. If it's improperly controlled and explodes, it can injure or even kill the person."

"If you don't have sufficient strength, don't try this move!"

"This sword move is divided into three stages. The first stage is to condense all the Spiritual Power in the body to its limit. A single slash can attain the formidable power to cleave through mountains."

"The amount of Spiritual Energy required for Unsheathed Blade Slash is substantial, and during actual combat, it's very possible to deplete one's own Spiritual Energy."

"So normally, unless it's absolutely necessary, one would definitely not choose to use it, unless it's a matter of life and death."

After perusing the manual, Ye Ling couldn't help but be inwardly astounded. The "Unsheathed Blade Slash" indeed was powerful; once mastered, a single swing of the sword could generate incredible force, several times stronger than ordinary sword techniques.

With sparks of determination in his eyes, Ye Ling was eager to master "Unsheathed Blade Slash." This sword technique was, after all, quite exceptional.

"The first step is to compress my own Spiritual Energy."

Ye Ling grinned and with a swift motion, sat down cross-legged. Slowly, strands of Spiritual Energy began to emerge between his palms.

At his Dantian, strands of Spiritual Energy constantly churned, flooding into Ye Ling's limbs and bones.

Powerful Spiritual Power circulated incessantly within his body.

It converged towards his body and finally concentrated in his right arm.

"Compress!" Ye Ling gritted his teeth and roared. His Spiritual Energy suddenly shook and then transformed into threads, shooting out from his body.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Waves of sound arose, and threads of Spiritual Power wandered continuously through Ye Ling's limbs and bones, constantly melding into the flesh within him.

Ye Ling's complexion slightly changed as he cursed inwardly, not anticipating that merely compressing his internal Spiritual Power into a small bundle would trigger such a violent backlash.

Boom, boom, boom!

Massive surges filled the space in an instant, the colliding force of Spiritual Power causing cold sweats to beading on Ye Ling's forehead.

Ye Ling gritted his teeth and endured, forcing himself to remain calm.

Hum, hum!

Violent vibrations came again from within Ye Ling's body, followed by another surge of Spiritual Power rushing outward.

This time, Ye Ling looked even more distressed.

The impact of Spiritual Power this time was more ferocious, to the point he almost couldn't control the power within him anymore.

Sensing the somewhat chaotic fluctuations of Spiritual Energy around them, Zhan Mengqi and the others quickly came over, surrounding Ye Ling's room.

But beneath this violent surge of Spiritual Energy, they felt a pulse of power that made their hearts tremble.

Not daring the slightest complacency, they all stood guard, intently watching Ye Ling in the room, uncertain of what he was exactly doing.

"Little Ye, what's wrong with you?!"

Zhan Mengqi quickly asked, she and Zhe Xiaoyu stood together, looking at Ye Ling with concern.

They were very clear on how formidable Ye Ling's strength truly was; the emergence of such a state now naturally raised the possibility of some crisis.

In the room, Ye Ling persisted through clenched teeth, while his mind echoed with the descriptions from the "Unsheathed Blade Slash" manual.

Ye Ling's brows were tightly furrowed; the Spiritual Energy fluctuations inside him became more and more agitated, causing even his body to shudder.

Fortunately, Ye Ling was still able to barely control his body and also muster the Spiritual Power within him.

Ye Ling's mind continuously outlined the movements and routines of the "Unsheathed Blade Slash," evolving them over and over in his mind.

Gradually, the Spiritual Energy around Ye Ling's body seemed to be drawn by something, converging towards his right arm.

Threads of Spiritual Energy gathered at Ye Ling's right fist, and with a beckoning of his large hand, the Dragon Bone knife appeared in his grasp.

The power, compressed to the extreme, was rapidly infused into the Dragon Bone knife, which blazed with a pale yellow glow on its blade. Upon the blade, a ferocious golden dragon could be vaguely seen roaring continuously.

"Huff!"

Ye Ling took a deep breath, then once again consolidated the Spiritual Power within him, reaching a peak state of essence, energy, and spirit.

With a flick of his wrist, a dazzling blade aura abruptly emerged, with golden dragons swimming upon the surface, looking tremendously fierce.

As the blade aura appeared, the Spiritual Energy inside Ye Ling boiled once more, madly converging towards the Dragon Bone knife.

In an instant, the power within Ye Ling's right arm increased more than twofold!

"Slash for me!"

Ye Ling let out a low shout, his figure breaking through the rooftop, his gaze sharp and piercing, while the Dragon Bone knife in his hand brutally cleaved towards the sky!