Zhao Bing had a strong aptitude for learning.
For some reason, after following Chen Feng through the sword form a second time,
he felt this sword technique was profoundly different.
It was a completely different sensation from when he practiced the Golden Snake Sword Art.
Although he hadn't mastered the basics yet,
in just a few hours,
Zhao Bing had memorized all the stances and the corresponding mental formulas.
It was just the pathways for circulating his vital energy that he couldn't execute smoothly yet.
This speed alone filled Zhao Bing's heart with immense excitement.
It was several times easier than when he first learned the Golden Snake Sword Art.
Soon, Chen Feng couldn't help but be astonished by this disciple's diligence.
He was even more diligent than his most hardworking disciple, Liu Weiwei.
He actually practiced straight through the afternoon without eating or drinking.
Seeing that the other showed no intention of stopping, Chen Feng didn't go over to disturb him.
He just had Jin Youxi prepare a box of braised pork trotters over rice and left it nearby.
In the evening, while Chen Feng and his two disciples were having dinner,
a system notification suddenly popped into his mind.
[Sixth Disciple has grasped the basics of "Thirteen Deadly Strikes Sword Art," completing the Master Instructor achievement.]
[Reward: Master's "Thirteen Deadly Strikes Sword Art" realm elevated to Heavenly Unity.]
It must be said, this disciple's speed in grasping the basics wasn't exceptionally fast.
But Chen Feng was still quite satisfied; at the very least, this disciple was very diligent.
Soon, he began to suspect this disciple might be more than just diligent.
After finishing the meal, Chen Feng planned to leave the Chosen Martial Arts School and return to the Kunlun Sanatorium to rest, only to find Zhao Bing was still practicing.
The box of pork trotters rice left beside him hadn't been touched.
"This guy really is a martial arts fanatic!"
At that moment, Zhao Bing felt this sword technique could be called an art.
He could clearly feel his proficiency increasing.
This sensation of progress was utterly intoxicating.
For a time, he practiced with such absorption he lost himself.
Jin Youxi couldn't help but praise:
"This junior brother is a real grinder."
"He can practice martial arts without even eating."
"If I'm hungry, I can't even lift my arm a little."
Chen Feng curled his lip and said:
"You have the nerve to say that."
Liu Weiwei chuckled softly on the side.
Chen Feng couldn't help but give a light cough to remind him:
"Diligence is good, but one must know moderation in all things."
"Remember! Going too far is as bad as not going far enough!"
Zhao Bing snapped out of it, stopped his practice, and couldn't help saying:
"This sword technique is too exquisite. Every time I practice it, I gain new insights."
"There are still some points I can't quite grasp yet. If I don't figure them out, I really can't eat or sleep in peace."
"But Master, you don't need to worry about me. I've always been like this when practicing martial arts, often forgetting to eat or sleep."
With that, Chen Feng finally understood why Zhao Bing was so thin.
"A strong physique is the best foundation for martial arts."
"Training is thirty percent, nutrition is seventy percent. You can't just ruthlessly push your body."
Zhao Bing nodded. Seeing the boxed meal beside him, not caring if it was cold,
he picked it up and ate.
After wolfing it down in one go, he started practicing again.
Chen Feng couldn't help but remind him:
"Aren't you going to sleep?"
Zhao Bing couldn't help saying:
"If there are things I can't figure out, I simply can't fall asleep until I understand them."
Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei couldn't help but secretly admire him.
Chen Feng was speechless.
If you could figure everything out, wouldn't you have reached Heavenly Unity already?
He thought to himself that if this continued, this disciple would work himself to death sooner or later.
"What parts can't you figure out? Let your master guide you a bit."
You?
Zhao Bing recalled Chen Feng's awkward performance when teaching him the sword technique earlier.
He felt he might be more proficient than Chen Feng by now.
However, the other was still his master, a benefactor to his father and elder brother, and had taught him this sword technique that suited him so well.
The respect he deserved still had to be given.
Zhao Bing listed all the points he couldn't understand.
By now, Chen Feng's sword art had reached the Heavenly Unity realm.
Zhao Bing's questions were child's play to him.
"Watch closely. Don't even blink."
"This is the essence of the Thirteen Deadly Strikes Sword Art."
Chen Feng, with his Heavenly Unity realm in the sword art, directly reached the state of "No Sword."
He simply used his fingers as a sword.
A surge of vital energy, sharp as a sword's aura, shot straight up.
Chen Feng demonstrated the Thirteen Deadly Strikes Sword Art once more.
Instantly, sword energy crisscrossed the air, and a killing intent permeated the area.
Zhao Bing was shocked on the spot.
He clearly remembered Chen Feng's demonstration being so clumsy before.
How could he have reached such a high realm now?
"It seems my own realm is still too low, the gap with Master is too vast."
"Master must have been afraid I was too dull to understand at first, so he demonstrated in such a simple way."
After Chen Feng finished practicing once,
Jin Youxi immediately clapped and cheered.
"Master, I want to learn it too!"
"Slapping people is too monotonous. I also want to chop people with a sword."
Chen Feng felt a headache coming on.
With that sentence alone, Jin Youxi would be forever cut off from the path of sword arts.
After demonstrating the Thirteen Deadly Strikes Sword Art, he asked his sixth disciple:
"Do you understand now?"
Zhao Bing said excitedly:
"Master, I've attained enlightenment!"
Chen Feng chuckled:
"Good that you've attained enlightenment. Finish practicing and go back to sleep early. I'm leaving first."
Zhao Bing said:
"Take care, Master!"
Early the next morning, when Chen Feng arrived at the Chosen Martial Arts School, he saw Zhao Bing still practicing sword forms in the training ground.
Moreover, this disciple's clothes were covered in dew.
Chen Feng thought to himself:
"Could he have practiced all night?"
He walked closer and saw Zhao Bing's eyes were bloodshot, but his spirit was exhilarated.
Furthermore, he had clearly gained proficient mastery of the Thirteen Deadly Strikes Sword Art.
Chen Feng couldn't help but interrupt:
"Stop for a moment."
Zhao Bing snapped back to reality, saw Chen Feng, and immediately said:
"Master, I've attained enlightenment!"
Chen Feng's eyelid twitched.
Looking at Zhao Bing's fierce, scarred face and his excited expression,
Chen Feng just wanted to say:
"You've gone mad!"
"If you keep practicing like this, it won't be 'enlightenment' you attain, but 'the end'!"
He was alarmed by this disciple's effort and hurriedly advised:
"Martial arts training should be gradual. How can you push your body like this!"
"Go back and sleep right now!"
Zhao Bing waved his hand:
"No need for that trouble. I sleep while I practice sword forms."
Liu Weiwei was also shocked.
"Junior brother is so diligent. I should learn from him too."
Chen Feng quickly stopped her:
"Absolutely not!"
Chen Feng didn't have a good solution for this Zhao Bing either.
He could only let him practice.
After all, he couldn't supervise him every single moment.
From then on, there was always a person practicing sword forms in the training ground of the Chosen Martial Arts School.
Even in wind and rain, Zhao Bing never stopped.
From time to time, a burst of hearty laughter would ring out, accompanied by the shout:
"Master, I've attained enlightenment!"
These days, Chen Feng didn't even dare to go over and watch.
Those five words, "Master, I've attained enlightenment," gave him goosebumps every time he heard them.
He just often had Jin Youxi deliver some boxed meals to Zhao Bing.
Zhao Bing, at this point, only felt he had met Chen Feng too late.
He regretted why he couldn't have met Chen Feng earlier.
He had always thought he had no talent for sword arts.
It wasn't until now, after practicing the Thirteen Deadly Strikes Sword Art, that he discovered his potential.
That feeling of constant progress was simply addictive to him.
Now, with every sword stroke he made, sword energy surged.
In less than half a month, he had already practiced the Thirteen Deadly Strikes Sword Art to the third martial realm, Minor Accomplishment.
Reaching the same level as his own Golden Snake Sword Art.
But the former took Zhao Bing over a decade, while the latter took only over ten days.
Such astonishing speed!
How could he not be thrilled?
How could he possibly sleep?
How could he ever stop now?
"Master, I have attained enlightenment!"
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