Finally, after stabbing 1,500 times, Dongber Xueying was drenched in sweat, his right arm feeling like it wasn't his own anymore, and his right hand was completely numb and devoid of sensation. He relied solely on his willpower to complete the 1,500 stabs.
"Water," Dongber Xueying said hoarsely.
"Master, water," the servant, who had been watching in amazement, quickly brought the water.
Dongber Xueying extended his left hand to pick up the large water cup and drank it all in one breath.
He then immediately began practicing the "Flame Three-Stage Technique"!
When cultivating the martial arts technique, his entire body's tendons and bones itched, and this time, the most noticeable effect was on his right arm and hand. Clearly, the mysterious power from the world was continuously penetrating his right arm and hand. The more exhausted he was, the better the cultivation of martial arts energy would be! Of course, the body couldn't be pushed to the point of collapse. If Dongber Xueying trained as hard as he did, an ordinary person would probably have their hand disabled within ten days. However, he had expensive medicinal baths every day! The cost of these medicines would bankrupt an ordinary noble family in a year!
He practiced for a full three rounds, and the absorption of the world's power had become very weak, so he stopped. At this point, his left hand and left arm were no longer tired, but his right hand still felt a bit sore.
"Start with the left hand holding the spear."
"Come on." Dongber Xueying's eyes were bright as he stared at the alchemical dummy in front of him. He held the spear with his left hand and the butt of the spear with his right hand, and suddenly thrust it out!
...
"Have you seen Xueying?" Zong Ling and Tong San asked, somewhat surprised and puzzled. It was almost lunchtime, and they hadn't seen Xueying at all. Moreover, Dongber Lie and his wife had just been taken away, and they were very worried about Xueying.
"Where is the lord?" Zong Ling and Tong San asked a female servant.
The servant replied, "The master has been practicing in the training ground since early morning."
"Still in the training ground? It's almost noon," Tong San was surprised. "Usually, Xueying practices for at most one or two hours in the morning. It's been almost three hours since early morning."
Zong Ling didn't say anything and quickly headed towards the training ground.
As they approached the training ground, they could hear the continuous "thud," "thud," "thud" sounds inside. The sounds were low and powerful. Zong Ling and Tong San exchanged glances and pushed open the gate of the training ground.
"This..." Zong Ling and Tong San were both stunned.
The young man with reddened skin was holding a long spear in both hands, continuously striking the alchemical dummy.
He used his waist strength to strike with the long spear!
Once, twice, three times... the same move repeated continuously. The long spear swept through the air, gathering strength, and when it struck the alchemical dummy, it reached its maximum speed and power.
The young man's skin was reddened, and his body was smoking, due to the heat rising from his skin.
"His blood and qi are surging to this extent?" Zong Ling was surprised.
"Xueying, you need to rest, rest for a moment. Are you crazy?" Tong San was anxious. He had never seen Dongber Xueying work so hard before, and practicing the spear to this extent was almost at the limit of his body.
"Just a little more! It's not over yet," Dongber Xueying said.
"Don't worry, Xueying soaks in medicinal baths every day, so his body won't collapse. Let him vent," Zong Ling thought, but he was very concerned. He wasn't afraid of the training injuring his body, as the daily medicinal baths could easily nourish and repair his body. He was afraid that Xueying's mindset would change drastically. He had watched Xueying grow up and didn't want his personality to become strange.
Dongber Xueying turned to look at his two uncles and smiled, "Uncle Zong, Uncle Tong, don't worry, I'm fine." He wasn't venting; he was following a plan he had set for himself after watching the extraordinary knight's spear technique manual.
Without sufficient diligence, how could one become a strong person with just a manual?
After another tea time.
Dongber Xueying practiced the "Flame Three-Stage Technique" two more times, and the morning cultivation was finally over!
...
After lunch, he spent some time with his younger brother and then picked up the long spear to practice again.
"Ha!"
He used both hands to thrust the spear, channeling all his strength through his arms into the spear, making it much more powerful!
The long spear repeatedly struck the alchemical dummy, accurately hitting the red-marked areas on the face, throat, and chest.
This was the fourth stage of Dongber Xueying's spear training plan—thrusting with both hands!
...
Thrusting with both hands 2,000 times, then practicing the martial arts technique.
"Archery," Dongber Xueying ordered.
"Yes, master," ten servants stood ten meters away, each holding a bow and arrow. The arrows had their heads removed, leaving only the shafts. They looked at each other hesitantly. In the past, Dongber Xueying's blocking practice was done with his father, but now they were using arrows... If he couldn't block them, the arrows would hit his body, causing pain and even breaking the skin and drawing blood.
The servants were also worried.
"Quick, follow my previous orders," Dongber Xueying commanded, and the servants had to obey.
Whoosh.
First, one arrow was shot, and Dongber Xueying immediately blocked it with the spear, extending it forward to intercept and deflect the arrow.
One at a time.
Although the distance was only ten meters, the servants hadn't cultivated martial arts energy, so the arrows were fast, but Dongber Xueying still had time to intercept them. He used the spear techniques of "blocking," "grabbing," and "deflecting" very skillfully.
Then two arrows were shot simultaneously, and Dongber Xueying clearly struggled. Out of ten attempts, he was hit three or four times. His skin began to turn red and purple, and occasionally, some areas would break, but these minor injuries didn't bother him at all.
...
The "Xinyi Spear Technique" is the source of all techniques and is considered the most basic spear technique in the entire Xia clan. Practicing the same routine repeatedly would only result in a showy but ineffective technique. The techniques must be broken down and practiced repeatedly to make ordinary moves reach astonishing power.
The spear training consists of six stages: left-hand thrust, right-hand thrust, sweeping, splitting, thrusting with both hands, blocking, and free attack. The martial arts technique is used in between to alleviate physical fatigue, otherwise, high-intensity training cannot be sustained...
He trained for a full six hours a day!
After training, he would soak in a medicinal bath, which not only prevented his body from collapsing but also helped it recover and become stronger. His body, especially his arms and hands, was constantly transforming and becoming more powerful.
In the evening, he would rest, have dinner with his younger brother, play with him, read some books, and then go to sleep.
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It seemed tiring, but in reality, it was like the hard work of a commoner for a day. After getting used to it, it felt normal. Dongber Xueying could feel his spear technique continuously improving, and his body becoming stronger, making him not only not tired but increasingly enjoying it.
Even when practicing the spear technique, he would smile, occasionally stopping to frown and think deeply, clearly immersed in the subtleties of the spear technique... This made his spear technique improve at an astonishing speed.
...
Two years later, in winter.
Snow was falling heavily.
A valiant young man was holding a black long spear, practicing thrusting. A servant held a shield wrapped in thick animal fur and cotton, which made it look very bulky. Without the fur and cotton to absorb the force, the servant couldn't withstand the impact.
The servant dodged left and right, but Dongber Xueying suddenly thrust the spear. The long spear, like a dragon, rotated and whistled as it struck the shield. The servant felt the force transmitted through the shield, causing his entire body to shake. The thrust was manageable, but the sweeping and splitting were even more powerful.
"Master, I can't dodge at all," the sturdy servant said with a pained expression.
"Every time you dodge successfully, you get a silver coin. Practice well," Dongber Xueying said. The other servants looked envious. A silver coin was equivalent to a month's income. In the early days, some servants occasionally managed to dodge successfully, and Dongber Xueying had distributed several hundred silver coins. But later, getting a silver coin became very difficult.
"My spear technique hasn't improved for some time. The powerful thrust has reached a bottleneck," Dongber Xueying muttered to himself. "According to the manual of the Xuanbing Knight, should I start practicing 'retraction'?"
The power must be able to be released and retracted!
Suddenly—
"Master, master, something's wrong, something's wrong," a female servant rushed into the training ground, panicking.
Dongber Xueying's heart trembled, and he immediately asked, "What happened?"
"It's Lord Zong Ling. Lord Zong Ling is seriously injured," the servant said, "He's bleeding."
"Uncle Zong!"
Dongber Xueying was shocked. These past two years, Uncle Zong had been handling all the trivial matters in the territory, allowing him to focus entirely on his spear technique. "Where is Uncle Zong now?"
"At Lord Zong Ling's residence. Commander Tong is there too," the servant said.
Dongber Xueying put down the long spear and immediately ran to Uncle Zong's residence.