Evil dragon has a warm heart-Chapter 165 - 164 Minor Circulation Perfection

Chapter 165: Chapter 164: Minor Circulation Perfection

Chapter 165 -164: Minor Circulation Perfection

“Mr. Russel, Training Ground One is available for your use. If you require knights for sparring, we have ten armed knights of varying levels of training here, along with three great knights, for you to choose from,” the person in charge of the training grounds said enthusiastically.

Not only because Russel was the grandson of Earl Merlin but also because the news of Russel owning two little sprites had spread.

When a young lord of nobility has two little sprites,

his efforts could likely earn him a higher rank of nobility. If one generation’s efforts were not enough, there was the next.

Having sprites meant having hope.

As for whether the Grand Duchy would have an additional baron in several decades, no one could say for sure. But that didn’t stop the person in charge of the training grounds from being optimistic about Russel’s prospects.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Please let me know if you need anything,” the person in charge responded.

For the remainder of the time, Russel was undisturbed.

Baron Romand and his wife, along with Viscount Mejie and his wife, took Lola to the nearby hot springs to enjoy the warmth bestowed by the great dragon.

Roland had said he would return in the morning but was clearly lost in the pleasures of love and nowhere to be seen.

Rolin and Cooper had gone to visit relatives and had not yet returned.

So within Bluebird Castle, aside from Earl Merlin, only Mel and Russel, the two brothers, remained. Mel was also restless, and after parting with Russel, it was unclear where he had gone, though he might have sought out Earl Merlin.

Certainly, the grandfather and grandson would have to discuss Lord Medikalun’s situation together.

But none of this concerned Russel anymore.

He was wholly focused on his training.

With the fine steel longsword in hand, he continued the previous method of training, diligently practicing each move of the “Radiant Swordsmanship Technique”. The main meridians in his arms had already been opened, so now the sword moves he practiced were mainly to guide the battle qi to open the main meridians in his legs.

However, at this moment, just as he began to swing his longsword, he felt something different.

The battle qi inside his body, originally like a trickling stream, had always been a challenging task to carve out meridians, even with the guidance of battle qi techniques.

But now he experienced a completely new sensation.

The battle qi drawn by the sword moves wielded by his hand, at the same time, brought forth a large amount of warm energy from his limbs and body.

This warm energy directly enveloped Russel’s battle qi, and then the trickling stream turned into a ferocious flood.

Boom!

As he executed a sword move and his body leapt up, Russel felt as if his legs were being pricked by dense needles, both sore and numb.

The warm energy covering his battle qi surged downward, disregarding the blockages in his legs and directly opening up the left and right main meridians. This warm energy continued to mend the damage caused by the forceful opening of the meridians, firmly solidifying them.

In just a few breaths’ time, the newly carved main meridians in his legs were as tough as if they had been laboriously opened over months or years.

“This…”

Russel was overwhelmingly elated.

He had been prepared for three to five years of hard cultivation to advance solidly towards becoming a great knight, but who would have thought that a gift from a bipedal flying dragon would suddenly pave a bright path ahead of him?

“No wonder everyone wants to ride dragons… Who wouldn’t want such an experience!”

Taking a deep breath, Russel no longer allowed himself to be distracted, and since the main meridians in his legs were now open, he continued to the next main meridian.

While the power of the Origin Dragon’s Breath was still potent, he resolved to complete the task!

With one slash of his sword, the main meridian in his neck was penetrated, another sweep and the lumbar main meridian was open, followed by a sweeping sword around his body to throw open the dorsal main meridian. The warm energy was still fierce, and without a pause, Russel continued thrusting his sword.

Puff!

“Ha!”

It felt as if someone was forcefully kneading her face, an indescribably sour and tingling sensation, but after Russell endured it, he suddenly felt the chief meridians of his face clear up.

Until now.

The chief meridians of the torso, arms, legs, neck, lumbar spine, and back, along with those of the head and face, a total of seven sets of chief meridians, were all thoroughly penetrated and unobstructed.

Under the warmth of Battle Qi, in the pathways formed by these seven sets of chief meridians, it cycled three times in one breath.

Repairing all the hidden injuries and breaks within the chief meridians, it gradually cooled down.

With the warm sensation vanished, the Battle Qi also ceased its torrential flood-like state, returning to its previous gentle stream.

However, its overall quantity had increased at least tenfold.

Both the quality and quantity had significantly surpassed the previous levels, catapulting Russell’s progress in cultivating Battle Qi directly to the realm of Minor Circulation Perfection, where all the chief meridians were penetrated, starting to excavate the smaller meridians.

“Three years, I’ve saved at least three years of arduous practice!”

Although the warm sensation was completely expended, leaving his body suddenly empty, Russell quickly adapted to his current state.

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“Next, I will use one year… no, half a year to excavate all the small meridians and then penetrate the Grand Circulation to advance to a Great Knight!” laughed Russell exuberantly, swinging his fine steel longsword and executing the “Radiant Swordsmanship Technique” in its entirety.

With all the chief meridians penetrated, he no longer needed to repetitively practice each and every move, millions of times.

He could now execute the “Radiant Swordsmanship Technique” in full.

“After millions of repetitions, I should not only be able to penetrate all the fine meridians, but I believe I will also be able to comprehend the swordsmanship’s secret technique!”

The swordsmanship that Russell displayed became faster and faster, until he soon resembled a butterfly in flight.

Every move was perfectly integrated.

His entire being had entered the realm of self-forgetfulness.

By the window of the main tower’s master bedroom at Bluebird Castle, Count Merlin, for some reason, had already been standing by the window, watching Russell, who was immersed in his training.

Beside Count Merlin was none other than Cousin Mel.

“Grandfather, Russell’s swordsmanship seems quite good. Although it’s not very clear from here, his posture is quite elegant,” said Mel.

“It’s not just ‘quite good,’ it is astonishing.”

“Ah?”

“Even with my swordsmanship, I might not be better than Russell,” stated Count Merlin, whose vision was extraordinary due to the circulation of the Dragon Breath within him, allowing him to see much clearer than Mel. “He is just one step away from rivaling those swordsmanship masters.”

“How is that possible!” Mel was incredulous.

“That’s talent. Your talent lies in Battle Qi cultivation, but you’ve been lazy in practicing martial skills of Battle Qi. Especially the basic ones like ‘Radiant Swordsmanship Skill.’ You young people nowadays are unwilling to put in the hard work.”

Count Merlin expressed his sentiment, “You all are too focused on external Battle Qi release. How can you solidify the basics of swordsmanship? If even the basics are not sound, there’s no talking about refining your sword technique further.”

“It’s not that I’m unwilling to diligently practice swordsmanship, grandfather, it’s just that the gains from swordsmanship itself aren’t high. The external release of Battle Qi, Prime Breath Greatsword Skill, those yield far greater benefits than tirelessly practicing sword technique,” Mel justified softly.

“Only an ordinary knight would think that way. If you become a Dragon Knight, then you will understand the true significance of swordsmanship.”

Count Merlin said no more, only adding with satisfaction, “I previously thought that Russell only inherited our family’s looks, but it turns out he has inherited our family’s talent as well. This truly gratifies my heart!”

Mel blinked, thinking to himself, “Our family doesn’t seem to have any swordsmanship talents to pass down, does it?”

As this thought surfaced, it was replaced by surprise.

There, in Training Ground No. 1, Russell, wielding his fine steel longsword, executed a fierce slash forward as his sword technique neared completion.

In an instant, a faint white sword aura burst forth from the fine steel longsword, slashing a distance of more than a meter.

“Battle Qi release!”