Martial Arts are Too Involuted, and If You are Not Careful, You Can Quickly Pass the High Martial Arts

118: Stellar class? Breaking the record!“Is this little guy… addicted to playing again?”

Gu Chunqiu fell into deep thought as he watched Ye Chen constantly touch the Ninth-Grade Spiritual Sword, only to quickly let go.

Within the Sword Graveyard, Sword Qi was isolated, and there were Spirit Swords of transcendent Rank standing within it, making it impossible for them to see the anomaly around Ye Chen; they could only vaguely see Ye Chen’s figure approaching a Ninth-Grade Spiritual Sword, then quickly releasing it.

This scene, however, appeared in their vision as Ye Chen continuously playing with these Ninth-Grade Spiritual Swords.

Li Chengfeng’s mouth twitched slightly, and after rubbing his forehead, he slowly said, “This brat… Fine, once he comes out, I’ll properly teach him a lesson!”

Normally, all swordsmen who entered the Sword Graveyard would rush towards the best Spirit Sword without hesitation, getting a result directly.

At most, it would take a dozen minutes.

But for Ye Chen… it had already been almost an hour, and he was still in the Sword Graveyard, completely looking like he was just playing around.

This made both Li Chengfeng and Gu Chunqiu feel somewhat tormented.

It was like everyone was watching your performance on an exam, waiting for you to complete the last few bonus questions, but you insisted on wasting time on the easy ones.

Wasn’t this tormenting people?

Gu Chunqiu nodded in agreement, but could only sigh silently in his heart, then continued to watch Ye Chen’s performance… As time passed, Ye Chen had already completely absorbed all the Spirit Sword power from the Ninth-Grade Spiritual Swords.

With a thought, the System panel appeared in Ye Chen’s vision.

name: Ye Chen

cultivation: Golden Body Warrior (12/100)

Wu Qian Breathing Technique: Beginner (2/100)

Flowing Light Phantom Step: (99/100)

Myriad Tribulations Sword Art: (99/100)

Sword Intent Domain: First-Rank (65/100)

“The difficulty of raising Sword Intent Domain has increased; even a Ninth-Grade Spiritual Sword can only increase proficiency by a little, and now all the Ninth-Grade Spiritual Swords in the Sword Graveyard have been absorbed by me.”

“Now, only… those nine transcendent Rank Spirit Swords remain.”

As Ye Chen spoke, his gaze turned to the nine Spirit Swords quietly embedded at the highest point of the Sword Graveyard.

“The Myriad Tribulations Sword Art has not yet successfully evolved; it seems the opportunity must be within these nine Spirit Swords.”

Thinking this, Ye Chen wasted no time, taking a step forward to stand before the closest transcendent Ninth-Rank Spirit Sword.

This was a golden-glowing blade, with shimmering gilded light on its surface; merely standing before this blade, one could feel the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi becoming unusually volatile, as if it could shatter Ye Chen into pieces at any moment.

“Hmm? Has this kid finally reached the location of the nine swords?”

Gu Chunqiu and Li Chengfeng’s eyes gradually brightened as Ye Chen arrived at the place of the nine swords.

Their eyes held a hint of anticipation.

They then saw Ye Chen reach out and grasp the first transcendent Ninth-Rank Spirit Sword.

“Thousand Feather Sword! One of the nine transcendent Ninth-Rank Spirit Swords in the Sword Graveyard, and also the easiest transcendent Rank Spirit Sword among the current nine swords to gain recognition. Ye Chen should have a good chance of gaining its recognition.”

Li Chengfeng couldn’t help but blurt this out when he saw the scene.

Gu Chunqiu, beside him, also nodded in agreement.

Both knew very well that with Ye Chen’s talent, while he might not gain the recognition of all Spirit Swords, two or three were certainly achievable.

Indeed, the moment Ye Chen’s hand grasped the Thousand Feather Sword, the Thousand Feather Sword Spirit suddenly manifested, transforming into an expressionless middle-aged man who directly attacked Ye Chen.

However… “Get lost, you bastard!”

A cursing voice rang out from above the Sword Graveyard.

The next moment, Ye Chen was seen delivering a powerful slap to the face of the Thousand Feather Sword Spirit.

He forcefully shattered the spiritual body of the Thousand Feather Sword Spirit.

Immediately after, the Thousand Feather Sword became calm.

Gu Chunqiu and Li Chengfeng both fell silent.

“Was this child… always so irritable since he was little?”

Gu Chunqiu felt a vein throbbing in his forehead.

As a sword refiner, these transcendent Rank Spirit Swords were like sacred existences in his eyes, to be treated with respect.

But this brat Ye Chen, with one big slap, showed no respect whatsoever.

This made a surge of anger burn in Gu Chunqiu’s heart.

Li Chengfeng, sensing Gu Chunqiu’s faint anger, couldn’t help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

“Wow, this guy is really fierce! Even fiercer than I was back then!”

Li Chengfeng couldn’t help but think to himself.

At this moment, after suppressing the Thousand Feather Sword, Ye Chen also unhesitatingly absorbed the Spirit Sword power within the Thousand Feather Sword.

[Absorbed Star Sword Power, Sword Intent Domain proficiency +15!]

[Absorbed Star Sword Power, Myriad Tribulations Sword Art advanced to Star Sword Art!]

In an instant, two lines of text appeared in Ye Chen’s vision.

A sharp gleam shot out from Ye Chen’s eyes.

“This is… it advanced to an Eighth-Rank Sword Art!”

Excitement surfaced in Ye Chen’s eyes.

An Eighth-Rank Sword Art!

Looking at the entire Great Xia, it was considered a top-tier Sword Art; even if it wasn’t the number one Sword Art Li Chengfeng spoke of, for most swordsmen, it was something unattainable.

“Wait, Star Sword Power? Not Spirit Sword power?”

“Could it be that… transcendent Rank Spirit Swords… their Rank has also undergone a huge change, and they should be called… Star-Rank?”

Ye Chen scratched the back of his head, then unhesitatingly cast the thought aside.

“Who cares, as long as it can improve my Sword Intent Domain, it’s a good thing!”

Ye Chen chuckled, directly stepping over the Thousand Feather Sword and walking towards the next Star-Rank Sharp Weapon.

Just like how he dealt with the Thousand Feather Sword earlier, the moment the Sword Spirit appeared, Ye Chen would deliver a powerful slap, easily suppressing it.

Then he happily absorbed the Star Sword Power.

As time passed, more and more Star Sword Power from Star-Rank Sharp Weapons was absorbed by Ye Chen.

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

The number continued to increase, and Ye Chen’s absorption speed did not slow down at all; instead, it became even faster.

Outside the Sword Graveyard, Li Chengfeng watched this scene, the bright light in his eyes growing more intense.

However, Gu Chunqiu’s face grew darker and darker as Ye Chen suppressed each Star Sharp Weapon one by one.

“This child… this child simply disrespects these divine Sharp Weapons!”

When Gu Chunqiu saw Ye Chen suppress the sixth Star Sharp Weapon in an extremely brutal manner, he could no longer hold back and immediately roared.

“Cough, cough, cough, Junior Martial Uncle… you can’t say that. You treat these divine Sharp Weapons with such reverence, but you haven’t seen them submit to you!”

Li Chengfeng coughed and then consoled him.

However, this single sentence instantly made Gu Chunqiu’s beard bristle and his eyes widen.

“What the hell do you know! You brute!”

Li Chengfeng’s mouth twitched slightly, thinking, “Yes, yes, yes, I’m not a sword refiner, so of course I don’t know anything about hammers.”

But Li Chengfeng still changed the subject.

“Cough, cough, Junior Martial Uncle, haven’t you noticed that Ye Chen has already gained the recognition of six transcendent Ninth-Rank Spirit Swords?”

At these words, Gu Chunqiu’s attention was indeed diverted.

Gu Chunqiu looked closely, then froze.

“Six… six already?”

Gu Chunqiu was stunned; one must know that even his Senior Brother, rumored to be the one most likely to become the Great Xia Sword Pillar, had only gained the recognition of seven Spirit Swords.

And that record was already the highest in the Sword Graveyard’s history.

Now, Ye Chen… was already beginning to touch the seventh Spirit Sword.

“This child… could he possibly match my Senior Brother’s record!”

Gu Chunqiu couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

Li Chengfeng, on the other hand, had eyes full of excited gleam: “No, I think… he can break my teacher’s record!”

Li Chengfeng said excitedly, a hint of anticipation added to his gaze towards Ye Chen.

Gu Chunqiu wanted to speak but stopped, only fixing his gaze on Ye Chen… “The seventh one!”

Ye Chen reached out and touched the seventh Star-Rank Sharp Weapon; in an instant, the Sword Spirit reappeared.

Ye Chen had already gained experience and, almost automatically, slapped it away with a palm.

Bang!

A terrifying burst of energy erupted, stirring up a storm within the Sword Graveyard.

In an instant, the Sword Spirit of the seventh Star-Rank Sharp Weapon also shattered.

Ye Chen once again absorbed the Star Sword Power.

“This… it matched so easily?”

When Gu Chunqiu saw this scene, his entire face became somewhat unnatural.

He hadn’t expected that these transcendent Ninth-Rank Spirit Swords would be so easily suppressed and forced to recognize Ye Chen in his presence.

He couldn’t help but recall the great price his Senior Brother had paid to gain the recognition of that seventh Spirit Sword.

Yet, in front of Ye Chen… it was as easy and comfortable as drinking water.

“I knew it… this little guy wouldn’t disappoint me!”

Li Chengfeng’s eyes gleamed as he clenched his fists and couldn’t help but say.

As their voices faded, Ye Chen’s figure arrived before the eighth Spirit Sword.

Gu Chunqiu said in a deep voice at this moment.

“The eighth Spirit Sword, the difficulty of its recognition is several times that of the seventh; even my Senior Brother only lasted for a minute…”

However, no sooner had Gu Chunqiu’s voice fallen than a muffled thud exploded from the high reaches of the Sword Graveyard; the Sword Spirit of the eighth Spirit Sword had just appeared and was instantly shattered.

In an instant, Li Chengfeng couldn’t help but look at Gu Chunqiu, and after a moment of hesitation, he slowly said.

“Junior Martial Uncle… what were you about to say?”