High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Chapter 101: Traits, Fierce Slash! (Subscribe please)

"No."

Chen Fan was startled and quickly said, "Uncle Zhang, please don’t."

Zhang Ren said with reluctance, "But this is really unfair to you."

Chen Fan replied firmly, "Uncle Zhang, martial artists’ fights are not like arena competitions; there’s no such thing as fairness. Moreover, the more adverse the situation, the faster the growth."

"Exactly."

Zhang Ren was moved by his words and saw the determination in Chen Fan’s eyes.

He thought to himself, perhaps it is precisely this kind of fearless determination that has allowed him to progress so quickly.

"Then let’s continue."

Chen Fan nodded and secretly felt relieved.

Though he had been constantly suppressed and it was indeed frustrating,

the skill level of his Basic Saber Technique was visibly improving.

12.1%, 12.8%, 13.4%...

Each block increased his skill level by about 0.7%, and the most dramatic improvement came when Zhang Ren unleashed five or six consecutive strikes, raising his skill level by 5.5% in just a few seconds.

If Zhang Ren switched to a saber, his speed would be much slower.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, rekindled his fighting spirit, and charged forward again.

The sound of their blades clashing echoed incessantly.

Within less than ten minutes, Chen Fan felt a warm current rise within him, but before he could fully experience it, it disappeared.

[Basic Saber Technique: Level 3 (0%), Traits: Strong Level 3, Fierce Assault Level 3]

The Basic Saber Technique had leveled up, but no new traits had been unlocked.

However, the Level 3 Fierce Assault trait significantly doubled his saber speed, which was quite a substantial improvement.

"What’s wrong?"

Zhang Ren noticed Chen Fan’s brief hesitation and asked with concern, "Do you need a break?"

"No need."

Chen Fan grinned, surprised by the speed at which his Basic Saber Technique was improving.

It seemed he could achieve his goal tonight, and perhaps even advance one or two more levels.

With a higher Basic Saber Technique level, the time needed to perfect his cultivation technique would be much less.

"Uncle Zhang, here I come."

As he spoke, he charged forward again.

Zhang Ren’s long spear shook as it thrust towards Chen Fan’s chest.

A crisp sound followed.

Chen Fan deflected the long spear and took a quick step forward, closing the distance between them from three meters to about two and a half meters.

"Huh?"

Zhang Ren showed a hint of surprise in his eyes; this kid had gotten faster with his blade?

It reminded him of the last time he sparred with Chen Fan, and the latter had also kept improving during their duel.

But still, thinking he’d break through his inner circle was too ambitious.

He pulled back his spear slightly and immediately launched a series of rapid thrusts. Chen Fan struggled to fend them off, managing to block them all, only to find himself pushed back to over three meters away from Zhang Ren.

"I still need to close the distance."

Chen Fan refocused his attention away from the skill bar.

The previous block against Zhang Ren’s spear had only increased his skill level by 0.3%, which was less than half of the usual amount.

But when he managed to move half a meter closer, each block increased his skill level by nearly 1%!

What if he narrowed the distance to two meters, or even one meter?

Wouldn’t the skill level increase be even greater?

Of course, tricking Uncle Zhang into letting his guard down wouldn’t work. Only genuine skill and effort could close the distance effectively.

After calming his breathing, he charged forward once more.

Zhang Ren smiled. This time, he was ready; there wouldn’t be any chance for the kid.

One minute,

Ten minutes,

Twenty minutes passed,

and nearly every time Chen Fan charged forward, he was stopped at three meters, unable to take even a small step closer.

Only a few times did he manage to get within three meters.

It was indeed difficult.

But each time he did manage to close the distance, the rewards were significant, with skill level increases ranging from 3% to as much as 7-8%.

In just a few attempts, he accumulated nearly 30%.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The spear tip clashed with the blade, and Chen Fan was pushed back several steps, showing a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

So close, just a bit more and he could have closed in.

But at that moment, the familiar warm current surged again, and a strange sensation flooded his heart.

Chen Fan was filled with joy; there was no doubt that the Basic Saber Technique had leveled up again, and it seemed to have unlocked a new trait.

[Basic Saber Technique: Level 4 (0%), Traits: Strong Level 4, Fierce Assault Level 4, Fierce Slash Level 1]

[Fierce Slash: Each level increase boosts saber power by 30%]

"I see."

Chen Fan adjusted his grip and even subtly changed his overall stance, resembling a tiger poised to strike.

"?"

Zhang Ren squinted, seeing a hint of someone else in Chen Fan at that moment.

That person was a friend of his, skilled in saber techniques, whether single, dual, or long saber.

But his forte was the sword and shield skill.

Even in ten bouts, Zhang Ren with his long spear could only win seven at most, often resulting in draws or six wins and four losses.

In tighter spaces, the outcomes could be different.

"Uncle Zhang, here I come."

As Chen Fan announced, he lunged forward.

In the next moment, the spear sped towards him, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Chen Fan slashed from an unimaginable angle with his saber.

"Clang!"

Zhang Ren’s spear trembled violently.

Chen Fan seized the opportunity, taking a quick step forward, closing the distance by half a meter.

Then, suddenly, the wind howled, and the spearhead left several afterimages in the air, stabbing towards him fiercely.

Chen Fan took a deep breath; instead of blocking with the blade, he aimed directly at the spearhead with his saber.

After all, the Fierce Slash trait only activated during offensive moves.

A series of intense clashes echoed, more forceful than before.

"Xiaofan seems to have improved?"

Gao Yang said, wide-eyed.

"Indeed, he was previously suppressed by Old Zhang to the point where he couldn’t lift his head. Now, he is holding his own against him."

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