Ye Chen took a deep breath and cleared his mind. Effortlessly, he began the movements of the Cloudfall Sword Arts, over and over again.
The first stage, the second, …, the seventh.
The first stage, the second, …, the seventh.
…
After repeating this ten times, Ye Chen was finally able to comprehend the eighth routine “Walking on a River of Clouds”.
The great steel sword in his hand gave off a blurry white sheen, just like the clouds in the sky suddenly running like water in a river, condensing then splitting, condensing then splitting, condesning then splitting…
As Ye Chen continued, the Qi inside of Ye Chen started to slowly increase its speed, just like the running river, continuously completing one loop after another, flowing up through his meridians before coming back to his lower abdomen then running right back out again.
Hm?
Suddenly, Ye Chen felt something change in his lower abdomen.