Chapter 158 Spear Vibration Technique

One must admit, at the very beginning, Pang Ding was truly a master of cunning calculation. First, he scattered the ancient wizard relics he had acquired, exchanging them for money to spend. When the time was right, he planned to return, joining the group that had gathered several magical artifacts, and together infiltrate the Unspeakable Realm.

Or, to be even more unscrupulous, he might seize a few items, sell them at exorbitant prices, and reap a wave of profits from unsuspecting buyers—perhaps even repeat the cycle endlessly. By stretching this process indefinitely, continuous profit could be secured.

Tsk tsk...

But no matter how clever he was, he never anticipated that he would attract the attention of the descendants of the divine race, who would seize everything in one fell swoop.

All four magical artifacts were taken, transformed directly into a key.

What was even more unimaginable was that Pang Ding himself found this key!

“Hellfire!”

Within the Unspeakable Realm, Luoyong pressed one hand onto the head of a monster, pinning it to the ground. With a loud shout, an overwhelming energy burst from his palm. The ground within a radius of ten feet cracked open with fiery red fissures, as if standing atop molten lava about to erupt.

Boom!

A furious blaze rose, engulfing a ten-foot radius, reducing the monster to ashes. Meanwhile, runes flickered around Luoyong’s body, yet he remained unharmed. He did not even feel the heat of the raging flames.

Roar!

A monster standing somewhat farther away—the only one still alive—retreated two steps, then let out a furious roar before lunging at Luoyong again.

Luoyong no longer cared why his disguise skills had failed; he simply assumed the realm was special and that his abilities were suppressed. It mattered little.

He was here for only one purpose: to become stronger!

Hellfire!

Within ten feet, that was Luoyong’s attack range.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, Luoyong pressed his hand upon another monster’s head, feeling the ferocity of its resistance up close.

Boom!

Flames surged again, turning the entire creature to ash. Its lingering spirit howled and struggled, but it was futile.

“Using skills like this really feels amazing.”

Having said this, Luoyong picked up the gem that the monster had dropped and continued forward.

Behind him lay a scattered collection of gems—some larger than a fist, others the size of eggs.

“Gunshake Technique!”

Facing a group of monsters blocking his path, Luoyong swung his spear, shattering more than ten creatures in rapid succession.

However, something felt off about this move.

Gunshake Technique was not meant to be used this way.

A rapier was easier to shake, while a spear was suited for wide, sweeping motions—charging forward with force and keeping distance.

Gunshake Technique involved shaking the spear to create a flurry of real spear images, unleashing a powerful burst in a short span.

If one’s level was high enough, the skill could be activated directly, but mastering it through practice was quite difficult.

Once perfected, it was truly formidable.

Far stronger than simply unlocking the skill.

Luoyong was still in the practice phase, just beginning, with much distance to cover before mastery.

Swish swish swish!

Against a pack of attacking monsters, Luoyong gave his all but managed only three phantom spear strikes, barely scratching the lead monster.

Meanwhile, the others had closed in, placing Luoyong in grave danger.

“Gravity Spell!”

“Wind Acceleration!”

“Swift Gale Step!”

“Blink!”

“Damn it!!!”

Surrounded, Luoyong struggled to break free, nearly injured.

Though he looked battered and disheveled, he had inflicted no significant damage.

“Training like this is pure masochism!”

Luoyong sighed, staring at the monsters charging again. With steely resolve, he resumed practicing Gunshake Technique.

“Gunshake Technique! Shake out a cluster of tangible spear images ahead!”

“Gravity Spell! Slow the enemy’s advance!”

“Wind Magic! Increase my speed!”

“Swift Gale Step! Short-distance directional changes, thrusts, evasive maneuvers!”

“And finally... Blink!”

Retreating to a safer distance, Luoyong noticed that none of the monsters before him had diminished.

Yet within his heart, a flame of belief ignited.

Every step he took was one closer to Yan Bao’er, the elven maiden!

All his efforts were to rescue her, to fulfill the promise between them!

“For Bao’er!”

“Charge!!!”

“Gunshake Technique—”

At that moment, Luoyong became almost frenzied, breaking the movements down into five distinct steps.

He kept trying, adjusting his motions, attacking from different angles, dodging nimbly amid the monsters’ onslaught.

Swish swish swish!

His form swayed constantly, the spear vibrating rapidly in his hands.

Finally, after some time, he slew all the monsters.

“Still not good enough.”

Looking at their lifeless bodies, Luoyong felt his kill speed was too slow.

At this rate, mastering Gunshake Technique swiftly would be difficult.

“No, I was rushing it. Gunshake Technique isn’t learned like this!”

After some thought, he realized this was a mercenary skill, meant for mercenaries.

Mercenary combat had one defining trait: cohesion and uniformity. Often, everyone performed the same moves together—whether in training or battle.

Sometimes, a single move was all that was needed.

Every simple action could decisively kill!

Gunshake Technique was a combination of these moves, a perfect, seamless execution of lethal motions.

Put plainly, it was man and spear as one—in the hands of a seasoned mercenary, the spear became part of the body, an extension of the self.

In that instant, man was spear, spear was man!

“At that moment, it’s me shaking, not the spear. It’s magic erupting, my body moving swiftly.”

Understanding this, Luoyong decided to break Gunshake Technique into several simple moves.

Then,

Practice each one separately.

Strive to kill with each individual move.

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

Luoyong shouted fiercely, practicing the segmented movements with every shout.

Forward and back, every gesture was far from that of a battle-hardened mercenary…

After nearly a day of relentless practice, Luoyong finally mastered the entire sequence, then pressed onward.

Walking along the suspended stone path, gazing at the distant stars, he had no mood to appreciate the scenery and quickened his pace.

Roar!

Ahead, more monsters appeared.

On a relatively spacious platform.

“Kill!”

As a monster lunged, Luoyong thrust his spear cleanly, piercing it through.

Mercenaries always operated in groups, but when outnumbered, each could stand their ground alone… or so it was hoped.

Many mercenaries perished on missions these days.

Yet those who survived brutal battlefields were not just lucky—they were strong!

“Kill!”

One spear, one kill!

Regardless of the monster’s form or type, a competent mercenary’s duty was swift, precise elimination.

Of course, this was when facing uncontrollable situations. Usually, mercenaries thoroughly understood their missions—what to expect, when to attack or retreat, adapting calmly.

All this hinged on rigorous training.

Though Luoyong was no true mercenary, nor had he ever served in an army, he was a young man not yet nineteen.

He had always trained hard, his body lean and well-proportioned. Upon arriving in this world, he enhanced his physique further; his abilities had grown with his level, incomparable to before.

Even if he joined as a mercenary, he would quickly rank among the best.

In moments, Luoyong dispatched all monsters before him.

From start to finish, he used only one move.

“Indeed, this is the correct way!”

Reflecting on his earlier attempt—shaking out three spear images only to wound but not kill and find himself surrounded—he realized how vital precision was.

Without his survival skills, things would have gone badly.

He might not have died, but the humiliation stung.

Now, facing charging monsters, a single spear thrust was enough to fell one!

“Until I perfect single strikes, I shouldn’t practice rapid sequences…”

Picking up larger gems, Luoyong pressed forward without pause or rest.

The green fruit he had eaten earlier not only dispelled his negative status and dark aura but nourished his body greatly, strengthening his vitality.

Though he had slain some higher-level monsters, any hero capable of this would not tire easily—let alone Luoyong.

He marched relentlessly.

Having found the right method, a blazing fire kindled in his heart. He fought and struggled like a true mercenary, treating this place as his battlefield, determined to see the conflict through!

As time passed, Luoyong mastered the first move, then the second, then the third...

Step by step, he practiced.

After nearly a month, he mastered all the segmented moves of Gunshake Technique.

Each move carried tremendous lethality!

“Roar!!!”

At last, Luoyong reached a wider area, like a small plaza.

Dozens of monsters of varying forms gathered, all glaring fiercely at him.

Among them stood a towering behemoth, as large as a small mountain, surrounded by the others—the apparent leader.

“Gunshake Technique... almost perfected. Let me test its power here!”