After sensing the Qi and blood he could mobilize, he cautiously replied, "I can currently mobilize about 75% of my Qi and blood."
Li Changsheng nodded in satisfaction after hearing his answer. Zhang Haoran's Comprehension Ability was quite good. "Do you understand now?"
When Li Changsheng asked, he already understood a little. Anyway, he wasn't afraid of making a fool of himself in front of Li Changsheng, so he boldly spoke his thoughts. "My understanding is that the Qi and blood that can be mobilized are not necessarily the Qi and blood that can be controlled. So, for my so-called 75%, I don't know how much can actually be controlled."
Li Changsheng thought about it. Zhang Haoran was only First Rank, so there were some things he really couldn't teach him. But he had indeed touched upon it.
This also made Li Changsheng scratch his head. So, Li Changsheng didn't explain to him. He directly extended one finger.
He directly released 10 units of Qi and blood. He had thought Li Changsheng was going to demonstrate splitting Qi and blood for him.
However, something that left him dumbfounded happened. These ten units of Qi and blood slowly transformed into the shape of a small sword. Then, it turned into a knife.
Finally, these ten units of Qi and blood transformed into a small sword and pierced towards Li Changsheng's arm, directly merging into it.
Zhang Haoran stared at Li Changsheng's finger, stunned stunned in a daze. It took him a while to recover.
So that's how it was. He mobilized ten units of Qi and blood within his body, concentrating them towards his finger. Although he couldn't achieve external release of Qi and blood, he could still control its movement within his body.
Zhang Haoran used the Qi and blood condensation method, attempting to condense it into a sword. He could do this much. But to make this sword not harm himself, he didn't know if he could achieve it.
This was the difference between quality and quantity. Perhaps, the attacks unleashed by two people both contained ten units of Qi and blood.
But the resulting attack effects might not be the same.
However, for Zhang Haoran, today's gains were still very significant. At least he had a direction.
Perhaps one day, he too could achieve the feat of unleashing the power of 20 units of Qi and blood with just ten units.
He stood up and thanked Li Changsheng. He felt like he understood a bit more now. No matter how much he thought, it was better to go back and practice.
Li Changsheng nodded and casually said, "Go back and carefully study Chang Sheng Swordplay."
Zhang Haoran nodded and continued to walk out of the Logistics Department.
Back in his dorm, he first went to the trading market to restock. He had sold 20 bottles of Peiyuan Pill during this period.
After restocking, he came to the Martial Arts Arena. He materialized his treasured sword and began to practice Chang Sheng Swordplay, one sword strike after another. He was now too embarrassed to call it Haoran Swordplay.
Only when he truly mastered it would it be Haoran Swordplay.
Theoretically, he understood roughly what was going on. The rest was just practice. After hundreds or thousands of slashes, he would gradually understand everything.
With each sword strike, he mobilized a hundred units of Qi and blood, but this time, he consciously concentrated the Qi and blood in a specific section.
For example, the sword tip, the blade. Although Zhang Haoran couldn't do it now, he would do as much as he could. He couldn't concentrate all one hundred units of Qi and blood on the sword tip.
But he tried his best to compress it; concentrated things were always the essence.
After practicing for a while, he felt that the dummy was not helping him much.
He felt he needed something more intuitive. So, Zhang Haoran ran to the South District and found a rocky beach near the sea.
He condensed 30 units of Qi and blood onto his long sword, trying to concentrate the Qi and blood on the blade as much as possible.
He swung his sword at a rock in front of him. The rock was cut in half by one sword strike, but the cut was not as smooth as Zhang Haoran had imagined; instead, it was jagged.
He activated the badge in his mind and began to continuously analyze the records in Chang Sheng Swordplay.
Then he started cutting rocks one by one, constantly adjusting. Gradually, the rocks Zhang Haoran cut became smoother and smoother.
He continuously swung his sword and adjusted.
He swung his sword at a rock in front of him, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. He had finally found a bit of a feeling.
Then Zhang Haoran found a relatively large rock. He still swung his sword at it, but this time, the sword only cut halfway through.
This was it, this was what he wanted.
If he could unleash 30 units of Qi and blood with the same attack and cut this rock in half with one sword, it would mean he had succeeded.
With a goal, practicing became more motivating. And Chang Sheng Swordplay, unknowingly to Zhang Haoran, had reached Major Achievement.
The Chang Sheng Swordplay, having reached Major Achievement, could cut two-thirds of the way into a rock with one sword, indicating he was on the right Dao.
He then curled the fingers of his left hand into a claw. He clawed at the rock, also with 30 units of Qi and blood, yet he easily gouged out five smooth, round holes in the rock.
Zhang Haoran continued to hack at the rock for a while, noticing that progress was already very small.
Today, Li Changsheng gave a demonstration, he analyzed it himself, and then he practiced diligently. Even if it wasn't an Epiphany, it had a significant effect.
However, to make further progress, he could only rely on diligent practice. That was not something that could be achieved overnight.
His subsequent practice was no longer limited to Chang Sheng Swordplay. Basic Sword Technique and Zhang Haoran's other Martial Arts School techniques were all picked up again, re-practiced, and carefully experienced.
The next day, he called Liu Mengyao. Beep, beep. The call connected quickly. At this moment, Liu Mengyao's clear voice came from the phone: "Oh. Isn't this our Genius Junior Brother? What do you need your Senior Sister for today?"
Zhang Haoran hadn't expected Liu Mengyao to have such a lively side. But he really did need to find Liu Mengyao today.
"Senior Sister, you are a top student from the Manufacturing Academy, right? I just wanted to ask Senior Sister for help with modifying some items. Also, I might need some custom-made things, which will all trouble Senior Sister. It's just that these items are not convenient to take directly to your Manufacturing Academy. How about you check your schedule, and we can arrange a place."
"You're living in the freshman dorms now, right? Building 1, what's the specific room number? Or I can come find you."
Liu Mengyao readily agreed.
Zhang Haoran reported his room number.
He took out two guns from his storage space, along with the corresponding bullets.
He wanted to modify these two guns, or rather, make two new ones. Then, the bullet power would be increased, and the warheads would all be replaced with alloy ones.
He had a plan in mind. This required conventional weapons that could threaten a Third Rank.
There were many in the mall, but they were not suitable for use.
Soon, a knock sounded. Zhang Haoran let Liu Mengyao into his room.
He opened the refrigerator.
"Senior Sister, what would you like to drink? Green tea, cola, juice."
"Cola, then."
Zhang Haoran took out two cans of cola and handed one to Liu Mengyao.
Liu Mengyao spoke first: "Tell me, what do you want me to custom-make? Since you're my Junior Brother, this time it's on the house."
He pointed to the two guns on the table.
"Here, these two guns. I want to modify them to increase their power. The bullets also need to be changed; the warheads can be made of alloy. As for whether the propellant needs to be changed, I don't know. As for how to modify them, you're the professional in this area, so I'll listen to Senior Sister. My requirement is that they must at least be able to threaten a Third Rank."
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