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Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master
Chapter 185 Executing The Three TechniquesThe names might change between this world and the higher world he lived once at. However even if the names changed, the same principles still applied.
John sighed inwardly when he heard William's words. He hoped for William to just help him with the skills without the need to execute them. As William persisted, John couldn't escape his expected demise from his viewpoint.
John was indeed overthinking things. It was just as William said, his strength was far from the master and his techniques couldn't bring any harm at all to the buildings around.
William watched John executing his three techniques and frowned. He recognised parts of these techniques, but for a reason they seemed amiss.
The first one which John called the muddy step was supposed to be an evasion technique. It worked by activating the spirit power starting from the torso region and down to the legs.
By moving around in steady steps and in an irregular path, anyone looking at the spirit master performing it would mistake him for running with legs planted deep in mud.
William was familiar with this technique as it was also a basic and common technique in the outside world. However, the way John performed it made William feel something was indeed wrong in this technique.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe muddy step depended entirely over the course one's legs would take while evading. From the look of it, William could easily deduct the path John was taking to escape.
It wasn't irregular or unpredictable as it should be, it was all plain obvious to him.
And if that was the technique taught in the academy then it meant it was worthless. An evasion technique that depended entirely over the mysteriousness of its trajectory ended up getting read by the enemy wasn't an evasive technique at all.
And before William would think about why the academy would teach such a faulty technique, the next one gave him another surprise.
And it wasn't a pleasant one. The second technique John performed was the iron hoof leg.
It was an offensive technique where one would turn the lower part of his leg starting from the ankle joint into a piece of sturdy iron. Waving it around and kicking enemies would end up bringing more damage than normal kicks indeed.
But the core of this technique depended on controlling the area where spirit masters would turn into iron. The smaller the area the stronger the technique. However, that wasn't what John was displaying right now. The entire leg of John turned slightly red, while even part of his torso turned red as well.
The real technique William was familiar with would turn one's foot into a solidified silver white coloured iron cladded foot. The one that John was executing at the moment was full of weakness and didn't even rise up to the basic standards of such decent offensive technique.
William knew there was a gap between this world and the world outside. But even with such a gap the difference shouldn't be this massive.
It didn't look like a difference in strength or talent, not even a difference in how to execute the technique, it was a difference between what was right and what was wrong.
Red was a sign of copper not iron, and that meant it was fragile and weak, lacking enough strength and would bring the attacking spirit master harm that shouldn't even exist!
The execution of this technique turned it from a fairly decent one into such a miserable and failed one. If you compared the two, then one was like diamond and the other was glass.
William looked in a weird way towards John. He couldn't tell if this lad learnt the wrong techniques just because he was a commoner and without backing or if there was really something wrong in the academy.
Yet when he saw the third technique, William was sure something was indeed wrong in the academy. There was no way a spirit master would be taught three faulted techniques and not noticed by any master.
The third technique was the long whip kick. It was a simple technique where one would move his leg around and kick it like it was a whip, using speed to generate more damage.
The word long described the process where the kick would hit someone even from further away from the spirit master.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe trick was simple. The main focus of this technique relied not only over the leg which was moving to hit, but surprisingly over the other leg standing on the ground.
Using it as a base, the spirit master should move fast on the ground and provide support to their body and allow them to hit any target far away from them.
And like a whip, the spirit master could repeatedly hit the target many times in a very short period, without taking a single break.
However what William saw right now could be considered an insult to such a technique.
John simply used his leg reach, attacking the targets only reachable by his leg length. He didn't even depend on the other leg to do anything, making it look like he stood there and kept whipping the enemy nonstop.
It looked perfect, but in William's eyes it was lacking a lot, lacking what turned such a technique to place pressure over the enemies, even if they weren't close to oneself.
William could only sigh before moving his eyes around, not knowing what he should say or from where he should start.
He knew he said before that he'd help him get stronger fast. However, that was in case when he just used the right techniques and he just needed to modify it for a little bit.
Unlike what he expected, there were too many mistakes in the techniques John practised. William couldn't help but lament this kid's bad luck, or perhaps his luck was good to come and ask for his guidance at this moment.
"What do you think? Can you help me?" John spoke in a tone that was filled with tons of expectations. He had his eyes fixed over William in such anticipation for something magical to happen.
William inwardly sighed, not knowing how to bring the bad news over to this good lad.