Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 1087

Darren was still in the middle of practicing. He concentrated all his attention on practicing the Body Weaponizing. He had no idea what had happened on the other side of the battle space.

However, that did not mean that the guardian did not know what had happened.

Actually, the guardian had already figured it all out when the four black iron coffins landed.

But the guardian was formed by rules and was only around to answer questions. He did not care about anything else.

"Well... Let's see.

Body Weaponizing is also divided into nine different grades. The one who can truly grasp the ninth grade can turn into an otherworldly divine weapon!"

That was what made this cultivation method unique and what enabled the cultivators to become warriors that bested even top masters.

The force of Darren's body couldn't be increased by much if he only used an extraordinarily divine weapon. However, if his body itself were the divine weapon, then things would be much different.

If he succeeded, he would become a legendary weapon that was capable of thought. He would be even stronger than Todd, the God of Sword!

However, it was by no means easy to be able to turn a body into a weapon, because this cultivation method could not be mastered simply by relying on the cultivators' comprehension.

To succeed in grasping this skill, one needed to have a special bloodline. Only one of the Ancient Families, the Ji Clan, possessed this kind of blood power from their ancestors. However, after generations of Ji family members had been born, their special blood was no longer pure enough to practice the advanced stage of this legendary cultivation method.

Darren was stumped by the fact that a special bloodline was needed to cultivate the skill.

"If I force myself to comprehend the skill and break the limit of my own blood power, would it be possible for me to grasp the skill?" Darren pondered.

The reason why specific blood power was necessary for learning the skill was because the man who had created it only wanted those with his blood to be able to use it. It was meant only for his successors.

"Let me try to comprehend the first grade."

Darren was able to master the first grade of the cultivation method. As long as his blood power was motivated, he had the chance to transform into a weapon.

The first grade was easy, but it was a vital step.

This grade of the cultivation method would determine what kind of weapon the warrior could be transformed into.

"Since I'm specializing in the Blade and Sword Cultivation, I can choose between a blade or a sword."

Darren had been practicing both the sword and blade skills. Either one would be a good choice.

However, Darren did not know which one he should pick.

Each weapon had its own unique advantage.

The sword was fierce and mighty, with strong penetrating power. The blade was powerful and majestic, with destructive power.

Suddenly, an idea dawned on Darren.

"Since I cultivate both the sword and the blade skills, why don't I try turning into a weapon that would combine them?"

Darren smiled. If he managed to turn his body into a sword and a blade at the same time, then this cultivation method would have immense power!

"Ho, the first grade of Body Weaponizing! Transform!"

Darren yelled, drawing on the skill to change his body. Sword intent and blade intent emerged from his body and surrounded him.

Under the impact of the magical skill, the sword intent began to cover Darren's body. Suddenly, the blade intent did the same thing.

"Oh, my God!"

Darren suddenly let out a cry of pain. Hundreds of wounds had appeared on his body, and his blood gushed out freely.

"No way. Without the support of the bloodline, the blade and sword intents will disperse and wound me!"

The blade and sword intents were not under Darren's control when they were guided by the power of the skill. They would hurt him even further if they got out of control.

'What if I use my power to suppress the blade and sword intents before they dissipate?' Darren thought.

On the other side of the Virtual Battle Space

Shura's long hair flew in the air. The killing intent inside him exploded. His cold eyes were staring at the shadow of the Shura ancestor.

"How dare you betray me?!"