Afterwards, Murong Huai arrived at an open space in front of the waterfall in Starry Sky Valley and asked:
What training plan did the teacher assign me?
Upon hearing this, Tu Zhen slowly said, "Your Holiness, the Pope instructed you to do a one-hour physical exercise every morning after you get up to improve your physical fitness."
Then practice swordsmanship for another hour to solidify the foundation, after which you can begin cultivating soul power.
"Body tempering? What are the specifics?" Murong Huai asked.
"My subordinate and Qinglan are specifically here to assist the Holy Son in his body tempering. I was fortunate enough to obtain a soul bone, which granted me a gravity control skill."
"According to His Holiness the Pope, you will be required to run, stand in a static posture, etc., under the pressure of gravity," Tu Zhen explained from the side.
Hearing Tu Zhen's words, Murong Huai nodded. Although running is a primitive way of exercising, it does have obvious effects. When combined with gravity, the effect is even stronger.
Moreover, gravity is far superior to carrying heavy objects like stones. Basically, before the age of fifteen, children are in their growth and development period. If they carry heavy objects like stones for a long time during training, it will affect their development and be counterproductive.
Gravity can produce the same or even better effects, and it is very harmless to the human body. Besides, even if there were any harm, the support-type Soul Saint standing next to him is not someone to be trifled with.
"Alright, since that's the case, let's not waste any more time and get started!"
Upon hearing Murong Huai's words, Tu Zhen nodded, then his soul power surged, and his body flashed with a blue light for a moment.
"Soul Bone Skill - Gravity Control!!"
Suddenly, an area within a hundred-meter radius of Murong Huai was enveloped by a peculiar energy, and Murong Huai immediately felt an immense pressure bearing down on him.
Tu Zhen controlled the gravity to gradually decrease, bringing it to a level that Murong Huai could tolerate, roughly twice the normal range. This was not Murong Huai's limit.
It's because Murong Huai needs time to adapt before gradually increasing the amount; reaching the limit at the beginning would be counterproductive.
"Holy Son, the gravity has reached your current tolerance level. Once you have fully adapted, I will increase it again."
Upon hearing this, Murong Huai nodded, feeling the oppressive gravity permeating every part of his body. The pressure was evenly distributed, allowing him to exercise every part of his body.
Next, Murong Huai adjusted his breathing and began to run slowly around the edge of the area within the gravity field. As he ran, the gravity would adjust to a suitable level based on the contraction of his muscles.
This demonstrates a high level of precision in controlling a Soul Skill by a powerful Contra player, confirming that Tu Zhen's strength is among the strongest in the Contra world.
At first, Murong Huai could barely maintain his running speed, but soon, in less than half an hour, his knees bent slightly and his body began to sink. Sweat quickly soaked through his thin clothes, rising in the morning light as a thin white mist.
"Huff...huff..." Rapid breathing echoed through the valley. Murong Huai's steps grew heavier, but he forced himself to quicken his pace.
As time passed, Murong Huai's steps gradually stabilized. Although his body still felt as heavy as lead, his movements began to become fluid. Running under double gravity made the ground tremble slightly with each step.
He felt the tearing sensation in his muscles; although painful, it was also exhilarating. He loved this improvement. Sweat soaked his clothes, but it couldn't stop him.
Half an hour later, Murong Huai finished running. After catching his breath slightly, he came to a plum blossom stake, assumed a horse stance, and stood with his feet shoulder-width apart and his knees slightly bent, as if sitting on an invisible chair. He raised his hands to shoulder height and began practicing the stance.
During Zhan Zhuang (standing meditation), the body remains relatively still, but subtle changes are taking place inside. This allows the muscles to receive moderate exercise, enhancing their strength and endurance. At the same time, it promotes blood circulation and improves the stability of the lower body and legs.
This process was still carried out under the pressure of gravity, and after a while, a burning pain came from his legs, but Murong Huai still persevered. At this moment, he was drenched in sweat, and although he was very tired, his posture remained unchanged, and he gritted his teeth and continued.
"Now that I, Murong Huai, have come to the Douluo Continent, I can no longer be as ordinary as I was in my previous life. If I want to stand at the pinnacle of the world, what is this little pain!"
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As time passed, half an hour later, Murong Huai finished his physical training. Tu Zhen removed the gravity suppression, and Murong Huai, exhausted, swayed and fell backward.
Seeing this, Tu Zhen immediately flashed to Murong Huai's side and caught him. He then looked at Ju Qinglan, who, upon hearing his command, raised her hand, her soul power surging, and a milky-white lotus flower appeared in her hand. Seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black, descended.
"A heart of white lotus, a light of healing!"
Instantly, milky-white energy surged from the lotus and entered Murong Huai's body. In that instant, Murong Huai felt a warm energy flow through his limbs and bones, and all his depleted strength was restored.
Even the minor damage to his bones caused by enduring twice the gravity was completely healed. It must be said that Qian Daoliu's arrangement was very well done: one person controlled the gravity to allow Murong Huai to cultivate and strengthen himself, while the other provided treatment to ensure that no hidden injuries would remain in his body. This allowed Murong Huai to enhance his physique without any worries.
As his physical functions rapidly recovered, Murong Huai stood up, clenched his fist, and felt full of strength. The muscle pain he had experienced due to the high-intensity training had also disappeared.
"Hehe, cultivating without any worries is so refreshing."
Afterwards, he went to the open space, summoned the Immortal Lord Nine-Arrival Sword, drew the blade, and began practicing the Thirteen Basic Sword Techniques. Compared to yesterday, Murong Huai's swordplay was smoother and more fluid today.
His every move had already acquired a certain grandeur, and he wielded the Immortal Lord Ninefold Sword with increasing ease; wherever the sword light passed, its sharpness was fully revealed.
Swish swish——
Murong Huai wielded his longsword with increasing speed and skill, becoming completely absorbed in the art, unable to extricate himself.
Seeing this, Tu Zhen couldn't help but sigh.
"As expected of His Holiness the Pope's disciple, he has only been learning swordsmanship for a day and today is only his second practice session. He has already reached the level that ordinary people take months to achieve. He is definitely a swordsmanship prodigy."
As Murong Huai practiced his sword with complete absorption, time passed like falling petals on flowing water. His swordplay grew increasingly intense, as if some power was about to burst forth. Just as he finished his final strike, Murong Huai closed his eyes.
A golden sword light flashed through his mind, and in that instant, the azure sky seemed to twinkle with starlight. A golden light appeared in Murong Huai's eyes, and a faint sword intent imbued the Immortal Lord Nine Descent Sword in his hand.
When Tu Zhen and Ju Qinglan, who were waiting nearby, saw Murong Huai's condition, they exchanged a glance and were shocked.
"This is..."
With a leap, he lightly touched the east with his longsword, then swung it out fiercely, creating an arc of light. The sword energy, like the rising sun, shattered the dawn.
"Ninefold Sacred Judgment, First Form—Morning Star's Dawn!!!"
End of the chapter ___