Chapter 43
“Flamefire Belief…”
Fang You murmured, this ability was very special, utterly different from Black Blade’s cold murderous intent—it possessed no abilities of its own, it could only amplify.
But amplification…
“From one to two is amplification, from one to one hundred is also amplification, but what is the limit of Flamefire Belief?”
Fang You closed his eyes.
An Awakened Ability felt like an instinct, you might not understand its principle, but you naturally knew how to use it.
‘Flamefire Belief,’ this Awakened Ability, was divided into four steps: Sensing, Gathering, Burning, Amplifying.
He could vaguely sense some emotions, desires, beliefs around him.
But they were very vague, only when a certain belief was exceptionally strong could he perceive it and then gather and burn it.
As for now…
“Too weak, all too weak, this won’t do, that won’t do either.”
Based on the ability’s description and the conclusions he had come to himself, this ability’s upper limit should be quite high—it was a very powerful, very special Awakened Ability.
But its usage conditions were extremely harsh.
To use it at the right environment, at the right moment; If he wanted to use this ability in everyday situations… Fang You closed his eyes, striving to bring forth a strong belief to become stronger and stronger and stronger.
His belief could also serve as fuel!
He was a powerful individual, capable of providing a belief far surpassing that of ordinary people.
In just a moment, Fang You had captured the belief that was emanating from himself, gathered these wisps of belief into fuel for the fire.
Whoosh~!
An intangible force of Flamefire Belief appeared, merging into his body, briefly enhancing his physique, spirit, infusing his basic swordsmanship, perhaps increasing the lethality of his swordsmanship, blending into Palm Thunder…
Crackle—
A cluster of lightning burst forth, with vibrant blue lightning arcs dancing within his palms. After Awakening, Fang You found it much easier to control Palm Thunder. Previously, it was like a child wielding a large blade—despite deep swordsmanship, it seemed strained, but now it was different, he squeezed lightly, and the shape of the lightning continually changed between his palms.
With a thought, the power of Flamefire Belief merged in! It was as if he added new wood to the fire, dramatically boosting the flame, and the lightning leaping in front of him grew more dazzling, the entire ball of lightning considerably expanding.
“Approximately 1.5 times, the power of Flamefire Belief has amplified this blow by 50%.”
It might look modest and the process seemed cumbersome, but this was, after all, just his belief, and it wasn’t particularly intense—without the right atmosphere to foster it, even Fang You’s belief couldn’t become that strong.
He pondered, “But the process is indeed complicated; gathering more beliefs also takes more time. A long ability prelude is not practical in a 1VS1 intense battle.”
This ability was not meant to be used one-on-one! Nor was it something to be used casually, it had to be used to amplify a powerful move, playing a decisive role.
For example, at the right moment, when there is someone in front taking the enemy’s attention, and he was silently charging his powerful move—this was the correct way to use it.
Fang You simulated several scenarios and felt… well, that this Awakened Ability was indeed well-suited for himself.
It fit very well with his own sturdiness and long-range support role. If he could gather the belief of dozens or hundreds of people as fuel to burn, how high could the amplification go?
Fang You looked forward to it but sadly couldn’t test it.
What he had tried so far was only the limit range of Sensing and Gathering belief… which was roughly five hundred meters, the easiest within a hundred meters, and beyond that, the consumption of life energy would gradually increase.
He slowly experimented, analyzing and verifying one by one.
After doing several hundred push-ups and squats, dancing the basic swordsmanship… after over an hour of training, Fang You had a general understanding of his physical condition and could slightly control the surge of power from his Awakening.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t just be about snapping chopsticks but also pulling out doorknobs.
Such are the troubles of being too strong.
And then there was his perfect body and muscles. Fang You was very satisfied with his reflection in the mirror and immediately tried other things. The changes brought by the Awakening were vast and numerous, and a clear understanding of himself was necessary to avoid mishaps when facing Mysterious Evil.
This was very important.
The most significant change was the Palm Thunder ability; he had just tried it out, and now, it was time to delve deeper.
On the palm, the crackling thunderlight kept emerging, constantly changing shapes.
“Before, my physical strength could only support three Palm Thunders, which was very dangerous when facing a Mysterious Evil. But now, with the same medium output, I can sustain it for a full…”
A full fifteen times!
One reason is that my physique and spirit have doubled, and the second is that using life energy is more economical, with no conversion losses in between.
Not only that, “with the same output, my Palm Thunder lasts longer and is more lethal. If I maintain the power that can defeat a Knocking Child in one hit, this output can be reduced further, and I could support… about twenty shots!”
“If it is a full burst, the upper limit…”
The azure thunderlight converged, extending continuously along the joined index and middle finger.
Previously it was a foot long, but now it extended to two feet, two and a half feet.
With one strike, it might blow a hole through a wall.
Fang You busied himself suppressing this thought; he dared not try, indeed, he must not.
But there was no doubt that it was powerful. If he had the chance, he’d find a small Mysterious Evil to test it on. If there was any regret…
“It’s that the lightning can no longer be projected outwards; that’s hardly Palm Thunder anymore. Speaking of which, I’m also lacking a long-range finishing move.”
Fang You tried to mold the lightning into a sphere and throw it, but seemed to fail?
He couldn’t confirm it at home.
…
More than an hour later, Fang You appeared in a secluded woodland far from home, holding a ball of spherical thunderlight in his hand.
Spherical lightning, go!
The blue thunderball zipped out with a crackle but dissipated completely after travelling just over ten meters.
“Moreover, from the moment it left my hand, the spherical thunderlight’s power was dissipating continuously; at three or four meters, six or seven meters, the thunderball was still there but the lethality had weakened significantly.”
Useless!
His control over the thunderlight was still too poor, exceeding his own limits. He wondered if he could level up his Palm Thunder proficiency to the next grade, would there be a way to improve it?
Fang You checked his phone to glance at his own panel, sighed, then unwrapped the cloth from his newbie Wooden Sword and advanced, sword in hand.
In the remote woodland, corrupt winds drifted, and the ground was marked with mottled claw prints.
A Mysterious Evil the size of a calf was just ahead.
There it was, a wild Mysterious Evil!
At that moment, the Mysterious Evil was drifting and passed over a bird that had fallen to the ground.
Fang You couldn’t make out the specifics of the Mysterious Evil’s appearance, but he saw the bird as if it had been bitten by something, its flesh bloody and torn It struggled briefly before becoming still, and its entire carcass visibly decayed as if it had been dead for some time.
His eyes widened.
He had never seen such a scene before and hadn’t time to think further when the Mysterious Evil ‘made eye contact’ with him and charged over like a gust of wind.
Basic swordsmanship, starting pose!
First section! Second section! Third section! Heavy strike!
The sword shadow was like the wind, sweeping through layers of illusions; driven by the newbie Wooden Sword, the life energy flowed incredibly smooth, and the whole blade bathed in a faint white glow.
One move was enough to make the Mysterious Evil scream, trailing strands of mist like seaweed.
After several moves followed by a heavy cleave, the life energy transmitted to the Wooden Sword fully burst, and with a boom, the Mysterious Evil’s sharp scream rang out beside his ear before it completely exploded.
Fang You wielded a Sword Flower, lifting the sword and twirling it twice.
Sheath it.