Ranking Of Kings: My Land Is SSS Rank

607 The Eighteen Styles of Might

Among them, the worst cultivation technique could only condense 9 Law Runes. One had to either advance or wait unless one obtained a better cultivation technique.

The top cultivation techniques of the legendary realm could condense at least 72 Law Runes. Some of the legendary cultivation techniques could even condense 108 Law Runes.

However, Li Xiang was very different from these people in this aspect.

As a country lord, he was born with top-notch talent rewarded by the system. He could directly use EXP to increase his level and strength. The grade of the cultivation technique he cultivated directly skipped this stage and started from the mythical realm or even the divine realm.

It was not a Law Rune that was condensed, but a Law.

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It was like one was an innate achievement while the other was acquired.

Those who were innate were born with it, while others had to start from scratch and cultivate bit by bit.

Although there wasn’t much difference in strength between the two, their potential was naturally incomparable.

While the acquired Transcendents were still working hard to collect resources and cultivation techniques and cultivate with all their might, the innate Transcendents had already surpassed the accumulation stage and directly started from a higher starting point.

Even if an acquired Transcendent persevered, the time, energy, and resources that one spent would far exceed that of an innate Transcendent.

Some people might say that it was unfair. However, there was no such thing as fairness from the day of birth.

In many cases, the so-called fairness was only relative fairness established by people. Even most of the time, this fairness only worked for some people.

And this was the cruelest reality in this world.

The cultivation technique practiced by the Human army of the Kingdom of Dawn, the Seven-kill Code, and the Four-form Code, could combine to form the legendary top-rank cultivation technique, the Great Heavenly Starlight Code. It could condense 108 Law Runes at the legendary realm.

If one could break through the legend realm and step into the mythical realm, one could use these Law Runes to construct a Law totem that suited them. They could then condense magical powers and divine spells, and get a certain amount of Power of Law.

The Qiankun Jin that Li Xiang cultivated was only a divine realm cultivation technique. If not for the path of thunder and lightning, it would still be a mythical cultivation technique.

However, this cultivation technique was indeed very suitable for him, so there was still a chance to transform and improve in the future. It would not be difficult to reach the Holy Light grade.

Therefore, in terms of potential, Li Xiang’s cultivation technique could be considered the best.

He glanced at the warriors who were cultivating and closed his eyes again.

“They have the cultivation technique and the resources. What kind of achievements they can achieve will depend on their luck.”

Li Xiang looked at the warriors who were breathing in and out the heaven and earth vitality. He saw that they were breaking through and advancing one after another. To them, the iron blood aura was an irreplaceable tonic.

Two hundred thousand warriors were training at the same time. The more people there were, the faster the training speed would be. One could only imagine how fast they were when they broke through. After all, this wasn’t the same as advancing to the legendary realm, which required the condensation of Law Runes. Otherwise, it would be difficult to complete in a short time no matter how fast the speed was.

Of course, this speed of condensation was amplified by the gathering of a large number of warriors.

As for Zhao Sheng, Zhao Yun, and the others, they had long since broken through to the mythical realm and the divine realm. At this moment, some were condensing Law Runes, while others had already begun to sense and comprehend Laws.

With the stimulation of the iron blood aura, the processes of forming runes and sensing laws were extremely smooth and shockingly fast.

They were getting stronger every second.

Time passed by quietly.

Unknowingly, the sky began to darken. Night fell quietly, and darkness covered the entire world.

Darkness was the hotbed of sin and evil. It was the best battlefield for killing. No matter how much killing there was, it would all return to silence under cover of darkness.

Squeak!

As the night deepened, the door in the bamboo house was suddenly pushed open.

The sound of the bamboo door opening wasn’t loud but it made Li Xiang, Fu Mingxue, and the others subconsciously open their eyes in the silent night and look in the direction of the bamboo house.

The door of the bamboo house was pushed open, and the old farmer slowly walked out with a hoe in his hand.

“Hehe! I’m sorry. I didn’t disturb you, did I?”

The old farmer turned his head and looked over. When he met the gazes of Li Xiang and the others, he grinned and revealed a simple and honest smile.

Li Xiang kindly advised, “No, you didn’t. It’s already so late, why aren’t you resting? Are you going to the fields with the hoe? There’s no need to rush to work, you should rest well at night.”

“Hehe! I’m always like this. Just as I’m about to sleep, I suddenly remember that there are still some weeds left in the field. If these weeds aren’t removed in time, they will become even more luxuriant tomorrow morning. It might even turn the fertile land I’ve cultivated today back into a wasteland. This won’t do.” The old farmer grinned and said, “Besides, every night before I go to bed, I’ll play with my hoe a few times. I’m already used to this. If I don’t do it for a day, it’ll be like having lice on my body, and I’ll feel uncomfortable all over.”

“So that’s how it is! Uncle, you know how to play tricks! Are those refined techniques?” Ye Qiu’s interest was piqued, and he curiously asked.

“Hehe! It’s nothing. It’s just some farming moves that I figured out by myself to exercise my muscles. I call it the ‘eighteen styles of might’!” The old farmer chuckled.

When he said the name, his expression was full of pride and arrogance, as if it was some extraordinary, peerless divine skill.

However, when Li Xiang heard this name, he almost choked.

“Are you serious about this name? Why does it sound so familiar? It seems to be the famous stunt of the unreliable Sister Bao’er. That’s an anime in my previous life.”

Li Xiang’s face and expression started to turn strange as he thought of that character.

Hearing this name, let alone Li Xiang, even Ye Qiu and Fu Mingxue’s faces twitched subconsciously. They seemed to want to laugh but were too embarrassed to. As for Ye Qiu, he was utterly stunned.

Although he didn’t have many expectations, such a valiant name still made him speechless on the spot.

However, the old farmer seemed to be interested. He said eagerly, “Come, come, come. I’ll perform for you today. It’s a good time to exercise my muscles and bones. I’ll also let you see what it means to have the strength of farmers!”

“There’s no need to trouble yourself, can your old body take it?” Ye Zhi-Qiu subconsciously asked.

“No need to say more. Anyway, I was prepared to perform a round before I go to bed,” said the old farmer in high spirits.

Then, he got into a fighting stance and shouted with the hoe on his shoulder. He grabbed the hoe and swung it down into the barren land while shouting, “Eighteen styles of might- Soul imprint!”