I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 289 - 210 Chaotic Cloak Staff Technique_2

Chapter 289: Chapter 210 Chaotic Cloak Staff Technique_2

"May Day? Sure."

Chen Yun paused, then nodded in agreement.

Going out to have some fun wasn’t a big problem; he came to the seaside just to make training convenient, not to immerse himself in it every day.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been reading novels just now.

During the May Day vacation, he had just completed his tenth evolution, and nothing had interfered with slumber evolution throughout the holiday.

So, there was really no need to refuse.

"Okay."

"My dart skills and gaming skills are now really impressive!"

"Really!"

Jiang Anping seemed quite happy when he heard Chen Yun agree—his speaking speed quickened noticeably.

Hearing this, Chen Yun smiled and responded with a few words.

After discussing and deciding on vacation plans in the group before May Day,

they promptly ended the call.

Chen Yun looked at the night sky and fell silent.

The night deepened.

In the profound silence, the sky was as clear as laundered deep blue satin, unbothered by a single cloud; the stars seemed like meticulously embedded diamonds, twinkling with cold and distant light.

A breeze swept by, bringing with it the salty tang of the sea and the faint fragrance of distant flowers and grass, mixing into a fresh and intoxicating evening wind.

On such nights, time seemed to slow down, making one forget the troubles of the world, and just wanted to blend completely into the tranquility and grandeur of the night, experiencing the splendid harmony of becoming one with nature. A cloudless night by the sea represented the purest gift from nature and the deepest refuge for the soul.

His life now,

indeed, was monotonous yet fulfilling.

He enjoyed the sensation of gradually becoming stronger each day, and aside from training, he entertained and rested without any burden of life.

Chen Yun really liked days like these.

After a moment of reflective silence, he grabbed his backpack and headed for the beach.

...

Walking towards the familiar grove with the sea breeze blowing.

After taking off his clothes, placing them into his backpack, wrapping the backpack with waterproof film, and tossing it up into the tree branches,

Chen Yun, naked, did not immediately go to the beach to train but used his nails to carve out a wooden sword from a tree.

Then, he took this wooden sword to the seaside.

Today, while reading a novel, he suddenly noticed a very common element that made him want to give it a try himself.

That was the so-called Sword Qi.

In various fantasy works, there were countless concepts about Sword Qi.

Setting aside the mysterious Sword Qi that integrated will,

Chen Yun felt that he could try out the most basic form of Air Sword Qi.

It involved swinging the sword fast to push and compress the air, forming a blade of air.

Theoretically, this was feasible.

But obviously, it couldn’t be that simple in reality.

Thus, Chen Yun, quite interested in this, stood on a seaside rock and began experimenting.

The sea breeze brushed gently, salty and moist, sweeping across Chen Yun’s face.

He took a deep breath of the crisp air, gazing at the shimmering sea in front of him, feeling an indescribable surge of passion within.

Chen Yun imagined the sword tip cutting through the sky; the air under the sword’s edge submitting and condensing into an unmatched sharpness.

Then he slowly drew his wooden sword from his waist.

Gripping the hilt tightly, adjusting his breathing, he brought himself into an almost meditative state.

The surroundings seemed to freeze at this moment.

Only the sound of waves gently lapping against the rocks and his heartbeat orchestrated the prelude to battle.

The next moment.

He began to swing the sword with strength and speed that were nearly impossible to capture.

The first sword, gentle and probing, seemed to cause a slight tremble in the air, but no visible change occurred.

The second sword, with increased force, seemed to slice through the sea breeze, stirring up fine ripples.

The third sword, Chen Yun focused all his strength, and the sword tip traced an elegant and swift arc.

At that moment, the rapidly moving arm caused a sonic boom, emitting a faint yet clearly audible explosion.

Beyond that.

On the sea surface, an almost invisible air blade passed by, leaving a brief water trail.

Proving the existence of the nascent form of Air Sword Qi.

The next moment.

Without waiting for the fourth sword to swing,

the makeshift wooden sword broke into two, clearly unable to withstand the heavy momentum.

And Chen Yun, watching the fleeting trace on the sea surface, had a gleam of surprise in his eyes.

The first two strikes had no effect as expected; they were merely simple probes of the air flow pushed by the sword to determine how to swing the third sword.

Although the essence of Air Sword Qi was force overriding everything, the thin sword edge faced great difficulty in compressing the air.

Rather than expecting the sword edge to compress out Sword Qi, it was more realistic to hope for the wind from a punch.

The contact area of the sword edge was too small, making it difficult to compress and gather enough air.

Not to mention compressing air into a sharp blade.

Air Sword Qi sounded feasible, but relying solely on raw strength to fling bricks, it was almost entirely impossible.

So,

Chen Yun needed to observe the air flow of the first two swords.

He had to involve Telekinesis in assisting with the third sword.

Then...

When he swung the third sword, Chen Yun used all his strength.

He also used Telekinesis to control the surrounding air, striving to shape the air into Sword Qi with the thin confrontation.

It was a difficult process.

However, Chen Yun had a hint of success.

A compressed wave of air was flung out.

Although it wasn’t Sword Qi, it could be described as a wave of air with some strength, capable of leaving a brief mark on the flowing seawater.

Although this was far from what "Air Sword Qi" truly meant, this initial successful attempt hugely encouraged him.

The embryonic form of Air Sword Qi was almost successful.

This proved that Air Sword Qi was somewhat viable in his hands.

Of course, this form of Sword Qi still lacked a sharp feel.

Chen Yun could anticipate that after practicing to perfection, he might not wield sharp Sword Qi, but rather layers of air shockwaves compressed with a sword and Telekinesis.

With each strike,

a face-slapping, screen-clearing blast of shockwave attacks would ensue.

Just thinking about it, it felt wildly fierce.

Not the modest feel of a swordsman at all.

He felt that in the future, he might be more suited to wield large, swinging halberds, as he was more like a Berserker with double-A strength and speed.

Thinking wildly,

Chen Yun simply threw away his broken Wooden Sword.

He ran to the forest next to him, uprooted a tree, trimmed away its messy root system and branches, and returned to the seashore, embracing this massive wooden stick.

Then,

he began to laugh wildly as he swung the wooden stick.

Swinging it felt much more vigorous than the tiny Wooden Sword, and it gave Chen Yun a sense of exhilaration.

"Hahahaha!"

"Awesome!"

"This thing is way more useful than a sword!"

Chen Yun excitedly swung the oversized stick.

With its large surface area, the robust stick not only made it easier to push and compress air, forming something akin to Sword Qi, but Staff of energy.

And swinging this big guy felt much more powerful than the miniature Wooden Sword.

The more Chen Yun swung, the more excited he got.

Swords are for women!

Real men need to swing this thick and long beast fiercely!

From a distance,

this naked man holding a tree, playing the chaotic cloak staff technique by the seaside against the sea wind, made for a blood-pumping sight.

As he kept swinging, the surrounding air began to stir, occasionally whipping up a breeze, occasionally emitting a deep howl as the air mourned under the oppression of the tree.

As the night deepened, the stars shone brilliantly.

Chen Yun’s wild dance became a unique spectacle on the shoreline.

Bursts of Staff of energy shot out, blowing the small pebbles at his feet away and leaving fleeting marks of Staff of energy pressure on the ocean surface.

After a long while,

Chen Yun finally stopped, face beaming with excitement.

With a forceful smash, he shattered the rocks embedded with the wooden stick, thicker than a person.

Chen Yun took a deep and satisfying breath.

"Awesome!"

"Swinging a sword is indeed too girly."

"Swinging this big guy feels right."

Chen Yun looked at the tree he had uprooted and turned into a stick, nodding his head in satisfaction.

No more trying to practice Air Sword Qi.

It was too difficult and boring, better to play with the big stick that better showcased a sense of strength.

With a smash of his stick,

it would surely silence anyone with one hit.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Yun leaped towards the vast ocean in front of him.

He began his routine sea training for the evening.

To master the stick, absolute strength was essential.

First, set a small target, to quickly break through the force of 100,000 tons.

Later, just swing a giant cruise ship to smash people.