Chapter 78 - Flying Technique

Chapter 78: 78 - Flying Technique

From the beginning until now, King had kept his eyes closed. It wasn’t just to maintain his concentration but also to amplify his fear.

Uncertainty and a lack of control were always what made humans afraid. This was instinct!

No matter how powerful someone became, they couldn’t change a brain that had evolved over millions of years with just a single thought.

If he opened his eyes, King would immediately estimate the distance. His brain would instantly compare his body’s incredible endurance with the distance and conclude that he was completely safe.

No matter how arrogant King was, and no matter how much he always claimed to be a reader, his consciousness was always trapped in a cage.

That cage was his body, not this world. This cage had rules that couldn’t be defied. Whether one had an unconventional way of thinking or was completely insane, they still had to follow those rules.

Tsk, it’s just a fictional world, yet it actually makes me feel scared? What an unpleasant feeling, but this level of effectiveness should be enough. If it doesn’t work, I’ll keep trying until it does.

This method of putting pressure on himself was indeed incredibly effective. Even King, who wouldn’t even furrow his brows with a sword pressed against his neck, was now frowning slightly.

While free-falling, King took a deep breath despite having a little trouble breathing. The difficulty breathing was just a sensation.

With his current monstrous body, let alone thin air, he wouldn’t die even without any air at all.

The psychological pressure combined with absolute concentration seemed to be creating some kind of miraculous reaction.

At this very moment, King could feel the flow of spiritual power inside his body more clearly than ever before.

He hadn’t reached the point of sensing every single cell, but on a more macroscopic level, he could sense every part of his body.

To control his body the same way he controlled the Heavenly Dao Sword, he had to temporarily give up actively controlling his body in the usual way.

Although he’d never tried it before, it seemed King had a natural talent for multitasking. Whether to control his body or not seemed to depend entirely on what he wanted.

King’s body immediately came to a halt in midair, but now he could only lie there, floating like a paralyzed person.

His arms and legs could move, but they only moved because of the wind, not because he wanted them to.

At this moment, he regained control of his body and raised his sword. As soon as his state changed, his body continued falling.

Although this wasn’t the kind of flying King wanted, he was starting to get the hang of it. Next, he kept switching between these two states.

Once per second, twice per second, four times per second...

During the extremely brief period of free fall, King’s terrifying talent revealed just how incredible it was.

On the rooftop, Iris raised her head and watched the sky. The longer she watched, the more disbelief showed in her eyes.

"Damn it! This is just too ridiculous. It took me ages to come up with the technique for flying without a sword. I never expected this bastard to master Object Manipulation Technique to this level so quickly."

Although she wasn’t the only creator, she was also one of the earliest people to perfect Object Manipulation Technique.

Iris knew the problems with Object Manipulation Technique very well. It couldn’t control a normal living body because bodily movement and flying interfered with each other.

To use Object Manipulation Technique to make one’s own body fly, one had to give up control of the body. But to move as one pleased, one had to maintain control.

There was no other choice but to switch the body’s state back and forth. The problem was that this was extremely inconvenient for the user.

The experience remained uninterrupted for those who heard and watched. But for the person using the flying technique, it was constantly interrupted.

Because of this inconvenience, the technique wasn’t considered very useful for widespread adoption.

Those with high talent could learn it to supplement their aerial combat abilities. Those without it might as well not bother wasting their time.

King’s rate of progress was incredibly fast. He had now reached a switching speed of sixty times per second.

But he felt that he was still nowhere near reaching his limit, so he wanted to keep pushing himself. Right now, the toughest challenge he faced was communication.

King wanted to learn how to fly so he could show off. But if he could fly without being able to talk, wouldn’t that make him look less cool?

The sound output wouldn’t be pleasant. Therefore, he needed an even faster switching speed so that the interruptions became too brief for the human ear to clearly detect.

He kept pushing himself until he was about to crash into the rooftop before finally opening his eyes. Having reached a switching speed of one hundred and twenty times per second was already decent enough.

Seeing Iris’s eyes wide open in astonishment, King raised his chin with immense satisfaction. She had definitely been overwhelmed by his talent, which was why she was making that expression.

"What do you think? My talent isn’t something you can compare to, is it?"

King’s voice contained a slightly strange sound. An ordinary person’s ears might not pick it up, but they couldn’t fool Iris’s superhuman hearing.

Even so, this was already incredibly astonishing. An ordinary cultivator might not even reach this level after half a year of practice.

"Tsk, what’s there to be proud of? Even if you can fly, you should remember that you’re already rank IV. A rank IV cultivator has much better control over their body and spiritual power than a rank III cultivator."

She might think otherwise, but Iris would never say it out loud. How could she praise him when she hadn’t even settled the score over his Heavenly Dao Sword nearly stabbing her several times?

Look at her, unable to say a single sincere word. I’m sure my Heavenly Dao Sword accidentally flew toward her at least a few times just now. The only reason she hadn’t cursed me and had stayed silent the whole time was that she didn’t want to interrupt me... She’s kind of cute, but only when she keeps her mouth shut.

Looking at her expression, as if she’d rather die than offer him a single word of praise, King could only laugh inwardly without bothering to say a word of thanks.

"Hmph, all you know how to do is act stubborn."