Trained as a cripple [2]

"Today I will teach you a movement technique" the old man spoke with a deep voice.

"Yes"

Yang Ding, if possible wants to be able to fight as soon as possible.

"Crippled or not, I don't care anymore. I just want to become stronger" he whispered to himself.

He might have lamented for a day for losing his leg but he never thought about it again. He has a lot to do, a lot to accomplish he cannot stop here.

He has made a little bit of progress as now he can stand on a leg without any support.

"Have you ever seen cultivators fly?"

"Yes! When they reach the Diving Shing Realm"

The Divine Shing Realm.

The number of cultivators who have reached that realm on this plane can be counted on one's fingers.

It's a realm above the Ling Unification Realm which was Yang Ding's highest.

The old man caressed his beard.

"Indeed"

The old man said as he floated in the air.

This was the first time he had shown this to Yang Ding.

Yang Ding might be flabbergasted but he didn't react. Only one questioned weighed on his mind.

'Who is he?'

The question was a genuine one. Someone of that caliber can be a patriarch of a Great Clan if he wanted to. Yet why was this man living in these parts was beyond him?

"When a cultivator reaches the Divine Shing Realm. His internal energy becomes so thick that he can outwit the physics of this plane allowing them to fly that's why it called Divine Shing"

Yang Ding nodded. He has studied about this before.

"But someone in the Ice profound realm like yourself would never be able to fly, but that doesn't mean you cannot sprint"

"What do you mean?"

He has question marks on his face.

"You will make use of the same basics as to what is used in flying to sprint. It is a fabulous movement technique for a low cultivation level"

Yang Ding was flabbergasted.

"Is that even possible! My veins will burst open if I try to recreate that!"

The old man smiled.

"I am there to teach you how to do it without damaging your veins."

The old man took out a scroll from within his sleeves and rolled it open.

Yang Ding could feel traces of yang energy oozing out from within his vessel and finding its place on the scroll. After which he handed it over to him.

"Study that young man, unless you understand the meaning behind it you won't be able to master this technique"

Yang Ding took hold of the scroll. Its contents are written in soul imprint.

He sat on the floor holding the scroll. It was written in soul imprint so it could only be deciphered by his soul power.

He closed his eyes and then began scanning the text with his very soul. His eyes lit up with yang energy while still being closed shut.

What he hadn't expected till then was his system to react.

[System has identified user's wish to decipher a movement technique]

[System has started installing the skill... 1% ... 5%]

Yang Ding lost focus and his eyes jolted open trying to figure out what had happened.

He looked left and right and then back to his tattoo when another message popped.

[User's soul has lost assess to said manual. System terminated the last action]

He frowned but knew what was happening.

"Maybe I should ask the old man to get rid of this system"

That was the conclusion Yang Ding reached to.

"It's messing with my cultivation again!"

He closed his eyes again focusing on reading the soul script.

[System has identified user's wish to decipher a movement technique]

[System has started installing the skill... 1% ... 10%]

Yang Ding was having a vision.

He was surrounded by hordes of warriors blocking his way.

Everyone equipped with weapons and armor stood in his path.

But, they weren't able to stop him.

For he sprinted forward with unimaginable speed leaving behind a trail of yang energy as he went.

A few hours passed.

[98%... 99%... 100%]

[Skill Installation Complete]

[New Skill: Divine Sprint Manifestation obtained!]

Yang Ding opened his eyes. He was sweating profusely as if he had done weeks of work in a single day.

*Gasp*

It took him a moment to catch his breath.

"How?"

He questioned himself. He was not sure exactly how he was able to decipher such complex art in a single day but if his guesses were right the system was involved in it.

"Done already?" the old man asked.

"Yeah"

"Took lesser time than I had initially expected"

"Yeah"

He was still catching his breath and wasn't able to respond in concrete sentences.

"Well, should I show you? Or you want to try it out yourself"

"I want to do it first!"

"Quite fierce. I see"

The old man nodded.

Yang Ding remembered his vision and how he moved in it. He gathered a bunch of Yang energy in his right leg similar to what he had done when he has used his left leg as an explosive.

Little by little the concentration rose. He waited till he got enough Yang energy in his feet to cause his veins to burst. But instead of going further, he released all of that energy through his profound entrance at his feet.

His feet erupted in flames. But the flames didn't hurt him, instead, they propelled him with unimaginable speeds.

"Woah yes!"

He was elated at finally able to move at such speed. He cannot run anymore with a leg but he can at least use this movement technique to sprint as much as he wanted.

The old man's lips arched into a smile witnessing his progress.