Thrust, pierce, entangle, point, parry, flourish.
For three consecutive days, Tang Wen familiarized himself with the basic moves of the Spear Technique.
He could now try to channel his Visualization Power through the long spear.
It wasn't that he wanted to practice the spear, but that he sought to broaden his understanding through analogy.
Unlike people such as Zhou Bing, who had undergone Martial Arts Training since childhood and dabbled in all sorts of weapons, Tang Wen had only formally studied one weapon skill since he began his own training: Sword Skill.
And it was the simplest Sword Skill at that.
He lacked the fundamentals, the basic understanding of weaponry.
HUMMM!
The long spear trembled lightly, its tip a blur of afterimages as it tapped against a giant boulder.
CH-CH-CH!
Following a series of sharp cracks, the boulder, as if it were nothing more than soft tofu, was riddled with a row of spear holes half a meter deep.
