First technique? Movement technique?
Jiang Chen's eyes lit up brightly. Apart from his cultivation and brute strength, he had absolutely zero actual combat experience. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been beaten so badly by Tang San last time.
He had previously been thinking that after absorbing the soul ring, he would go find Tang San for revenge, but although that soul skill could increase speed, he still might not be able to catch the extremely agile Tang San, so he never went to challenge him.
If he lost to Tang San again, that would be too embarrassing.
He never expected that the wish he couldn't fulfill before would have a turning point so quickly.
Since it's produced by the system, it must be high-quality. This so-called "Three Thousand Thunder Movement" should not be inferior to Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
As long as he could catch up to Tang San in terms of movement technique, even without any fist technique, he was confident he could completely crush Tang San.
In his normal state right now, his strength could already reach around one thousand three hundred jin. If he used his first soul skill, it would double, becoming more than two thousand jin, and this was still without using soul power.
Of course, he believed that if he could keep up with Tang San's footsteps, he could make Tang San cry out in pain even without using his soul skill.
Looking at his own long hair that reached the ground, Jiang Chen felt a bit troubled. After thinking for a moment, he wrapped his hair several times around his neck and let it hang down in front of his chest, looking like he was wearing a black scarf.
The sun had already set in the west. He glanced at the messy mountain top and immediately decided to leave.
On the country path, Jiang Chen ran wildly with abandon. His long black hair flew behind his head like a youth chasing the wind.
The return trip was much faster than when he came. He deliberately chose paths with no people around, so he wasn't afraid of being seen.
When he reached the outskirts of Holy Soul Village, he immediately ran into a problem.
At this moment, he was completely naked. Although his body was only six years old, running into the village butt-naked was something his face still wasn't thick enough for.
Finally, the sun set and night fell. Almost everyone had returned to their homes.
Old Jack, leaning on his cane, went door to door asking if anyone had seen Jiang Chen. The anxiety on that old face grew deeper and deeper.
Listening to Old Jack's hoarse and powerless calling voice, Jiang Chen's heart ached a little.
Taking advantage of the night, he dashed back home like a wisp of smoke, grabbed a pair of scissors and roughly cut his hair a few times, quickly put on clothes, and then immediately ran back out.
"Grandpa!" he shouted, but there was no response.
When he reached the village entrance, he faintly heard Old Jack's calling voice, along with the voices of Tang San and Tang Hao.
The voices were coming from outside the village.
Jiang Chen ran frantically following the sound, and finally saw the three of them by the riverbank.
At this moment, Old Jack, Tang Hao, and Tang San were all holding oil lamps, searching along the river. Old Jack's aged voice even carried a trace of crying.
Tang Hao comforted him: "Village Chief, don't worry yet. I'll go into the water and feel around."
"Yes, Grandpa Jack, please don't worry." Tang San secretly used his Purple Demon Eye, but unfortunately, the water was too deep, and he couldn't see the bottom.
Tang Hao quickly took off his clothes, revealing his robust, muscular body, and was about to enter the water.
Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he heard Jiang Chen's shouting voice.
Relieved, Tang Hao put his clothes back on and said, "Village Chief, Little Chen is here."
The three of them turned around and indeed saw Jiang Chen running towards them.
"Grandpa!" Jiang Chen only stopped when he reached right in front of Old Jack.
The anxiety on Old Jack's face disappeared. He immediately put on a stern expression, raised his cane, and swung it towards Jiang Chen's buttocks.
"You rotten brat, where the hell have you been? See if I don't beat you to death!"
Jiang Chen didn't move, taking Old Jack's powerless strike head-on.
His heart was filled with emotion. In Old Jack's eyes, he could still see some tears, though Old Jack hid it very well; he couldn't hide it from him.
"You rotten brat, why didn't you dodge? Grandpa didn't hurt you, right?" After hitting him, Old Jack immediately regretted it and hurriedly reached to rub Jiang Chen's butt while asking.
Jiang Chen shook his head: "It doesn't hurt. Grandpa, I'm hungry. Let's go home and cook."
"Okay, okay, let's go home and cook."
Jiang Chen supported Old Jack as they walked back.
Old Jack turned his head and said, "Tang Hao, Little San, thank you for your hard work."
Tang Hao and Tang San followed behind. "No trouble at all."
"Little Chen, where exactly were you the entire afternoon?" Old Jack asked again.
"Grandpa, I accidentally fell asleep on the mountain. I only woke up when it got dark."
"Sigh, really, making everyone worry and panic for nothing."
"Grandpa, I'm sorry."
...
This little disturbance finally passed. After Jiang Chen accompanied Old Jack to eat dinner, he sat to the side and began studying the things in the system.
[Host: Jiang Chen
Douluo Rank: 14
Zombie Rank: 1/12
Soul Ring: 1100 years
Soul Skill: Zombie God Armor
Items: Soul Ring Upgrade Coupon (levels 11~20), Fist Technique: Lightning Fist, Movement Technique: Three Thousand Thunder Movement]
After surviving the tribulation once, his soul power had risen to level fourteen, while his zombie rank was still level one and hadn't increased.
His gaze quickly fell on the last two items, Lightning Fist and Three Thousand Thunder Movement.
What excited him the most was the movement technique, so he immediately checked it first.
When he selected to view it, information about the Three Thousand Thunder Movement entered his mind.
Three Thousand Thunder Movement: Body like thunder, countless transformations, can evolve extreme speed.
Just one short line, simple and clear, but it made Jiang Chen uncontrollably excited. Immediately after, countless densely packed lightning scenes appeared in his mind.
There were no step explanations, no corresponding cultivation routes, only scenes of flashing lightning and roaring thunder.
Jiang Chen was dumbfounded.
Where was the promised movement technique? Where were the countless transformations and extreme speed evolution?
What the hell was this? Just a scene of lightning?
He refused to believe it and repeatedly entered the Three Thousand Thunder Movement, but every time he saw the same densely packed lightning web-like scene.
Were these countless lightning bolts the Three Thousand Thunder Movement?
It took Jiang Chen quite a while to snap out of his stunned state. With a bitter smile on his face, he thought: the movement technique the system gave was really a bit of a scam.
Without any specific cultivation method, these lightning scenes were like heavenly books — how was he supposed to cultivate them?
Feeling infinitely depressed, he could only shake his head and temporarily give up the idea of immediately cultivating the Three Thousand Thunder Movement.
His gaze once again fell on Lightning Fist. He silently prayed in his heart: please don't let it be another scam like that damned Three Thousand Thunder Movement, don't give me something incomprehensible again, or he really would go crazy.
Lightning Fist, a very ordinary name without the slightest bit of dominance, but Jiang Chen's heart was still filled with anticipation.
He opened Lightning Fist, and the fist technique description appeared in his mind.
Lightning Fist: Speed like lightning and flint, brilliant like the blazing sun crossing the sky, surging with yang energy, extremely powerful.
Immediately after, the scene of cultivating the fist technique appeared in his mind, which made him heave a sigh of relief.
This first technique was indeed not that much of a scam. In that cultivation scene, there was a figure emitting light all over its body, practicing the fist technique. The movements weren't particularly complicated either.
That was it?
Jiang Chen once again showed a strange expression. This first technique seemed to be a bit too simple.
"With such an ordinary name, the system wouldn't be scamming me by giving me some common street-level fist technique, right?"