Chapter 681: Chapter 225 Orlan New King_3


    He certainly knew that he was to comprehend.


    That’s what numerous Card Master Classics said.


    Asking such a question is like asking someone like you who has already comprehended Divine Power whether there are any tips or shortcuts.


    It’s like just now, when a knock on the forehead made one understand a little bit.


    Even if it meant taking a beating, Leonard Churchill felt it would be worthwhile if he could comprehend his own Fist Intention.


    The old man said again, “Martial Skills can be learned and mastered quickly through Skill Cards, but a realm must be comprehended.”


    Leonard Churchill gave him another blank look: You can’t do it either?


    Elsewhere might be one thing, but this mine is full of people who have comprehended “Intention”.


    Just like those mutated miners on the fifth and sixth levels of the mine who have all comprehended it, more or less.


    Seeing the look in Leonard’s eyes, Barre Shepherd guessed what he was thinking and directly dismissed his idea: “Don’t be fooled by the Mental Pollution left here that contains some fragments of ancient Fighting Intent. That belongs to someone else, not to you. Laws, techniques, routines of Martial Skills, you can follow roads others have taken, imitate and learn. But ‘Intention’ is your own, it’s the attribute of your Soul. If your soul were filled with others’ things, like a ditch that gathers all sorts of water, do you think it would become Contaminated?”


    Having said that, the old man lazily continued: “So even if you spend your lifetime here, you might comprehend a hundred kinds, a thousand kinds of others’ Fighting Intent, it’s possible that you’ll never comprehend your own Intention. Instead, those fragmentary remnants will make you lose your mind, end up mad just like those mutated miners.”


    “...”


    Leonard Churchill listened and also felt a bit helpless.


    This was a shortcut he had thought of, which he had tried before and felt had yielded great results.


    Turns out he had taken the wrong path.


    The old man continued: “Moreover, I can tell you very clearly that you are only truly alive when you have comprehended ‘Intention.’ In some respects, the essence of ‘Divine Power’ is actually about recognizing the existence of your own Soul. I can’t explain it too clearly to you, comprehend as much as you can...”


    “...”


    Focused and efficient.


    Every day brought new changes.


    And every day, he would spend a set time in the seventh layer of the mine, having a meal with the old senior, learning something new.


    On this day.


    Leonard Churchill came to the seventh level as usual.


    By now, he could stay in this highly Contaminated environment for a good half-hour.


    An old man and a young man sat around food as usual, eating and drinking.


    Leonard Churchill also asked about the new problems he had encountered.


    Not just about Air Skill, but about other Demon God Secret Skills as well.


    The perspective of this senior often provided enlightening guidance.


    While drinking, Barre Shepherd spoke.


    “Normally, to have a deep understanding of the Fifty-two Demonic God Secret Skills, one must have sufficient knowledge of the sequence’s Demonic Power and Laws. But you, my boy, are an exception. I’ve observed that your Professional Sequence is very special; you have a strong affinity and fit with any Demon God Secret Skill. It seems mixed and unfocused, but in fact, you can specialize in any. Your path will undoubtedly be difficult. But if you make it through, I can hardly imagine how high that path will take you...”


    He was now completely convinced that there was no dissuading Leonard Churchill from his Professional Sequence.


    The more he understood it, the more clearly he sensed that even his current horizon could not glimpse the full extent of the[JOKER]Sequence.


    But Barre Shepherd did not dwell on it.


    There were too many secrets hidden in this world.


    Just the fifty-two sequences of card masters alone were now less than half preserved.


    All they could see now was merely the surface of the world.


    “I once roamed almost the entire East Continent, went through the ‘Dark Shadow Great Rift Valley’ rife with Catastrophe, visited the ‘Hyjal Hell Volcano’, been to the ‘Lake of Death,’ and even descended tens of thousands of meters under the World Rift... surviving against all odds. While pursuing Martial Arts, I also peeked into countless secrets buried in history. But the more great scenes I saw, the more I felt how insignificant human power is in front of this world...”