Thousands of swords roaring in unison, dragons roaring to the sky, are manifestations of the sword's state of mind. When it reaches this state, the long sword breeds spirituality and fits with people, like expelling arms, more than doubling a person's combat effectiveness.
Once you understand this realm, you can basically establish a sect and become a sect leader.
Even the kings and sect leaders of many forces have not reached this level. In the fog, who is it that has displayed such a state, making it difficult for many long swords from the outside world to control themselves?
Who is it that before the sword intention comes out, the sword energy is already dispersed and the aura is everywhere?
"It must be Liao Wuzhi. Both of our sects live at the foot of the mountain outside Wanguo City. Every morning we see him practicing swordsmanship against the waterfall. The sound of swords ringing in the valley and the sound of Kyushu. At that time, I felt that even if it was not the state of sword mind, at least it was
Reached the peak of sword power!"
"You said that, I remembered that that day I happened to see the traces left by his sword practice. The sword intention was swayed several feet away, leaving traces on the ground. I am afraid that only by reaching the sword mind state can the potholes be so regular.
Same shade!"
"Liao Wuzhi is known as the supreme swordsman genius of Hanqi Sect. Naturally, he cannot be denied."
"Yes, once the sword mind state comes out, Master Zhang's strength is not as good as the opponent at the same level. I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat him this time!"
"I don't agree with your point of view. I think Master Zhang has reached the sword mind state! It's not like you haven't seen the situations in the previous levels..."
…
I felt that in the mist, the sword energy was everywhere, which was shocking. The faces of many famous teachers in the audience were solemn.
"Sword Heart Realm?"
Wu Tianhao's body trembled as he returned from the air.
At the beginning, he wanted to challenge Master Zhang not with his boxing skills or palm skills, but with his sword skills. He thought that with his understanding of the sword, he would be able to defeat the opponent easily, but unexpectedly, Master Zhang directly accepted the challenge and fell into a passive position.
I thought that if I had another chance to challenge, I would definitely use the sword. If I didn't make another move, I felt the sword energy in front of me, and I suddenly lost my confidence.
No matter who is the person who understands the heart of the sword and can fight against it, how can his swordsmanship be inferior?
At least it's not something his level of cultivation can compete with.
"Master Zhang...can he win?"
Hall Master Kang and others were also worried.
"Don't worry, I will definitely win, but..." Zhao Feiwu frowned into knots.
"Just what?"
Knowing that the second princess had a good relationship with Master Zhang, several people came to look over.
"Master Zhang's swordsmanship, there is no doubt, has already reached the realm of sword heart!" Zhao Feiwu nodded.
Back at the Tiantian Sacrifice Platform in the Xuanyuan Kingdom, Master Zhang displayed the sword energy of the lower Jianxin realm. She, Jin Conghai and others stood on the back of the beast and could see clearly.
Now with the increase in strength, the understanding of the realm must be stronger. If there is someone who displays the sword mind state, she can be sure that it must be Master Zhang.
Even if not, his understanding of swords is definitely not worse than this.
"It's just...he doesn't have the right weapons..." Zhao Feiwu continued.
Master Zhang has risen too quickly. He has a lot of spiritual stones, but few decent weapons.
When I was carving formation plates at the Formation Masters Guild in Honghai City, I used borrowed swords.
When comparing swords with others, the understanding of swords is of course important, and weapons also play a large role. If there is not a long sword of sufficient level to compete with it, even if the understanding is stronger, I am afraid you will be at a disadvantage.
"Then...what should we do?"
Hall Master Kang and others were stunned.
I thought that with a teacher as powerful as Master Yang, there would be no shortage of supplies, but I didn’t expect that he didn’t even have a mid-level spiritual-level long sword. If this was really the case... how could we compare?
If I had known this, I would have borrowed one casually, but now the competition has begun, and even if I borrow it, it is already too late.
"Just wait for the result, there is nothing anyone can do!"
Zhao Feiwu shook his head.
A few people were worried when they heard a Lang Lang's voice in the fog: "Master Hong, please withdraw the formation!"
"The battle is over?"
Everyone was stunned again.
You don't want anyone to see the result of the competition, but now you have to withdraw the formation. Doesn't it mean that the battle between the two has come to an end?
How many minutes has it been? Less than two minutes... Could it be that someone wins and someone loses?
The speed is too fast!
call!
With doubtful eyes, the fog in front of his eyes slowly dispersed, and two figures were revealed.
Master Zhang and Liao Wuzhi were both standing in the same position. They seemed to have never moved, and there were no injuries or sword marks on their bodies. The swordsmanship competition, which they thought was very dangerous, looked as if it had not yet begun.
"This... who won?"
"I don't know either, but... where is Master Zhang's sword?"
"Yes, isn't it for sword competition? Why doesn't Master Zhang have a sword?"
"Isn't Master Zhang abandoning his sword and admitting defeat?"
…
Although both sides of the contest did not move, Liao Wuzhi was holding a long sword, and the cold air was overwhelming, while Master Zhang, with his bare hands, did not know whether he had put the sword into the storage ring or not taken it out at all.
However, from the looks of the two of them, it was impossible to tell whether they were winning or losing.
"I lost!"
While he was guessing, he heard Liao Wuzhi's voice. Then the genius shook his head, put away the sword in his hand, and put it into the storage ring.
"Master Liao lost?"
"What happened?"
There was an uproar.
What on earth did Master Zhang do to make Liao Wuzhi, a proficient swordsman, willingly admit defeat in less than two minutes?
"Master Zhang's mastery of swordsmanship makes me ashamed!"
Ignoring the surprise of everyone in the audience, Liao Wuzhi shook his head, looked at the young man in front of him, cupped his fists and said: "I have reached the early stage of lowering the sword and find it very difficult to make progress. I wonder if Master Zhang can give me some advice and tell me.
The direction of cultivation!”
In the entire Hanqi Sect, except for him, there is no one else who has reached the Sword Heart Realm. Even if he wants to advance, he has no direction.
Although the young man in front of him is younger than him, his understanding of swords is much better than his. If he can take the opportunity to ask for advice, it will definitely be of great help to his future practice.
"Guide?"
I didn't expect that Liao Wuzhi would be so calm about losing and directly asked for advice. Zhang Xuan nodded calmly and stretched out his palm: "Here comes the sword!"
"yes!"
As soon as his eyes lit up, Liao Wuzhi hurriedly took out the long sword and handed it to him.
With a flick of his finger, the long sword came out of its shell, and the gloomy sword energy surged out, like light, dazzling.
"Master Zhang, are you... going to give some advice to Liao Wuzhi?"
"It seems that if you just... give me some advice, why don't you use your own sword? Other people's swords are all recognized by their master. Once the spirit resists, the sword's intention and effect will not be displayed!"
"Yes, it's so strange..."
…
Seeing Zhang Xuan asking for the sword, everyone frowned.
When a long sword reaches the spiritual level, it has its own spirituality. Once it recognizes its owner, as long as the owner survives, it will be difficult for outsiders to control it. Since Master Zhang wants to pass on the sword, why not use his own weapons but rely on others?
Just as he was wondering, wanting to see what Master Zhang was doing, he heard a sharp sound from the long sword in his hand.
"Spiritual excitement, take the initiative to recognize the Lord?"
"As soon as you touch Master Liao's long sword, will he recognize its owner?"
Everyone was shocked.
It is very troublesome to get the spirit-level weapon to be recognized as its owner. Some people clean it every day and have not succeeded for several years. Master Zhang is better, Master Liao is still standing there. When he touches his palm, the opponent's long sword is surging, which is the same as the previous Qing Qing.
Like an eagle and a beast, he plans to recognize his master...
Isn’t this incredible?
Liao Wuzhi didn't expect it either, and his eyes widened in fear.
In order to let the spirit of this sword recognize its owner, he spent a full half a year, and even nourished it with his heart and soul for a whole month, before he completely surrendered and the sword's will increased greatly.
The other party just touched him and begged him to recognize his master... The gap was definitely too big.
"Watch it, I'll only use it once!"
While he was in shock, he heard Master Zhang's faint voice.
He quickly calmed down and looked over with focused eyes.
There was a sudden silence in the audience, and no one dared to blink for fear of missing something.
Being able to defeat Master Liao who understood the sword's heart, they also wanted to see how far Master Zhang had come to understand the sword.
call!
When everyone focused their attention, the long sword in Zhang Xuan's hand moved.
The long sword that had been so cold before seemed to have lost its light and power in his hand. It was like a straw, weightless, and seemed to be an extension of his arm, without any inconsistency.
Wow!
The long sword struck Liao Wuzhi, came to him, and then retracted it. Because the speed was so fast, many people didn't even see him clearly.
Bang!
Zhang Xuan put the long sword back into the scabbard, raised his feet and walked towards the stage.
"What a fast swordsmanship!"
"Is this Master Zhang's understanding of the sword?"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not knowing why.
Even Liao Wuzhi was confused.
Master Zhang just struck down with his sword, and although it was very fast,... with his strength, he could still do it easily, and even faster than this... But it's not worth learning by yourself!
call!
While I was wondering, the wind brought by me turned around and a piece of hair fell from my forehead.
"Just... cut off a piece of my hair?"
Seeing the long hair falling slowly, Liao Wuzhi's pupils shrank.
He has thick hair, and when he strikes with a sword, he only cuts off one hair without hurting the others. His control over power is simply astonishing. Is it possible...
As expected of Master Zhang, he is indeed terrifying!
"A sword cuts off a hair, but Master Liao doesn't know it?"
"What kind of swordsmanship is this? What level of sword control can you achieve?"
"I don't know...but I am afraid that I have reached the peak of the sword heart, and even...the realm of the sword heart!"
"Hit the sword's heart?"
Everyone in the audience was speechless.
A sword slashes out and cuts off a hair. This kind of control is something I cannot believe unless I have seen it with my own eyes.
"Thank you Master Zhang for your guidance..."
Liao Wuzhi clasped his fists in a respectful manner.
"Do you understand?"
Zhang Xuan stopped.
"I understand, Master Zhang cuts off his hair with a sword, and his control power is terrifying. It means that I should practice more control power..."
Liao Wuzhi hurriedly expressed his understanding.
Before he finished speaking, Master Zhang shook his head, his back under the moonlight looking extremely disappointed: "It seems... you didn't understand!"
After speaking, he gently waved his sleeves.
call!
A gust of wind blew over, and the hair that had just fallen was gently rolled up and instantly torn into pieces, broken into dozens of small sections, flying around.
