Qin Li held a knife in one hand, and his whole body became domineering in vain. The knife flipped in his hand, cunning and ruthless, and the sword aura was dazzling.
His sword slashed out, creating a terrifying storm. Wherever the sword passed, there was only a white line left.
"When you use your sword, you must be aggressive and domineering, and use all the power you can. Each sword must have the aura of breaking the cauldron."
Qin Li was completely different from before, and he felt a little crazy. The long knife rubbed against the air, and there were faint sparks coming out of it.
"Quick! Quick! You must be quick! If an ordinary person can make one slash, you must make at least three slashes to get started."
As Qin Li spoke, he slashed out three swords in an instant, so fast that only his shadow could be seen.
"When an ordinary person cuts with all his strength with one strike, the second strike will definitely fail. But with the Heaven-Splitting Technique, each strike is an explosion of power."
Qin Li's sword light was faster, slashing out one after another. Each slash was violent and domineering, and the air made a hissing sound as he slashed.
"With the Sky-Splitting Technique, if you practice it to the extreme, you can cut millions of cuts in a row, endlessly, splitting the sky. Unfortunately, my talent is limited, and I can only cut nine cuts."
Qin Li's sword slashes were dazzling. He slashed out nine times in a row, almost to the extreme. Each slash made a sonic boom sound, and the sword light struck the same place nine times in a row.
The air in that place was extremely hot, and when it collided with the long knife, sparks shot out, as if it was burning out of flames.
"Boom...boom..."
The sound of the sonic boom shook the eardrums, and the sword energy brought up strong winds. The strong winds gathered together and actually formed a hurricane dozens of meters high. As the hurricane rolled, the big trees in the yard were uprooted and then swept away by the hurricane.
, broken into several pieces.
The hurricane ravaged all around, and the surrounding vegetation was directly crushed by the wind.
After a long time, the circling hurricane disappeared. Looking around, Xu Wuzhou felt a little thirsty. With Qin Li as the center, the surroundings were in a mess. The big trees were all uprooted and broken. The bluestone floors were already broken.
It turned into gravel, and this place has become a big pit.
Xu Wuzhou sucked in a cold breath. This was just caused by the hurricane of energy brought by the long knife. If the long knife directly slashed on the ground, how powerful would it be?
Nine swords, the swords showed his full power, which is equivalent to nine Qin Li attacking continuously. Moreover, Qin Li said that if he practices to the extreme, he can cut a million swords. What is this concept? Xu Wuzhou can't imagine it!
At that time, perhaps it would really be possible to cut off the sky. Is this where the name Sky Split comes from?
It’s just that this kind of combat skill is only level three?
"The Sky-Splitting Slash is a combat skill your father gave me back then. This set of combat skills comes from a great man. However, my understanding and ability are limited. I have only learned some superficial knowledge and can only use the third-grade combat skills."
Qin Li took out a scroll from his arms, threw it to Xu Wuzhou and said, "What else do you think the Qin family has taken from you? Make a list and I will return it to you when the time comes."
Seeing Qin Li's extremely cold-hearted look, Xu Wuzhou snickered in his heart: This old guy is so arrogant, and now he's angry! His little heart is so sensitive?
"Father-in-law, they are just weapons that nourish the martial spirit. It is not a big deal. I can solve this problem. Otherwise, why don't you leave it to me?" Xu Wuzhou said to Qin Li.
"I don't deserve to be called your father-in-law!" Qin Li snorted coldly, "It's better to be down-to-earth as a person. Don't be arrogant when you have some strength and feel that you are the center of the world."
Yes! Telling the truth was considered arrogant by him.
"Although the eighth-grade is not weak, he is no match for Xie Guangping. Don't be blind and think that you can match him." Qin Li reminded Xu Wuzhou again. Although he felt sorry for Xu Wuzhou, he was not willing to watch him die.
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"It's okay! I have practiced to the ninth level of the day after tomorrow. If I can master this set of combat skills, I will have no suspense against Xie Guangping." Xu Wuzhou replied, but what he was thinking in his heart was that one of the three functions of the black bowl is to help people realize Taoism. His practice will definitely be better than that of Xie Guangping.
Ordinary people are quick.
Qin Li had a sullen face and stopped saying anything to Xu Wuzhou. Did you achieve the ninth level of the day after tomorrow just when you said you would? It took him two years to make the eight meridians circulate to the ninth level.
As for the combat skill of Splitting the Sky, I have practiced it for more than ten years before I can show the power of the third-grade combat skill. If you just open your mouth and master it, do you think you are a genius on the Top 100 List?
Qin Li didn't say anything anymore, thinking that he wouldn't care about this kid from now on, just do whatever he likes. Just looking at him, oh, it's really hard for her. He really made a big mistake.
Watching Qin Li leave angrily, Xu Wuzhou smiled, thinking how much this old guy hated him.
"The old guy is quite cute." Xu Wuzhou laughed, thinking about how to help the Qin family solve the weapon problem.
When his eyes fell on the scroll, Xu Wuzhou stopped thinking and slowly opened the scroll.
The scroll is densely covered with lines, and each line is densely annotated with various texts. The things recorded on it are mysterious and complicated.
Xu Wuzhou took a closer look and found that each line was the route of the body's power, and the annotations were also about the practice and Taoism of this set of combat skills.
It was so dense that Xu Wuzhou was immersed in it and found it difficult. After looking at it for a long time, Xu Wuzhou could not find a way to start practicing.
After persisting like this, Xu Wuzhou felt a little dizzy.
But just when Xu Wuzhou's head was swelling and painful, the liquid in the black bowl actually penetrated into his body, like a clear stream, nourishing Xu Wuzhou's soul.
The dizzy feeling disappeared in an instant, and my mind suddenly gained a sense of clarity, and my mind became clearer, as if it was all in vain. When I looked at the lines on the scroll, they were no longer messy as before, but orderly.
Sure enough, the black bowl has the magical effect of helping people to understand the Tao.
Xu Wuzhou thought, and more blood-colored liquid merged into his mind. Xu Wuzhou felt more and more clear when he consumed hundreds of drops of blood-colored liquid.
Xu Wuzhou was distracted, and he was completely immersed in the scroll. Looking at the lines on the scroll, although they were still densely packed, he could comb them out like a cocoon.
And those textual annotations gradually became clearer.
Where Xu Wuzhou was sitting cross-legged, he felt as if he had fallen into an epiphany. He could no longer perceive anything in the outside world, and could only think of the scroll in front of him.
Xu Wuzhou was immersed in it, and the lines seemed to be alive. The power in Xu Wuzhou's body also formed lines in his body, which constantly resonated with the lines of the scroll.
Immersed in it, Xu Wuzhou forgot everything.
If outsiders saw this moment, they would find that there were bloody snakes constantly swimming around Xu Wuzhou's body, and the blood in his body was constantly swimming.
Similarly, in the palm of his hand, a texture flashed from time to time. These textures resonated with the blood lines running in the body, and slowly formed an inscription.