Chapter eight hundred and seventh: the background of Jianshan
Kongming Sword Mountain is also a top ancient sect with unparalleled swordsmanship and is as famous as Sword Valley.
Little Sword King is the leader among them.
The most bizarre thing is that many Taoist traditions and top sects have geniuses born with profound knowledge, but Kongming Sword Mountain does not.
"Do you know what the secret is?" The Little Sword King of Kongming Sword Mountain asked in a gentle tone.
He has a casual posture, a long sword in his hand, and the empty sword energy bursts out.
Every sword strike caused Yu Wuxia's figure to retreat.
The sword energy spread across the body, and although it could not directly penetrate the flesh, it was able to leave sword marks on his body that were deep enough to show the bones.
In the same realm, there is no innate physique.
But the little sword king of Kongming Sword Mountain seems to be able to crush Yu Wuxia.
Sensing this situation, Yu Wuxia's expression became gloomy.
He gritted his teeth, and the radiance of his white jade body splashed out, activating the strongest killing force and transforming a field.
The roots are humming together, extremely bright.
"Only the strong are worthy of being called foundations. All foundations are those with the strongest talents in each major sect!"
"This is the foundation. It is an existence that a disciple like you cannot imagine!"
Yu Wuxia gritted her teeth and resisted the sword light.
"you are wrong."
The Little Sword King of Kongming Sword Mountain shook his head slightly, his eyes were empty, but he seemed to be able to penetrate all things.
Analyze everything.
Another sword energy slashed down, Yu Wuxia vomited blood, and the white jade body seemed to be cut off.
There was a hint of fear in his eyes.
This genius of the same age clearly does not have an unparalleled physique, nor is he a foundation-level genius.
Why is it so powerful?
Not only him, but also Fang Hao and others' expressions changed drastically.
Even Chu Feng and the others felt slightly shocked.
past.
They knew that the Little Sword King of Kongming Sword Mountain was very powerful.
Compared with Chen Tian, Gu Tianxin and others who were at the peak of their power at that time, they were completely comparable and did not fall behind.
But the number of shots taken was too few.
This person's sword is clear-minded, he doesn't like fighting, and his sharp edge is restrained.
Chu Feng once believed that among the same group of people, the one who could threaten him was never Chen Tian, but this very low-key little sword king.
Let’s look at it now.
He is indeed unparalleled. He is so strong that he can even defeat those with innate physiques!
"The so-called background."
The Little Sword King's tone was gentle and his sword energy was fierce. With each strike, Yu Wuxia was unable to resist with each strike.
His gentle words were spoken slowly.
"It is the person who is in charge of the sect who can emerge after the Holy Son, Sword Master, and Young Master all fall."
"I have to say that his innate physique and unparalleled bloodline are indeed extraordinary."
"but."
"I don't know if you have ever thought about why, with such a high talent and rich background, you can only stay in the sect and cannot be born unless the world changes drastically?"
The little sword king's eyes were indifferent, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes.
"because."
"Everyone who is born is a person with excellent qualifications, temperament, and talent."
"A foundation is just a foundation. There is always one side that is not perfect enough and has huge flaws. Even if you have supreme talent, you cannot dominate one side and it is difficult to achieve success!"
His tone was unpleasant, but every word was like a sharp sword, cutting into the hearts of many foundation-level geniuses.
What is the foundation.
Unparalleled qualifications and outstanding talent.
Innate root bones, or unparalleled blood.
but.
The foundation is the foundation, and it cannot be born in the great world. Only geniuses like the Holy Son and the Sword Son can emerge and enjoy glory.
Because any background, even if the qualifications are unparalleled, must have huge flaws.
Maybe it's the mind, maybe it's the character.
Without exception.
Having transcendent talent and powerful strength does not mean that you are a qualified warrior.
Many people born in aristocratic families may also have these problems, but compared to those at the foundation level, they will only be better!
"Presumptuous!" Yu Wuxia was furious, her face downcast.
All the foundation-level experts had a cold look in their eyes, and their expressions were so gloomy that they could shed tears.
The words of the Little Sword King undoubtedly touched a painful spot in their hearts!
"Yu Wuxia, kill him!"
"This person is slandering us and cannot be tolerated!"
Someone was drinking coldly, ready to move. His innate body seemed to be reviving, and the blood in his body was roaring.
“The foundation cannot be insulted.”
Yu Wuxia's tone dropped and she said coldly, "You are not only slandering us by slandering us like this, you are also slandering the many sects behind us."
"Today, you will die, and I will not hold back!"
With murderous intent, his body of white jade exploded completely, and his whole body looked like it was made of white jade.
As soon as his body moved, the color of the sky changed, and the jade light reflected it, making the world around him seem to be rendered into a square of glazed heaven and earth.
The light shines across the sky in all directions, extremely bright.
Unable to see through all the trajectories.
"Is it."
The Little Sword King of Kongming Sword Mountain chuckled lightly. He stood with his sword in hand, his posture was casual, and he was dressed in green clothes, spreading out with the wind.
"Then do you know why many sects and traditions have geniuses born, but I, Kongming Jianshan, don't have one?"
He gently placed his hand between his eyebrows.
Buzz!
A clear sword pattern was completely imprinted on it, and inside a pair of empty eyes, only the scene of a pool of stagnant water remained.
Like chaos, no brilliance can remain in it.
He stepped out in one step, his body was light and agile, and his body was filled with a heavy sword energy. He rose up from the air, and his tone was gentle, but it made people shudder. "Because, I am the foundation of Sword Mountain!"