Chapter five hundred and thirty second superb control
Chapter 532: Superb control
Chapter 532: Superb control
Huang Wushuang's plain voice still lingered in the wind, but his body was submerged in the clouds.
Still looking at the stone sword in his hand, Ye Chen quietly thought about Huang Wushuang's words: "A heavy sword has no peaks, and a great skill has no workmanship!"
Yue Wuxie and others were also thinking deeply. After a few moments, Ye Chen raised his head and his eyes fell on the snow lotus in front of him. The image of Huang Wushuang's sword could not help but appear in his mind.
An inexplicable smell spread in Ye Chen's heart. Whether it was the control of strength or the control of strength, Huang Wushuang vividly demonstrated the skill and skill.
After a few breaths, Ye Chen suddenly slashed his sword forward, and its terrifying power exploded at the tip of the sword.
Hiss! The sword tip fell from the petals again, and just like before, the petals were split into two halves again.
Sheathing the sword, Ye Chen's eyes swayed along with the floating petals. After the petals fell to the ground, Ye Chen stood up, holding the extremely heavy stone sword in one hand and walked towards the mountain wall.
Seeing this, Yue Wuxie and the others were no longer surprised. They were immersed in their own worlds and did not pay attention to Ye Chen.
When Ye Chen came to the cliff, he raised his head and looked at Xiyue Peak on the opposite side. A beautiful shadow was still dancing there, as light as the snowflakes falling in the sky.
With a faint smile, Ye Chen looked away, his mind completely immersed in the sword in his hand.
The heavy stone sword was swung by Ye Chen, thrusting out one sword after another. The shadows of the swords kept overlapping, and the terrifying pressure directly bounced away the surrounding snowflakes.
Seeing this, Ye Chen frowned slightly, and his sword force suddenly changed. The pressure in the sky dissipated, and the snowflakes around him fell from Ye Chen's side again.
With his eyes closed tightly, Ye Chen thrust his sword forward one after another. Each sword struck a snowflake, and the snowflake exploded instantly.
The sword's speed and strength controlled it in just a moment, and the flying snow in the sky was also affected by Ye Chen, flying around Ye Chen.
Day after day, night and day alternated in the void, and Ye Chen was always drawing and drawing his sword, over and over again.
The woman in white on Xiyue Peak is also dancing with a sword, performing the same set of sword skills every day. However, every time, the sword of the girl in white always gives people a different feeling.
When dawn came quietly on the seventh day, Ye Chen opened his eyes. The wine bottle tied around his waist had fallen to the ground at some point, and a thick layer of frost condensed on the mouth of the bottle.
His right foot accidentally touched the wine bottle, and the wine bottle rolled on the ground, making a crisp ding-dong sound.
Opening his eyes, Ye Chen looked at the floating clouds under his feet and the beautiful silhouette opposite him, and murmured softly: "Is it already the seventh day?"
Snowflakes slowly fell above Ye Chen's head and danced in the air. In an instant, Ye Chen's originally drooping right hand suddenly raised and stabbed out with a sword.
The stone sword turned into a stream of light and shot out, hitting the snowflakes. Originally, the force contained in the stone sword was enough to tear the snowflakes apart, but the snowflakes were not damaged at all and fell lightly to the ground.
Seeing the snowflakes falling to the ground, Ye Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and an inexplicable smile emerged: "Did you finally succeed?"
Putting away the stone sword, Ye Chen stepped on it with both feet, and his figure quietly left, turning into a black shadow and passing through several buildings, leaping towards the Bitan behind Luoxia Peak.
The breeze blew by, causing waves to rise on the Bitan, and ripples spread out in all directions.
In the past, snow lotuses bloomed here, but today, the blooming snow lotuses turned into broken flowers and fell into the blue pool.
This bitan pool not only submerged the remaining flowers, but also submerged the sharp sword energy. Several figures swayed beside the bitan, and their thick stone swords shot out like rainbows.
The stone sword ruthlessly shattered the blooming snow lotus. Seeing this, several sighs were heard.
After Ye Chen came here, the snow lotuses on the green pool were no longer the same as before, and a few snow lotuses were sparsely swaying in the wind.
After stopping the sword dance and feeling Ye Chen's breath, Yue Wuxie turned around and smiled softly at Ye Chen: "Suifeng, how are you practicing? Can you achieve what the peak master said?"
Saying this, there was a hint of helplessness in Yue Wuxie's tone. It was obviously extremely difficult for them to achieve that step in their current state.
Hearing this, Ye Chen did not directly answer Yue Wuxie, but just smiled faintly. His eyes passed over several figures and landed on the snow lotus in the blue pool.
Seeing this, Yue Wuxie sighed slightly: "The control of strength has to be superb to achieve that step. I really don't know how the peak master did it!"
As soon as these words came out, several people around him nodded in agreement. For seven consecutive days, that simple sword strike caused a sense of frustration among these proud men.
With a faint smile, Ye Chen smiled without saying a word. He held his sword and stood by the edge of the blue pool, waving the stone sword quietly in his hand. It was not until the figure appeared that Ye Chen stopped dancing.
A martial robe made a hunting sound, and Huang Wushuang's figure emerged in mid-air. He looked at the people below calmly and said calmly: "Each person shoots a sword!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen and the others looked at each other. Finally, Yue Wuxie was the first to stand up, holding a sword. The stone sword was instantly unsheathed and slammed down towards the snow lotus in front. In just the blink of an eye, a strange flower appeared.
The snow lotus was split into half.
Compared with the previous result of crushing the snow lotus with one sword, Yue Wuxie's sword made great progress.
Seeing this, Huang Wushuang nodded lightly, and his eyes fell on the next disciple. Several disciples stepped forward and stabbed him with their swords, but still no one could do what Huang Wushuang did.
In response, Huang Wushuang sighed slightly. When his eyes moved to Ye Chen, a trace of expectation could not help but appear in his eyes.
The people around him also looked at Ye Chen with confusion. If he and others couldn't do that, could he?
Feeling everyone's gaze, Ye Chen's face remained as calm as ever. He took a few steps forward with his sword in hand and stood on the rocks of Bitan.
Looking at Xuelian in front of him, Ye Chen suddenly closed his eyes slowly, raised his right hand slightly, and the stone sword in his hand immediately shot out, and a sharp explosion suddenly sounded.
Just like Huang Wushuang's original sword, a strange scene happened in front of everyone. The stone sword struck down the snow lotus extremely quickly. However, when it was about to touch it, the stone sword became extremely slow, and it fell from the petals very softly.
Crossed.
The sword passed by, and the snow lotus was still swaying in the wind. This sword did not cause any damage to the snow lotus.
Looks of astonishment appeared on everyone's faces. Yue Wuxie and others stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence. What they thought was a difficult step to reach the sky was easily accomplished by Ye Chen.
Huang Wushuang also looked at Ye Chen with a complicated expression. This kid actually did it?
Huang Wushuang vaguely remembered that it took her several months to achieve this step. Even then, she was called a pervert by her master. So, isn't the person in front of her a monster?
Ye Chen calmly looked at the glances from everyone, his face was extremely calm, without any trace of emotion.
After a few breaths, Huang Wushuang chuckled and said: "That's right! You have truly understood that sentence: heavy swords have no peaks, and great skill has no workmanship!"
Having said this, Huang Wushuang raised his sword slightly, pointed at Yue Wuxie and the others and said, "You still need to work hard!"
Hearing this, Yue Wuxie and others lowered their heads one after another and said: "This disciple will definitely live up to the high expectations of the Peak Master!"
Seeing this, Huang Wushuang nodded slightly, flicked his right hand, and a stone sword instantly rose from the ground and fell into Huang Wushuang's hand.
There is no other difference between this stone sword and other stone swords on the surface, but its color is darker. Huang Wushuang moved his left hand slightly, grabbing a dark red bead in his hand. When he held it with his left hand, the bead exploded instantly.
came and turned into a ball of red mist surrounding the surface of the stone sword. A strange scene happened. The stone sword actually absorbed the mist. After doing all this, Huang Wushuang looked at everyone.
Huang Wushuang suddenly swung his right hand, and his stone sword flew downwards in the air with an extremely powerful sound.
Boom! A roar suddenly sounded, and the snow and mud splashed everywhere. The stone sword was stuck in the snow, leaving only the hilt on the ground.
Looking at the dark hilt, everyone was stunned. When did this stone sword become so heavy?
With his eyes raised slightly, Huang Wushuang pointed at Ye Chen and said calmly: "Suifeng, pull out that sword!"