"No Attack" is the easiest swordsmanship to practice, but it is also the most difficult swordsmanship to practice. Don't be tempted by external objects, insist on being unmoving and immovable, and the word "patience" is the foundation of "No Attack" swordsmanship.
Bai Candong realized the artistic conception of "No Attack", but it is still not an easy task to practice "No Attack Sword Technique". However, compared with those who can't even withstand the "No Attack" sword intention, it is still not an easy task.
In general, Bai Candong has already taken a big step ahead.
"In this way, the 100 million-year life scale is gone. The life scale is really useless." Bai Cangdong sighed secretly. If he could feel the sword king's will to win in the sword room all the time, I believe it would only take a month at most.
, he will be able to practice "No Attack" and be promoted to the limitless level, but if he practices it slowly by himself, the time will be extended several times.
Only now can Bai Cangdong clearly feel how generous Gong Xingyu was in giving him the opportunity to learn the sword for ten years. Ten years was enough for him to learn all the kendo wills in the sword room.
By then, in terms of swordsmanship alone, no one in the world will be able to compare with him.
For the next period of time, Bai Cangdong spent time at home recuperating from his injuries while digesting and comprehending the artistic conception of not attacking.
"Master, is the non-attacking sword intention really as powerful as you said?" Chu Feihuang asked with some yearning after hearing Bai Cangdong's story about seeking victory as the Sword King.
"Of course it's true. If you can practice this sword technique to the extreme like a victorious swordsman, there will be almost no one in the world who can defeat you. However, because of the special nature of this sword technique, it will be difficult for you.
Defeat powerful opponents with this swordsmanship."
"What's the point of swordsmanship that cannot defeat the enemy?" Chu Feihuang's swordsmanship is extremely domineering, and her interest in swordsmanship such as "non-attack" is really limited.
Bai Cangdong didn't force Chu Feihuang to learn anything. Everyone's personality is different, and their swordsmanship skills are also completely different. Chu Feihuang only needs to follow her own path.
After the injury healed, Bai Candong went to the Star Martial Arts Arena again to challenge the third defender of the Twelve Stars Arena.
On the way home, Bai Cangdong saw Yang Sanlang making a fight with someone again. This time he saw Yang Sanlang, but Bai Cangdong was somewhat shocked. The sword light on Yang Sanlang's body was restrained. He had already begun to possess it.
The atmosphere of kendo will.
"Yang Sanlang, you are really a born bitch. If I don't abuse you for three days, your skin will itch, right?" Count Bingling arrogantly pointed at Yang Sanlang's nose and cursed.
"You will know who tortures whom after a comparison." Yang Sanlang said calmly.
"Compared a thousand times and ten thousand times, the result is the same. A rookie like you will only be abused." Earl Bingling said contemptuously.
Yang Sanlang didn't refute. He really didn't have the confidence to win. After such a long period of continuous challenge, his swordsmanship has been improving, but he has never won even a single game. He seems to be just a little bit behind every time. But no matter what
No matter how we can't win, there is always something missing.
"Who said Yang Sanlang can't win?" Bai Candong walked to Yang Sanlang's side, looked at Count Bingling and asked.
"Sword Master Bai..." Yang Sanlang looked at Bai Candong with a strange expression, but Bai Candong waved his hand to stop him from continuing.
"What did I say?" Earl Bingling looked at Bai Candong and sneered: "Sword Master Bai, I admit that you have great cultivation and high understanding, but when it comes to teaching disciples, you have inherited the swordsmanship after even swordsmanship.
You don’t even want to teach, so what’s the use of just teaching some rags? Look what you’ve taught, you’re a master of invincible swordsmanship, your reputation is so great, it’s almost surpassing you, Master Bai Swordsman.”
"So, do you think Yang Sanlang can't beat you?" Bai Cangdong asked, looking at Count Bingling with a calm expression.
"Yes, even if he learns from you for another ten or eight years, I can still abuse him casually." Count Bingling said confidently.
"It doesn't take ten or eight years. Let's duel now. If he can't beat you, I will give these ten silver privilege orders to you for free. What if you lose?" Bai Cangdong took out ten complete privilege orders.
Hold it on the palm of your hand.
Count Bingling and others' eyes suddenly shone, staring at the ten privilege orders. After a while, Count Bingling said: "There is no way I will lose to Yang Sanlang. If I really lose, I will admit that you taught me
The apprentice is also very good."
"You made a good calculation, but it's a pity that you treat us all as fools and idiots. If you want to bet, you must be fair. I will put out ten silver privilege orders, and you will naturally put out a bet of equal value." Bai Cangdong curled his lips and said.
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"We don't have that many life points." Earl Bingling gritted his teeth.
"Signing a debt contract is also acceptable." Bai Cangdong neatly took out a debt contract. This skill he developed on Xiegu Peak is still not unfamiliar at all.
Earl Bingling was hesitant. Ten silver privilege orders were not a small sum. If he lost, he would definitely not be able to get the money back by selling the iron. He would have to ask his family for help.
"You don't want to sign the gun?" Bai Candong waved the debt contract in front of Count Bingling with a look of contempt.
"Sign, why not sign." No matter what Count Bingling thought, he could not lose, so he took the debt contract and signed his name.
He and Yang Sanlang had dueled more than once or twice. Although Yang Sanlang had been making progress, it was still far from enough to threaten him. Count Bingling thought he had a chance to win, and he couldn't bear to give up the big fat on his lips.
"Sword Master Bai...I..." Yang Sanlang wanted to stop Bai Candong, but was stopped again by Bai Candong.
"There is no need to say anything. You have been listening to my lectures on swordsmanship and practicing the swordsmanship I taught. I know very well how capable you are, even better than you yourself. You will definitely win this duel."
"But……"
"No buts, you can't lose today's duel. If you lose, you won't have to learn sword lessons from me anymore." Bai Cangdong said coldly.
"I will try my best." Yang Sanlang gritted his teeth and walked into the martial arts arena.
Bai Cangdong secretly thought: "Yang Sanlang practiced "The Great Sword Zhitian Eternal Unbreakable Sword Technique", and his sword intention has begun to take shape. It is much stronger than that of Count Bingling. The reason why it keeps failing is just in Yang Sanlang's heart.
He has always thought that his talent for practicing swordsmanship is too poor, and he is always timid. He originally had 100% of his ability, but in the end he only showed 20% to 30%. He has a serious lack of self-confidence. He always thinks that he is not as strong as Earl Bingling, but he does not know that his ability has already been improved.
Having surpassed Earl Bingling, Yang Sanlang now only needs one victory to be reborn."
The reason why Bai Candong forced Yang Sanlang so much was because he wanted to help Yang Sanlang build up his confidence as a swordsman. Otherwise, no matter how proficient he was in swordsmanship, he would still be just a waste.
Yang Sanlang walked to the middle of the martial arts arena, looked at Count Bingling standing thirty meters away, and took a deep breath.
"You draw your sword. Let me strike first. I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to fight back." Count Bingling pointed at Yang Sanlang with an imposing manner and said.
Yang Sanlang shook his head silently. The only swordsmanship he knew now was "The Great Sword Zhitian Eternal Sword". This swordsmanship was not an offensive swordsmanship at all.
"Since you don't want to make the first move, don't blame me for being ruthless. I used to just play with you, but today it involves a huge bet of ten silver privilege orders, so I can't play with you anymore. I can only do it as soon as possible.
Let me kill you to avoid causing trouble." As Count Bingling said, he directly pulled out his long sword and stabbed Yang Sanlang like lightning. His sword technique was fast and ruthless.
Yang Sanlang was confused, summoned a big sword and hurriedly blocked Count Bingling's first sword.
Count Bing Ling's sword light turned and stabbed Yang Sanlang again from a strange angle. The smooth changes of sword moves and the skillful control of sword light made even Bai Candong secretly admire: "This Count Bing Ling does have the ability to be so arrogant.
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Yang Sanlang's sword moves were still in a panic, but he blocked left and right, and even blocked dozens of Count Bingling's sword moves. However, they were always extremely dangerous, and the first sword could only be blocked at the last critical moment.
"No, Count Bingling's swordsmanship is too strong. People like me who have no talent for swordsmanship must continue to practice diligently. Only in a few years can I defeat him. I am not his opponent now..." Mr. Yang Sanlang
I felt like I couldn't handle Count Bingling's sword skills, and it became increasingly difficult to resist.
Normally, Yang Sanlang would have been defeated, but today Bai Cangdong was sitting in the stands watching his duel, not to mention that Bai Cangdong also used ten silver privilege orders to buy him to win. If he loses,
It will cause Bai Cangdong to lose ten silver privilege orders.
"You can't lose. You have to persevere no matter what, even if it's just a tie." Although Yang Sanlang's sword moves were still chaotic and unstable, his eyes became firmer.
"Why is this kid so difficult to deal with today? Even though his swordsmanship is in such a mess, he is still able to block my swordsmanship." Earl Bingling had already begun to feel restless in his heart, and he increased the intensity of his natal divine light in his swordsmanship.
I want to capture Yang Sanlang as soon as possible.
However, no matter how hard Count Bingling tried, Yang Sanlang's panicked and sloppy sword skills actually blocked all his sword attacks. For a moment, he didn't know how to defeat Yang Sanlang.
After receiving dozens of sword strikes, Yang Sanlang gradually discovered that Count Bingling was not as scary as he thought. He seemed to be able to block Count Bingling's sword skills without paying a heavy price.
"Earl Bing Ling, it seems that he is not as strong as I thought!" Yang Sanlang slowly calmed down, and his sword skills also stabilized. He became more and more calm and comfortable when drawing and retracting the sword, and the connection of his sword skills became smoother and smoother.
, "The Giant Sword Supports Heaven's Everlasting Sword Technique" finally gained some momentum in his hands.
Yang Sanlang felt better and better, and gradually entered the state. However, Count Bingling felt that something was not good. He had exhausted his best swordsmanship, but he was still unable to break through Yang Sanlang's defense.
"Strange, why did Yang Sanlang's swordsmanship suddenly become so strong today?" Count Bingling was puzzled.