After the explanation was completed, Sun Ran went down to earth and reincarnated.
After a period of trance, I entered a new body. The surroundings were quiet except for the sound of breathing. When I opened my eyes, I saw a wide hall.
There were several cases facing each other on both sides of the hall. After the cases, the samurai with swords knelt down on bamboo mats and drank in silence without saying a word. The atmosphere was very depressing.
Sun Ran looked at himself. He was dressed in linen clothes, with a coarse cloth belt tied around his waist, and a one-handed sword on the belt. He was also dressed as a swordsman.
Information about him came to mind: Yi Li, twenty-five years old, orphan, homeless, a sword guard raised by the Yue State Doctor Fan Li, that is, a swordsman. This place is Doctor Fan's sword hall, and it is also the daily life of these swordsmen.
A place to gather to chat and discuss matters.
In the silence, a warrior suddenly spoke: "It's a shame for a man to lose at the hands of women consecutively!"
After hearing what he said, relevant memories came to Sun Ran's mind: "A Qing, a girl from Yue, was hired by the King of Yue as the chief swordsman to teach the swordsmen of the Yue Kingdom, but everyone was dissatisfied. A Qing agreed that as long as someone can defeat her, then
He immediately took up his post and left. Therefore, there are many Yue swordsman challengers every day, and there is no doubt about the result. So far, no one is his opponent. No matter who he is, he will be defeated within three moves."
Another warrior sighed: "This woman's swordsmanship is as amazing as nature's and her ghosts and spirits are unpredictable. It's really... ugh."
Then there was another moment of silence.
After a while, a young man in a robe and a hat ran in, bowed to all the swordsmen, and said: "Fellow warriors, the time has come, and the national master is waiting for your challenge in the sword pavilion."
All the swordsmen looked at each other, and finally sighed helplessly. They stood up and followed the young man to the sword pavilion.
Naturally, Sun Ran followed suit, walking at the end. He carefully felt the quality of this new body.
He is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, flexible yet powerful. There are deep calluses on the inside of his fingers. When you hold the hilt of the sword, you will feel a sense of blood connection. The sword is like an extension of your arm. Obviously, practicing swordsmanship is very good.
diligent.
He carefully felt the muscles, bones, flesh and blood. Every blood vessel and every muscle fiber was carefully combed, quickly and methodically, until he walked to the sword pavilion. Sun Ran had already combed his body, and all the tiny and messy clumsy forces were
Clearly, all the energies in the body merge into one. They become one Hunyuan.
The sword pavilion has arrived.
The place is large and the decoration is exquisite. There are already many people in the lobby. Apart from the servants and guards, the most conspicuous ones are a man and a woman.
The man was very young, probably in his thirties. She was dressed in fine clothes, with a handsome face, a handsome figure, and gorgeous clothes. Sun Ran knew that she was Fan Li, a senior official of the Yue Kingdom. The most important person in the Yue Kingdom, Gou Jian, could be said to be the second most important person in the Yue Kingdom.
No. 1 person. Equivalent to the prime minister in later generations, with high position and authority.
Standing next to him was a woman in green clothes, holding a green bamboo stick in her hand. She was the target that Sun Ran wanted to defeat this time: the Yue girl A Qing.
What he saw on the video before was not very clear. Now that he was up close, Sun Ran began to observe it carefully.
This woman, no, to be precise, she should be a girl. She has a pretty face and a childish figure. She seems to be no more than eighteen, sixteen at most. In short, from a rough look, she is just an ordinary girl with a prettier appearance.
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There were more than thirty samurai who came together, but after the first ten entered, the next twenty or so were stopped by the guards at the door.
"If you're not good at it, just watch it at the door."
These swordsmen are also divided into levels. Before entering, there were ten who were recognized as having the highest sword skills. At the same time, they were born well. There was at least one famous person in their ancestors. They were of noble blood and rich in wealth. They even wore brocade robes. When entering the game,
Because they pay more, they have the priority to challenge Ah Qing.
These latter are ordinary people who came from the rough and are miscellaneous soldiers. Unless their sword skills are really amazing, they can just join in the fun.
Sun Ran was one of the miscellaneous soldiers and was stopped outside the door. He didn't care, so he found an inconspicuous position at the door and watched the competition in the lobby.
People of this era were very straightforward in doing things and did not pay much attention to formalities. A warrior in brocade robes drew his sword in his hand and held it to Ah Qing as a salute: "Ask me for advice!"
Ah Qing stepped forward, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, standing casually: "Please first!"
The warrior in brocade didn't say much. He shouted loudly, drew his sword, rubbed his body, and stabbed Ah Qing in the heart with the sword.
This sword is powerful, powerful, and extremely fast, like lightning. It would not have been possible without ten years of hard work.
Sun Ran looked at it and nodded secretly. This guy has superb swordsmanship and is much more powerful than the original owner of this body.
At this moment, a green bamboo stick suddenly protruded, a blue shadow flashed, and then there was a 'clang' sound. The sword fell from the hand of the warrior in brocade. He covered his hand and took a step back. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "I lost."
He leaned over and picked up the sword, without saying a word, turned around and left the sword pavilion.
Fan Li said: "Ah Qing, such a martial arts competition is not a thing, can't you teach them?"
Ah Qing shook his head helplessly: "My sword has no moves or styles. I just use it for fun. I can use it however I like it. There is really no way to teach it."
Another swordsman in brocade came forward and said to his sword: "Ask for advice."
Then he drew his sword, and the sword was caught by the bamboo stick midway, and then the sword fell and injured someone. It was a complete repeat of the previous situation.
The third swordsman still had the same result.
Then Fan Li spoke: "Today's competition ends here. Everyone, go back and try to figure out Miss A Qing's divine sword. Don't slack off."
The warriors bowed and retired.
Sun Ran also followed suit, raised his sleeves and quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: 'Looking at this situation, it seems that I am really no match.'
This woman's swordsmanship has no moves or styles. It is completely natural. Everything comes from the heart. It has reached the Tao realm and cannot be called swordsmanship, but the way of swordsmanship.
Although Sun Ran is quite narcissistic, he is never arrogant. His most powerful ability is Taoism, not martial arts. Although he has practiced martial arts for many years, he has a deep understanding and can be called a master, but that is for ordinary people.
As a human being, there is no confidence in the supreme sword-wielding genius in front of him, not at all.
‘If it were me, using purely martial arts, I would definitely be able to survive three moves, but when it comes to five moves, I’m not sure, and when it comes to ten moves, I’m bound to lose.’ This was Sun Ran’s judgment.
‘Do we really need to use Taoism to assist us?’ Sun Ran thought to himself that he might be able to win using Taoism, but it still felt too embarrassing and made him feel really uncomfortable.
After all the swordsmen exited the sword pavilion, they did not return to the sword pavilion. Instead, they each exited Fan Li's residence.
Sun Ran also returned to his residence according to his memory. Without rest, he walked to the yard and sat on the edge of the well, thinking hard about how to break the sword without movement.
After thinking for a while, he stood up again, drew out his sword, recalled the sword shadow he had seen transformed into with a green bamboo stick, and began to simulate a battle.
An illusion seemed to appear in front of his eyes. As soon as he thrust out his sword, a green shadow wrapped around him and pointed at his wrist. He hurriedly returned the sword to seal the green shadow. The green shadow turned again, like a clever green feather, pointing from another angle.
Toward the wrist.
Sun Ran was forced and couldn't help but use all his strength. A dim silver light appeared in his eyes, and his whole body was filled with energy. Time suddenly slowed down, and the green shadow returned to the bamboo stick and began to move inch by inch.
Although his reaction has accelerated, Sun Ran's physical quality has not changed, and his strength and speed are still the same. Therefore, the speed at which he raises his sword to block has not changed. It just takes a lot more reaction time out of thin air.
If an outsider were to look at it, they would have discovered that Sun Ran's sword draw was not fast, but slowed down a bit. He was fighting an unfounded opponent.
He continued to change his sword posture for several seconds, but he still had no choice but to put away his sword: "Even if I use my full strength, compared to this sword skill, I can only fight to a draw. How can there be such a terrifying sword skill in this world?"
However, although Sun Ran was shocked, he believed that there was no absolutely perfect sword in the world, so he did not feel depressed. He retreated to the well and sat down, leaning his head on his head to think.
Just practicing like this, time flew by, and it was already evening before he knew it. Sun Ran felt hungry, so he took some money and went to a wine shop outside the hospital to order some turbid wine and marinated meat, and drank it by himself.
But he was still thinking about the solution in his mind.
After eating and drinking, Sun Ran returned to his residence and continued to ponder without feeling tired.
That's the way he is. Once he encounters a real challenge, he will devote himself to it until he defeats the opponent.
The time soon reached midnight. Suddenly, Sun Ran's brows moved and he felt a wave of mana.
There was no real energy or magic power in this world, so it was very peaceful. Suddenly someone used magic power, like a bright light in the night, and Sun Ran felt it immediately.
"There are saboteurs!" Sun Ran put away his sword, quietly went out, and followed the direction in which the mana fluctuations came from.
