The next second, Shi Xin's arm immediately shook, and a broad sword appeared in his hand.
The broadsword is one and a half meters long and more than half a foot wide. When it is swung, the wind howls and the force is strong.
Good guy!
This knife paired with Shi Xin's body shape is simply full of an explosive sense of déjà vu.
"Master Qin, I'm offended!"
With the broadsword in hand, Shi Xin muttered something, and then strode forward.
"Brother Shi Xin, you're welcome, show your true strength and fight as you like!"
"good!"
Nodding in response, the sword fell, and in an instant, a sword light emerged. It was fierce and domineering, mighty and powerful, like a rainbow!
Shi Xin's sword skills have always been domineering and fierce, with tricky angles. This sword was just as good as before.
As his strength increases, the power of Shi Xin's sword cannot be underestimated.
However, Qin Tian didn't take it to heart. He picked up a branch and raised his hand to greet it.
Seeing this, Shi Xin was stunned for a moment. He was now taller and taller, two meters away, with big arms and round waist, which was more than a round taller than Qin Tian.
The difference in body shape was already huge, but at this moment, facing Shi Xin's generous sword, Qin Tian actually just picked up a branch to fight?
If he didn't understand Qin Tian, then Shi Xin would definitely think that this guy was crazy, or that this guy was humiliating him.
However, since he was facing Qin Tian, Shi Xin certainly wouldn't think so much.
Bang!
When the knife fell, the air wave exploded. The branches were intact, but the stone heart was knocked back three steps!
The gap in strength was too great. Therefore, after one round, Qin Tian's aura immediately weakened by three points.
"Come again!"
Seeing Qin Tian like this, Shi Xin shouted loudly, holding knives in both hands, and ran over.
Qin Tian, on the other hand, was still holding the branch. No matter how the knife in Shi Xin's hand flickered, Qin Tian remained unmoved.
Under the flickering light of the sword, Qin Tian said: "First of all, you must know that the meaning of the sword lies in your understanding of the sword technique, not in your mastery of the routine."
"Secondly, for any warrior, whether weapons or routines, it is actually just a medium, not the core."
"The intention of the sword mainly lies in understanding, and is not limited to the strength of cultivation."
"For example, the branch in my hand may be just a branch in your hand, but in my hand, it is a magical weapon."
"This depends on cultivation, but it is not limited to cultivation. The same is true for sword intention..."
While talking, Qin Tian jumped up and down, chopping the branches in his hands horizontally and vertically.
However, every time he waved, a blade of light would condense on the branches and fly away through the air.
This really frightened Shi Xin, but he didn't care about it, but tried hard to understand Qin Tian's words and the movements of his hands.
Just as Qin Tian said, this branch, in Qin Tian's hands, is like a magical weapon, indestructible!
On the contrary, the broad knife in Shi Xin's hand looked so vulnerable.
Is this a gap in strength?
No!
Shi Xin could detect that Qin Tian did not display too strong cultivation at this time.
If we just talk about the power of cultivation, they are almost the same, and the most important difference is actually the understanding of the sword's intention!
Thinking of this, Zhui Feng also gradually put aside his familiar routines and inherent thoughts in his heart, and tried to fight as he pleased.
Of course, this kind of letting go does not mean that there is no need for routines, but that the focus is shifted from routines to state of mind.
The change in mentality may not have much impact on the routine, but it can allow him to focus on understanding the meaning of the sword.