"Unable to match Earth's swordsmanship beginners. Do you want to exit the swordsmanship space?"
"Of course I won't quit. Why can Linghu Chong and I still fight one or two moves, but the one who hits the earth is killed instantly?"
"The world where Linghu Chong lives is a low-martial world. There is internal strength but the upper limit is not high. The twenty-year-old Linghu Chong has a solid foundation in swordsmanship, is proficient in sword moves and has no kendo realm. He is the host's best opponent at this stage."
"There is no extraordinary power in the earth world. Martial arts is a combination of the human body and physics. The smallest force can achieve the greatest effect, defeating the enemy with one blow. At this time, the host cannot use its internal force. If it encounters it, it will basically be killed instantly, and there will be no learning effect.
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Lu Yan:......
"Okay, okay, you are right. Call Linghu Chong out again. I will fight him for three hundred rounds."
"The match was successful, twenty-year-old Linghu Chong."
Linghu Chong had just appeared, and his figure had not yet solidified. Lu Yan had already charged forward with his sword raised.
"Shameless old thief, I've always been unhappy with you before. Take my sword!"
"Golden Wild Goose Crosses the Sky!" Linghu Chong calmly blocked Lu Yan's quick sword one after another, and at the same time used his rich experience in fighting enemies to guide Lu Yan in the direction he expected.
Lu Yan's continuous attacks had no effect. He found that Linghu Chong seemed to have some spare strength, as if he was deliberately giving in?
This is to lure my sword to follow the trajectory he wants. Swordsmanship fighting actually relies on brains?
Realizing that Lu Yan was distracted, Linghu Chong paused, stepped forward, hid the sword behind his back, and struck at Lu Yan's vitals with his bare hands.
What about the promised sword showdown!
Lu Yan had been guarding against Linghu Chong's sword. When he saw him hiding the sword, he focused all his attention behind Linghu Chong, trying to find the trajectory of his sword attack. As a result, Linghu Chong struck him with a single strike of his sword——
In a hurry, Lu Yan turned around to bear the blow with his left shoulder, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack with the sword in his right hand. At this moment, Linghu Chong's sword hidden behind him showed its sharpness, and the sword penetrated Lu Yan's left rib—— Lu Yan, died——
"Ahem~ If you come again, I won't believe it. I, Lu Yan, can't defeat you, you scumbag!"
Well~ Lu Yan is at odds with Linghu Chong. He used to like the character created by Mr. Jin, but now,
"I want to eat your flesh alive!"
Linghu Chong:......
Lu Yan, died——
"Ahem~ Come again!"
How long is ten thousand hours?
10 hours a day, 1,000 days, Lu Yan spent 10,000 hours fighting the enemy in the swordsmanship space, that is, a person spent 10 hours a day in swordsmanship duels for nearly three years.
It can be said that if Lu Yan can persevere under such high-intensity training, he will be better than most people in the world.
"Ahem~ System, how long has it been?"
"8000 hours."
"What~ it took me... 8,000 hours to defeat a twenty-year-old Linghu Chong!"
Lu Yan was mentally exhausted. He was constantly being killed - summed up - killed again - summed up again... In an infinite loop, he had persisted for so long. If he hadn't been obsessed with defeating Linghu Chong, he might have given up. p>
What kind of stuff was Linghu Chong in the early stage? He was weak. Did he work so hard to barely reach that level? Not to mention, Qin Shi's world was higher than Xiaoao's martial arts.
"Do you want to continue matching?"
"Who will be next?"
"The match was successful, thirty-year-old Linghu Chong."
Lu Yan:......
"System~you~tmd are just~playing with me! Is the span of the second stage so big?"
Although Lu Yan doesn’t know how old Linghu Chong is in the finale, he’s almost at the age of 30! At that level, you can fight with your own head?!
"Host, the swordsmanship space cannot use internal force. Thirty-year-old Linghu Chong has gone very far in swordsmanship. He is the most suitable opponent for the host at this stage."
"If, I mean if, I can kill this Linghu Chong, then who will be the next step?"
"According to the system recommendation, the next step is Xiao Li Feidao Li Xunhuan."
"System, you succeeded in making me laugh! What does he have to do with swordsmanship!"
"The system cannot answer if the host is not in the realm."
Lu Yan didn't speak anymore. He was too tired and was killed by the thirty-year-old Linghu Chong with a sword. But he smiled and was hacked to death so that he could rest for a while. When I got up, he was a good man again.<
/p>
"It is detected that the host consciousness is weak, do you want to exit the sword space?"
"Wait a minute! I want to feel it again."
Thirty-year-old Linghu Chong continues to carry forward the concept of swordsmanship of Dugu Nine Swords, reducing complexity to simplicity, eliminating the old and retaining the green. The skill reaches its end with thousands of changes, whether it is a critical moment to defeat the enemy with a single blow, or a turbulent wave.
, all in his mind.
Lu Yan had fought with the 20-year-old Linghu Chong for so long and was very familiar with his swordsmanship. After the advanced level, Linghu Chong used his previous sword moves, giving him a new experience. This was the system setting the next level of swordsmanship.
In front of your own eyes, of course you have to cherish it!
Unfortunately, his spirit was at its limit, and Lu Yan watched helplessly as Linghu Chong stabbed his chest with his sword for the last time...
"Master, what happened to Lu Yan?"
Xiaoyan Lu choked with sobs. She was fine when doing morning lessons in the morning, but suddenly Lu Yan fell to the ground and was unconscious for eight hours.
The unknown people said that Lu Yan’s signs of life were weak and he might not live long.
"Huh? He seems to be fine?"
Wuming noticed that Lu Yan's realm seemed to have broken through. The burning internal energy was nourishing his body, and his consciousness was just sleeping, no longer as precarious as before.
Fighting in consciousness?
This is the dream-breaking hand of a senior Taoist master. Is it really a senior Taoist?
Wuming looked at Lu Yan whose breathing was gradually calming down, and many questions came to his mind.
"Really? He's fine! Then why did he faint suddenly?"
"Yan Lu, go to the restaurant and buy some nourishing food. He will probably have to stay in bed for another half month."
"Yeah." Yan Lu nodded.
"Ah~where is this~"
Lu Yan was so angry that he reluctantly opened his eyes.
"Are you practicing in your consciousness?"
Wuming sat beside Lu Yan's bed and held Lu Yan's wrist.
"It's much better now. Seeing how exhausted you are, is the opponent in your mind very strong?"
Boss! I kneel down for you!
Can actually know what happened in my conscious world.
"Teacher, I..."
"You should rest. Although Taoists always say to let nature take its course and have no desires or demands, I have never seen anyone give Taoist classics to others to read. You have Taoist secrets. If there is any inconvenience, you don't need to say it."
Ha? Wuming thinks he is a Taoist?
It seems that there is nothing wrong with it. I just started engraving "Xiaoyaoyou" because I heard that there is a Taoist school in Luoyi. In this era when knowledge is monopolized, if a boy can memorize such a profound article as "Xiaoyaoyou", it will definitely
It will be taken seriously.
As a result, Wuming happened to be taken away from Luoyi, and he escaped the iron hoof of Qin's destruction of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. It is reasonable for him to regard me as someone who has Taoist secrets.
"You have made a breakthrough in your inner strength, so pay attention to review it all the time."
Wuming checked Lu Yan's pulse again and saw that there was no problem, so he left with a few words of advice.
I have a breakthrough?!
Fire dancing in the whirlwind, the first level, no fear, no regrets.
Seeing through the boundary between life and death in the space of consciousness, pushing open the door of kendo, and dying countless times in 8,000 hours, I finally reached the first level. No wonder it is said that the Fire Dance Whirlwind cannot be practiced by anyone without great wisdom and bravery~
Hee hee! I am also very wise and brave!
Lu Yan was narcissistically excited.
"Congratulations to the host Huowu Xuanfeng for reaching the first level of cultivation. The main mission - Tianxiashi has begun."
What? There are also main quests?!
Stop it!
Lu Yan ignored his tired mind and immersed his consciousness into the system space.