"It's too strong. The concussive force condensed into one force, and then exploded completely at the moment of contact." Ye Chen felt that his right arm had become numb, and his muscles and bones were weak. He could hold the Evil-Breaking Sword without losing control.
It's the best he can do.
Trying his best to stabilize his body, Ye Chen used his immortal body to recover the hidden injury on his right arm, and then he said in admiration: "What a move to cross the Demon Sword. Ye Chen has seen it. I dare to ask the Demon Sword King how much force he used to use this sword."
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How could he not feel that the Demon Sword King did not go all out? If the opponent went all out, it would probably not be as simple as a slight injury to his right arm. The bones would be shattered and the muscles would be decomposed. Of course, the opponent cannot be unreasonable.
It was a sparring match, and neither party used their true energy or will.
"About three points!"
The Demon Sword King said truthfully.
Although he knew that the Demon Sword King did not go all out, Ye Chen was still a little distracted when he heard the other party said that he only used three points of his power. This Demon Sword King really should not be underestimated. No wonder he is the top existence among high-level kings.
There are several high-level kings who can resist this rampaging magic sword.
"Brother Ye, do you want to come again?"
The Demon Sword King asked.
"Nature will come again."
Ye Chen felt itchy and couldn't bear it. After a discussion with the Demon Sword King, he gained a new understanding of the power of shock, especially the last strike of the Demon Sword, which made him feel suddenly enlightened.
"This knife has four parts of power."
The Demon Sword King warned, and then his body shot straight out again. The sword came out like thunder, and the light of the sword was extremely restrained, as if it could swallow even the sun's rays.
Ye Chen looked solemn, holding the Evil-Breaking Sword with both hands, tilting his whole body upward, and slashed vertically with the sword.
Clang!
The sparks exploded, and violent air waves swept across all directions in an instant. The next moment, a slightly smaller mountain nearby collapsed half of it, and debris was thrown away.
It was the same as last time. Ye Chen's right arm was sore and weak, bloodshot streaks splattered, and his whole body was ejaculated.
"Huh? Progress!"
The Demon Sword King's expression was stagnant. When he had three points of strength, Ye Chen looked like this. When he had four points of strength, Ye Chen still looked like this. If this isn't progress, what is it?
"sharp!"
The Demon Sword King was frightened by Ye Chen's understanding and learning ability.
"Come again!"
Ye Chen had already repaired the hidden injury on his right arm and said.
"Okay, this time it's five points."
Taking a deep breath, the Demon Sword King was very precise. He performed the same sword move as before without a trace of error, but this time, the explosive power of the sword move was a whole level stronger, like a thunderous explosion or a flash flood.
Jam!
This was the sound of bones breaking, and Ye Chen's right arm was filled with blood.
“I can’t keep up with the progress.”
Ye Chen felt tightness in his chest and the smell of blood in his throat.
The shock power becomes more difficult to learn the further you go. In the front, Ye Chen can keep up with the Demon Sword King. In the back, he can't keep up. After all, he is a human being, not a god. The extent of his progress cannot always be that big.
It will always slow down.
"The next knife will still be five points?"
The Demon Sword King asked.
"It's okay, six-point force."
The Demon Sword King gradually increased the power of his sword, giving him a sense of urgency. He didn't want to lose this sense of urgency. Humans are a strange animal. The more urgent it is, the greater the potential it can unleash. Of course, we must also master it.
A certain degree, otherwise it will collapse.
"Then be careful."
The Demon Sword King understood Ye Chen's thoughts and took out the sword again.
This time, the muscles of Ye Chen's right arm collapsed and the bones were broken inch by inch. He used his own shortcomings to collide with the Demon Sword King's strong points, and the result was naturally tragic.
It's like a high-level king doesn't use his own killing moves, but uses unfamiliar concussive power to fight against the Demon Sword King. How can the result be any better?
I'm afraid I can't even catch one or two of the Demon Sword King's strength.
"Stop for a moment."
Ye Chen suddenly stopped.
It wasn't that he couldn't bear it, but he felt too much at once and didn't have time to digest it. If he delayed a little longer, his inspiration would fade away, so after saying this, he immediately closed his eyes.
"I have a feeling."
The Demon Sword King understood in his heart, stood in the void, and waited quietly.
"I see."
Not only Ye Chen had some insights, Lan Shanmei also had some insights. Her magic sword technique was passed down from the same line as the Demon Sword King. Although she did not personally experience the Demon Sword King's rampant magic sword, she benefited a lot from watching from the sidelines. After all, she
Unlike Ye Chen, Ye Chen has his own way and practices swordsmanship. What she practices is the Demon Sword Technique passed down since the founding of the Demon Sword Sect.
With excitement in her heart, Lan Shanmei couldn't help but pull out her long sword and start practicing.
The ups and downs in the outside world have nothing to do with Ye Chen. He is immersed in the perception of the power of shock. In his mind, the shadow of the Demon Sword King is striking at him again and again, his movements getting slower and slower.
The clearer it is, it seems to have slowed down a thousand times, and every movement can be seen clearly.
The soul power is ten times that of ordinary people, making Ye Chen's simulation ability extraordinary and his analytical ability terrifying.
"Yes, that's it!"
Ye Chen didn't even open his eyes, he held the Evil-Breaking Sword and waved it casually.
once!
twice!
After dozens of times, Ye Chen opened his eyes.
"Let's have six points this time!"
Ye Chen said to the Demon Sword King.
The Demon Sword King nodded.
Clang!
The result shocked the Demon Sword King. Last time, Ye Chen's arm muscles collapsed and his bones were broken. This time, Ye Chen only had cracks in his muscles and no bones were broken.
"The understanding is terrible."
For the first time, the Demon Sword King felt his body go cold due to someone's understanding.
"really."
Ye Chen finally found the right path. The future of the Demon Sword King is only forward. The route he is studying is wrong, or it is a detour. Therefore, no matter how hard he tries, he can only be close to perfection and cannot achieve perfection. Now
The discussion with the Demon Sword King guided him to the right path, and his progress began to become obvious.
When he reached seven points of power, Ye Chen tried the pain of having his right arm torn apart again, but he quickly adapted to the Seven Points of Demonic Sword King's power and began to move towards eight points of power.
"This kid is definitely a freak. He actually made huge progress in one day."
The Demon Sword King could not figure out why Ye Chen had made such great progress. It was simply beyond his imagination and broke common sense. In his opinion, no matter how talented he is, there must be a step-by-step process. No one can achieve it overnight. If
Whoever can do it is God.
Of course, he didn't know that Ye Chen had been studying the second form of Zhenjian Jue for a long time. He had just stopped because of taking a detour. And his appearance brought Ye Chen back to the right path.
With the previous accumulation, the progress was naturally rapid. The understanding of the power of shock suddenly became enlightened.
In addition, what cannot be ignored is that Ye Chen's understanding is indeed ridiculously strong. Ten times the understanding of ordinary people is a huge miracle.
The Hengxing Demon Sword reached eight points of power, and its power suddenly increased by a notch. After fighting for more than ten times in a row, Ye Chen failed to close the gap. This made him understand that the accumulation of studying the second form of the Shocking Sword Technique was used up. He only relied on his understanding.
, it is difficult to digest so much information in a short period of time, and my brain feels a little bloated.
Looking slightly embarrassed, Ye Chen said: "Demon Sword King, that's it for today! I wonder if you have anything busy recently?"
"Okay." The Demon Sword King breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Chen was feeling tired, and he was a little tired too. He was surprised by Ye Chen's understanding, "There hasn't been much happening recently. Mei'er and I will bother you here for a few days. We won't
Please trouble me!" He had a clear mind and immediately guessed what Ye Chen was thinking. In fact, if Ye Chen were replaced by him, he would probably not be able to part with such a good sparring partner.
"No trouble. I was just thinking of keeping you for a few days."
Ye Chen admitted generously.
The Devil Sword King worked hard to train with him, so Ye Chen naturally had to entertain him well. After returning to the pavilion, he took out a jar of monkey wine from the storage ring, and then took out three cups.
"This is the best monkey wine a friend gave me. Let's try it."
Ye Chen filled the glasses for the two of them.
The Demon Sword King smelled it, his eyes lit up, and he drank it all in one gulp.
"Good wine. I have never drunk such good wine. No, this wine can increase your cultivation." The thick monkey wine was swallowed into the stomach, and the energy in it was immediately refined into true essence, which was very pure.
Lan Shanmei took a sip, but was choked and her face turned red and her body became hot. The energy contained in the monkey wine was too pure, making the wine very powerful. With her cultivation level that had not yet reached the realm of life and death, she suddenly became drunk, and her body
The real energy inside was surging, almost uncontrollable, and it exploded.
He couldn't help but look at Ye Chen reproachfully.
Ye Chen smiled and said: "This is the best monkey wine. The brewing time of one jar is one year. One cup can increase the cultivation level of a king in the realm of life and death by one month."
"It's really good wine." The Demon Sword King couldn't help but glance at the wine jar on the stone table.
In fact, increasing one's cultivation level is secondary. With Demon Sword King's cultivation level, a cup of monkey wine will not help. However, after reaching the realm of life and death, ordinary wine, if it is as cold as water, has no taste at all. He himself also learned to brew wine, but it is a pity at best.
It can only brew top-quality wine, but it cannot compete with the best monkey wine.
"Come."
Ye Chen filled the bowl for the Demon Sword King again.
That day, Lan Shanmei went to bed early, and Ye Chen and Demon Sword King drank all the jar of monkey wine and became a little drunk.
Five days passed in a flash.
On this day, Ye Chen and the Demon Sword King continued to compete.
"Ye Chen, you are very powerful this time. No one at the same level can catch my rampant magic sword without being affected." The magic sword king held the black long sword in both hands and reminded.
"My sword is almost perfect, and I would like to thank you for your guidance over the past five days."
In five days, Ye Chen gained a deep understanding of shock power. In the past, he took a wild path, and his rapid progress was due to his high comprehension. Without the advantage of understanding, it would be difficult to achieve anything with shock power.
"Okay, take the knife!"
The Demon Sword King slashed across with his sword, and thunder and thunder exploded.
Taking a deep breath, an astonishing light burst out from Ye Chen's eyes. With a sword shot, the energy of the surrounding world seemed to have lost its core, and the space was refracted, as if the sword was not a sword, but a ray of light.
boom!
The two of them remained motionless.
The next moment, the Demon Sword King's right arm began to tremble violently, and countless sharp air currents vibrated out of his right arm, as if a small storm was raging and could not be restrained at all.
"What is the name of this sword?"
After cutting off his right arm, the Demon Sword King asked.
"Let's call it Tianshang Sword!"
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