Chapter 30 Deciphering the Mystery of Sword Patterns
"Chen Zong actually challenged himself to the 298th place on the Heavenly Generals List!"
When Wang Zhan came out of seclusion, he was extremely shocked when he heard the news. It had only been a while, and even if he had gained a lot from entering Xiaodaozang, he could not have improved so quickly.
Although it is said that after Ye Daolin entered Xiaodao Zang and came out, his ranking continued to rise until he reached more than a hundred, but that was his promotion within a hundred years, not just a few years.
One by one came out of seclusion and expressed shock.
Chen Zong, on the other hand, kept meditating in the Sword Palace in the middle hall of Shenwu Hall. With one mind and ten thoughts, the effect of his enlightenment was extremely astonishing.
Unconsciously, the years passed, the training time of the nine temples ran out, and Chen Zong was also excluded.
Countless inspirations emerged and filled his mind. Every moment, many rays of light collided, making Chen Zong feel that he could grasp everything.
promote!
Several of the swordsmanship skills I created have been further improved, from the seventh-level skill to the eighth-level skill. The ninth-level skill of Lightning Jinghong has also been cultivated to the level of Dacheng, but I want to upgrade it to the level of Dacheng.
The state of perfection is not that easy. Chen Zong probably needs his own cultivation to break through to the peak of the divine phase state.
Although his strength has improved compared to before, Chen Zong understands that his ranking is difficult to enter the top two hundred. In this case, there is no need to challenge.
After returning to the Heart Sword Palace and remaining in seclusion for half a year, Chen Zong took out one of the three treasures he got with the War Demon back then, a simple finger-length sword blade.
The blade of the sword was cold and covered with lines, which was very mysterious. Chen Zong didn't see anything at that time. After he came back, he also spent time studying it, but he only felt that it was unfathomable. It seemed to contain a lot of mystery, but he could not decipher it.
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Therefore, Chen Zong put away the sword blade and now took it out again to meditate.
The lines on it are criss-crossed and full of indescribable mysteries. Before, Chen Zong was like reading a book from heaven, but now, there is a vague touch that is indescribable.
There is a door!
Chen Zong immediately concentrated all his energy, opened up the Ten Minds of One Mind, stared at one of the lines wholeheartedly, and began to comprehend it first.
As soon as he understood it, the lines seemed to twist in an instant, like a dragon and a snake, as if they were coming to life. Then, Chen Zong felt an irresistible force pulling him. In an instant, he was pulled directly in.
In a battlefield, under Chen Zong's gaze, the twisted lines turned into a figure holding a sword, and he rushed to kill with a sword.
Thousands of tempered experiences erupted subconsciously, dodging and counterattacking.
The figure holding a sword was immediately shattered.
But then, other lines seemed to be pulled, they moved one after another, fell on the battlefield, and turned into figures holding swords, densely packed, as if there were thousands scattered around, with an astonishing edge aura
Then it spread out and filled all directions.
Chen Zong felt as if he had fallen into a sea of sword energy, and had a terrifying feeling.
kill!
All around, there were sword-wielding figures transformed by the sword energy, waving their swords and rushing towards them.
Straight thrust!
Crosscut!
The swordsmanship performed by these two sword-holding figures was extremely simple. It was not a martial arts, but a very basic swordsmanship. However, even that basic swordsmanship made Chen Zong feel threatened, as if he had returned to his original nature, and contained an astonishing power.
Power.
Facing the attack, Chen Zong naturally would not sit still and wait for death, and immediately swung his sword.
But here, Chen Zong found that all his tyrannical strength seemed to have disappeared, and what was left was ordinary-level strength. Moreover, he could not use martial arts, but could only use swordsmanship.
Fight the enemy with sword skills!
In this regard, Chen Zong was not at all panicked. He had encountered similar situations many times.
Dodge, counterattack, kill.
In the outside world, Chen Zong was holding the small sword blade, staring with his eyes, maintaining a motionless posture, but three lines on the sword blade disappeared one after another.
The lines on it were actually cracked with sword skills, and I don’t know who left them.
As Chen Zong continued to fight in it, the lines on the sword blade continued to disappear and decrease.
However, there are thousands of lines on the small blade of the sword. Even if dozens of them disappear, it is difficult to see them as a whole.
But when it disappears over a hundred channels, it can be clearly seen.
One hundred ways!
Two hundred!
When three hundred steps disappeared, Chen Zong's body suddenly trembled, the light in his eyes was scattered, and his head unconsciously raised back, as if he was suddenly pushed by an invisible force.
The body also leaned back and took a step back unconsciously.
Defeated!
At the beginning, Chen Zong continued to win with his superb swordsmanship. However, as the number of opponents continued to increase, Chen Zong faced siege. The greater the pressure, the greater the threat. Eventually, he was injured. Once injured, his own strength was slightly affected. Slowly
Slowly falling behind, being at a disadvantage, and ultimately being defeated.
Just now, it was actually Chen Zong's consciousness that entered the small blade, which was very mysterious and magical.
Chen Zong discovered that three hundred lines on the small sword blade had disappeared.
"The number of sword-wielding figures I killed was exactly three hundred." Chen Zong narrowed his eyes slightly. There must be a direct connection among them.
Immediately, Chen Zong felt a suction force spread out from the sword blade, and the surrounding cosmic energy was immediately absorbed. One of the three hundred lines that had disappeared was re-condensing, or in other words, recovering.
At this speed, it can recover from condensation and formation in about a quarter of an hour.
Although it is not clear what secrets are contained in this sword blade, Chen Zong found that entering his consciousness into it and using sword skills to fight against the enemy is very beneficial to sharpening his own sword skills.
But now, he was killed in it, and he felt a sense of weakness in his consciousness. Chen Zong planned to wait for the weakness to disappear before entering again.
The feeling of weakness in consciousness did not last long and disappeared after about an hour. However, when Chen Zong wanted to put his consciousness into the blade again, he was still unable to do so.
"What's going on?" Staring at the sword blade, Chen Zong was a little surprised. Could it be that it can only be entered once?
If that's the case, wouldn't it be a shame?
Looking at the lines that were condensing and forming, Chen Zong suddenly thought of something else.
Will we have to wait until the texture is completely replenished before we can enter again?
A quarter of an hour later, one pattern condensed and took shape, and soon, the second pattern also condensed.
Sure enough, the quarter-hour rule has been followed. So, does it really need to be completed with all the lines on it before you can enter again?
Whether this is the case, you will know when you give it a try.
The recovery time of one line is a quarter of an hour, and there are three hundred lines that need to be restored. There are eight quarters of an hour in one hour, which means eight lines can be restored in one hour, so the recovery time of three hundred lines is thirty-seven and a half hours, that is,
Just a little over three days, not long.
In the blink of an eye, more than three days passed, and the three hundred lines on the sword blade were completely restored.
Chen Zong concentrated all his attention again and stared at one of the lines. Slowly, Chen Zong felt that that line seemed to contain infinite mystery, as if it was coming to life.
In the next breath, an irresistible force burst out and directly enveloped Chen Zong's consciousness, leaving his body instantly and entering the sword blade.
This sword blade seems to be a world of its own.
The sword energy fell and turned into a figure holding a sword, scattered in all directions. Each figure seemed to be shrouded in darkness, and its face could not be seen clearly, but it was filled with an astonishing edge.
kill!
In an instant, a figure with a sword rushed toward him, and a sword struck straight at him. The swordsmanship seemed simple, but there was a mysteriousness about returning to nature.
Chen Zong did not move, did not dodge, he just swung his sword, and the two swords clashed in an instant. After using skillful force to slightly break the opponent's sword, with the help of the power of the two swords clashing, the speed of the sword increased slightly, turning into a dazzling silver line.
The light broke through the air and penetrated directly into the opponent's throat.
Kill!
Then, two sword-wielding figures came to kill with swords.
Chen Zong's figure remained motionless, and he swung out his sword. With his mysterious swordsmanship, he not only blocked the attack of the two men, but also counterattacked instantly and killed them.
Compared with the first time, although Chen Zong's swordsmanship has not been substantially improved, it is more efficient and more concise.
In the third batch, four sword-wielding figures came from four directions.
In the fourth batch, eight sword-wielding figures came from all directions.
In the fifth batch, sixteen sword-wielding figures came from all directions with swords to kill.
The number of people in the next batch will be double that of the previous batch, and each one's swordsmanship may seem simple, but it is very efficient, reducing complexity to simplicity, abandoning all gorgeousness, and only retaining the original function.
As the number of people increased, the threat posed to Chen Zong also increased. Chen Zong could no longer remain still, but had to move to deal with sword attacks from all directions.
Even though Chen Zong was a master of swordsmanship, he felt exhausted for a while. After all, there were too many opponents, each with superb swordsmanship and a great threat.
Kill kill kill!
Chen Zong looked extremely calm and composed, with a sword in hand, without fear. He strived to make each sword more streamlined and efficient, to fully unleash his power and to achieve the maximum effect with the minimum consumption.
This kind of battle is high-intensity. Although in Chen Zong, Chen Zong feels that once his strength is consumed, he can recover and be in a balanced state under his intentional control. However, the battle is too fierce.
This will cause you to feel a deep sense of exhaustion.
The enemies are not only the sword-wielding figures who are constantly coming from all directions, but also the fatigue that accumulates and deepens with the battle. The combination of the two will have a greater impact on oneself.
Fight, fight, fight!
More and more sword-wielding figures died under his own sword. Similarly, Chen Zong was not injured at the beginning but now he has gradually been injured, and the sword wounds on his body have been accumulating.
When the 401st sword-holding figure died under Chen Zong's sword, Chen Zong was also hit by three swords at the same time.
die!
The consciousness was rejected and returned to the body. An indescribable feeling of weakness filled the air, and four hundred and one lines on the sword blade disappeared. However, as Chen Zong's consciousness separated, the disappeared lines began to recover.