There is nothingness all around, filled with indescribable mystery.
Chen Zong stood among them, with the Diyin Sword in its sheath and the Tianyang Sword in his right hand, with the sword hanging down naturally from the diagonal finger.
Close your eyes and think.
The mystery that permeates the martial arts environment will help people concentrate better, clear their minds, increase their understanding, and make difficult problems that were difficult to understand in the past become easier.
The reason why he spent 3,000 sect merits to come to this martial arts territory to study it is that Chen Zong believes that this move still has deep potential that can be explored.
Perhaps, it is possible to comprehend slowly, but time is limited. Since there is a holy land of cultivation like Yanwu Realm, and I happen to have meritorious deeds that I can use, if I don't grasp it, it will always be a shortcoming.
Holding the new Tianyang Sword, Chen Zong suddenly swung it out.
The true meaning of sword power!
The true meaning of sword speed!
The true meaning of Jianfeng!
The true meaning of sword sharpness!
The true meaning of sword power!
The five small true meanings were poured into Tianyang Sword in an instant, but the void sword power was not used.
The jade-white sword light seemed to split the martial arts realm, leaving a sword mark with a hazy halo, which slowly dissipated after a while.
Draw the sword again!
Drawing the sword for the third time!
Chen Zong drew his sword again and again, and streaks of jade-white sword light spread across the surrounding area, as if cutting the space of the martial arts realm into pieces.
He suddenly sheathed his sword, and the surrounding jade-white sword light disappeared one after another.
Closing his eyes again, countless thoughts flashed through Chen Zong's mind, and the martial arts realm around him was constantly changing, as if it was fluctuating with Chen Zong's thoughts.
"The true meaning of the sword is composed of five small true meanings, and each small true meaning represents a characteristic of the sword."
"This move of Cangyu is based on the integration of five small true meanings, and each small true meaning is in balance."
"What if we focus on one of the small true meanings and let the other four small true meanings become auxiliary?"
Sudden thoughts came like a tidal wave, and they were so continuous that Chen Zong simply couldn't stop these thoughts.
Chen Zong first studied Cangyu's move continuously, and at the last moment he broke through and completed it under the pressure of a strong enemy. After that, it was perfected and could not be modified easily.
But the flash of inspiration at this moment was like a tsunami, and the constant impact made Chen Zong unable to control himself.
An impulse that came from the depths of his soul made Chen Zong unable to help but do it.
Modify Cangyu!
Focusing on one of the small true meanings and letting the other four small true meanings become auxiliary will undoubtedly break the balance between the small true meanings.
But Chen Zong still had to do it without hesitation.
This is the pursuit of one's own way.
With a firm heart, Chen Zong exhaled a breath and opened his eyes in an instant. A ray of light passed by like the edge of a sword, as if cutting the front open.
Draw your sword!
The Tianyang Sword was slashed forward, and the true meaning of the sword that penetrated it was twice as strong as the other small true meanings.
Before the jade-white sword light broke through the air, it suddenly trembled and collapsed. Chen Zong's arm also trembled and was backfired by the powerful force. His face turned pale and he felt as if his head had been struck by a sword.
After taking a short rest, Chen Zong adjusted again and drew his sword.
To break the balance between the five small true meanings, you need to find another balance point among them, so as to ensure that it will not collapse.
He tried again and again, failed again and again, and was criticized again and again, but Chen Zong never gave up.
After failing for more than ten times in a row, Chen Zong looked frighteningly pale, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a smile full of confidence.
Get ready!
Swing your sword!
Sword slash!
The jade-white sword light shot through the air, as if a sword had directly split the martial arts realm into two.
This sword light is different from the previous one. The original sword light was round and as thick as a finger, but now this sword light seems to have been flattened, becoming thin and thin, like the edge of a sword.
With the true meaning of the sword as the main one, supplemented by the small true meaning of the four sword true meanings, a new beryl is displayed.
There is no suitable target to verify, but Chen Zong knows very well that this sword is stronger than the original green jade in cutting.
…
The light of the sword fell like a waterfall from the sky, with a mighty sound that destroyed the heaven and the earth.
When Chen Zong raised his head, he swung his sword upwards. The sword light penetrated the sun and moon like an aurora, tearing apart the sky waterfall.
The clash of knives and swords, and countless sounds stirred up in all directions, covering thousands of meters in radius.
The two figures passed each other among countless swords and swords, and then drifted away separately.
"Junior brother, you are stronger." Yu Zhengxiao sheathed the sword with some emotion in his tone.
Before, Chen Zong and his own strength were still between the same, but now, they have surpassed him.
Chen Zong is not modest at all. When his cultivation level reached the late nine-star stage, his combat power reached the second level, surpassing Yu Zhengxiao. Now, his cultivation level has reached the nine-star level.
Level peak, coupled with the improvement of swordsmanship, even though his combat power has not reached the third level, it is still very strong among the second level.
Yu Zhengxiao's strength naturally did not stand still, but he still did not really break through to the second extreme, but was infinitely close.
"In three months, the sect competition will be held. Judging from your progress, junior brother, you should be able to get a good ranking in the sect competition." Yu Zhengxiao said again: "There is great hope.
Enter the top three and compete for first place."
"First, is it difficult?" Chen Zong asked.
His current strength is probably the strongest below the secret disciples of Cangyu Mountain. The situation of other mountains is not much different from that of Cangyu Mountain, so according to his own strength, it should not be difficult to win the top three.
But if you are number one, there will probably be a lot of competition, but judging from your progress, by the time the sect competition begins, your strength should be able to reach the third level.
Can’t the third pole win the first place even with its strength?
"Of the seven mountains in Taiyuan, Zhenyuan Mountain, which has always been the sect leader's lineage, is the strongest. However, compared to the other six mountains, it was only slightly stronger in the past. But this time, Fang Xingchen, the disciple of the sect leader of Zhenyuan Mountain and the first core disciple, broke through.
His strength reached the third extreme three months ago." Yu Zhengxiao said with a solemn expression: "With the resources of Zhenyuan Mountain, if we practice hard for another half a year, Fang Xingchen's strength will be even stronger. I heard that Fang Xingchen once said that
, after winning the first place in the core of the sect competition, we will embark on the road to become an invincible grandmaster."
Hearing this, Chen Zong's face flashed a bit solemnly.
The third pole!
On Chaotian Island, there are very few grandmasters who reach the nine-star limit. They are rare for decades or even centuries. As for the first to third extremes beyond the nine-star level, it is even more impossible.
In Canglan Continent, the territory is vaster, the cultivation environment is better, the cultivation resources are richer, there are more geniuses, and the inheritance is more advanced. All these make the warriors here stronger.
But the third pole is already the limit that the pseudo-supernormal realm can reach.
The Invincible Grandmaster is the strongest person in the Third Pole, unrivaled by anyone of his generation.
Most warriors, after reaching the third level of strength, will choose to embark on the path of the invincible master, challenge other third level masters, and defeat them one by one.
"Fang Xingchen!" Chen Zong couldn't help but repeat the name in a low voice. Perhaps, this person would be his strongest opponent in the sect competition.
"In addition to Fang Xingchen, Zhenyuan Mountain's second core disciple Xu Hongyan also has the second highest level of strength." Yu Zhengxiao said again.
Chen Zong was surprised. This Zhenyuan Mountain was indeed the strongest among the Seven Mountains of Taiyuan.
After all, before he arrived, the number one core disciple in Cangyu Mountain was Yu Zhengxiao, whose strength was not yet at the second level. Judging from the current situation, Yu Zhengxiao's strength could only reach the second level at most.
The discussions and conversations allowed Chen Zong to know more about his future opponents.
Chen Zong used all the 6,000 points of meritorious service in the martial arts realm, constantly studying the Cangyu sword.
Therefore, there is a lack of merit again.
Going directly to Wanzhi Hall, Chen Zong checked the missions and then chose three single-player missions, chasing the killer Li Qiusheng, the heart-eater Wang Yi, and the dismemberment knife Yang San.
Each of the three pursuit missions can earn one thousand merit points. Compared with other single-player missions, this merit reward is very high.
Of course, the reason why the meritorious service rewards are so high is because the three people wanted to be killed are all very powerful and notorious, and ordinary grandmasters are no match for them.
Once upon a time, the most powerful master-level master died at their hands.
After receiving the mission, Chen Zong immediately left Taiyuan Mountain.
…
Xinwucheng is at the lower level in Taiyuan Continent, and it is rare to see powerful people in the extraordinary realm.
In a restaurant, a strong man was sitting alone. He had a beard and a bronze complexion. He looked very rough. He was wearing a gray sleeveless animal skin uniform. His exposed arms were extremely strong, just like an ordinary person.
The waist is thick and thin, the muscles are bulging, and the scars are not covered, which is shocking.
The elbow in front of the big man was filled with meat, including braised, grilled, smoked and marinated. There was also a large jar of wine, estimated to weigh ten kilograms.
He ate meat in large gulps and drank wine in large gulps. The wine dripped down his beards, exuding a strong aroma of wine.
When people see this way of eating, they often feel that the food is delicious and very appetizing. However, everyone else in the restaurant turned pale, their eyes were frightened, and they shrunk as much as possible for fear of being stared at.
Same as above.
What is it that scares them so much?
It was the evil spirit that seemed to be materializing on the body of the big man who was eating and drinking.
It was a huge butcher knife with a bloody blade on the table filled with mouth-watering delicious food and wine.
It was the same two corpses that tried to escape but were beheaded and fell to the door of the restaurant with blood staining the ground red and staring with frightened eyes.
All.
No one dares to leave here for fear of being killed.
The shopkeeper and the waiter had long been hiding under the counter and shivering.
In the entire restaurant, the only sounds were the sound of the big man chewing meat and drinking wine.
"Rentu, I know you are here, get out and die." A cold and stern voice suddenly sounded outside.
The big man was unmoved and continued to eat meat and drink wine.
"Since you won't come out, I will reluctantly come to send you on your way."
As the voice fell, a figure flashed and appeared in the restaurant.
It was a young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He was dressed in white robes and had a long sword on his waist. He was of extraordinary aura. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the back of the big man. Immediately, he saw his right hand shaking, and the sword was inlaid with gems on the scabbard.
Unsheathed, it shot through the air like a shooting star.