Chapter 108 The same people, why is the gap so big?
You know, superior martial arts is inherently extremely difficult to practice.
For most innately strong people, if they want to make great progress in the superior martial arts they practice, it will take ten years as a unit.
Just like the two old men in black robes, it has been 20 or 30 years since they reached the Xiantian realm, and the advanced martial arts they have practiced have only been upgraded from the entry level to the minor level.
If you want to reach the state of Dacheng, you don’t know how many decades it will take...
I don’t even know if I can achieve it in this lifetime...
Thinking of this, the old man in black robe looked at the young man in purple robe not far away, and couldn't help but twitch in his heart.
This disciple of the Huashan Sect looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he may have only been practicing martial arts for a few years, but he has practiced superior swordsmanship to a great level??
Isn't this too ironic?
We are the same people, why is the gap so big??
At this moment, the old man in black robe really had mixed emotions in his heart, and he felt as if his three views had been subverted.
At this moment, the more solemn words of the white-haired old man not far away came...
"And not only that, looking at the means of gathering and dispersing and the power of the purple sword energy just now, I suspect that he may have also practiced the Huashan sect's... Zixia magic skill."
Speaking of this, the white-haired old man's tone was also a little bitter.
boom!
When he heard this, the old man in black robe's brain went blank.
He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Zixia magic power?!
Is it that Zixia magical power??
At this moment, the black-robed old man's three views were really subverted.
Although ordinary warriors in the martial arts world may not know it, warriors like them who have reached the innate realm all know it.
Although secret knowledge is the highest secret book in the world.
But those who have truly mastered the art, apart from the world's great masters, are only a handful of powerful Xiantian realm masters.
Moreover, these Xiantian realm experts who have mastered their unique skills will never exceed the number of hands!
As for the warriors under the Xiantian realm, the old man in black robe has never heard of anyone who can successfully practice the secret skill.
Of course, he also knows that some top geniuses can obtain the sect's unique skills when they are in the acquired realm.
For example, this is the case with the current world master of their Nether Sect.
However, getting the inheritance does not mean that you can practice successfully.
The secret knowledge is extremely profound and extremely difficult to understand.
Even the current Grandmaster of their Nether Sect, who was hailed by the previous leader as a top figure who only appeared once in a century.
That was also a full decades of meditating on the secret knowledge, practicing from the acquired realm to the perfection of the innate realm.
Only then did he manage to develop a unique skill.
In fact, this is also the path taken by most of the world's great masters.
After decades of meditating on the secret knowledge, if the understanding and opportunity are sufficient, there is a chance to successfully enter the Tao before the end of life.
The master of enlightenment.
This is also the reason why all the world's masters are extremely old.
It's hard to become a master, that's not just talk.
result……
Are you telling me that this young man who is only 17 or 18 years old has actually mastered a unique skill?!
"Can a warrior in the Houtian realm develop a unique skill?! Isn't this impossible?"
The old man in black robe still couldn't believe it. He felt that his accomplice must have made a mistake.
How can there be such a coincidence in the world?
Not only did a genius emerge who subverted all three views, but they also encountered this genius?
If they had such luck, they would have become masters long ago.
He didn't wait for the white-haired old man to reply.
At this time...
A figure slowly walked out of the billowing smoke, and a lavender air slowly flowed around him. All the smoke and dust in the sky were isolated from the air flow, and they could not get close at all.
Seeing this scene, the white-haired old man became nervous and quickly said loudly to the old man in black robe not far away.
"I don't have time to elaborate. If you don't want to die, just let me attack with all my strength!!"
After the words fell, the white-haired old man's whole body's true energy exploded instantly. The inexplicable black air flow appeared around him again, and a dead and cold breath spread in all directions instantly.
The black knife was slowly raised to his right shoulder, and the white-haired old man firmly held the handle of the knife with both hands.
His eyes were fixed on the young man in purple robe not far away who had just stepped out of the smoke. The white-haired old man's eyes were extremely cold, and he seemed to have no emotion at all.
At this moment, the white-haired old man seemed to really come from the netherworld.
Deadly silence, heartless...
Countless black airflows all converged on the black knife. Looking at Chen Xinzhu not far away, the white-haired old man muttered expressionlessly.
"Netherworld Ghost Slash!"
As soon as the words fell, the white-haired old man slashed out with a sword!
Boom!!!
A dark bolt of black lightning suddenly exploded, and the roar of thunder seemed to tear apart the sky.
As the sword was slashed out, the shadow of a huge ghost instantly appeared behind the white-haired old man.
The first-born triangle is extremely ferocious.
?This moment.
?Incomparably cold and deadly energy, like a sea tide, poured towards Chen Xinzhu in a steady stream.
However, he was completely blocked by the lavender air current around him and could not get close to him.
A flash of black light!
Chen Xinzhu was not careless. He clenched the hilt of the sword with his right hand and looked carefully.
However, a jet-black sword energy filled with deathly silence suddenly arrived, and an inexplicable jet-black air flow wrapped around it, and countless ghostly shadows emerged.
The howling and screaming of these phantoms is really unpleasant and uncomfortable.
Chen Xinzhu frowned slightly, this knife was not easy.
This ghostly sound seems to have some inexplicable influence on the soul?
However, after being mostly isolated by the lavender airflow, the remaining small sound was no longer enough to have the slightest impact on his powerful soul.
?"Well done!"
Seeing the dark sword energy with heavy ghosts, Chen Xinzhu chuckled lightly.
Although he didn't know much about this white-haired old man from the Nether Sect, judging from the power of this sword, he had already surpassed Niu Meng, the original demon general.
Even after Chen Xinzhu compared it in his mind, he found that the white-haired old man seemed to be somewhat better than Master Yan Ding of the Huashan Sect.
However, even though he was facing such a powerful opponent, Chen Xinzhu didn't feel much sense of crisis at the moment.
Even this sense of crisis is far less than the battle with the demon general Niu Meng.
There is no doubt about it.
The opponent is indeed very strong, but he seems to be stronger?
After realizing this, Chen Xinzhu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"I seem to be far stronger than I imagined now?"
It wasn't until this moment that Chen Xinzhu realized that he had underestimated the Zixia magic power.
In other words, he underestimated his unique skills.
Although he had long known that practicing unique skills could greatly improve a warrior's strength, the degree of improvement was still far beyond his imagination.
Of course, this is mainly because Chen Xinzhu's understanding of secret arts is still relatively simple.
However, although there is this "I am far stronger than I think" error.
But, this seems to be a good thing?
At least, the hope of killing the enemy is a little higher.
Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu couldn't help but feel a little happy.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Xinzhu calmed down and stared closely at the dark sword energy coming from not far away.
With his body slightly sideways, Chen Xinzhu clenched the Purple Xu Sword in his right hand, and a sharp purple light flashed across his eyes.
"Let me see which one is stronger, your sword or mine!"