Chapter 40: The four realms of kendo, the most poisonous beating
Previously, due to hunger and system abnormalities, Jiang Siming did not notice that his soul power had reached level 38. It was suddenly increased by five levels.
Jiang Siming was a little surprised. The reason why he was able to enter the white space before. Jiang Siming has not figured it out yet. It may be the epiphany that Sword Douluo said, which exceeded the system's permissions and opened the second stage of the mirror world.
After thinking about it, Jiang Siming fell asleep unknowingly. This time Jiang Siming did not enter the mirror world. After experiencing all the things in the white space, Jiang Siming's spirit at this moment has reached an extremely tense state.
Jiang Siming slept so deeply for the first time.
"Comfortable!" Jiang Siming stretched out and turned around to find Sword Douluo standing next to him.
Jiang Siming was shocked. An old man stared at him sleeping for such a long time. Who knew if Sword Douluo had any unique habits? It's scary to think about it!
"Senior Jian, you are really elusive." Jiang Siming said with an exaggerated expression of surprise.
"Boy, I have to say, you are really a fucking genius!" Sword Douluo said a rare curse word.
"Just average, third in the world." Jiang Siming patted his chest and once again tried to sell off his wealth.
"I'll wait for you at the school grounds." Sword Douluo said and left.
Jiang Siming smiled and retracted his expression. He shook his head and said, "Illusions are illusions after all. The reality is in front of me, so why should I cling to things that are unreal?"
Jiang Siming will not be so stupid that he will be trapped in illusion forever and change his behavior and personality because of a test. Although that experience is very real and very long, Jiang Siming just needs to be who he is now.
After figuring this out, Jiang Siming suddenly felt much more relaxed.
After getting up, he went straight to the school grounds.
"Release your sword intent." Sword Douluo said solemnly.
Jiang Siming didn't hesitate, and his fierce sword intent suddenly burst out. Sword Douluo also immediately burst out with powerful sword intent.
On the school field, two sword intentions collided with each other. After a while, both sides withdrew their sword intentions.
"Are you curious?" Sword Douluo asked.
Jiang Siming nodded.
"Are you thinking? Why are our soul powers so different from each other? But we are 50-50 equal to me." Sword Douluo smiled and cast an admiring glance at Jiang Siming.
"Indeed, but I always feel that you, senior, have not shown your true strength." Jiang Siming nodded affirmatively.
"The artistic conception of the sword is not that easy to understand. Your sword intention is extremely sharp. It can only be said that you have reached the first realm. The artistic conception of the sword is divided into four realms. The first realm is called the unity of man and sword, and man is like a sword.
Your sharp edge is revealed. This is your current state." Sword Douluo said.
Jiang Siming lowered his head and thought, bitch, no, the man and the sword merged into one, and the sword intent spread out. Although the power of the sword was increased, it was very limited.
"The so-called second realm is called Hidden Sword. The body is the scabbard of the sword. The edge is not exposed. It can be retracted and released freely. It can kill with one strike and break the face." Sword Douluo continued.
"As for this third state, it is called cultivating the sword. Cultivating one's own sword intention, the secret of which cannot be expressed in words."
"As for the fourth realm, it's just a legend. I haven't reached it yet." Sword Douluo paused.
Jiang Siming has determined that he should belong to the first stage. He is sharp and looks like he is showing off, but in fact, the enemy will run away when he sees you from a distance and even give you a slap in the face.
"Weapon soul masters have sharp weapons such as swords, knives, and guns. It is difficult to achieve domineering power without revealing it. I don't know how many soul masters who think they are geniuses have stopped at the first level, or have never started." Sword Douluo held up his hands.
He crossed his chest and said with some regret.
In the original work, Sword Douluo is called the No. 1 Attack Titled Douluo. It can be said that a person with strong attack power has no friends. This is absolutely inseparable from his profound understanding of swords.
"Then how can I improve my swordsmanship?" Jiang Siming asked directly without beating around the bush.
"The first realm is about chance. But in the second realm, you have to be beaten." Sword Douluo said calmly.
"No, senior, you're not looking for a reason to beat me, are you?" Jiang Siming said in disbelief.
"Too much sharpness is a common problem among young people. If you don't want to get quick results, keep a calm mind and feel your sword carefully. It may take decades. But if you want to get quick results, getting beaten is the fastest way." Sword fighting
Luo Xiang said jokingly. After speaking, he didn't wait for Jiang Siming to respond and started beating him directly.
Half an hour later.
Jiang Siming squatted on the stone with a bruised nose and swollen face, smoking a cigarette and sighing about life.
"Retribution, absolutely retribution! It used to be so satisfying to beat the mistress and them, but now they have to take a lot of beatings."
"Boy, I have to say that you are the most outstanding person I have ever seen in terms of character. You are so joyful and angry that you don't look like a 12-year-old at all." Sword Douluo said with emotion.
Jiang Siming sighed. Instead of suffering a real beating in the future, it would be better to take enough beatings and beat others in the future.
It's another round of beatings.
"Are you convinced?" Sword Douluo slapped him with his sword.
Jiang Siming flew out, and couldn't help the sweet taste in his throat. He forced himself to swallow, took a few steps back, barely stood still, and roared, "I don't accept it!"
"Okay! Come again!" Sword Douluo smiled appreciatively.
...
The first day of practice was over. Jiang Siming received the worst beating in history.
However, Jiang Siming did not give in. No sword is curved, so if the sword wielder gives in, he will lose the heart of the sword.
In the next few days, Jiang Siming was constantly beaten by Sword Douluo.
"Uncle Jian, Siming, please stop for a moment. I have something to say to Siming." Ning Fengzhi interrupted the training of the two of them. This was also a helpless move. One dared to teach and the other dared to practice. The two of them have been doing it these days.
There was almost no rest, and even eating was in a hurry. At most, he just got the sleep he needed.
It was also the first time for Ning Fengzhi to see Sword Douluo being such a serious professor. Not even Prince Xue Qinghe had ever made him take such an interest in him.
"Ning... come to me... for trouble." Jiang Siming's swollen face could no longer say a word.
Looking at Jiang Siming with a bruised nose and swollen face, Ning Fengzhi suppressed a smile, "You'd better stop talking, right? The master asked me to tell you that they are about to go to Tiandou City. If you want to contact them, go to Tiandou Royal Academy
Find someone named Qin Ming."
Jiang Siming nodded to say OK, and looked resentfully at Ning Fengzhi, who was having a hard time suppressing his laughter.
Jiang Siming must speed up the process, after all, the Poison Douluo incident has not been resolved yet. Xiaosan and the others need immortal products to improve their strength, otherwise it may be difficult to do so in the Soul Master Competition.
Jiang Siming turned around and looked at Sword Douluo fiercely, but the result was obviously another severe beating.