Chapter 30: The heart of the sword is faint, and the sword is full of bones
An Zhisu stood in the center of the field, with the Flying Smoke Sword and the Cold Sword returning in front of him at the same time, one on the left and one on the right.
She was covered in blood and bruises, and her right hand was hanging limply, with several bones inside broken.
Directly in front of her was the golden elixir monk whose chest was pierced by the Flying Smoke Sword.
The other party's lips opened and closed slightly, and he uttered hoarse words:
"Sword heart! Sword heart! For whom does the long clank clank? But I heard..."
Before he finished speaking, his head was beheaded by the Flying Smoke Sword, and the subsequent sounds disappeared into the air with the dissipating mist.
An Zhisu held the sword technique with his left hand and was almost trembling with anger.
What is "For whom is the clanging clanging called?" It's none of your business!
A pickled thing that deserves to be killed by a thousand cuts!
She was extremely upset at this time. Even though her rationality kept convincing her that "junior brother will be fine," she still couldn't help but feel worried.
What if after leaving the secret realm, she found that her junior brother had not come out... When she thought of this possibility, she wanted to tear down the entire White Jade Kyoto.
After reluctantly calming down again, An Zhisu was not in a hurry to leave, but quickly sat down on the spot.
First, take out the elixir bottle from your sleeve and take one elixir.
As the grass-cutting swordsman of Shu Mountain and a public enemy of all peaks, she had been challenged eighteen times in one month, and suffered countless serious injuries.
Naturally, he is very proficient in how to treat his own injuries.
As the power of the elixir melted in the meridians, An Zhisu stretched out his left hand and connected several large acupoints on his right arm, then straightened the fractured parts one by one and stimulated the true energy to heal.
After fully recovering from her injuries, she stood up with all her strength and walked towards the sixth pavilion.
The originally azure Shushan Taoist robe was now covered in blood and extremely dirty.
…………
Underground environment, Fujueshan level.
Almost a day has passed... Although Ling Yunpo didn't feel anything, Ah Jing was counting the time after all.
Ten hours have passed since meeting the giant man.
Although a practitioner can go without eating, drinking or sleeping, fighting (or being beaten) all day long is naturally a big burden on the spirit.
Ling Yunpo had no experience fighting against body refiners before, and only now did he realize how tricky it was.
It was too late to cast Taoist magic, which was the fastest thunder method. I chanted a mantra in my mind, and as soon as the magic spell was pinched, the opponent had already rushed in front of me.
If you cast a spell at close range and blast away, it might not cause any harm to anyone, but you will be affected first and be beaten half to death.
In this case, you can only use faster flying swords or magic weapons.
It is impossible for Luo Yan to bring his magic weapon with him, only the Qingping Sword and the Thunder Sword can be used.
The problem is: the physical attacks of the two flying swords cannot break the opponent's defense...
It is obvious that the Secret Realm arranges for physical trainers to appear here just to tell themselves, "Just focus on learning how to take a beating, and don't think about fighting back."
But what exactly does it mean to “learn to be beaten”?
"It takes tens of thousands of hammers to make hundreds of steel." Could it be that, as Po Jing said, I have to be beaten half to death?
Ling Yunpo thought like this and received another heavy punch in the abdomen.
After being beaten for so long, his body almost developed an instinctive reaction. His eyes saw that it was impossible to dodge, and he immediately stooped as soon as the fist hit his body.
He was thrown away by the force, rolled a few times when he landed, and lost all the strength.
Ling Yunpo got up in embarrassment and was about to receive the next wave of beatings when he saw the strong man standing there, folding his arms and nodding and saying:
"Wonderful! He is indeed a natural sword-bone! His body is as tough as a bamboo branch, and the wind and rain cannot break it."
After saying that, his figure turned into water again and collapsed suddenly.
Ling Yunpo:………………
The other party's last comment, "You look really handsome when you get beaten," made him not sure whether to be happy or sad for a moment.
Ling Yunpo once again used the "Universal Voiceless Little Light Technique" to heal his bruised body, then repaired himself for a while before leaving the cave.
Stepping into the third room, I saw the water on the ground rising again, converging into a human shape... No, it's not a human, why is it in the shape of a big cat?
"Meow, the name is 'Jue Dian'." The big cat licked the palm of his hand and said in human language, "Jiangu, Jiangu, sit and watch the six directions and listen to the wind, no matter... that, um, what is it?
?”
Ling Yunpo looked at it blankly.
"No matter." The big cat showed a humane smile, "I really can't remember your human poems. Anyway, this level is to train your ability to 'stop with stillness'. Meow, are you ready? I'm going to pounce."
Oh..."
Before he finished speaking, it suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared. Ling Yunpo felt a strong force coming towards him, and his body was knocked over and rolled several times on the ground before he could even release the force.
He stood up in embarrassment, only to see that the Taoist robe on his chest had been torn, and there were three sharp claw marks on it.
This demon is so fast!
You must know that after the marrow was washed, the flying sword was driven with all its strength and turned into a stream of light. Ling Yun could even see clearly even if he thought to himself.
However, before the big cat pounced, even the afterimage was only for a moment, and the movement process could not be clearly seen at all!
If you can't even see where this attack is coming from, how can you resist it?
Wait, it said "braking with stillness" before, which means that it wants to train me how to deal with the situation when I "can't keep up with the opponent's speed".
Ling Yunpo stood up and jumped back, instantly pressing his back against the wall so that he didn't have to worry about sneak attacks from behind.
The Qingping Sword and the Lei Sword are suspended in front of the left and right, always ready to defend against attacks from three sides.
But the big cat was just pacing leisurely in the water in front, with a strange smile on its face that seemed to imitate humans.
"With your back against the wall? Meow. It seems like a good idea, but the terrain limits my attack route. What about you? Your dodge direction has also been reduced, hasn't it?"
It finished speaking in a leisurely manner, then suddenly disappeared from the same place again.
Ling Yunpo knew something was wrong, so he received another claw on his chin, and his whole head was thrown back. The back of his head collided heavily with the wall, and he was knocked upside down for a while.
Damn it! This stinky cat is right!
Since you can't keep up with the opponent's speed at all, there is essentially no big difference whether the opponent attacks from the front, side or back.
But the wall behind him directly hindered the possibility of rolling and unloading force.
Um?
Ling Yunpo suddenly had an idea and realized that the second level would train him how to release his strength. Is it because he would be brutally tortured in the third level?
Think about it again, isn't it because you trained yourself to "dare to get hurt" in the first level because you will be "beaten" in the second level?
In other words, this so-called "Floating Mountain Trial" is actually a complete training tutorial for those born with sword bones. The content of each level is based on each other and interlocking.
Dare to be injured, skillfully release the force, and then deal with enemies that cannot keep up with the speed, and learn to stop with stillness...
The smile on the big cat's face suddenly disappeared, because it saw Ling Yunpo taking a few steps forward with his eyes closed, his right hand forming a sword finger to block his chest, his left hand holding a sword secret and hiding it behind his waist, posing in a "night battle in all directions"
posture.
The so-called night battle is a strategy of completely abandoning vision when it is difficult to see in the dark night.
Warriors rely on hearing and wind sounds, while monks rely on spiritual consciousness.
As a result, the amusement in the big cat's eyes became more and more intense. It slowly circled around Ling Yunpo, sometimes getting closer and sometimes farther away, as if it was testing the range of his spiritual consciousness.
Ling Yunpo remained motionless, with his eyes closed. The Qingping Sword was in front of him, and the Thunder Sword was behind him, like a still sculpture.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._