Chapter 514: The heavy sword has no peaks, and the great skill has no workmanship
Chapter 514: The heavy sword has no peaks, and the great skill has no workmanship
As soon as the old man finished speaking, there was a neat sound of breaking wind in the huge martial arts hall.
Hundreds of stone swords were swung out, and the surrounding air rushed in all directions. Under this powerful attack, several young men who were already extremely reluctant lost their balance and the stone swords in their hands immediately fell off.
In this regard, the old man still said the same cold words: "Unqualified!"
Seeing this, everyone's hearts sank slightly, and they paid special attention to the energy around them.
His eyes sank slightly, but Ye Chen did not swing his sword immediately. He focused his mind, and a set of extremely simple sword skills appeared in the back of his mind.
But what swordsmanship pursues is the speed and accuracy of the sword. As the saying goes, in the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that cannot be broken.
Ye Chen could do that with his Qilin Sword, but when it came to the stone sword in his hand, he couldn't grasp it.
For a heavy sword, it is most difficult to increase the speed and accuracy to the point where speed is unstoppable. However, when a heavy sword passes by, although there is no exquisite speed, it has an unstoppable but unstoppable force.
strength.
"The heavy sword has no peaks, and it is too clever to be skillful!" Ye Chen secretly thought. The sword skills were extremely simple. They just swung the sword forward, up and down, down and up, forward and back, and back and forward.
For a thin sword, it is easy to achieve this level. However, if it is replaced by a stone sword in the hand, the difficulty will undoubtedly increase. Recalling that set of sword skills, Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes and moved his eyes slightly.
Walked towards an open area.
Seeing this, everyone showed a trace of doubt, and the old man also looked at Ye Chen curiously, waiting for Ye Chen's next move.
After seeing that there was no one around, Ye Chen swung out his sword, and a sharp explosion sounded. With just one swing, the power contained in the stone sword directly caused the air within a few meters to surge in all directions.
The stone sword fell from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top. Its terrifying force directly shattered the square stones under its feet.
Rubbles flew everywhere, and the broken stones flew in all directions, eventually turning into dust and flying into the air.
Looking at Ye Chen standing in the dust and wielding the stone sword, everyone was shocked. How could this guy wield the stone sword so easily?
The stone sword was extremely heavy, but in Ye Chen's hands it was as light as a feather. Although each sword was extremely slow, it contained extremely terrifying power.
His eyes flickered, and a rare look of horror appeared on the old man's face. Even those inner disciples might not have been able to do this. The place where Ye Chen was undoubtedly became a scenic spot in the martial arts hall.
His mind was completely immersed in the stone sword in his hand. With his eyes closed tightly, Ye Chen swung the sword one after another. He didn't know how many times he swung it until the end.
When Ye Chen is completely immersed in something, he can't help but enter into selflessness, and the epee he wields also has a mysterious feeling.
The only thing left in the huge martial arts hall was the sharp sound of breaking wind. Although it was already the depth of winter, most people's backs were still soaked with sweat. The sweat condensed a layer of frost on their clothes. Everyone couldn't help but tremble due to the stimulation of the frost.
He shuddered. At first, this level was to test everyone's physical strength, and in the end, it was also testing everyone's minds. More and more people fell to the ground without strength, and stone swords were smashed all over the ground.
The cold wind blew, and except for a few teenagers, everyone else's bodies began to tremble. They could no longer maintain their balance and fell to the ground one after another.
The cold wind was still roaring, and everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with Ye Chen. He swung one sword after another, and each sword contained extremely terrifying power.
With his eyes closed tightly, the surrounding aura moved with the stone sword in Ye Chen's hand, and the aura moved along with the tip of the sword.
Finally, the spiritual energy merged into Ye Chen's body. At this time, the true energy in Ye Chen's body seemed to break through the suppression brought by the stone sword. Therefore, under Ye Chen's subconscious, the true energy flowed according to the trajectory of the Suzaku Art.
At this time, Ye Chen actually started practicing. The spiritual energy floating in the air was slowly absorbed into Ye Chen's body. This spiritual energy moved extremely slowly, and coupled with the sound effect created by Ye Chen's heavy sword, no one could
Notice something strange here,
As soon as the spiritual energy entered Ye Chen's body, it was refined into true energy. Therefore, an inexplicable flavor was reflected in each of Ye Chen's swords.
The old man next to him had been paying attention to Ye Chen's situation. Seeing this, a rare look of horror appeared on the old man's face. Ye Chen's swordsmanship had gone from being chaotic at first to containing a certain artistic conception.
"The heavy sword has no peaks, and it is a skill without craftsmanship! His swordsmanship has actually reached this level!" The old man murmured softly. The old man's right hand slowly came out of his sleeve, and he held the stone sword in front of him with his right hand.
Draw the sword instantly.
The sharp sound of breaking wind sounded, and the old man immediately attracted everyone's attention when he drew his sword.
The stone sword also chopped down from top to bottom, and struck from bottom to top. Although the old man tried his best to imitate the trajectory of Ye Chen's stone sword, he could not produce the same flavor as Ye Chen's.
"I didn't expect that the realm of a young man could reach the realm of heavy swords without peaks, great skill but no craftsmanship! Deliberate imitation is inferior!" The old man stopped swinging his sword and said rather helplessly.
Not only did the old man notice Ye Chen's condition, but the other Sword God Sect disciples present also noticed the changes. For a while, every Sword God Sect disciple paid attention to every time Ye Chen used his sword.
Ye Chen's mood improved with each swing of the sword. It wasn't until the sharp sound of breaking wind around him became smaller and smaller that Ye Chen woke up from his selfless mood, while Yue Wuxie around him had a look on his face.
They looked at Ye Chen in shock, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, especially those disciples of the Sword God Sect, who also had a strange look in their eyes when they looked at Ye Chen.
Opening his eyes, Ye Chen looked around and couldn't help but be startled. There were suddenly several more teenagers around, and these teenagers were obviously not the same group just now. Instead, Yue Wuxie and the old man from before were still there.
Frowning slightly, Ye Chen's eyes fell directly on Yue Wuxie and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"Boss, you have swung tens of thousands of times in a row!" Yue Wuxie still looked at Ye Chen in disbelief and said in a rather admiring tone.
"Tens of thousands of swords, are there that many?" Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but be startled. He had entered a state of selflessness and was not very clear about the situation in the outside world. To this, Ye Chen responded lightly.
The entry-level reviewers who came later looked at Ye Chen with admiration. This guy actually waved it more than 10,000 times in a row.
"Now that you have woken up, prepare to participate in the second round of review. Su Jun, take the two of them to Luoxia Peak to participate in the second round of review!" The old man calmed down the strangeness in his heart and said calmly.
Hearing this, a young Sword God Sect disciple stepped out, looked at Ye Chen with strange eyes, cupped his hands and said, "Follow me!"
Ye Chen nodded slightly. Seeing Ye Chen nod, the Sword God Sect disciple walked directly towards the outside of the Martial Hall. Ye Chen and Yue Wuxie followed closely behind, until the three figures disappeared at the entrance of the Martial Hall.
Whispers sprung up like mushrooms after rain.
Since Ye Chen had been dancing with his sword, and the old man asked everyone not to disturb him, the young men who came with him earlier had already gone up to Luoxia Peak to participate in the second round of review, while Yue Wuxie stayed behind to wait.
Ye Chen.
The three of them are all warriors, and this steep mountain is not an obstacle to them. As the highest peak among the four peaks of Sword God, Luoxia Peak is extremely steep.
Since ancient times, Luoxia Peak has been called Qingtian by the world. As the saying goes, it is difficult to reach the blue sky, it describes the mountain shape of Luoxia Peak.
The three people were jumping on the mountain road with extremely strong figures. After a few moments, the three of them had reached the end of the mountain road.
At this moment, at the end of the mountain road, on a giant platform slightly below the top of Luoxia Peak, a huge palace covering an area of several miles suddenly appeared in front of you. The main hall was surrounded by a bluestone wall, and facing the end of the mountain road was a mahogany door 10 feet high.
The gate was clearly engraved with the three characters "Luoxia Palace". In front of the gate stood two young guarding disciples, carrying long swords on their backs. They looked at Ye Chen and the others with serious eyes and said lightly: "What's the matter with Junior Brother Su Jun?"
The disciple named Su Jun explained something to the two of them. Then, Su Jun turned to Ye Chen and said, "You go in!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen nodded slightly and stepped into the mahogany door first, with Yue Wuxie following closely behind.