The power of the sword is different from the intention of the sword. The power of the sword is invisible and intangible, but it can make people feel its power. It is an invisible force, which may be as heavy as a mountain, or as sharp as ten thousand swords. But the intention of the sword is a kind of power.
The realm of visibility, or to be more precise... the sword intention is a phenomenon.
When using phenomenon against power, there is no question of who is stronger and who is weaker, but if the strength of the users on both sides is too different, then such a confrontation will have almost no effect.
A battle with invisible forces like this is far more direct and violent than a real battle with swords and qi. Even if there is a slight difference, the outcome will be announced in an instant.
With Lin Ze's strength and the realm of his five-point sword intent, he would have been unable to compete with the sword power of this thousand-level sword. If it were in a real battle, and such a ten-fold sword power could be defeated, as long as
In the blink of an eye, his sword will be completely shattered, and he will explode and die.
However, the sword force set up by the Sword Martial Arts Academy is not used to kill people, but is only used to test the students. Therefore, no matter how strong the sword force becomes, it will not cause substantial damage to the testers, but... it will make them
Feeling your own limits and powerlessness.
People without perseverance, when faced with this heavy pressure and the feeling of being unable to move forward, realize their own limits and powerlessness, will feel despair and give up. People with perseverance may persist, but if they have no potential,
No amount of perseverance is of any use.
To put it more vividly, this thousand-level staircase is the first touchstone of Jianwu Academy, the first dragon gate. If you cross it, you may become a dragon. If you can't cross it, then you will go back and forth from wherever you go.
With Lin Ze's current strength, he could easily get through the sword posture in normal times. Even if it was a sword posture specially prepared for the disciples in the inner courtyard, he could barely step up. However, because he had offended someone unintentionally, the sword posture
The momentum suddenly increased tenfold, which was completely beyond his endurance limit. Even with the support of the King Sword and the five swords, he could only stand.
But even so, the middle-aged man on the platform was a little dumbfounded. He really didn't expect that Lin Ze could still stand up when faced with ten times the power of the sword. However, "That should be it."
In his opinion, Lin Ze had obviously reached his limit and there was nothing more to look forward to.
And this is also true. To be honest, the five major sword intentions are not of great help to Lin Ze. After all, they are only the prototypes of sword intentions. Even if he uses it himself, people with less than a certain level of strength will not see it.
They are sword intentions. Now that they appear on their own initiative, their power is not obvious under the pressure of the sword. Even Wu Zhan and Qin Shang probably will not recognize them as sword intentions.
If the power of the sword cannot be exerted as it should be, then the sword will is no different from ordinary phenomena.
Of course, for Lin Ze, this was enough.
Wang Jian's angry roar and the phenomenon of the five swords made him realize that he was not fighting alone, nor was he the only one unwilling to succumb to the pressure of the sword. This gave him endless confidence.
Yes, he did feel his own limit, but didn't he also feel his limit when he was pressed down by the sword just now? But he still stood up after that, so now, continue to take a step forward
, what’s impossible?!
Lin Ze struggled to support the pressure as heavy as a mountain, his legs trembled violently, but his face did not reveal the slightest hint of cowardice or despair. His eyes were fixed on the front, and he only looked ahead, and then
...put your feet up!
This was a long process. Under the pressure of the sword, the mere act of raising his feet almost consumed all of Lin Ze's strength. Finally... boom!
Lin Ze's right foot landed on the step above, making a thunderous sound.
Although it was extremely difficult and painful, but...he finally took a step forward.
Then the second step, the third step, the fourth step, the fifth step... Although the speed was extremely slow, each step took several minutes, but step after step, Lin Ze was always moving forward, never stopping.
Never looked back.
All he can see is that the target is getting closer and closer to him!
"Is this guy a monster?!" The middle-aged man on the platform was completely shocked. When he thought that Lin Ze could not stand up, Lin Ze stood up. When he thought that Lin Ze could not stand up, Lin Ze stood up.
Maybe when he was moving forward, Lin Ze just walked up step by step, which made him simply couldn't believe it.
"Even among the students in the inner courtyard, few can withstand ten times the power of the sword!" A few hours later, when he saw that Lin Ze had walked through the 900 steps, his expression became a little numb and he murmured
He said, "Do I really want to eat the chair?"
He frowned, looking a little embarrassed.
Although it was not impossible for him to make the sword power heavier, if he did that, he would really become a bully. After hesitating for a long time between making the sword power heavier or eating the chair, he finally sighed.
I took a breath and stopped doing anything.
Now he just hoped that Lin Ze would collapse in the last hundred floors, otherwise he would really eat the chair.
However, his wish did not come true. After six hours from noon to sunset, Lin Ze finally climbed up the thousand steps with ten times the power of the sword.
At the moment of success, Lin Ze's excitement and excitement could not be expressed in words.
Although his body was so tired that he was about to fall down, he still stood, turned around and looked at the steps below. Suddenly, he vaguely understood what the purpose of the Sword Martial Arts Academy's sword posture on this step was, because here
The scenery you see is completely different from the scenery you see below!
Lin Ze stood there and rested for a while, until his physical strength gradually recovered, and then turned around again. Then he was surprised to find a middle-aged man squatting not far from the entrance of Jianwu Academy, dismantling a chair.
I had to eat it in bits and pieces, put it into my mouth, bit it, and cursed while eating it, "Damn it, this is really not for human consumption... Bah!"
Lin Ze was immediately dumbfounded. He didn't know if this person was crazy or if something was wrong, he actually ate the chair. Just eat it if you want. Chairs are not meant for people to eat, but you still eat them even though you know this.
What kind of mentality is it? Since you want to eat it, what kind of mentality does it have to scold you for eating it?
Lin Ze couldn't understand it at all, but finally understood that there are weird things everywhere.
But seeing that the other party was dressed neatly and spoke clearly, and didn't look like a fool, Lin Ze couldn't turn a blind eye. He walked up and said, "Senior..."
"Senior? Didn't you see me eating the chair?" The man raised his head and glared at him, looking very dissatisfied.
Lin Ze was ashamed. He really didn't know how to answer the call, and he didn't understand. He had never provoked him before, so why did this person seem to dislike him?
"Bah! It's so fucking unpalatable!" The middle-aged man bit off half a piece of the corner of the chair, and while chewing, he said vaguely to Lin Ze, "If you have anything to say, wait until I finish eating the chair. Now get out of the way.
go!"
Lin Ze was speechless again. He looked at this man who had been nervous for a few days, and then looked at the sky that had darkened. He felt that with the speed at which this man was eating the chair, if he really had to wait for him to finish eating, he would be afraid even at this time tomorrow.
That's not possible, he doesn't have that much time to spend here with a lunatic.
And then again, even just watching others eat chairs made him feel a little uncomfortable in his stomach.
Lin Ze couldn't stand it anymore, so he said seriously: "Although I know what I said may be nonsense, I still want to say that chairs are not meant for people to eat. If seniors find it unpalatable, it is better not to eat them. If seniors really
I'm so hungry, and I want to eat wooden food so much... Look, there's a forest next to it. The trees there are fresher at least, and they are definitely more delicious than this chair. If seniors are looking for those tender ones,
The tree is a little easier to eat."
Hearing Lin Ze's serious proposal, the middle-aged man was about to cry. He glared at Lin Ze with a straight face and said, "Boy, are you eating this chair because I'm hungry or because you like it?"
"Isn't it?" Lin Ze was shocked.
"I @#@..." The middle-aged man burst into tears. When he found that Lin Ze was looking at him as if he was crazy, he even had the urge to kill him. Why did he want to eat the chair? Are you an idiot?
?!
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. His eyes lit up and he stared at Lin Ze and said, "What do you mean, I don't need to eat this chair?"
"If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it. Couldn't someone force you to do it?"
"No one forced me, it's just..." The middle-aged man had trouble speaking. Of course he couldn't tell the truth to Lin Ze. After hesitating for a moment, he asked Lin Ze out of consideration: "Tell me what you want."
, do you want to eat my chair?"
Lin Ze felt that communicating with a psychopath was simply an infringement on his own IQ.
However, in order not to make his stomach feel worse, Lin Ze still said: "Don't eat it, this is not for humans to eat."
"Okay, this is what you said." Hearing this, the middle-aged man felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He immediately kicked aside the pile of broken wood in front of him, and finally said to Lin Ze seriously, "Don't blame me for keeping my words.
!”
Lin Ze didn't understand what he heard, but in a flash, he thought about the heavy sword force he encountered. After walking for a long time, he didn't see anyone coming out. Instead, this person was helplessly eating a chair, and he understood something in his heart.
Although Lin Ze was quite upset at being made things difficult for no reason, he walked up anyway. Lin Ze didn't bother to argue anymore, but said: "Excuse me, senior..."
"Ask me, what are you asking about?" Before Lin Ze finished speaking, the middle-aged man glared at him again with dissatisfied eyes, as if Lin Ze owed him eight million and had not paid back, "Sword Martial Arts Academy is not open to the public.
, since you are not a student of Jianwu Academy, you have nothing to ask, so hurry up and leave!"
Lin Ze frowned, "Senior should be the gatekeeper of Jianwu Academy, right?"
The middle-aged man's face suddenly filled with anger, "What's wrong with me being the gatekeeper? Do you look down on the gatekeeper? Don't think you are great. With your little ability, I can strangle you to death with just one finger!"
Is there something wrong with this thing?!
Lin Ze really didn't understand how he had offended this guy to make him so angry. In desperation, he had no choice but to take out the black jade order given to him by Wu Zhan from the Qiankun Cave, and then showed it to him .
"Can I ask?" (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)
