They all drew their swords out of their scabbards. Although Xiao Zhan grabbed the sword and defeated the strongest ones like them, this moment was so fast that they didn't even come back to their senses. Almost everyone instinctively drew out their swords.
, rushed towards Xiao Zhan.
With the sword in his hand, Xiao Zhan was dominated by strange emotions. There was no advanced realm of swordsmanship. His feeling at this moment was very simple, that is, all his thoughts were disappearing, and the sword in his hand could be transformed into himself. The sword.
It's not perfect. Xiao Zhan can easily find countless shortcomings in the forging technique. It can be said that this is a sword with no highlights or even too many flaws. However, his feeling is not like this.
What is a sword?
A swordsman's sword should not be such a superficial tangible sword. A real swordsman should put the sword in his heart. Even if the sword in his hand is a tragedy, his sword will not be affected in any way. Even this sword full of tragedy will not be affected.
It should be perfected and become the most unique divine sword in the world.
In today's era, there is no power, so the sword has become more pure. Xiao Zhan believes that people can practice and temper their bodies, and the sword can also practice, making the sword become like a human. People can constantly improve themselves, and the sword can also self-improve.
Perfection, even if it cannot perfect itself initially, can still be completed by people helping it.
In different eras, swords will have different forms of performance, but if swords do not have power, then they should find another way. Xiao Zhan feels that it is okay to practice swords as human beings. Maybe the sword as a dead object can be cultivated under his practice.
A sword that can turn into a living creature.
Xiao Zhan was thinking, he hated being disturbed, and while he was thinking, these swordsmen came and killed him, which made him very unhappy. Since he was unhappy, it would naturally explode, so Xiao Zhan drew his sword.
The sword is a dead thing, how to practice it?
Dead objects cannot have the characteristics of living objects, so sword practice cannot be simply practiced, but requires practice. This is a world without power, so this practice requires the help of external objects.
What foreign object?
Xiao Zhan thinks that all he can think of now is casting, using a hammer to make the sword he needs. This is a special kind of forging.
The sword is fast, but seems to be very slow. It seems that Xiao Zhan's sword has many moves, but if you look closely, it is just one sword. There is nothing fancy about this sword at all, but there are more than ten swordsmen regardless of distance.
All of them were actually knocked away by this sword, and the instant killing effect made everyone who saw it stunned.
What an exaggeration!
This is what everyone is thinking at this moment. It would make sense if they stood in a circle, but some were several meters apart. No matter how you look at it, Xiao Zhan's sword cannot knock this person down.
Unfortunately, the impossible became possible. Xiao Zhan's seemingly ordinary sword move knocked more than ten people away with one strike.
Xiao Zhan's steps never stopped, nor did he speed up, but there were great changes in the distance and distance. Many people looked at this strange scene and couldn't help but widen their eyes. It seemed that this could make him see
It becomes clearer.
The tea party was like an arena, with countless spectators on the stands, watching from a distance as a group of swordsmen pretended to discuss swordsmanship. Now that Xiao Zhan has used his sword against more than a dozen swordsmen, it will naturally attract people's attention. Such uninvited visitors
His behavior was provocative, let alone stabbing someone with a sword.
All the swordsmen locked their eyes on Xiao Zhan, as if they wanted to lock him down, but they were surprised to find that Xiao Zhan never changed his speed. He seemed to be right there, but no matter how they looked, they couldn't seem to get their eyes on him.
Fix it.
Xiao Zhan did not change at all. He was getting closer and closer to the protagonists of the tea party. Princess Shengwu who was sitting on the main seat was also looking at him, but it was a pity that everything could not be simpler, but she could never see this simplicity clearly.
What exactly does it contain?
This is a world without power. Xiao Zhan believes that perhaps this is a world that belongs to himself, and the mystery of artistic conception can rise to an indescribable height.
What is the artistic conception?
Xiao Zhan has always believed that this is an attribute of spiritual thoughts and realm, but now it seems that artistic conception is not actually like this. The real artistic conception should be the intention that belongs to oneself, which is a kind of intention that one has as a human being. This is indeed
A world without power, but people exist, and mind obviously also exists. So the true way of swordsmanship actually has soil.
Of course, if you want the sword to have meaning, the most basic thing is to let the sword become yourself and yourself to become the sword. Of course, this is not a problem for Xiao Zhan, so he can make his sword have peerless and terrifying meaning.
This kind of intention is a state, and it is also the intention of the sword. It can be turned into reality, and it can suppress everything outside the body.
"boom!"
Xiao Zhan's steps suddenly changed. Although the distance and frequency of steps were still the same, as he took a step, an intention appeared, and the swordsmen in the entire tea party felt a terrible pressure of will.
This is the meaning of the sword.
All the swordsmen had shocked looks in their eyes.
In this era, sword intent can only be a legend. After all, there is no power, and the soul and mind are just legends. Naturally, it is impossible to practice sword intent.
Now, as soon as Xiao appeared on the stage, he unleashed his sword intent, bringing this legendary thing online to the human world. This immediately made everyone in the tea party confused. They looked at the approaching Xiao Zhan with eyes that were witnessing a miracle.
"I heard that there are many masters here, and I plan to come and see them. Unfortunately, the ostentation is quite grand, but everyone here is nothing more than that."
Xiao Zhan's expression was very cold, showing no disappointment or any other emotions. He turned around suddenly like this, as if this place was not worthy of someone like him. This was a humiliation and a blasphemy.
Princess Shengwu stood up. She wanted to stop Xiao Zhan from leaving, but unfortunately she couldn't say the words.
Xiao Zhan's simple display made all the protagonists of the tea party feel insignificant and talk about the development of kendo and how to practice it. Originally, many people thought that the legendary kendo was an exaggeration and could not exist at this time. But Xiao Zhan
Zhan came out to speak out and slapped the mouths of those who held this view so hard that they couldn't support themselves even if they wanted to refute.
Xiao Zhan stopped in front of the swordsman who had been knocked away by his sword earlier. The man looked a little frightened when he saw him, as if he was worried that he was going to kill him.
"Don't worry, I just plan to return the sword to you."
Xiao Zhan smiled slightly.
"The sword is really bad. If you can use your own strength to make this sword a peerless sword, you may be able to become a real swordsman."