Surplus refers to excess, and deficiency refers to lack.
These are two completely different realms. The more Ying Dao pursues, the more beautiful it is, and the bigger it is, the more powerful it is. If it can cut out hundreds of millions of knives with one sword, that would be the beauty of beauty.
Que Dao pursues the goal of simplifying the complex. If you can kill with one sword, you will never use a second sword. If you can resolve the battle within a small area, it will never spread beyond the small area.
Chen Yidao remembered that his real name was Chen Yidao, and the technique he practiced was called "The True Secret of Winning and Fighting", which was a complete "Ying Dao Kung Fu".
He has spent countless years on the road of gaining swords, gradually practicing from one sword per second to one quadrillion swords per second, which is equivalent to one sword per femtosecond, although he feels that he can continue to become faster, such as one femtosecond.
Two swords per second, three swords per femtosecond, but it is meaningless.
The upper limit of the power has been locked, and if you continue to fight against opponents of the same level, it will be the same.
After countless hesitations and struggles, Chen Yida finally decided to go in the opposite direction, temporarily sealing his memory and power and rebuilding the missing sword.
If the power of each of his swords is equivalent to the past one trillion swords, then when his memory is restored and he regains the power of the surplus sword, he will enter a new realm.
This is the legendary Yingque Dao.
He deliberately chose a world that was about to be captured by the abyss, and decided to start over. In this world, he would not lack battles, and only when there was a huge disparity in strength could he better practice Que Dao.
Who knew... he met a super-normal existence out of nowhere, and his Taoist heart was broken.
When Que Dao's Taoist heart was broken, his sealed memory and power returned to his body. His mood was very complicated. Que Dao had only been practicing for fifteen years, and he hadn't even learned the basics yet!
"Are you okay?" Wuming asked worriedly when he saw Chen Yidao vomiting blood.
He could actually use his mental power to scan Chen Yidao's body, but it was a bit impolite to do so. Under normal circumstances, unless the other person was about to die, or had passed out and needed treatment, he would not infringe on other people's privacy.
Of course, if it is an enemy, everything can be excepted.
Chen Yidao opened his eyes, looked at Wuming with complicated emotions, and said, "I'm fine, it's just... I have a merciless request."
"If it's an unkind invitation, uh... then don't say it." Wuming hesitated for a moment, then said seriously.
This guy had a look of admiration just now, but when he spit out blood, his eyes became weird, and his tone suddenly became disrespectful. Instead, he seemed eager to try. Could it be that... he was gay?
Wuming thought of several famous 'goblins' in the spiritual world, quietly took a step back, and decided to find an excuse to run away quickly.
"Since it's an unkind invitation, of course it has to be done regardless of whether you agree or disagree!"
"Please...eat my billions of knives!"
Chen Yidao's tone slowly brewed with murderous intent, and finally he suddenly drew his sword and slashed towards Wuming.
Damn it!
Wuming realized something was wrong the moment Chen Yidao drew out his sword, and then a dense sword light hit him, and at the same time, the sword in Chen Yidao's hand was immediately shattered.
Probably because of the poor quality of the knife, Chen Yidao's attack this time did not cut out 100 billion knives in one second, but only cut out 100 million knives.
Silently, the light of the sword flashed across the sky and the earth.
In an instant, starting from the position where Chen Yi's sword came out, the space shattered like glass.
Countless knife marks split the universe and landed on a huge maggot. The maggot instantly turned into countless slices, twisting its body and falling deeper into the abyss.
Chen Yidao slowly sheathed the sword. Although only the handle was left on his sword, the action of sheathing it had already become instinctive.
At this time, a nameless voice came to his ears: "If you want to kill me, I can't accept it. Anyway, I have seen too many unprovoked malices, but is it too much for you to kill the whole world?"
Only then did Chen Yidao notice that there was a small flower floating next to him. When his eyes came into contact with the little flower, the little flower suddenly started to rotate, and then countless petals spread out from the small flower. In an instant, Chen Yidao could see it.
It's all a sea of petals.
"It's a little trick, I actually wavered my Taoist heart because of this little acrobatics, it's really... ridiculous!" Chen Yidao's expression remained unchanged and he slowly closed his eyes.
The next moment, he used his hand instead of the sword to strike quickly, and for a while, the dense sword energy centered on him continued to slash out.
"So fast, such a sharp knife!"
Wuming sat on a huge golden glazed flower, watching Chen Yidao's continuous attacks, he couldn't help but admire it.
To be honest, he didn't actually understand the current situation. He was inexplicably transported to a world that was about to be swallowed by the abyss, and met a young swordsman inexplicably.
Originally, this young man was careful to treat him as an idol and a senior, but after asking a few questions, he suddenly turned his back and turned into a fool who only knew how to use a knife.
This experience was so bizarre that if he told it, others might think he was telling a story.
You wouldn't even dare to write a novel like this.
However, Wuming felt that he could not let Chen Yidao continue to use the sword, otherwise the planet would not be able to withstand it.
In fact, when Chen Yidao launched his first attack, the planet almost collapsed, but Wuming reacted quickly, avoiding the attack while limiting the scope of the sword's energy.
But this restriction also extends the attack distance of the sword energy.
It was probably like a high-pressure water cannon. As a result, the sword energy not only penetrated the space barrier, but also smeared abyssal maggots in the face.
Now Wuming has more time to respond to Chen Yidao's attack, so the scope of Chen Yidao's attack is compressed even smaller.
"Flower Bound!"
As Wuming thought, the petals fluttering around him suddenly became disconnected, and countless golden threads appeared.
As the petals rotated around Chen Yidao, these golden threads quickly wrapped around Chen Yidao's body. In a blink of an eye, Chen Yidao was wrapped into a rice dumpling, with only one head exposed.
The Wuming figure condensed, stood in front of Chen Yidao, and asked: "Can we have a good talk now?"
"Do you think you won?" Chen Yidao asked confidently without any panic at all.
Wuming frowned slightly, his expression became serious, and he warned: "I don't know why you are angry, but if you continue to mess around, you will be responsible for all the consequences in the future!"
"The hatred for blocking the road is irreconcilable, so go to hell!" Chen Yidao became more and more angry as he thought about it, and suddenly two sword auras shot out from his eyes.
The flowers around Wuming floated up just in time to block the sword attack. Then Wuming sensed the danger and instantly turned into petals and scattered.
A knife flew from space, instantly cut through the atmosphere and crashed to the ground. Countless knife energy wrapped around the blade, fluttering like flying catkins.
These sword energy easily cut off the golden threads on Chen Yidao's body.
Chen Yidao stepped forward, looked at the knife stuck on the ground with a nostalgic look, and said, "Long time no see, old man!"