The sword light dances. These sword lights are fast and slow, bright and dark. Sometimes all the power is concentrated on one point, and sometimes the power is dispersed in every ray of sword light. This is one of the many first-class swordsmanships in the Jianhou Mansion.
Bright Moon Swordsmanship.
In this human-level training room, Jian Wushuang began to practice swordsmanship, and under the influence of that strong gravity, the spiritual power in his body was also consumed at an incredible speed.
In just a moment, even Jian Wushuang didn't have time to practice the Haoyue Sword Technique, he found that his spiritual power had been completely squeezed out.
Without hesitation, Jian Wushuang quickly retracted his sword and walked to the right corner of the secret room with difficulty. There was a yellow futon in this corner. This futon was specially used to restore spiritual power to people. On this futon, spiritual power was restored, and
It won't be affected by that gravity.
Sitting on the futon, Jian Wushuang began to run the Great Heaven Creation Technique, and saw a steady stream of spiritual power coming from all directions, passing through his eight extraordinary meridians and finally gathering in his Dantian at an absurdly fast speed.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Jian Wushuang stood up again. At this moment, his whole body's spiritual power had recovered to its peak, and was even slightly stronger than before.
"As I thought, the Great Heaven Creation Technique can absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth many times faster than ordinary cultivation methods. Naturally, the speed of spiritual power recovery should also be extremely fast, and this is indeed the case. Ordinary warriors
, my spiritual power is exhausted, and I can't even think of recovering to its peak within a few hours, but I only need half a quarter of an hour..." Jian Wu's eyes flashed with joy.
This is another terrifying aspect of the Great Heaven Creation Technique compared to other methods.
Not only is the cultivation speed fast, but the spiritual power recovery speed is also ridiculously fast.
And this recovery speed, in this human-level training room, is almost equivalent to a cheating device for training.
It should be noted that the process of exhausting spiritual power and then completely recovering it is of great help to cultivation. This is a complete cycle of cultivation. Every time such a cycle is performed, even ordinary warriors can use their spiritual power to
It has improved a lot, and the heaven-defying skills practiced by Jian Wushuang will increase spiritual power even more.
As soon as he recovered and reached his peak, he immediately found that his spiritual power had improved a lot.
This is also the benefit of practicing in a human-level training room.
However, for ordinary warriors, their spiritual power recovery speed is too slow, and they can only complete this cycle twice a day at most, so the effect is not too great.
In addition... practicing in this training room, the feeling of being suppressed by the whole body and mind is extremely uncomfortable, so on weekdays, few disciples choose to come to this training room to practice, and occasionally some practitioners fall into a bottleneck.
Only those disciples who are unable to break through will try to come to this training room, hoping to rely on this gravity to force a breakthrough.
For example, four years ago when Jian Wushuang was unable to gather his spiritual power, he also went to this human-level training room to practice once.
"The Great Heaven Creation Technique that I practice, the recovery speed of spiritual power is incredibly fast. Others can only complete the practice cycle twice a day, but I can complete it at least twenty times. In this way, my practice speed will be
It will be more than ten times that of ordinary cultivators!"
The cultivation speed of the Datian Creation Art is already extremely fast, and combined with the human-level training room, his cultivation speed will be incredibly fast. I am afraid that he will be able to enter the second level of the divine way in less than a day or two.
"I became a warrior four years later than others. I am already so far behind. I must not continue to lag behind. Therefore, I must work harder than ordinary people." Jian Wu's eyes burst out with light.
From that day on, he was completely silent in his training in the human-level training room.
From the complete consumption of spiritual power to the restoration to the peak, it is a training cycle. Each cycle can improve his spiritual power a lot, and he can perform such training cycles almost dozens of times every day.
The speed of cultivation is ten times that of ordinary warriors, or even more.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.
In front of the Jiange Gate.
Bang!
A low impact sound was heard, and then a disciple of Jiange was thrown away in great embarrassment, and finally hit the ground heavily.
"Haha, the disciples of Jiange are really bad."
The one who laughed was a young man in purple clothes. This young man in purple clothes was obviously not a disciple of Jiange, but he showed off his power in front of the door of Jiange. There were many disciples of Jiange around. When they heard this, they all felt angry in their hearts, but they were unable to express themselves.
"You just broke through to the sixth level earlier than me, and your spiritual power is stronger than mine. What are you proud of?" The defeated Jiange disciple stood up and said angrily.
"If you lose, you will lose. Don't you accept it? Are all the disciples of Jiange like you?" The young man in purple sneered, completely ignoring the looks around him that seemed to want to eat him.
"Huh?" The young man in purple moved his eyes and happened to see Jian Wushuang walking towards the Jiange. A playful smile appeared on his lips.
Jian Wushuang entered the sword pavilion to practice as usual, but he had just arrived in front of the sword pavilion.
"Isn't this Jian Wushuang, the Young Pavilion Master of Jiange?" A voice with a hint of ridicule suddenly came from the side.
Jian Wushuang paused in his steps, raised his head and looked at the young man in purple, his eyes narrowed.
He had some impressions of the young man in purple. He knew that the latter's name was Jian Lin and that he was one of the outstanding disciples in the Blood Martial Hall. The most important thing was that Jian Lin had always been interested in Jian Meng'er and was always thinking of ways to please him.
Jian Meng'er.
But it is a pity that Jian Meng'er has been with Jian Wushuang for the past four years for the sake of Jiange's eighteen first-class swordsmanship. This made Jian Lin extremely jealous, and the hostility and resentment towards Jian Wushuang in his heart was naturally very great.
However, due to the previous relationship between Jian Lan and Jian Meng'er, Jian Lin could not find a chance to deal with Jian Wushuang, but now... everything has become different.
"With a sword in hand, you are unparalleled in the world. It's a good name, but using this name on you is really a waste." Jian Lin stood in front of Jian Wushuang and sarcastically said without hesitation: "Not only that.
Now, you still want to take advantage of Meng'er. It's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat. You don't even urinate and show it. With a waste like you who can't even condense spiritual power, how can Meng'er really do it?
Fancy you?"
Jian Wushuang glanced at Jian Lin, but he was not angry. Instead, he raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "You are right, how can a person like me be worthy of Jian Meng'er? So, I give it to you!"
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"Give it to me?" Jianlin was startled at first, but then became furious, "Damn it, I need you to give in to such a useless person?"
Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, was too lazy to say anything more, turned around and continued walking towards the sword pavilion.
"Trash, stop here." Jian Lin yelled.
Jian Wushuang didn't pay attention at all, and his steps didn't stop.
"You bastard, how dare you ignore me?" Jian Lin's face twisted and he cursed, then he moved and slapped Jian Wushuang on the back with his palm.
Sensing the strong wind coming from behind, Jian Wushuang's eyes turned cold, and he turned around sharply. His right hand, which had already been clenched into a fist, suddenly exerted force, and the strong spiritual power penetrated out instantly.
"roll!"
Jian Wushuang let out a loud shout, and the sound erupted simultaneously with the strength on his arm, colliding head-on with Jian Lin's palm.
Bang!
Jian Wushuang staggered and took several steps back, while Jian Lin was forced to take a step back.
Although he only took a step back, Jianlin was completely stunned.
"How is that possible?" Jian Lin looked at Jian Wushuang with wide eyes.
That palm just now, he didn't use too much force because he didn't dare to strike too hard, but even so, it was impossible for an ordinary person to take it easily, not to mention that Jian Wushuang actually forced him back.
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"Third level, he must be at least the third level of spiritual realm, or even the peak of the third level!" Jian Lin said in shock.