In terms of insights, Jian Wushuang had gained an insight into the rules of time and space and an insight into the rules of reincarnation in the Narcissus Tower on Narcissus Island.
These two insights are incomplete and at a low level, but despite this, they are extremely helpful to Jian Wushuang, allowing Jian Wushuang to avoid many detours in his understanding of the two major rules of time and space and reincarnation.
And now, this is the swordsmanship experience left by a sword cultivator at the immortal saint level!
"Although I have learned the way of swordsmanship, I have always been groping by myself. My eyesight has gone dark, and my speed is naturally much slower. But if I had complete guidance on the way of swordsmanship, I would know what to understand next and how to participate.
Enlightenment, my progress in kendo comprehension will definitely be much faster than it is now!"
"The insights of the swordsmanship left behind by this purple-blood saint are particularly important to me!!" Jian Wushuang clenched his hands.
The Purple Blood Saint not only left behind his insights into the way of swordsmanship, he also left behind his own Purple Blood Swordsmanship.
But for Jian Wushuang, what is really attractive is the insight. As for the Purple Blood Swordsmanship, although it is useful to Jian Wushuang, the usefulness is definitely not as great as the swordsmanship experience.
"Try it, I wonder if I can pass the test of this trial bridge." Jian Wushuang said secretly.
The knowledge of swordsmanship and purple blood swordsmanship left behind by the Purple Blood Saint can only be obtained by passing the test of this trial bridge.
If he can't pass the test, no matter how helpful the swordsmanship and purple blood swordsmanship are to him, it will be in vain if he can't get it.
On the eighth trial bridge, Jian Wushuang has taken the first step.
The moment he took his first step, the scene in front of him immediately changed.
This was a dark and unintentional void. Jian Wushuang stood in the center of the void, and in front of him, there was a hazy figure.
This hazy figure couldn't see its specific appearance. It still held a long sword tightly in its hand. A pair of strange eyes looked at Jian Wushuang, "There are eighty-one floors in this space, and you are on the first floor now."
, as long as you defeat me, you will enter the next level, and then you will meet a stronger opponent than me."
"You have ten days. If you pass the 81st floor within ten days, you will be considered to have passed the test."
This hazy figure looked dull, but Jian Wushuang still heard it clearly.
Jian Wushuang shook his right hand and found that his power had been suppressed to the level of ordinary third-class gods and demons.
"The strength remains at the level of ordinary gods and demons, and we purely compete in swordsmanship?" Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows.
The test of this trial bridge reminded him of the sword trial tower where he spent thousands of years in his previous life.
The Sword Trial Tower was an opportunity given to him by Emperor Thirteen. The thousand years he spent in the Sword Trial Tower gave him a new understanding of Sword Dao, and his Sword Dao cultivation was greatly improved.
Although the current test at the trial bridge is very different from the sword trial tower, they are essentially the same.
They are all competitions that rely purely on swordsmanship, and the opponents' swordsmanship and kendo understanding are constantly improving.
"Is there only ten days? That can't be wasted."
Jian Wushuang smiled and immediately took action.
Buzz!!
A hazy sword light emerged.
Jian Wushuang fought with this hazy figure in the first level of space.
And in just a moment, this hazy figure was directly penetrated by his sword skills and passed through the first level.
"This first level is easy."
Jian Wushuang smiled and continued to start the second level.
Soon the second floor was passed, followed by the third and fourth floors, but within a short time Kung Fu Jian Wushuang had already passed ten floors in succession, and was still going through.
While Jian Wushuang was crossing the eighth trial bridge, Su Tong stood there on the fifth trial bridge with his eyes closed.
It was also a dark space, but Su Tong encountered not only one opponent in this space, but eleven people.
These eleven people were all sergeants in black armor. They all held black long spears, and their marksmanship was extremely exquisite. They also knew how to cooperate with each other, which put a lot of pressure on Su Tong.
And the most important thing is that as time goes by, the number of people on the other side is getting larger and larger.
Su Tong's face was indifferent. She was like a ghost, and the spear she waved was extremely flexible and strange. She swept out silently. The black-armored sergeants rushed over, but were directly repelled by his spear again and again. She was alone.
He fought fiercely with these eleven black armored soldiers at the same time, relying on his marksmanship to gain the absolute upper hand.
But the good times didn't last long. In this dark void, two more black armored sergeants appeared out of thin air.
At this time, there were thirteen black armored sergeants surrounding Su Tong.
Su Tong's face also darkened, but with her own marksmanship, she could still deal with it calmly.
She tried her best in this dark space. At the same time, she was making progress while fighting these black armored soldiers. Her marksmanship became more sophisticated and flexible during the siege.
No one outside the world knew about this scene.
Like other Narcissus Island disciples, they only saw her standing on the trial bridge, but they didn't know what she was encountering now.
But in the deepest part of the saint's tomb, in the hidden independent space, a consciousness covers the entire inner layer and even the entire saint's tomb.
No matter whether it is the outer or inner layers of the saint's tomb, what happens in every corner can be clearly seen by this consciousness.
Even Su Tong, Jian Wushuang and the others' experiences on the Trial Bridge were clearly seen by this consciousness.
At this moment, this consciousness focused all its attention on the fifth trial bridge.
"This little girl is pretty good."
In the hidden independent space, a vague figure floated there, muttering to himself.
"Although her understanding of marksmanship was not very high at the beginning, after entering the trial bridge to accept the test, during the battle with those black sergeants, she was able to continuously improve her marksmanship and continue to improve. This is the speed of progress.
It’s very impressive, at least now, compared to when she first entered the trial tower, her marksmanship is obviously much better!”
"Her talent in shooting is indeed very strong."
There was a hint of appreciation for Su Tong in the words of this blurry figure.
But it was just some appreciation, but not too much expectation.
Because he knew that Su Tong might have good talent in the art of shooting, and his understanding was quite high, but there was still a long way to go before he could meet his requirements.
Su Tong may be able to reach the second half of the fifth trial bridge, but it is unrealistic to completely pass it.
Sure enough, as the test progressed, the number of black sergeants continued to increase, and their cooperation became more and more tacit, and the pressure on Su Tong also increased.
What started out as calm gradually became a bit unbearable.
When there were nearly thirty black sergeants, Su Tong was finally completely defeated.