Luo Song fell outside the competition arena, his face pale and his expression extremely horrified.
"I lost?"
"How can it be?"
"How could I lose to Meng Li!"
Luo Song's eyes were blood red and he said in disbelief.
In Luo Song's mind, Fang Yiyun's disciples, except for Lin Bai, should be completely crushable by him. However, he never expected that Meng Li could defeat him in just a few moves.
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When Lin Bai saw Meng Li spinning the dagger, he was surprised and said: "Light Sword Way!"
Fang Yiyun chuckled and said: "This is Zimu Kendo!"
"Zi Mu Kendo?" Lin Bai frowned a little.
Fang Yiyun said: "Yes, the Zimu Kendo is a combination of the Domineering Sword Dao and the Light Sword Dao, but for a sword cultivator, the talent required to practice the Zimu Kendo is extremely high."
"Especially... master the method of multitasking!"
"Once the Zimu Sword Way is successfully practiced, it will be both offensive and defensive, advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and have infinite power. It has the fierceness of the Domineering Sword Way and the elegance of the Light Sword Way..."
When Lin Bai heard Fang Yiyun's words, he nodded slightly and said lightly in his heart: "This is as good as a two-handed sword!"
"I rarely use the two-handed sword since I was on Miracle Ridge."
Lin Bai smiled faintly in his heart.
Although he had not used a two-handed sword for many years, Lin Bai never forgot it.
But now seeing Meng Li perform the Zimu Kendo, it seemed to open a door for Lin Bai. Lin Bai felt that the Zimu Kendo was more suitable for him, because Lin Bai had mastered the magical use of two-handed swords many years ago.
Dual-tasking, or even multi-tasking, was not too difficult for Lin Bai!
"I won."
Meng Li happily stuck the giant sword on the ground and looked at Luo Song with a smile.
With a look of humiliation on his face, Luo Song walked up to Bei Haiyan, lowered his head and said, "Master Bei, I'm sorry, I was careless."
Bei Haiyan looked displeased when he saw Luo Song turning pale, and said coldly: "It's not your fault. I didn't expect that Meng Li could actually understand the Zimu swordsmanship in five months!"
Su Ling said: "Pan Feiyang, you go!"
Seeing Bei Haiyan's Luo Song defeated, Su Ling immediately turned cold and said directly to the person behind him.
"Yes, Master Su." Immediately, the warrior named Pan Feiyang jumped out and landed in the field.
Pan Feiyang landed on the ground, and without even saying a word to Meng Li, he rushed over directly and struck Meng Li in front of him with a fierce palm.
Meng Li looked startled, and hurriedly grabbed the giant sword and swung it hard. The giant sword seemed to have the power to shatter the sky and the earth, and slashed directly at Pan Feiyang.
At the same time, the dagger in Meng Li's hand was also fierce and bone-piercing.
As he opened his bows from left to right, Pan Feiyang, who was attacking, fell into a desperate situation in an instant. He was attacked repeatedly by Meng Li's giant sword and dagger. He was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and was defeated step by step!
"Stop it!"
"I surrender……"
"Pfft..."
After a round of fierce attacks, Pan Feiyang hurriedly shouted to Meng Li.
When Pan Feiyang finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, his face was pale, and he looked at Meng Li in panic.
Pan Feiyang had a premonition that if he continued to fight, within ten moves, he would be chopped into pieces by Meng Li's sword!
"Concession."
Hearing Pan Feiyang admitting defeat, Meng Li didn't take any action and said with cupped fists.
At this moment, Meng Li was panting, covered in sweat, and panting heavily, as if he had consumed too much spiritual and physical energy.
Lin Bai saw this scene and said calmly: "Although Zimu Sword Art is extremely strong, it consumes a lot of money for a warrior."
Fang Yiyun nodded slightly and said: "That's right, it requires extremely high physical and spiritual power from a warrior!"
"The giant sword in Meng Li's hand weighs about 7,800 kilograms. It is refined from Tianxuan heavy iron. It is difficult for ordinary warriors to carry it if they don't have enough physical strength."
"And if he wants to use two swords, the spiritual power in his body needs to be extremely strong. Otherwise, he will not be able to hold on for long. Even if the opponent cannot defeat him, he will be defeated without fighting because of the exhaustion of spiritual power in his body and the weakness of his physical body.
!”
Fang Yiyun said softly to Lin Bai.
Changsun Yun smiled and said: "Master Fang, is there no perfect martial arts in this world?"
Fang Yiyun chuckled and said: "Perfect, how can it be perfect?"
Lin Bai said: "The so-called cultivation means that when we are still young, we feel that we are not strong enough and want to get rid of birth, old age, illness and death, so we work hard to cultivate, get rid of the way of heaven, transcend the six paths of reincarnation, and become eternal life. This is cultivation!"
"If we are born perfect, without any flaws, no height or fatness, no beauty or ugliness, no hierarchy, no superiority or inferiority, no birth, old age, sickness and death, then why would we need to practice?"
"The so-called cultivation is nothing more than using your own efforts to make up for your own shortcomings!"
"If you think you are fat, you can lose weight. This is also cultivation."
"If you think you've lost weight, you can still gain weight. This is also cultivation."
"We are afraid of birth, old age, sickness and death, so as to understand the world, seek strength, transcend birth, old age, sickness and death, and become an eternal existence. This is also cultivation."
"Meng Li practices Zimu Kendo. If his spiritual power is insufficient, he will replenish his spiritual power. If his physical body is insufficient, he will train his physical body hard. If his weapons are insufficient, he will look for the divine iron of heaven and earth to refine the sword. This is the principle of Zimu Kendo.
Practice!”
"Life is a practice, but everyone's purpose of practice is different."
"Because we are all perfect, we need to practice. If we are perfect, knowing astronomy and geography, without fear of life and death, or the future, then what else would we practice?"
Lin Bai shook his head and smiled.
Changsun Yun and Shuxiang were both confused and smiled bitterly when they heard Lin Bai's words.
Fang Yiyun chuckled and said, "Did you hear that? That's why I said... Lin Bai, the reason why I can't teach him is because the world he sees has surpassed you too much."
"In fact, it surpasses me too much."
Fang Yiyun shook his head and said.
Changsun Yun, Shu Xiang, and Wu Ming all nodded slightly, showing deep respect when they looked at Lin Bai.
Fang Yiyun said: "Okay, after two battles with Meng Li, he has reached his limit. Let him come down. Changsun Yun, you go and replace Meng Li."
Changsun Yun nodded slightly: "Yes, Master Fang."
Immediately, Changsun Yun walked onto the fighting field and replaced Meng Li.
Meng Li carried the giant sword and returned to Fang Yiyun. Although he was extremely tired, his face showed an unprecedented happy look, because this was the first time he had such a hearty battle, and he also won the victory.
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Changsun Yun came on the field and won two games in a row, both of which were resounding victories.
Later, under Fang Yiyun's instructions, Wu Ming went up and replaced Changsun Yun.