Chapter 179 Kendo

Returning to the cave and sitting alone in the dark stone room, Qin Yan recalled a scene not long ago and reflected in his heart.

I was really in a hurry just now. Although I made up for it in time, after all, I still showed some traces. In the final analysis, my mentality is not stable enough, and I suddenly appeared in a irritable mood at a critical time, which almost caused a bad situation.

Looking back on the scene at that time, the dark cold star in the depths of the soul also had a great stimulating effect on the generation of his violent mood. It seems that the power from the Wusheng Pavilion still cannot be used frequently. After all, such empty and violent spiritual power also has an impact on its own mind and is likely to cause counterattack. Today's case is a sign.

He took a gentle breath, closed his eyes, and began to sort out the sword skills recorded in three books today in his mind. The swordsmanship of Fengyan Kingdom is indeed very different from the style of Lanhua Kingdom. Compared with the peaceful swordsmanship among the Lanhua warriors, the swordsmen of Fengyan Kingdom went to the other extreme, rageously and fought for their lives. In addition to some sword skills, the three books also have some mysterious talks about catching wind and shadow, describing the swordsmanship believed in by the powerful warriors of Fengyan Kingdom, most of which are offensive and defenseless. Even some of the top famous schools in Fengyan have never paid so much attention to "gentleman's demeanor" and "convincing people with virtue" as in Lanhua. They only believe in swords and blood, and threaten that "the sword vows will never be returned". Once they fight, they will never die.

Therefore, it is really difficult to integrate such domineering and tragic will into the swordsmanship of the Central Plains sect such as Qingweiju.

Qin Yan meditated hard, and the puzzles in his heart are really difficult to solve. He recalled the essence of swordsmanship he saw in the library of Qingweiju that day. He took the road of peace. His moves were exquisite, like spiders weaving webs, and he did not rush to force the enemy to a dead end. The sword skills of Fengyan Kingdom are relatively rough, open and close, focus on momentum confrontation, and often decide life and death with one move. The style of the two is too far away. If you want to integrate them in one place, unless he himself has reached the realm of immobile or Lin Ge Lao.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

From this point of view, with his ability, he can only practice the sword skills of one school for the time being, and only consider another school after integrating it. Despite the unwillingness, this is indeed a fact that must be recognized.

So, which school should we learn first?

His own swordsmanship style is more inclined to Fengyan Kingdom, which is a hegemonic sword sharpened from the time of life and death. His moves reveal a strong bloody taste, and there are not too many exquisite skills and gorgeous posture. If he absorbs the essence of Fengyan Guojian skills, he is likely to go to a higher level. To a higher level.

But after a moment of meditation, he resolutely gave up this choice.

The cultivation of kendo can only be used to weigh the combat effectiveness of ordinary Jianghu people. For monks like him, before Kendo really reaches the realm of great success, his combat effectiveness has not been greatly improved. After all, the real goal of his practice of sword skills this time is to promote the advancement of imperial art with kendo, which is the root! In order to make the imperial art reach the seventh "invable" state, it is necessary to have better skills and purer swordsmanship. In this regard, the long-standing swordsmanship of Lanhua is much more suitable than that in Fengyan.

Although the preparation is not as expected, the two peerless swordsmanships with Yu Hanyan Huangji Jingxian Sword and Qingweiju's Huashen Kendo are pointing the way forward. I should not be very bumpy in this time...

There is no other choice but to try.

Qin Yan closed his eyes for a long time, recalled all the subtle moves he had seen, disassembled and combined them, and practiced them in his mind.

In his sea of consciousness, countless long swords are surrounded by, each of which is flirted and chopped in different ways. The sword spirit dances horizontally, like frost and snow, in which a dazzling light may have flashed, which is firmly engraved in his soul.

After a long time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and an excited trembling appeared in the depths of his soul, and he almost couldn't help getting out of his mind. He suddenly opened his eyes, his body was like an electric shot, and flew to the deepest practice field of the cave. He raised his hand to take a long sword from the stone wall. Under the wave of his wrist, a bright sword light poured down and bloomed a gorgeous frost snow lotus in the air.

After a blow, his figure immediately condensed, staring at the remnants of snow lotus gradually dissipating in front of him, and silently shook his head.

'No... The sword skills understood in consciousness cannot fully exert their power due to physical limitations, but expose many flaws.'

He stood for a moment, suddenly raised his eyebrows, shot an amazing light in his eyes, and waved his sword again. This time, it was almost to the extreme, but it did not show a brilliant brilliance. The sword spirit in his hand was gently drawn out, the blade light of the sword body began to blur, and the whole space vibrated extremely quickly, and everything in front of him was like a black veil. A moment later, the sword spirit suddenly condensed again behind the foot, and the illusory light dissipated, and the silver sword body appeared. The tip of the sword emits a cold air. If it penetrates into the human body, it will definitely bring a painful experience to the other party.

'The speed and strength are acceptable, but the accuracy is lacking. If you want to start, you need to make up for the complicated back work, which is not worth the loss...'

He thought for a moment and felt that he should give it a try, so he maintained this posture and began to think about the later changes. After two breaths, the snow flashed, easily cut open the air, made a slight unpleasant sound, waved countless beautiful arcs, and woven into a gorgeous net. But in this way, it will lead to more complicated changes, which are difficult to continue for a while.

'In fact, no matter how it changes, I can't get rid of several of the most basic routines. Do I try my best to find the slightest change?

Thinking like this, he no longer deliberately calculated the changes in moves, but instead let go of his mind and danced under the guidance of his soul intuition.

The cold sword light spread to all sides, and the cave was as cold as the twelfth lunar month. His figure moved and flashed in the sword, wielding electric arcs. As the speed of the sword swinging became faster and faster, the light of the sword gradually became dim. The traces of the sharp blade seemed to be integrated into the wind, and even the sound was covered by the magical power, which could not bring a trace of wind, which restrained the power of tearing the wind into a flash of arc. And his own speed of movement has also reached an amazing level. From the beginning, he went against the wind, and later he gradually felt free from the shackles and completely broke away from the shackles of the air like rushing back to the shore from the water.

Since Wusheng Pavilion came out and made great progress, he has not tried the limit of his speed. At this moment, he has played the speed that shocked him, and still feels that his body still has strength. He was secretly happy that the five-day hellish torture made him gain something after all. From then on, at least his physical speed was no longer a shackle to restrain his cultivation.