Chapter 666 Senior Brother, I'm Enlightened!

"Use a sword." Bai Zhaoyun looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan nodded, stood up, and condensed a Dongfang sword in his right hand.

Because in the room, he was not fighting with life and death, so Lin Fan didn't use Tage Xing, but just summoned his divine power to stab forward!

Although Tage Xing was not used.

But after a few battles before, Lin Fan also had a little more understanding of the way of the sword, and under the surge of divine power, a three-foot sword light suddenly condensed on the tip of the sword.

The pure sword energy distorts the air, exuding a luster that is colder than the blade of a sword, and it is extremely sharp.

An invisible murderous aura flowed out, it was a murderous aura that shouldn't appear on high school students, but it happened to appear on Lin Fan!

Lin Fan at this moment is like a killing god!

"puff!"

The sword energy pierced through the air and directly hit the wall.

For a moment, cement splashed everywhere, and Lin Fan's sword left a five-inch-deep mark on the wall mixed with divine gold!

"good."

Bai Zhaoyun nodded slightly. At this time, he looked like a master of swordsmanship. He walked over and looked at the sword mark, and commented decently: "Murdering intent is concentrated, your current state of swordsmanship is in the state of killing."

"The realm of killing?" Lin Fan was taken aback.

"Why, haven't you heard of these sword realms?" Bai Zhaoyun glanced at Lin Fan.

I was a little nervous, after all, I was talking nonsense.

The sword that Lin Fan stabbed just now did not seem to him to have any flaws, it was so close that he couldn't see it clearly, only saw the flash of the sword light, and there was a hole in the wall in front of him.

But there are no shortcomings, and Bai Zhaoyun can also find them.

Great power, heavy killing intent!

Isn't this a shortcoming? You see, it was dug into the wall, an honest wall, you didn't provoke you, you didn't provoke you, you poked a hole for someone?

Lin Fan scratched his head: "I've never heard of it."

Bai Zhaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, um, it's easy if you haven't heard of it, I'm really afraid you've heard of it...

"Yes." Bai Zhaoyun said seriously: "When many swordsmen first learn how to use a sword, they will enter this state of mind as they step into the way of swordsmanship."

"As long as you have a sword in your hand, you will mobilize all your murderous intentions. Every sword is accompanied by a killing spirit. The pursuit is fast and ruthless."

"It's like some gods finally learned to drive, and they want to drive any car they see. After enjoying it, they even find mountain roads to hit the accelerator."

Lin Fan was taken aback for a moment, then he understood.

As expected of a senior brother, in the face of the obscure realm of kendo, he even used a driving car as a metaphor for using a sword.

This time, Lin Fan understood what the realm of killing was.

As a matter of fact, Bai Zhaoyun didn't know how to do swordsmanship at first, let alone the realm of swordsmanship. If you really asked him to talk about the realm of swordsmanship, he wouldn't be able to say it!

It must be compared with something else to be justified.

Bai Zhaoyun thinks that he is not a hard-working nonsense, after all, they say that thousands of roads lead to the same goal.

Since this is the case, then driving and practicing swords should be similar... right?

"To put it simply, I suddenly discovered the power of the sword, causing my mind to be infected with a trace of murder." Bai Zhaoyun organized his thoughts, and said unhurriedly: "In this state of sword, the aggressiveness of the sword will increase. But on the other hand, this kind of mentality will also make you like a sword that has just been unsheathed, blindly pursuing fierce shots, and your mentality will become impetuous."

"But a real swordsman should not show his sharpness, but hide his sword in its sheath."

"Junior brother, you have to remember that the sword is usually hidden in the scabbard, and it will only show its sharpness when it is really about to kill.

"A real swordsman should be like a sword. It looks ordinary, but in fact it hides the sword in its sheath, making it difficult to figure out. Every sword that is stabbed should be ordinary until it pierces the enemy's vital point."

Bai Zhaoyun stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an inexplicable aura all over his body.

Lin Fan half-understood: "Brother, do you mean to keep a low profile like you?"

"Think for yourself.

"Bai Zhaoyun didn't say yes or no.

Show the demeanor of a superior person.

But in fact, Bai Zhaoyun didn't know what he said just now, he just made up nonsense about the killing situation.

Lin Fan pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

finally.

"Senior brother, why don't you stab your sword and show me?" Lin Fan frowned.

As soon as the words came out.

Bai Zhaoyun frowned slightly, and his heart beat wildly!

This kid wants to show himself?

What a joke! The only sword I stabbed in my life, Bai Zhaoyun, was pointing at Lin Fan last time.

But at that time, Lin Fan didn't know the way of swordsman at all, so he fooled himself.

Now Lin Fan is clearly a bewildered newcomer to the way of swordsmanship. If the sword he stabs at random just now hits him, he is afraid that he will be injured.

How can I fool around?

I'm afraid that he will be seen at a glance that he is actually a kendo waste!

Before Bai Zhaoyun could figure out how to refuse, Lin Fan had already stuffed the sword into Bai Zhaoyun's hand, and said expectantly: "Brother, don't you swing your sword 30,000 times a day, anyway, today is still short of 17,000 times. How about letting the younger brother take a look!"

As soon as the words came out.

Bai Zhaoyun had absolutely no reason to refuse.

"Damn it, why did I brag about that bullshit at that time?" Bai Zhaoyun's heart was extremely complicated, he took a deep breath, and clenched the Dongfang sword with an indifferent expression.

"In that case," Bai Zhaoyun raised his arm, "then I'll show it off."

Bai Zhaoyun closed his eyes.

A white robe was flowing with energy, and his sleeves were bulging, as if there was an invisible and terrifying sword intent emanating, and even the whole room was filled with violent air currents, and the sheets were flying.

"I didn't use any divine power, and I did this by just relying on the traction of Qi?!" Yin Qingyue was shocked.

She could clearly feel that Bai Zhaoyun didn't use any divine power, but just stood there holding the sword, and he had such power!

This is pure kendo attainment!

This shocked Yin Qingyue even more than the gust of wind caused by using divine power. After all, the power of a god is divine power. Even if she is the god of space, she can only use divine power to shred space.

But Bai Zhaoyun in front of him didn't use any divine power, just relying on the traction of Qi to induce the strong wind.

What Yin Qingyue didn't know was.

The so-called air traction is nothing more than Bai Zhaoyun pinched and burst the compressed air bag hidden in his sleeve... It is sold in the market, and 20 beliefs are worth a small bag.

As the god of performance, of course you have to hide some props on your body.

But at this moment, Bai Zhaoyun looked calm, standing with a sword in his hand, and panicked inside.

This sword stabs out, I am afraid it will be exposed!

But now that he is riding a tiger, he has no reason to refuse.

After all, I boasted that I swung my sword 30,000 times a day, and my junior brother wanted to see me swinging my sword, how could I refuse?

Bai Zhaoyun stood there, as if waiting for death to come, ready to face ruin.

Take a deep breath.

"I've known for a long time that such a day would come."

"I just didn't expect it to come so fast!"

Bai Zhaoyun was determined in his heart, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth, he stabbed out with a sword!

"Ding."

The tip of the sword pierced the wall without leaving any marks.

"Junior brother, did you see it?" Bai Zhaoyun turned to look at Lin Fan, his tone was calm, but his heart was already desperate.

His true strength was finally exposed.

but.

What Bai Zhaoyun didn't expect was that Lin Fan scratched his head in embarrassment, but said with a guilty conscience: "Although I know what my brother wants to teach me with this sword, but... sorry for my stupidity, I didn't see anything."

Bai Zhaoyun thought in his heart that it would be strange if you could see something...

Lin Fan continued to be puzzled: "I even feel that brother's sword is weak and extremely slow."

Lin Fan didn't have the nerve to say directly that with this kind of swordsmanship, he could poke randomly with his eyes closed, even faster and more ruthlessly.

Now that Lin Fan has just entered the way of swordsmanship, his eyesight has become better, and he can see at a glance that Bai Zhaoyun's sword is wrong in even the most basic way of exerting force.

It didn't look like a sword god who had practiced swords at all, but it seemed like an apprentice who was touching a sword for the first time randomly stabbed it.

Putting this on the number one sword god Bai Zhaoyun...is very wrong!

At this moment, Lin Fan was close to a certain truth.

But before Lin Fan could continue talking, Yin Qingyue at the side couldn't help it, and said immediately: "What do you know, although that sword is weak and weak, it must have been done on purpose by Brother Bai!"

"Brother Bai wants you to understand the meaning behind it. Don't you think that Brother Bai only has this strength?"

"Brother Bai, please perform it again and let him take a good look!" Yin Qingyue looked at Bai Zhaoyun.

Bai Zhaoyun was stunned for a moment, okay, let me show it?

With the sword just now, he, the number one sword god in the Kingdom of God, was equivalent to social death.

Now you let me die again?

"That..." Bai Zhaoyun just wanted to refuse.

But Yin Qingyue said: "Anyway, Brother Bai, you swing your sword 30,000 times a day, and today you have 16,999 swings left. Why don't you swing them all and let him take a good look at them!"

Hearing this terrifying number, Bai Zhaoyun turned pale!

I just swung my sword and felt my arms go limp. You asked me to swing my sword 16,999 times?

Fuck me?

Or you just kill me!

But now, Bai Zhaoyun has absolutely no reason to refuse... Who made him boast so much at that time...

Bai Zhaoyun raised his sword with a dead face.

It is said that there are three deaths in life.

The first death is a physical death, the moment when the heart stops beating.

The second death is a social death.

The third death is being forgotten by the last person who remembered you.

But Bai Zhaoyun is quite special, he didn't even have to experience the first death, he jumped directly to the second death...

The key is that it is not enough to die once, you have to die another 16,999 times.

To be honest, just swinging a weak sword like this is like a public execution for Bai Zhaoyun, the number one sword god of the Lieyang Kingdom, revealing his true strength at once, which is a proper social die……

Bai Zhaoyun even wondered if this woman had seen her true level, and deliberately punished herself here.

But until now, riding a tiger is hard to get off.

Bai Zhaoyun took a deep breath, held the sword in his right hand, and slashed wildly at the wall in front of him!

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

All of a sudden.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of jingling was endless.

But no matter how many swords Bai Zhaoyun stabs, the wall is smooth and tidy without any scratches.

Lin Fan frowned and said, "It still feels very ordinary."

Yin Qingyue was also very puzzled - it was really ordinary.

Every sword is unremarkable.

How could the White Sword God swing such an ordinary sword gesture?

But at the next moment, Yin Qingyue seemed to see something, and her pupils shrank suddenly!

The divine power of space flows in her eyes, and the traces left in the space after each sword is stabbed are clearly revealed, as if countless silver lights are displayed at the same time.

Yin Qingyue observed these sword marks staying in the space, and took a deep breath.

"This White Sword God is so terrifying!"

"Ah?" Lin Fan froze for a moment, "Did you see it?"

"Yeah!" Yin Qingyue glanced at Lin Fan with a complicated face, then pointed at the back of Bai Zhaoyun wielding his sword, and said in a low voice: "But anyone who uses a sword, even if he is just a beginner in the way of swordsmanship, will mobilize his sword when he uses his sword." Killing intent, the subconscious stabs are fast and ruthless, each sword bears the traces of training, to the greatest extent to reach the upper limit of one's speed and strength, and the angle of force is the same tricky and ruthless."

"And every sword that this white sword god stabs out, as if he has not experienced training at all, the angle of each sword is completely different."

The hour on the side also said: "And the speed of each of his sword thrusts is different, even in just one sword, there are several speed changes."

Although Xiaoxiao doesn't know the way of swordsmanship, he is the God of Time in the future. Even if he has not awakened to the priesthood, he still has a keen perception of time far surpassing other gods.

He also noticed that Bai Zhaoyun's sword swing was unusual.

Of course, the several speed changes in the so-called single sword are actually a manifestation of Bai Zhaoyun's lack of stamina every time he swings the sword... But this does not affect the reasoning of the three.

Yin Qingyue nodded and said: "This kind of behavior is like someone who has never practiced swordsmanship."

"There are only two possibilities for the person who can stab this sword."

"Either he's a layman who doesn't know anything about the way of swordsmanship, or..." Yin Qingyue paused every word with a serious expression on his face: "The return to the basics and the true nature of the Dao of Gods are spread among the gods of technique."

Lin Fan was stunned for a full two seconds, looking at Bai Zhaoyun's back, his eyes suddenly became dazzled!

"Senior brother, I've realized it!" Lin Fan's voice trembled.

Bai Zhaoyun stopped in a daze, turned around, and looked at Lin Fan in bewilderment.

What the hell have you realized?

Did you realize that I'm a fake?

But Bai Zhaoyun remained calm, looking at Lin Fan with an inscrutable look.

This is self-cultivation as an actor.

Even if you are about to be debunked by others, you must have the psychological quality of not changing your face when Mount Tai collapses in front of you.

"Brother, you want to tell me that a truly powerful swordsman should not show his sharpness, but hide his sword in its sheath, looking like someone who has never touched a sword."

"Only in this way can the real killing intent explode at the moment when the enemy relaxes his vigilance!"

"Each sword stabs at different angles and speeds. It looks chaotic, but it's hard to guard against!"

When Lin Fan said this, his tone was full of admiration.

Many swordsmen, including myself, think that the faster and more accurate the sword, the better.

The sword swing that has been trained countless times is indeed fast and ruthless, but in fact, it is because of the fixed and powerful way of exerting force that it has been trained, so although the angle of each sword is tricky, it is exactly the same. Fast, but also exactly the same.

If the enemy can block one sword, he will be able to block the next countless swords.

The truly powerful swordsmen seem to swing their swords indiscriminately, but in fact, each of their swords stabs at different angles and at different speeds.

You can block one sword, but you can't block the second and third!

Every sword is changing, making the enemy unstoppable, dragged into their own rhythm, and finally swallowed by the sea of ​​sword light.

Concealing the edge and making the opponent unable to figure it out is the real essence of swordsmanship!

This is also the truth that the senior brother told me!

Don't pursue the ruthlessness of each sword, but suppress the heart of killing and fully display the way of swordsmanship, only then can you enter the realm of returning to nature!

At that time, although it looked like a person who had never touched a sword was swinging the sword indiscriminately, the danger of the sword technique was enough to make any sword god fear.

This is the supreme kendo that my senior brother wants to teach me!

"Senior brother wants me to suppress the desire to kill, fade away the killing spirit, hide the sword in the sheath, and step into the realm of returning to nature!" Lin Fan's voice was trembling, and he bowed deeply to Bai Zhaoyun.

I really didn't expect my senior brother to be so selfless, teaching myself this supreme state of swordsmanship.

It's ridiculous that I thought that my senior brother was not right just now, but now it seems that my level is obviously not enough, and I almost didn't see the true meaning of Dao in the sword glow of my senior brother!

Looking at Lin Fan who was bowing down to him, and Yin Qingyue who was admiringly, Bai Zhaoyun was extremely confused.

What?

what are you saying?

What hides the sword in the sheath and returns to the original? What did I say?

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