Chapter 597

<"readability-styled"style=":inline;"xmlns="">Thousands of swords roar in unison, and the dragon roars to the sky is the expression of the sword's state of mind. When reaching this state, the long sword breeds spirituality, fits with people, like driving Arms, people's combat power more than doubled.

After comprehending this state, you can basically start a sect and become a generation of suzerain.

Even the lords and suzerains of many forces have not reached that level. In the fog, who is it, who has displayed such a state, making it difficult for many swords in the outside world to control themselves?

Who else, the sword intent has not yet appeared, but the sword energy is already dispersed, and the breath is vertical and horizontal?

"It must be Liao Wuzhi. Both of our sects live at the foot of the mountain outside Wanguo City. Every morning, I saw him practicing swordsmanship against the waterfall, and the sound of swords in the valley moved Kyushu. It has reached the peak of sword intent!"

"You said that, I remembered. I happened to see the traces left by his sword practice that day. The sword intent swayed several meters away, leaving traces on the ground. I am afraid that only by reaching the sword state of mind can the potholes be so regular. Same depth!"

"Liao Wuzhi, known as the supreme kendo genius of the Cold Qi Sect, is naturally not a genius."

"Yeah, as soon as the sword's state of mind comes out and the same level is crushed, Master Zhang's strength is not as good as the opponent's. I'm afraid it will be difficult to win this time!"

"I don't agree with your point of view, but I think Master Zhang has reached the sword state of mind! It's not like you haven't seen the situation in the first few levels..."

...

Feeling the fog, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, which is shocking, and the faces of many famous teachers in the audience are solemn.

"Sword mood?"

Wu Tianhao, who returned from the air, trembled.

At the beginning, what he wanted to challenge Master Zhang was not boxing and palming, but swordsmanship. He thought that with his understanding of the sword, it would be easy to defeat the opponent. Who knew that Master Zhang accepted the challenge directly and fell into a passive state.

I thought that if I had another chance to challenge, I would definitely use the sword. If I didn't do it again, I felt the sword energy in front of me, and I suddenly lost confidence.

No matter who the person who comprehends the heart of the sword is, how can the swordsmanship be bad if he can fight against it?

At least not his cultivation base can compete.

"Master Zhang... can you win?"

Hall Master Kang and others were also full of worries.

"Don't worry, I will definitely win, but..." Zhao Feiwu frowned.

"Just what?"

Knowing that this second princess has a good relationship with Master Zhang, a few people came over.

"Master Zhang's swordsmanship, there is no doubt, has long reached the realm of swordsmanship!" Zhao Feiwu nodded.

Back then, at the sacrificial platform of Xuanyuan Kingdom, Master Zhang displayed the sword energy of the lower sword heart realm. She and Jin Conghai and others stood on the backs of the beasts and could see it clearly.

Now with the increase in strength, the understanding of the realm is definitely stronger. If it is who the person who displays the sword state of mind is, she can be sure, it must be Master Zhang.

Even if not, the comprehension of the sword is definitely not worse than this.

"It's just...he doesn't have a suitable weapon..." Zhao Feiwu continued.

Master Zhang has risen too fast all the way, and he has a lot of spirit stones on his body, but there are few decent weapons.

Back then, at the Honghai City Array Mage Guild, he used a borrowed sword to carve the array plate.

Comparing swords with people, the understanding of swords is important, and weapons also play a large part. If there is no long sword of sufficient level to compete with it, even if the understanding is stronger, I am afraid that it will fall into the disadvantage.

"Then... what should I do?"

Hall Master Kang and the others were stunned.

I thought that there was a teacher as powerful as Master Yang, and there was definitely no shortage of materials. I didn't expect that there was not even a long sword of the middle grade of the spiritual level. It really wants to be like this... how can it be compared?

Knowing this, I just borrowed one for help. The competition has already begun, and even if it is too late, it is too late.

"Wait for the result, no one can do anything!"

Zhao Feiwu shook his head.

Several people were worried when they heard Lang Lang's voice in the fog: "Please also ask Master Hong to withdraw from the formation!"

"The battle is over?"

The crowd froze again.

I don't want to be seen by the results of the competition, but now I have to withdraw the formation, doesn't it mean that the battle between the two has come to an end?

It's only a few minutes? Less than two minutes... Is it possible that someone wins and someone loses?

The speed is too fast!

call!

In the puzzled eyes, the fog in front of him slowly dissipated, and two figures were revealed.

Master Zhang and Liao Wuzhi were both standing in the same positions as before. They didn't seem to have moved, and there were no injuries or sword marks on their bodies. The swordsmanship fight that they thought was dangerous, just from the scene, it seemed like it had not yet started.

"This... who won?"

"I don't know either, but... what about Master Zhang's sword?"

"That's right, isn't it a sword? Why didn't Master Zhang have a sword?"

"Isn't it because Master Zhang gave up his sword and conceded defeat?"

...

Although both sides of the competition did not move, Liao Wuzhi was holding a long sword, and the cold air was threatening, and Master Zhang, with his bare hands, didn't know whether he put the sword in the storage ring or didn't take it out at all.

However, from the looks of the two, it is impossible to see whether they will win or lose.

"I lost!"

While guessing, I heard Liao Wuzhi's voice, and then the genius shook his head, put the long sword in his hand, and put it into the storage ring.

"Master Liao lost?"

"What the hell happened?"

There was an uproar.

What did Master Zhang do? In less than two minutes, he let Liao Wuzhi, who is skilled in swordsmanship, willingly admit defeat?

"Master Zhang's swordsmanship and profound knowledge, I am ashamed!"

Ignoring the surprise of everyone in the audience, Liao Wuzhi shook his head, looked at the young man in front of him, clasped his fists and said, "I have reached the early stage of Kenshin, and I feel that it is very difficult to make progress. I wonder if Master Zhang can give me some pointers, tell me. The direction of cultivation!"

In the entire cold air sect, except for him who has reached the sword state of mind, there is no one else. Even if they want to advance, they have no direction.

The young man in front of him, although he is younger than him, has a much better understanding of swords than him. If he can take the opportunity to ask for advice, it will definitely be of great help to his future cultivation.

"Point?"

Unexpectedly, this Liao Wuzhi lost so calmly, and asked for advice directly, Zhang Xuan nodded indifferently, and stretched out his palm: "Sword come!"

"Yes!"

When his eyes lit up, Liao Wuzhi hurriedly took out the long sword and handed it to him.

With a flick of the finger, the long sword came out of its shell, and the gloomy sword energy surged out, like a ray of light, dazzling.

"Master Zhang is... wanting to give advice to Liao Wuzhi?"

"It seems that, it's just... if you point it out, why don't you use your own sword? Other people's swords are all recognized as masters. Once the spirituality resists, it will not be able to display the sword intent and effect!"

"Yeah, it's weird..."

...

Seeing Zhang Xuan asking for a sword, everyone frowned.

Once the long sword reaches the spiritual level, it has its own spirituality. Once the master is recognized, as long as the master does not die, it is difficult for outsiders to control it. Since Master Zhang wants to pass on the sword, why not use his own weapons, but rely on others?

I was wondering what this Master Zhang was doing when I heard a sharp sound from the long sword in his hand.

"Spiritually agitated, take the initiative to recognize the Lord?"

"As soon as you touch Master Liao's long sword, you let him recognize the master?"

Everyone was startled.

It is very troublesome to make a spirit-level weapon recognize the master. Some people wipe it every day, but they have not succeeded for several years. Master Zhang is better. Master Liao is still standing there. Like the hippogryph, planning to recognize the master...

This is too incredible, right?

Liao Wuzhi didn't expect it, his eyes widened in fright.

He had spent half a year in order to make the sword's spirituality recognize its master, and even nourished it with his heart and blood for a whole month, before he completely surrendered, and the sword intent greatly increased.

The other party just touched it and begged to recognize the master... This gap is too big.

"Okay, I only cast it once!"

I was shocked when I heard Master Zhang's faint voice.

He hurriedly stabilized his mind and focused his eyes on him.

The audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing something.

Being able to defeat Master Liao who understands the heart of the sword, they also want to see what kind of realm this Master Zhang has realized about the sword.

call!

Everyone's eyes focused, and the long sword in Zhang Xuan's hand moved.

In his hand, the long sword that had been terrifyingly cold before seemed to have no light or power. It was like a straw, weightless, and seemed to be an extension of the arm.

Whoa!

The long sword slashed at Liao Wuzhi, came to him, and immediately retracted it, because the speed was so fast that many people didn't even see it clearly.

Dang!

Zhang Xuan put the long sword back into the scabbard, raised his foot and walked down the stage.

"What a fast swordsmanship!"

"Is this Master Zhang's understanding of the sword?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

Even Liao Wuzhi was confused.

Master Zhang slashed with a sword just now. Although the speed is very fast, but...with his strength, he can still do it easily, and even faster than this...just like this, it is not worth learning by yourself!

call!

While wondering, the wind blew by turning around, and a hair floated down from his forehead.

"Just... cut off a hair of mine?"

Seeing the slowly falling hair, Liao Wuzhi's pupils shrank.

His hair is thick, and only one is cut off with a sword, without hurting the others. The control of his power is simply appalling, is it possible...

As expected of Master Zhang, it is indeed terrifying!

"A sword broke his hair, and Master Liao didn't know it?"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? How far can you control the sword to do it?"

"I don't know... However, I am afraid that I have reached the peak of the lower sword heart, or even... the realm of the middle sword heart!"

"Central Sword Heart?"

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

A sword is cut out, a hair is broken, this control is not seen with my own eyes, I can't believe it.

"Thank you Master Zhang for your pointers..."

Liao Wuzhi clasped his fists in a respectful manner.

"You've got it?"

Zhang Xuan stopped.

"Understood, Master Zhang broke his hair with one sword, and his control was terrifying. It means to let me practice more control..."

Liao Wuzhi hurriedly shared his insights.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Master Zhang shaking his head, his back under the moonlight, looking very lost: "It seems... you don't understand!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve lightly.

call!

A gust of wind blew over, and the hair that had just fallen out was gently rolled up, and it was instantly torn apart, breaking into dozens of small sections and flying around.

"This...isn't a sword?"

His pupils shrank, and Liao Wuzhi's face turned pale.