Chapter 2212 Kendo

"This kendo trial tower can allow you to get in touch with a higher level of kendo. Like the first opponent you are facing now, he is barely an entry in the way of kendo. If you can rely on your swordsmanship to beat him Defeating is naturally considered an introduction." Di Shisan said.

"Is he just getting started?" Looking at the charming young man in front of him, Jian Wushuang's eyes became sharper.

As he beckoned, the Blood Peak Sword floated towards him and was held in his hand again.

"Then come on."

Without hesitation, Jian Wushuang struck again.

His sword skills were fully displayed, and he once again fought fiercely with this evil young man.

After a while, he was defeated again.

"Come again!"

Jian Wushuang was not discouraged and continued to attack.

Jian Wushuang was completely immersed in the fierce battle with this evil young man.

Although there was a huge gap between him and this charming young man in understanding kendo at the beginning, Jian Wushuang's understanding of kendo has obviously been improving with each fight.

"So, swordsmanship can still be performed like this?"

"Coherent, smooth and flowing, the simplest swordsmanship, but the power it can display is stronger than some peak swordsmanship!"

"Sword, can you still use it like this?"

He is extremely perceptive.

Fighting against this charming young man time and time again, he lost again and again, but after the defeat, he would sum up some of the reasons and find out the shortcomings in his swordsmanship.

Or delve into some methods of using this evil young man's swordsmanship and comprehend them.

In short, although Jian Wushuang has been crushed by the swordsmanship of the evil young man, his own understanding of the way of the sword is also constantly improving.

Three years later, when Jian Wushuang fought against this evil young man, although he was still losing steadily, he was no longer as crushing as before.

Five years later, the evil young man only suppressed Jian Wushuang to a certain extent in terms of swordsmanship, and it would take a long time before he could defeat Jian Wushuang in a fight.

Seventeen years later, Jian Wushuang has already fought head-on with the evil young man, evenly matched in terms of swordsmanship.

Thirty-two years later...

clang!

The long swords were pressed together, sparks and lightning flashed, Jian Wushuang rushed forward fiercely, and the tip of the long sword in his hand also turned into a mournful lightning, stabbing out suddenly.

The speed is so fast that it cannot be described in words.

Clang!

The sword tip pierced the body of the Xie Mei young man, it didn't pierce the Xie Mei young man's body, it just pierced a little bit of skin, but the impact contained in the sword point still made the Xie Mei young man's body The figure stepped back a few steps.

After standing firm, the charming young man raised his head and glanced at Jian Wushuang, but he didn't make another move. At the same time, his figure began to slowly dissipate.

"Have you finally defeated him?"

Seeing the figure of the evil young man dissipate in front of him, Jian Wushuang's eyes revealed a trace of joy.

It has been thirty-two years since I stayed in this kendo trial tower.

In the past thirty-two years, he has been fighting fiercely with this evil young man. Together, the two sides have fought tens of thousands of times.

From being easily ravaged and defeated by the evil young man at the beginning, until now he finally defeated the evil young man.

Among them, he naturally had a huge breakthrough in swordsmanship, and his understanding of swordsmanship had also reached a whole new level.

"I was able to defeat him not only because of my improved understanding of swordsmanship, but also because I possessed Xuanluo swordsmanship. Xuanluo swordsmanship is one of the most outstanding swordsmanship in ancient times, and it also helped me a lot. I also only use the simplest sword skills to fight fiercely with him, and I am afraid it will take a while to defeat him." Jian Wushuang murmured.

However, even if he doesn't use Xuanluo swordsmanship, but only relies on the most basic swordsmanship, Jian Wushuang should be able to compete with that evil and charming young man.

According to what Di Shisan said, he is now barely getting started in the way of swordsmanship.

"It's just from a layman to an entry..." Jian Wushuang couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, in the void in front of him, another figure slowly condensed.

This time, his opponent was a woman in white robe. This woman in white robe was graceful and charming, but her gaze was extremely cold.

This was the second opponent Jian Wushuang encountered in this kendo trial tower.

In terms of swordsmanship, this white-robed woman is much stronger than the charming young man he defeated.

Soon, the white-robed woman made a move, and Jian Wushuang also fought with all her strength, but in the end Jian Wushuang was easily defeated.

...

On the huge suspended land, the ancient black tower stood there quietly, and Emperor Thirteen sat down cross-legged again.

He looked at the black tower in front of him, and his eyes became misty.

"kendo……"

"The way of the sword is boundless. Although I have reached the ultimate level of the way of the sword, I still feel that my way of the sword is not perfect enough!"

"What exactly is the most perfect way of swordsmanship?"

Di Shisan murmured, and slowly closed his eyes.

He has reached the top of the sword.

Even in the most peak era of ancient times, there were very few people who could reach his level in the way of swordsmanship, and there were almost no people who were stronger than him in the way of swordsmanship.

But even so, he is still pursuing a higher and more perfect way of swordsmanship.

There is no end to the road.

This is the case with the way of the sword.

And Jian Wushuang in the Sword Dao Trial Tower also devoted himself to the fierce battles with each opponent.

While fighting fiercely, discover the deficiencies in your own sword skills, comprehend them, and improve them.

Time just kept passing.

Thousands of years passed in a flash.

The Sword Dao Trial Tower is still in the boundless dark void.

Two figures were fighting fiercely in the middle of the void.

Jian Wushuang held the sword with one hand, it was just a sword, and he didn't show the nine heads and eighteen arms of the ancient gods at all.

For him now, having eighteen arms and holding eighteen long swords is no different from using only one long sword.

Even having more arms has become a burden to him.

He just had a sword in one hand, and swung the sword in his hand at will.

Or a flat stab, or a forward chop, or a sweep, or a light cut... one after another, without the slightest sloppy.

His figure also moved at will, and his swordsmanship was incomparably chic and elegant.

And his eyes are extremely sharp.

His opponent was a red-haired old man with a two-handed sword.

The red-haired old man's swordsmanship was strange and extremely fast, and his sword intent was extremely irritable.

Jian Wushuang's heart is as still as water, while constantly colliding with the opponent's swordsmanship, he is also trying his best to find the opponent's flaws.

In just a moment, when the red-haired old man swiped with a backhand sword, Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed sharply.

The long sword in his hand swung lightly, and it hit the void, his figure moved strangely, and then a bloody light suddenly pierced straight out.

Xuanluo swordsmanship...extremely bloody.

Boom!

A cloud of blood exploded from the red-haired old man's chest, and his figure collapsed.

"Sixteenth."

Seeing this, there was a smile on the corner of Jian Wushuang's mouth.

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