Huangxiu

Chapter 174 Mutation
These six sets of sword techniques kept flashing in Chu Zhiyuan's mind.

He was suddenly startled and found himself standing in front of a lush forest.

Then he realized that he had entered the mirror world!

The air is fresh, just like when you wake up in the morning and open the window, letting in the freshest air, which makes your alveoli expand.

I couldn't help but feel refreshed.

But he discovered something wrong.

Lost my super sense.

This made him extremely uncomfortable.

The existence of supersensory perception makes him like a god, who can see clearly and understand everything in the world.

However, he was deprived of his god-like feeling, and fell from the clouds to the ground, from a god to an ordinary man.

I haven't felt this way for a long time, it feels like a lifetime ago.

He looked around and found five people around him, five of the six people he had seen before, except for one of them, who was the first young man who performed the sword skills.

Chu Zhiyuan guessed that this was himself.

The five of them began to practice swordsmanship.

He then began to practice the same sword technique that the first man had practiced.

He memorized this set of sword techniques unconsciously, and each move became more and more familiar with it as he practiced it. It seemed that practicing it once was equivalent to practicing it ten or even twenty times.

After practicing it ten times in one breath, he has mastered it.

"Let's get started." A girl said softly.

The crowd dispersed, and the first girl stood in front of Chu Zhiyuan.

The girl had a pretty face, a calm and gentle expression, raised her sword and said calmly: "Brother Lu, please teach me——!"

"Please!" Chu Zhiyuan raised his sword and gestured.

Chu Zhiyuan only felt a flash before his eyes, and saw only a clear light, and could not see the sword clearly.

The sword light hung down like a waterfall.

If I had super senses, I wouldn't be like this.

He suppressed the disappointment in his heart and could only draw his sword based on his feeling. Who knew if the girl opposite him wanted to kill him?

"Ding ding ding ding..."

Amidst the countless clear sounds, the light and shadows before his eyes gradually became clearer. He could gradually see the girl's sword clearly and understand why her sword was like that.

Her swordsmanship was extremely skillful, with one move changing into three different moves, making herself appear clumsy. By the time one was about to defend against the first move, she had already moved on to the third move.

In the process, she has completed three transformations.

But it was obvious that her sword movements were not fast, and her sword moves seemed ordinary, soft, light and graceful like a dance.

Only if you are her opponent will you know how terrifying this sword technique is.

This kind of swordsmanship is truly unheard of and extremely exquisite.

He felt that it was not about swordsmanship, but about the concept.

Change your tactics first, change before the enemy does; when the enemy wants to change, you have already changed; once the enemy changes, you have already changed many times. Always make one or two more changes and be proactive at all times.

This is using slow to beat fast.

The moves look slow, but the thoughts are fast. In the slow sword moves, there are countless changes, which can suppress the opponent at all times.

After he realized this, his moves suddenly changed. They were no longer simple and direct, but instead contained variations and ambiguity.

When a sword is thrust out, only five percent of the force is exerted, two points are added halfway through, and the final three points are added when the sword reaches the bottom.

The sword seemed to be slow and floating, and looked extremely uncomfortable.

But the girl's swordsmanship suddenly became dim.

It would be much more difficult for her to change before Chu Zhiyuan, as Chu Zhiyuan's sword moves were no longer practical and were always in a state of change.

As soon as she changed, Chu Zhiyuan changed immediately.

Although I couldn't keep up with her rapid changes and was always restrained by her, I was always able to respond in time and avoid being defeated.

So the two of them fought for more than a hundred moves.

"That's all." The girl suddenly floated back, sheathed her sword, and smiled sweetly: "Senior Brother Lu, you passed!"

Chu Zhiyuan was startled, then overjoyed, clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you, Junior Sister!"

The girl smiled at him.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly felt dazed.

In a trance, he found himself still sitting on the Arhat bed, cross-legged, motionless, with only the Qi surging in his body. The Zi Yang Sutra was running inadvertently.

He felt his body carefully and felt that the previous flow path of the Qi was different, and it was not caused by any of the mental techniques he had practiced.

I couldn't help but think of that set of sword techniques.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he floated down from the bed, drew his sword and began to swing it, using that exact sword technique.

This sword technique was eerie and terrifying, but when he performed it he felt his blood boiling, as if he had drunk too much and appeared on the battlefield, ready to charge into battle.

The blood in his chest was surging, and his indomitable fighting spirit was surging. He was about to break through the nine layers of heaven with one sword, and the light of one sword would chill ten thousand mountains.

With super-sensory insight, his swordsmanship is exactly the same as that young man's.

After finishing one set of sword techniques, he closed his eyes and stood still, beginning to recall the second set of sword techniques, the sword techniques performed by the second man.

Then comes the third set.

After performing the third set of sword techniques, he was a little disappointed.

These three sets of sword techniques are indeed powerful, but they are just powerful. If they are really performed, they may not be stronger than the Great Snow Mountain Sword Technique, and are not as good as the Great Avalanche Sword Technique.

He had already learned the Great Snow Mountain Sword Technique, and felt that although it was exquisite, it was not as powerful as the Great Avalanche Sword Technique.

The Great Avalanche Sword Technique only has one sword, while the Great Snow Mountain Sword Technique is a set of exquisite moves, but it does not have the fatal flaws of the Great Avalanche Sword Technique.

He feels that his biggest gain is the concept.

The concept of change.

This is consistent with my own situation.

Now that he had merged with the Miao Lingzhu, his thoughts were numerous and his ideas were flashing. His thinking was much faster and broader than that of ordinary people.

When facing a sword attack, you can rely on the agility and variability of your thinking to suppress your opponent, using change to defeat speed and using change to defeat precision.

He sat back on the bed and closed his eyes.

During this process, the sword monument was slowly returning to its dimness, and eventually the light faded away, with all the patterns disappearing into the sword.

What the super-sensory vision saw was that the beam of light retracted into the void, and the bright bronze mirror dimmed and returned to its gray state.

A quarter of an hour later, he opened his eyes again.

His gaze returned to the sword monument.

As time slowly passed, the patterns on the sword monument emerged, lit up, and then became brighter and brighter, eventually turning into a ball of light covering the sword monument, turning into a bright mirror.

The figure appeared in the mirror again.

It was a valley between mountains, next to a forest, where more than thirty men and women were fighting. They were all young men and women, and the scene was tragic and bloody.

Among the thirty-six men and women, there were six women and the rest were men.

The six women stood back to back, performing the same sword technique, and faced the siege of thirty men without losing the upper hand.

They performed a simple sword technique, but when they worked together, they unleashed astonishing power.

The sword skills of each of the thirty men were exquisite, but they were useless against the simple sword skills of the six women. They could not break their defense and their efforts were in vain.

Chu Zhiyuan stared at their swordsmanship, not only the swordsmanship of the six women, but also the swordsmanship of the thirty men.

At this time, the effect of the Miaolingzhu appeared.

He instantly divided his thoughts into thirty-six parts, each focusing on a different sword technique, and finally saw it completely and clearly.

After remembering it completely, he closed his eyes.

In my mind, I was recalling the sword techniques of these thirty-six men. There were nine sword techniques in total, and more than a dozen of the men had the same sword techniques.

After closing his eyes for a quarter of an hour, he opened them again.

Then the dim white jade sword monument lit up again.

……

The old man sitting in the white jade palace slowly opened his eyes, showing a puzzled look, stood up and floated out of the palace, looking at Chu Zhiyuan sitting on the Arhat bed.

He stood at the entrance of the palace, watching Chu Zhiyuan close his eyes and open them from time to time, while the light of the white jade sword monument became brighter and brighter.

Originally it was just a hazy light, like a curtain of light hanging on the sword monument.

In the following times, it was no longer a curtain of light falling, but the white light became increasingly brighter, completely covering the sword monument.

Finally, the white jade sword monument was shrouded in bright white light, which became brighter and brighter, like a small sun.

This was a strange sight he had never seen in hundreds of years.

He was about to say something when suddenly there was a muffled "boom".

A beam of white light shot out from the sword monument and landed on Chu Zhiyuan's brow.

(End of this chapter)