Superbase Evolution

Chapter 419: Peerless Swordsman

"First show respect and then strike. This is truly a very considerate show of courtesy." Lin Shen listened to the three respects sword techniques mentioned by Lao Dao, and it seemed to be similar to the Er Ba Quan he had learned.

To kill someone with two punches, you only need two punches. The first punch is to persuade them to retreat, and the second punch is to kill them.

Unfortunately, Lin Shen's 28-punch technique was distorted, and he failed to learn the essence of killing with two punches. He wanted to use as many punches as possible.

Lao Dao laughed, "It's not necessarily that I'm being polite, I just think it's troublesome, so I won't do it if I can. The sword I want to forge is a sword that can match the realm of Sanjing swordsmanship. The sword forging method comes from the Xuan Clan's Xuanling sword forging secret technique. It can forge a sword that can cut through all matter in the world, and it has spirit and nature, and it is indestructible."

At this point, Lao Dao couldn't help but sigh: "It's just that I have forged countless swords here, but I still can't forge a spiritual sword."

As he spoke, Lao Dao picked up the knife he had forged before and said casually: "Although this useless knife can form its own blade and sharpen its edge, it has no spirituality after all, and it does not have the artistic conception of the Sanjing sword technique."

Lao Dao casually put the knife aside, picked up another long knife and said, "Although this knife is extremely sharp and can absorb blood to nourish itself, it seems to have spirits, but in fact it has fallen into evil ways and has fallen into inferiority. It is still a waste product."

Lao Dao stepped aside and picked up another knife, introducing them to Lin Shen one by one.

To Lin Shen, every knife strike sounded magical, but in Lao Dao's words, these were just useless knives and there was no knife he wanted at all.

The sword he wanted should not only be spiritual, but also have the artistic conception of the Sanjing sword technique.

A sword must have the power to kill all ghosts and gods in the ten directions, all Buddhas and demons in the sky, and all things in the world, otherwise it will ultimately be just waste.

The so-called Ten-Directions Demon and God-Slaying Sword was actually just a random name given by Lao Dao, and the order of the name was also wrong.

If it were arranged according to his idea, this sword should be called the spiritual sword that kills ghosts and gods in all directions, which is not very convenient to call it.

Lin Shen was puzzled, so he asked, "It is already extremely difficult to create a spiritual sword. You want to put your sword skills into the sword. This is a bit outrageous. How do you put the sword skills into it? You can't practice a set of sword skills for it before making the sword, and then make it into a sword after it comprehends the sword's artistic conception, right?"

"Who said I want to put my own sword technique into the sword?" Lao Dao said, "Wrong, wrong, the Sanjing sword technique is not my sword technique, but the sword technique created by a peerless swordsman in the Xuan clan back then."

Lin Shen looked strange and said, "It's not your sword technique. If you don't even know this sword technique, how can you put its artistic conception into the sword?"

Lao Dao said, "Although I don't know the San Jing sword technique, I have seen the image of the San Jing sword technique left by that swordsman. Although countless generations have passed, I can still feel the swordsman's unparalleled passion and unparalleled artistic conception from that image, so I am determined to forge a peerless sword worthy of the San Jing sword technique."

"That works!" Lin Shen was stunned. Just because he watched someone else's swordsmanship video, he wanted to forge a peerless sword worthy of him. This was unparalleled.

"Why not? I have been forging swords for half my life. Although I don't know sword techniques, I can feel any sword intent in the world just by looking at it. It doesn't matter if I have never met him. Even though we are separated by countless generations, I know him and understand him. I know what kind of sword he needs and what kind of sword can match his sword techniques. This is enough."

"Even if you are allowed to forge that knife, is there anyone in this world who is worthy of it?" Lin Shen asked back.

He had heard Chief Steward An talk about the Xuan Clan before. The Xuan Clan has now declined and is afraid that it will no longer be able to produce a swordsman like that.

If there were still such a swordsman, he wouldn't be barred from even being included in the list of the myriad races in the universe. After hearing what Lin Shen said, Lao Dao immediately shook his head and said, "It is because there are no such swordsmen in the world anymore that I want to forge that sword even more. As long as this sword is still there, the world will know that there once was such a swordsman and such a sword technique in the world."

Lin Shen stared at Lao Dao in a daze, and suddenly he felt that what Lao Dao said really made sense.

"Okay, since you want to forge a sword like this, I will help you. But we have to first figure out what kind of sword technique the Sanjing sword technique is. Can you tell me about it, or let me see the video of the sword technique?" Lin Shen said.

“I only saw the image by chance. It was not a recorded image. Rather, it was a image of a swordsman in a horrific battle. Because the sword’s will was too strong, the shadow of the sword’s will was imprinted in the torrent of time. It was activated at a certain time and place due to some special reason, and it reappeared after countless generations. I’m afraid it will be difficult for it to appear a second time. Even if I want to see it a second time, it will be impossible.” Lao Dao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Well, then tell me the story of that swordsman." Lin Shen wanted to know what kind of existence that swordsman was, who could make a swordsmith in later generations willing to spend half his life forging a peerless sword for a dead person based on the lost sword technique.

Speaking of this, Lao Dao became excited and talked excitedly as he told the stories about the swordsman.

The era of the Ancient King of the Realm could be considered a rare and glorious era in the universe. Countless races gave birth to god-like prodigies, and one powerful warrior after another emerged to conquer the starry sky and compete for the strongest throne.

It was an extremely brilliant era, with geniuses emerging from many races. In other eras, they might have been peerless warriors who could point to the sky, mark the earth, and pierce the starry sky and were crowned as kings.

But in that era, only the Ancient Realm King was able to suppress many powerful men of unparalleled stature and achieve the title of king.

The most outstanding genius in the Xuan clan is the unknown swordsman. Since the Sanjing swordsmanship came into being, it has almost never been defeated.

Countless immortal ancestors of different races were killed by Sanjing's swordsmanship.

However, he was ultimately defeated by the Ancient King, and the peerless swordsman could only end up falling in disgrace, and was gradually forgotten in the endless river of time.

Legend has it that in the final battle between the peerless swordsman and the Ancient King of the World, a single strike of his sword cut through the eternal starry sky, forcing the Ancient King of the World to retreat three steps, not daring to take on the sword that would kill all living things in the world.

Unfortunately, that strike of sword was already the pinnacle of the peerless swordsman's skills. If he failed to kill the Ancient King of the World with that strike, he would never be able to match him again, and would eventually be defeated and disappear into the endless starry sky.

“There are not many people in the world who still remember the name of this sword technique.” Lao Dao sighed.

"What a pity." Lin Shen also sighed.

Lao Dao was talking excitedly, so he picked up a knife and started waving it. As he swung the knife, Lin Shen suddenly felt as if there was only that knife left between heaven and earth. Wherever the blade went, it seemed that even the sky and earth were cut apart. Lin Shen actually felt that there was no way to hide, no way to avoid, as if he was going to be killed by that knife.

Lin Shen stood there motionless, his whole body instantly soaked with cold sweat.

It's not that he didn't want to move, but under that knife, he couldn't move at all, and he didn't know how to move. The sky and the earth were cut apart. How could a mere human being withstand the power of that knife? It made no difference whether he blocked it or not.

I can’t stop it, there’s no time to stop it, and I don’t know how to stop it.

(End of this chapter)