The world of martial arts, the immortal swordsman in the mortal realm.

Chapter 10, Sword One, White Rainbow Piercing the Sun!
Within his sea of ​​consciousness, a sword hung high, like a blazing sun, radiating a dazzling sword light.

Amidst the towering sword light, scenes of destruction, end, and slaughter unfolded continuously, evoking a sense of immense terror and annihilation.

As Lu Chen stood beneath the sword light, the moment his gaze fell upon it, the sun-like sword light trembled slightly, casting a wisp of fine sword light that entered his pupils.

As the sword's edge entered his vision, Lu Chen's mind jolted, and a series of chaotic and fragmented, strange illusions flashed before his eyes:
On a rainy night, the rain poured down, and the dark clouds stretched like mountains. A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, then disappeared in an instant. The rain clouds burst open, revealing strange, demonic figures with their heads severed...

In the vast ocean, the wind howled and the waves raged. A dazzling aurora flew in from the sky, and suddenly the wind stopped, the waves subsided, the sea split open, and the aurora reached the bottomless abyss. The head of a black dragon, thousands of feet long, burst open...

In the starry sky, countless stars burned silently, releasing light and heat. A white rainbow flashed by, piercing through the stars, instantly extinguishing one of them. A colossal bird, of unknown size, with three legs and golden feathers, fell from the core of the star, its massive body slowly splitting in two...

I do not know how long it has been.

The rapidly flashing illusions before Lu Chen's eyes shattered and dissipated, leaving only a bolt of lightning, a beam of aurora, and a white rainbow in his mind.

Then, the lightning, aurora, and white rainbow slowly merged into one, transforming into a vivid imprint that seemed to last forever.

Sensing the "mark" deep within his soul, formed by the fusion of lightning, aurora, and white rainbow, Lu Chen realized:

This is "Sword One".

This was the first feedback the "Sword Intent of Immortal Execution" gave him after he finally unlocked the first layer of its seal.

With Sword One already established, there will naturally be Sword Two, Sword Three, and so on...

However, for now, he is only qualified to comprehend "Sword One".

In subsequent Sword II and Sword III games, players will need to accumulate more "extraordinary sword skills" to unlock higher levels of restrictions one by one.

As for the current Sword One.

Lu Chen was immersed in the brand, and various insights gradually came to his mind.

This is a pure "sword intent".

There are no moves or techniques.

He needs to personally comprehend this pure "intention," discover the "Tao" contained within the sword intent, integrate it into his own swordsmanship, and create his own unique "Sword One."

So how can one express with their swordsmanship the lightning that tears through the rainy night and beheads gods and demons, the aurora that calms the storm and splits the ocean to kill the black dragon, and the white rainbow that traverses the universe, pierces through stars, and instantly kills the golden crow?

Lu Chen pondered the "imprint" deep within his mind and spirit, falling into the deepest level of meditation.

outside world.

Huang Rong told Lu Chen to continue practicing his swordsmanship, and then sat back down at the stone table under the big tree, crossed her legs, swung her little feet, and leisurely cracked melon seeds. Cracking melon seeds was already very popular in the Song Dynasty, but sunflower seeds didn't exist at that time; people cracked watermelon seeds instead.

What made Lu Chen happiest, even more than the certainty of her "Journey to the Immortal Realm," was the sense of accomplishment she felt from personally sculpting a rough gem into a finished product. That joy and satisfaction brought her genuine happiness.

However, just as he was happily munching on sunflower seeds, Lu Chen suddenly froze as if he had been struck by a spell after assuming a forward thrusting sword stance. His body was frozen, his face blank, his eyes vacant, and he looked as if he had lost his soul.

Huang Rong thought he had a stitch in his side and was startled. She quickly dropped the melon seeds, stood up, rushed to him, and pressed her hand against his lower abdomen.

When practicing Qigong, one is most vulnerable to external interference. Especially when the person is unable to cooperate actively, any sudden intervention from an external force could easily worsen the injury.

However, Lu Chen had only just developed his internal energy, and it was developed using the Yue Nu Sword Technique. It was weak and sparse. Although Huang Rong was not known for her internal energy, she was still the daughter of the Eastern Heretic. Although her internal energy was not much, it was pure and refined, far surpassing that of ordinary martial artists.

With her internal energy cultivation, even if Lu Chenzhen suffered a qi deviation, she could easily suppress his internal energy and save him.

However, after pressing her small hand on Lu Chen's lower abdomen and channeling her inner energy to examine him, she found that there was nothing wrong with his meager inner energy. Although he had stopped practicing and was no longer circulating it, it remained obediently in his dantian and did not run wildly out of control.

"what happened?"

Huang Rong was startled. When she looked at Lu Chen again, his face was still blank, his eyes were empty, and his body was stiff and motionless, maintaining his forward thrusting stance.

"Lu Chen, Lu Chen..."

She waved her hand in front of Lu Chen's eyes a few times and called his name a few times, but to no avail. Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a little flustered. No matter how clever she was, she was still just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and she had never seen Lu Chen in such a strange state before. She really didn't know how to deal with it, so she couldn't help but panic.

Just as she was anxious and at her wit's end, Lu Chen's eyes suddenly twitched slightly, and a dazzling light, like a sword's edge, suddenly shone in his empty pupils. The corners of his mouth also lifted slightly, and a smile appeared on his wooden face.

Huang Rong's eyes widened, thinking to herself, "Has he come to his senses on his own?"
Was he pretending all along just to see me worried, anxious, and helpless, so he could laugh at me?
Thinking of this, Huang Rong couldn't help but pout, wanting to scold him, but before she could speak, Lu Chen chuckled:
"Ha, I get it!"

This sudden burst of laughter startled Huang Rong slightly. Just as she was about to ask him what he had realized, she saw Lu Chen looking at her with a face full of ecstatic joy, laughing loudly:
"Rong'er, I understand! Thank you so much, Rong'er. If you hadn't taught me, I wouldn't have been able to understand so quickly!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Huang Rong's slender waist, lifted her high, and spun her around twice.

Huang Rong was stunned, her pretty face flushed slightly, and then she slapped his shoulder repeatedly in embarrassment and annoyance:

"What are you doing? Put me down right now!"

Lu Chen, immersed in the ecstasy of "enlightenment," suddenly realized that his behavior was quite inappropriate for the ancients. He quickly put Huang Rong down, took two steps back, and apologized:

"I'm sorry, Rong'er, I was just too happy and got carried away, so I bumped into you..."

Huang Rong puffed out her pink cheeks, pouted her little mouth, and put her hands on her hips as if she were angry:
"So you know you've offended me? Honestly, why are you acting so crazy for no reason..."

Actually, she herself felt it was a bit strange.

With her skills, Lu Chenmo couldn't even hug her; he probably wouldn't even be able to touch a corner of her clothes.

But when he laughed and reached out to hug her, she didn't try to dodge; instead, she let him grab her and lift her high into the air...

Reflecting on her reaction just now, Huang Rong felt quite embarrassed.

Of course, she couldn't admit that she had also made a mistake, nor did she want to dwell on this embarrassing topic any longer. So she coughed lightly, her face slightly flushed, and asked curiously:

"What exactly have you realized?"

"Rong'er, just you wait and see!"

Lu Chen smiled, strode to the huge tree in the courtyard, held his breath and focused his mind, adopted the basic sword stance of "thrusting", stared at the tree trunk, and raised his hand to thrust out the wooden sword.

At the very moment the wooden sword was thrust out.

A mysterious feeling welled up from the bottom of his heart. Following this mysterious feeling, he suddenly stomped his feet on the ground, and an explosive force arose from the soles of his feet, like a surging tide, rolling up his knees, legs, waist, hips, and back, layer upon layer, over his shoulders, through his arms, condensing in his fingers and palms, and then being released from his longsword.

Sa!
The wooden sword, which was not originally sharp, emitted a sharp whistling sound under the force of the tidal wave-like explosion.

In Huang Rong's eyes, when Lu Chen thrust out this sword, the wooden sword actually turned into a black light, a blurry afterimage, so fast that even with her eyesight, she could only barely catch a blurry sword shadow.

Then, with a muffled thud, the wooden sword pierced the tree trunk, penetrating half a foot into the wood before snapping off with a crack.

"what?"

Huang Rong's mouth was slightly open, her bright eyes wide open, her face showing a look of adorable shock.

In the martial arts world, there is indeed a saying that grass, trees, bamboo, and stones can all be turned into deadly weapons, but only peerless masters with extremely profound and pure internal strength can do that.

In Huang Rong's view, no one in the world, except for the Five Greats, could pierce the tough and dense trunk of a living tree with a practice wooden sword that had no sharp edge, and penetrate half a foot into the wood.

But what does she see now?
Lu Chen said "I understand", and then used the basic sword technique "thrusting" to thrust out a sword that was as fast as a blur, and pierced the tree trunk with the wooden sword, penetrating half a foot into the wood!
This……

How did he do that?
How could that possibly be possible?
Just as everyone was in shock, Lu Chen, who had just unleashed that amazing sword strike, suddenly collapsed to the ground with a thud. His chest heaved rapidly like a bellows, and at the same time, beads of sweat quickly seeped from his forehead and neck, soaking most of his clothes on his back in the blink of an eye.

"..."

Huang Rong blinked, exhausted after only one sword strike?
Although this sword strike possessed the power of a Five Greats, which could be described as earth-shattering, she still felt a little like laughing...

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