The game of all races begins, and I alone will prove my immortality!

this day,

Qin Han inadvertently provoked more attacks from the Sword Sect.

Twelve Sword Masters surrounded him.

At this moment, sword shadows were flying in the sky, on the ground, and in all directions.

A thought from the bottom of his heart drove him to escape.

At this very moment,

He suddenly made up his mind,

It was as if something like glass in my heart suddenly shattered.

A surge of fighting spirit arose.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the danger and even his breathing.

Forgot the moves,

There is only one thing in my mind - fight!

The sword in his hand swung out automatically.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

This time, although he didn't hold on for long,

After a while, his body was knocked out with a bang.

But after standing up, his eyes became brighter.

He found that feeling!!!

"The so-called Sword Sect is a kind of combat consciousness that naturally develops after learning the theory of swordsmanship to the deepest level."

“Everyone is different, and the path they take is also different, and none of them can be copied.”

"Mo Jian's swordsmanship is integrated into the painting, free and unrestrained, just like splashing ink."

"The swords of these sword sects before me are all different. Some open and close with great force, some whistle like the wind, and so on."

"Before, I always believed that by infusing a special thought into the sword, one could enter this path."

"But this is wrong. The true realm of the Sword Sect should be formed naturally! If you try to chase it, you will fall behind."

"To be frank, the fighting styles of these sword masters are so unique that even they themselves cannot replicate them."

With an emotion that was difficult to conceal, Qin Han attacked again.

far away,

The sword maniac's hand stopped drinking in mid-air.

He was stunned and said, "It's only been two months, and this guy has become successful again!"

"It took me seven years to get here."

"What's wrong with this guy's brain?"

inside the venue,

Qin Han fought more and more calmly.

A special aura gradually emerged from his body.

Another month has passed.

In the fifth level martial arts arena,

The fifth sword slave looked at the refreshed young man in front of him in surprise.

It is normal for a person to not make any progress in Kendo practice for decades.

But it's only been a few months.

He watched the young man in front of him move forward step by step.

And now, he actually wants to challenge him!

"Are you sure you want to challenge me? If you fail, you'll only have another chance next year."

Qin Han: "I don't want to wait until next year, let's fight!"

He tilted the sword in his hand and rushed towards the fifth sword slave.

Once they fought,

The fifth sword slave felt a sense of pressure.

This pressure is even stronger than that of Mo Jian.

This guy's swordsmanship is sometimes strange and unpredictable, sometimes wide and open, and sometimes like bright sunlight!

Unpredictable and unpredictable.

During the interval between the fights, the fifth sword slave found an opening and asked, "What sword technique have you mastered?"

Qin Han: "I don't know either. I have many thoughts and interests. If I have to name it, I'd call it 'Vanxiang'!"

After saying that, he attacked with a strong hand.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The two figures were locked in a fierce battle.

In the small town,

The swordsmen who heard the news gathered around.

Almost all of these guys won a lot of spirit stones from this young master.

Even though they knew that this young man was very talented,

But I didn't expect it to be so high.

"In just a few months, he was able to fight the gatekeepers to a draw. This speed of progress is truly unprecedented."

"Look at his swordsmanship. He's clearly already possessed the demeanor of a Sword Sect master. Every move is as unpredictable as an antelope hanging on a horn. Judging from his appearance, he's probably been in the Sword Sect for quite some time."

In the woods, under a big tree,

The sword maniac stood straight, staring at the field, silent.

Beside him, Mo Jian had followed him without him noticing.

He sighed, "This young man's talent is truly unprecedented in my life."

"There are many people in the world who are talented in the way of the sword, but generally speaking, no one in ancient and modern times can surpass you, young master."

Upon hearing this, the sword maniac wanted to retort, but swallowed the words back.

In terms of swordsmanship, Qin Han is not really at the top level.

Those sword-wielding monsters in history were truly born for the sword.

They even created the path of sword practice.

But Mo Jian grew up in a small world and has a very narrow vision, so he won't listen to what you say.

time,

Time passed quickly during the battle between the two.

One day, two days, three days... another month has passed.

The two men fought from the sky to the ground, from the platform to the deep pool.

A high-intensity battle like this consumes a lot of energy every second.

But the Fifth Sword Slave was a mid-level god after all. Even if he suppressed his strength to fight Qin Han, his physical foundation was still there. The consumption of this kind of battle below the god level was insignificant to him.

Even if the fight lasts for ten or a hundred years, he doesn't care.

Not to mention Qin Han, who has the Fountain of Immortality in his hand and his soul power is at the level of a universe overlord.

He wouldn't get tired even if he fought for another ten years.

around,

People were stunned.

I never thought that a battle would continue for a month.

If they went up, they would have been exhausted long ago.

Seeing this, they couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

"This young master is so powerful, but he still needs a month to fight. Do the old, weak, and disabled like us still have any hope in this life?"

"Why don't you go back and not venture out anymore."

"I've been here for so many years, and I don't know why."

“There’s no end to learning.”

"Go home. I don't know if my wife and children are still there, and I don't know if my hometown has changed."

Qin Han in the field has not given up yet.

The swordsmen who were watching the battle from the sidelines began to think of retreating.

suddenly,

A cold voice sounded,

"Having entered the path of swordsmanship, I will not stop until I reach the pinnacle."

"If you just sigh and complain every time you encounter setbacks, how can you achieve great things?"

"A swordsman must always have a heart that is determined to make progress."

As the sound fell,

A swordsman with a calm look came over. It was the Ninth Wise King who had caught up later.

The crowd was excited.

"Who are you? Why are you saying these things?"

"Didn't you see that we couldn't get through after fighting for a month? If you have the guts, why don't you go?"

"What nonsense are you talking about here?"

Upon hearing this, the Ninth Sage King said calmly, "Although this level is difficult, it is not impossible to pass."

He pointed at the two people fighting.

"Look, this gatekeeper's sword moves are exquisite and perfect, but there is still a pattern in his sword strikes. It is obvious that he is using a state of mind with techniques."

"He is knowledgeable and has a strong memory. He has mastered all the martial arts techniques in the world and has mastered the art of martial arts to the true pinnacle."

"After we enter the Sword Sect, we can use the irregularity of 'no moves' to compete with them."

"But this is just a competition. If you want to defeat the opponent, you must go a step further and make the swordsmanship divine!"

"The so-called sword mastery is to constantly familiarize yourself with the sword art and continue to fight on the basis of Jiang Jianzong."

"Ultimately, I will be able to elevate my swordsmanship from the 'selflessness' of the Sword Sect to the 'self-existence' of God."

The voice of the Nine Wise Kings was not small.

Obviously speaking to someone,

"The sword is the master of talent. The sword sect has no self. Although it can become a king immediately, it is also a prison!"

"Regain control of your sword, and you will be a god!"