"Buzz!"

The crisp sound of swords echoed in this small room of only 20 square meters, and lasted for a long time.

"Good sword, hundreds of refined steel sword, the sword-casting level in this world has definitely reached an extremely high level. Putting aside alloy materials, it is at least one era ahead of my imperial capital star in terms of handicrafts!"

Beside an iron bed next to the small room, Wang Ting sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the three-foot green edge, constantly looking at it.

"Rong Court."

The door was pushed open, and a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old stepped into the door. Seeing Wang Ting holding a green edge beside the bed, he looked a little surprised: "Wang Ting, are you serious? Are you really going to duel with Gongsun Su for Hai Lin'er? Gongsun Su, but the seed student of the academy, the intermediate swordsman who received the swordsman medal, is the key training target of the academy. Formal swordsman is already very scary, let alone those more powerful intermediate swordsmen? Even if you are a genius, you are not even a formal swordsman for less than three days of enrollment. How could you be an opponent of an intermediate swordsman?"

"duel?"

Wang Ting glanced at the young man who entered the door.

His name is Su Ke, one of the owners of this 20-square-meter small room, or Wang Ting's roommate.

Before he could carefully digest the memory of this body and wake up, his whole mind was already attracted by this strange and brilliant civilization, and he knew nothing about what was about to happen to his body...

Therefore, Su Ke's duel with Gongsun Su was completely unaware of what he said.

"You won't forget?"

Su Ke stared at Wang Ting incredible, as if he was looking at an alien.

In fact, Wang Ting, the master of the swordsmanship from the Imperial Capital Star, is an alien.

Although he himself didn't know why he suddenly appeared here under the bombardment of the mecha main gun and replaced the young man with the same name and surname as him.

"Remember a little bit, Gongsun Su, the seed students of the college, and Hai Lin'er."

Wang Ting responded that he did not go through the memory of this body. His spirit was all attracted by the hundred-refined steel sword in front of him, and he did not know anything about other things.

"Since you still remember clearly, why do you show such an indifferent look? You are just a high-level warrior, not the kind of formal swordsman who condenses his own qi and blood into a stream and refines his strength, not the formal swordsman, but there is no hope at all against Gongsun Su, who is a mid-level swordsman."

Speaking of this, Su Ke seemed to have thought of something and understood it vaguely: "You are not planning to escape, right? That's right, you are the first genius in Bishui City. You have become a high-level warrior at the age of sixteen. Such a genius will definitely become a formal swordsman in the future. Even if you are discouraged because of this matter, you will be kicked out of Xuanzhong Advanced Swordsman Academy. You can still study at other advanced swordsman academys. There is no need to fight a middle-level swordsman because of Hai Lin'er, which will ruin your bright future."

Wang Ting ignored Su Ke's words, but his words "coagulate blood into a stream of energy and refine strength" shocked him slightly.

Powerful?

Could it be...

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Ting's thoughts were immediately immersed in the memory of this body. The spiritual power of a sixth-level spiritual person was as if he was swallowed by a long whale, absorbing the memories of "formal swordsman" and "power" in this body.

Seeing Wang Ting's appearance as if he was wandering around with something, Su Ke no longer made fun of himself.

"Okay, since you have made a decision, I won't advise you. According to my inquiry, although Hai Lin'er is the first beauty of the new student in our college, her origin is very unusual. She is a nobleman. She is a beautiful girl from heaven and a daughter of a daughter. The level of this kind of beauty is not something we can touch. Moreover, it is said that she already has a fiancé. She said she was willing to be your girlfriend and date you, and she was completely using you as a shield to deal with Gongsun Su. Now that you are ready, I won't say anything. It's a pity that I finally met you, the guy I can chat with, but only had three days of fate as a roommate."

As he said that, Suke sighed and shook his head and left the small room.

However, what he didn't know was that Wang Ting had basically not heard a word clearly when he said just now. At this moment, even though he had the spiritual strength of a sixth-level spiritual person, he still had to sigh at the profoundness and vastness of the world's cultivation civilization.

"Formal swordsman, condenses the strength, the middle-level swordsman, the strength enters the bone marrow, the high-level swordsman, the strength is refined by the five internal organs, and the great swordsman is even more powerful, Hunyuan is integrated... In that world, I refined the strength all over my body and reached a state of no touch. I thought I was the best in the world, but here, I can only be considered a great swordsman!"

"The sword master above the great swordsman cultivates true energy, and cannot penetrate swords and guns, and does not invade water and fire. Thousands of troops will be able to escape, and come and go freely among the troops. Taking the general's head is like taking objects from a bag..."

Compared with the Dharma-Ending Age of the Imperial Capital Star, the world dominated by the Sword Lord of the Divine Sword and maintaining order with swords is the holy land of sword cultivators!

Previously, Wang Ting had learned about the structure of this world from the memory of this body.

A thousand years ago, the residence of a famous sword monarch descended to this world of constant war. He used his supreme divine power to descend miracles, forge temples in every city with a population of over 100,000 in this world, and issued countless tasks in the temple. Every sword cultivator who completed the task in the temple can receive generous rewards, making the sword path prosperous and sword cultivators popular.

In the most prosperous period, the status of a cultivator was above the imperial power, and even the most powerful sword cultivator had to avoid it.

Even now, due to unknown special reasons, the tasks issued in the temple are becoming increasingly rare and the difficulty is greatly increased. Sword practitioners are gradually declining and the imperial power is rising. However, sword practitioners still have a high status in this world. As long as any great swordsman breaks through to the realm of a sword master, there will be countless kingdoms and empires that will rush to award him aristocratic medals, and invite him to enter his own empire with generous treatment and become the support of the empire.

At the same time, this is also the fastest way for civilians to become nobles besides joining the army.

But these...

Wang Ting didn't care. What really made Wang Ting care was the improvement of the sword cultivation system in this world.

A complete cultivation system.

It is like a bright light, a cultivation system that guides everyone's direction of progress.

It is difficult to have no road, and it is even more difficult to open the road!

No one knows how difficult it is for the royal court, which has reached the peak of swordsmanship in order to go further and continue to explore forward.

That feeling is like walking alone on a completely dark road, all in a daze, without any guidance, no prompts, and no fellow Taoists walking with you, but you are going to keep moving forward in this completely dark environment. Even if you don’t know where this road leads to and where it leads to, you still have to keep moving forward and keep moving forward until you reach the end of your life.

"call!"

The powerful mental power of the sixth-level spiritual power was shocked, and finally calmed down Wang Ting's heart.

Swordsman, swordsman...

There is also the rumored swordsman, who is above the swordsman, who is extraordinary and saint, and who is overwhelming the imperial power, and who is powerful.

Swordsman, sword master, sword saint!

This is a magnificent continent, a vast world, with the brightest starry sky...

There are also countless sword cultivators who dream of joining the sword sacred land.

And, the god who is high above, overlooks everything, and makes great contributions to the revival of kendo.

"This is my world, a world that belongs entirely to us sword cultivators."

"Wang Ting, are you ready to meet the challenges of this world?"

Wang Ting murmured to himself, his ring finger and little finger trembled slightly.

"Do you need to prepare? Do you need to prepare? No! No! No! Because I have been waiting for this moment for countless years, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for this moment! No! I don't need any preparation at all!"

"Clang!"

The sword roared lightly.

Under the shock of his spirit, the steel sword held in Wang Ting's hand seemed to sense the passion in Wang Ting's heart at this moment. The sword body trembled slightly, resonating with the master's spirit.

Wang Ting looked at the hundred-refined steel sword in his hand...

"My world has too many constraints, too many restrictions, too many obstacles. In order to fulfill that promise, to become the world's number one in kendo, I have paid too much, too much, too much, too much, too heavy to bear, too much to pay all of my..."

This is just the most ordinary 100-refined steel sword. Any student who joins Xuanzhong Swordsman Academy and pays sufficient tuition will award such a 100-refined steel sword, as well as school uniforms, sword cultivation books and other daily necessities. Although its craftsmanship is considered very clever in the world of Wangting and is ahead of an era, in this world, he is indeed just an ordinary steel sword that cannot be more ordinary.

“But here…”

"There are no guns, no fighter planes, no armor, no warships... There is no instant that nuclear bombs that can destroy hundreds of millions of people... There is only blood and swords, only sweat and fire here. This is a world that belongs to our swordsman practitioners!"

"My efforts are no longer turning into flowing water, my dreams are no longer passing clouds and mists, the best in the world, no longer the illusion moon in the water!"

"It is my honor to meet you here."

Wang Ting's fingertips flicked on the steel sword, quietly listening to the light sound coming from the sword...

It was as if the sword was responding to his words.

"Heroes don't ask where they come from. Perhaps, you are just the most ordinary steel sword now. In that era that no one can understand, your sharpness is buried in the dust of time and has never been revealed. Maybe until you die, you will still go through your life silently in name only..."

"But now... won't..."

"Because, I'm here!"

"I came to this world."

"You met me."

"I met you."

"Ruosheng, from now on, you are 'Ruosheng'!"

The sword is "Ruosheng", and the autumn water is without trace.

"This is your name."

"Ruosheng, my sword in the royal court! In this world, you will fight for me!"

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