Facing Yi Zhouyi's gaze, Wang Ting nodded slightly.

He doesn't like to owe everyone favors.

And this middle-aged man saved him his life.

A drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water. Just a new set of sword cultivators obviously cannot repay such great kindness.

After pondering for a while, Wang Ting finally spoke: "If I read it correctly, your places are not because they have shortcomings in swordsmanship, but because there are other reasons, there is no way to practice it."

Yi Zhouyi glanced at Wang Ting deeply.

If he hadn't been sure, it was the first time he saw Wang Ting, and Wang Ting had met him for the first time. When Wang Ting spoke, he had no evasion in his eyes. To be honest, he almost thought that this was the spokesperson of a mysterious organization who had investigated everything in detail.

After a while, Yi Zhouyi said again: "This should be a common problem for most sword cultivators."

Speaking of this, Yi Zhouyi's tone paused slightly: "In fact, not all kendo masters can meet the guidance of famous masters before they become famous. That kind of opportunity is too hard to come by. It is very likely that until the high-level swordsmen, they were all groping alone, bumping and rushing on the road of kendo, and moving forward with difficulty. After all, no one has the obligation to accept a swordsman as his disciple, guide him in his sword skills, and teach him to practice... and so is me."

Wang Ting nodded.

This world is actually much better than his world.

At least, there are a large number of swordsmen, a large number of swordsman masters in this world, and there are still many swordsman-level powerful people. Even if they are exploring alone, there is still a general direction.

But the world of the royal court...

Sword practitioners are basically completely extinct.

The opening of the Dharma-Ending Age, the end of the kendo era, the breakthrough of science and technology, and the prevalence of spiritual power have made the entire world very few kendo inheritances that can be preserved.

Even the Dongtian Sword Sect, which was known as the world's number one sword sect, had been destroyed for more than six hundred years when he was inherited. All kinds of precious classics, swordsmanship, and cultivation experience were constantly turbulent and destroyed in the long river of history. Even if he wanted to collect these things again later, he was still willing but unable to do so.

After all, it was an era where technology and spiritual power were supreme, and sword practitioners...

It has basically become a performance.

Even when he was so powerful that he could defeat the world's number one swordsman of the year and become the real world's number one, he still had no resistance in the face of the artillery fire of the mecha.

In such a big environment, the difficulty of Wang Tingjian’s road of practicing the road is far above Yi Zhouyi.

"Before I was admitted as a disciple by my master, I had a very difficult practice and had experienced countless life-and-death battles. Many times, I could only barely support it by using secret techniques that exceeded my body's load through the explosion that exceeded my limits. These secret techniques were naturally not something I felt before, but now, as I grew older, my physical fitness has passed its peak era and began to decline, and it has slowly been exposed. Those places were not the flaws I could not practice with my swordsmanship, but the existence of secret injuries. I couldn't connect to practice, but I was too willing to do it but not enough."

Speaking of this, Yi Zhouyi had to sigh.

"Originally, I had hope to go further in my life and strive for the realm of the Sword Saint, but because I practiced too ruthlessly when I was young, after breaking from the sword master to the great sword master twelve years ago, I seemed to have exhausted all my potential. The next twelve years were better in the first few years, but in recent years, not only hasn't made any progress. As my body gradually ages, my cultivation has actually begun to decline. Even if I continue to practice, I can only barely maintain this realm and not go downhill. This is also the reason why I have no choice but to give up the sword and get a job in my Daxia Kingdom. There is really no hope of advancement..."

Yi Zhouyi said helplessly.

Time drives people to grow old.

Any amazing swordsman genius or swordsman master can ultimately resist the corrosion of time. Not to mention the great swordsman above the swordsman master, even the swordsman will turn into loess after living for a hundred or two years, and dissipate with the wind.

Who dares to be immortal in the entire world except for the truly supreme monarch of the sword of the gods?

Yi Zhouyi's attitude also infected the royal court.

His mind naturally reminded him of the Dongtian Sword Sect, which was so glorious that he was.

Unfortunately, no matter how brilliant the sect is, it will eventually withdraw from the stage of history. Perhaps six hundred years ago, a thousand years ago, and two thousand years ago, the Dongtian Sword Sect was the largest sect in the world, which was powerful and surrendered to the world. However, today, it has been replaced by the sun and the moon and has become history.

This is true of these ancient sects, let alone individuals?

"Haha, I felt a little touched for a moment, and I laughed."

Yi Zhouyi said, and quickly adjusted his mentality.

Wang Ting nodded and said nothing.

Even the news that Yi Zhou broke through to the Great Sword Master 12 years ago was not surprised.

As early as yesterday, when Yi Zhouyi stimulated his sword energy to shoot the high-level beast from the air, and had enough spare energy to kill the high-level beast, he already knew that Yi Zhouyi's cultivation was definitely not as simple as an ordinary swordsman.

Although the sword master refines the void and has refined the true energy, if he wants to shoot out a sword energy that spans dozens of meters, it is still enough to exhaust all the true energy in his body.

Even those middle-level sword masters who stimulate such a sword energy will show fatigue. When the sword master level strong men are at their best, they will at best attach their true energy to the surface of the sword body to form a sword energy. They will rarely recklessly consume a large amount of true energy and use the sword energy to hurt the enemy.

Therefore, Wang Ting had long speculated that Yi Zhouyi was either a high-level swordsman or a great swordsman.

"Brother Yi, if you can trust me, you might as well practice your sword skills and let me see where your secret injuries come from."

"What else do we say is that we can trust us? If you want to see, I will practice it for you. I practice the Canglong sword technique. This sword technique emphasizes the resonance of qi and blood and true qi, forming the power of dragon and tiger..."

"Brother Yi doesn't need to explain in detail to me, just practice slowly."

Yi Zhouyi was stunned. He thought Wang Ting was interested in his swordsmanship and wanted to learn a few, so he explained it specifically to him. Now it seems that this is not the case.

But he didn't think about it carefully and said, "Okay, you're ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, he started practicing immediately.

Canglong sword technique.

Indeed, as he said just a few words, it is a sword technique that pays great attention to momentum. Even without Yi Zhouyi's explanation, Wang Ting can see the importance of this sword technique to the use of qi and blood and true qi, as well as the importance of resonance between the two. Such a sword technique always confuses true qi and qi and blood, but there is no suitable conditioning method. It is better when he is in his prime, and these small problems will not appear. But once he gets older and his body goes downhill, many hidden injuries left by practicing sword techniques will explode, showing a tendency to be like a mountain of illness.

"It seems that many people in this world practice swordsmanship and have gone to an extreme, and have completely ignored the damage to the body of these practices."

Wang Ting muttered to himself.

When he just got this body, he found that there were many hidden injuries in this body, which was because the practice method was incorrect and unscientific. This was the case with high-level warriors who had just entered the path of cultivation. The physical condition of those swordsmen and sword masters can be imagined.

"Haha, how about it, my swordsmanship is powerful, right? I hope you can get some inspiration from this swordsmanship and improve your swordsmanship."

Soon, Yi Zhouyi had finished practicing Canglong swordsmanship, and said, "I met Master at the age of nineteen. I have been practicing this swordsmanship for forty-six years. Although I cannot practice perfectly due to physical reasons, I can use my strengths to make up for my weaknesses and hide some flaws in swordsmanship. Even a great swordsman with a similar realm as me, I can't defeat me through these flaws."

Wang Ting nodded.

Yi Zhouyi's swordsmanship is indeed extremely high, and he understands his weaknesses and consciously avoids these things. In this case, it is indeed difficult for a strong man of the same level to defeat him through his flaws...

However, if his opponent is like Wang Ting, he is a sixth-level spiritual power with almost predictive ability...

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