After taking a shower, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Xia He walking around anxiously at the door.

"Xia He, why are you here and why don't you practice?" he asked casually.

"Young Master, I heard you screaming in the room in pain, so I came over to see what was wrong, but you didn't respond even if I knocked on the door." Xia He looked worried and looked at Lin Qianxing carefully.

"Okay, it's okay. You go back to practice and refine the roots of the spiritual ginseng as soon as possible." He patted Xia He on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Okay then." Xia He said helplessly, but she turned around in peace and asked, "Young Master, are you really okay?"

"Don't worry, go back and practice well," he waved his hand.

After sending Xia He, he began to practice sword quietly on the martial arts field alone. During this period, his sword skills have made rapid progress. Although he has not mastered the artistic conception, he has been meditating hard over the past few days and has found a little clue.

Moreover, he also mastered the third sword technique and was able to use it proficiently.

If it weren't for this, even with the power of the broken palm, he would be unable to suppress so many top geniuses.

It is precisely because of his experience of the magic of the Four Poles Sword Technique that he wondered even more about what kind of existence it was that he could create such combat skills, ancestral power, or the legendary saint?

Originally, he did not believe in the existence of saints, because if a saint was born, it would be impossible to be unrecorded.

However, with the example of a broken palm, it is really difficult for him to say firmly that there are no saints in this world.

What's more, if it weren't for the saint, who could have created a mysterious combat skill like the Four Pole Sword Technique? He asked himself that he could not create it. Even if he was given millions of years, he would not be sure of it even if he was given millions of years.

The Four Pole Sword Technique is so mysterious.

Swish swish swish-

With each move, each sword has its foundation for advancing and retreating. Sometimes the sword shadows are everywhere in the sky, making people feel scared. Sometimes the sword comes east and directly penetrates the limitations of space.

His sword dance was getting faster and faster, and his naked eyes could hardly capture the trajectory of the sword move. In the end, even the figure could not be seen clearly. Lin Qianxing had already forgotten himself. At this moment, he was full of his body and mind on the sword.

Rather than saying that he is practicing sword, he is dancing with the sword. He is the sword, the sword is him. He has entered a state of unity between man and sword.

If a powerful sword master is here, he will definitely be extremely surprised.

If the sword master can enter the state of unity of human and sword, he will definitely increase his combat power several times and directly join the ranks of top geniuses. This is an opportunity, an opportunity that countless people desire will never get in their lifetime.

As he entered the state of unity of human and sword, his movements gradually slowed down and he knew he had stopped.

He held the sword in his left hand, pointed the tip of the sword at the ground, and his right hand was behind him, his eyes closed and his brows frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but he was unable to get what he wanted.

Indeed, Lin Qianxing only felt that he seemed to be in a world of swords, because there were too many swords around him, so many were the swords that were caught in his eyes. Even the swords that were stepping on under his feet were all unsightly.

In addition to the sword, there are some things that cannot be explained, but the shadows that look like iron chains float by from time to time.

Yes, it just floated by because he felt that he could catch the shadow as long as he reached out. In fact, he did the same, but unexpectedly, he grabbed the empty space.

Forehead!

He was slightly stunned and frowned, and he didn't even remember what this was.

He reached out to grab it again, but not the black shadow floating past his eyes, but another black shadow on the left.

call out--

A sudden change occurred. Before he could catch the black shadow, the black shadow flashed rapidly and passed through his palm. Fortunately, this was his soul body, so it was not bleeding, but he still felt a huge pain.

The soul is torn apart, how can it not hurt?

Is this the rule?

He was stunned and looked at the black shadows floating by. This was actually the rule. Wherever this is, there would be rules, and it would appear as if it were ready to see the naked eye.

Soon he noticed the dense swords around him again, and he found that these rules of black shadows floating by seemed to fly out of the sword here.

He stared at a sword carefully. After a long time, he finally confirmed that these black shadows of rules were indeed flying out of the swords around him.

hiss!

He took a breath and a bold guess emerged in his heart. Could these be the rules of kendo?

If he can understand so many sword rules, if he can understand one or two, his combat power will definitely rise to a level again and reach a terrifying level.

This is a great opportunity.

He immediately sat cross-legged and began to comprehend the rules of swordsmanship floating around him. One by one, his gaze also moved. I don’t know how long it took, but he actually found that he could not comprehend at all.

Because the rules of kendo are constantly floating.

He grabbed his head, feeling a little distressed.

A great opportunity was in front of him, and he actually lived in a treasure mountain and was unavailable. What a pain.

(End of this chapter)
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