Eternal Reverence Chapter 115: A hundred schools of swordsmanship

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One month later, Li Fuchen has practiced six yellow-level low-level swordsmanship to the state of supernatural transformation.

Such speed is enough to shock the world.

Although the yellow-level low-level swordsmanship is the basic swordsmanship in the basic swordsmanship, it also contains the principles of swordsmanship. The greatest power of chopping.

It is not difficult to practice the yellow-level low-level swordsmanship to the realm of furnace fire and pure green, but if you want to integrate your own understanding of kendo and reach the realm of supernatural transformation, the difficulty has increased several times or even ten times.

I'm not a person with amazing talents, and I don't even think about practicing a yellow-level low-level swordsmanship to the state of supernatural transformation for a month, a year, or even a few years.

For those who are dull, maybe they don't even want to practice a yellow-level low-level swordsmanship to the utmost in this life.

This is not something that time can solve.

In the first month, Li Fuchen had six yellow-level low-level swordsmanships to reach his superb skills, the second month was seven, the third month was nine, and the fourth month was twelve.

The farther to the back, the faster Li Fuchen's enlightenment.

"Crack!"

The figure swept away from the fine iron ore, and at the moment when he surpassed the fine iron ore, Li Fuchen pulled out the mysterious iron sword, without looking at it, a backhand sword smashed the fine iron behind him. On the ore.

This sword is stronger than a normal one, the fine iron ore cracks a hole, and the rubble flies around.

Landing, standing, slowly retracting the sword.

Li Fuchen let out a sulky breath, and secretly said: There are thousands of swordsmanship, but the core part is all the same, nothing more than to maximize the speed, skill or power of swordsmanship.

Another month has passed.

This month, Li Fuchen has practiced eighteen yellow-level low-level swordsmanship to an extraordinary level, six more than last month.

At the same time, Li Fuchen's cultivation made a natural breakthrough to the five layers of the Guiyuan realm.

But Li Fuchen knew that his cultivation speed was not fast.

He and the few Tianjiao in his previous session have reached the five-fold realm of the Guiyuan realm, especially Yuwentian, who broke through to the sixth realm of the Guiyuan realm two months ago.

For those who have excellent roots, the more advanced they are, the greater the advantage.

With his amazing comprehension, Li Fuchen's cultivation speed can compete with the four-star root bone, but compared with the five-star root bone, it is still a lot worse.

According to the historical records of the Canglan Sect, the five-star root bone can usually break through to the terrible realm at about 22 years old, while the four-star root bone is generally around 25 years old, a difference of about three years.

Of course, it is also a four-star rooted bone. According to different understandings, the time to break through the earth evil is still fast or slow. The fast 21-year-old broke through, which is equivalent to a five-star rooted bone.

However, the breakthrough record of Canglan Sect's five-star root bone is 18 years old. No one has broken this record for decades.

The road is long and long. Li Fuchen has a good mentality. He doesn't need to compare with others. His only opponent is himself.

As long as he surpasses one limit after another, he firmly believes that he can set foot on the pinnacle of martial arts and be proud of the world.

Neezong regional canteen.

"Brother Yuwen, congratulations on defeating Brother Tiefeng."

"Brother Tiefeng has the eightfold cultivation base of the Returning Yuan realm, but he is still not the enemy of Brother Yuwen with a hundred moves. Perhaps, in less than a year, Brother Yuwen will become one of the top ten disciples of Nei Zong."

At a dining table, two Nei Zong disciples are having dinner with Yu Wentian, and the two praised them very much.

Yuwentian's expression remained unchanged, and he said faintly: "It's nothing to defeat Tiefeng, he is only a third-class disciple of the inner sect."

"You can't say that. The more you can defeat Senior Brother Tiefeng at the two levels of realm, not everyone can do it. In the entire inner sect, there will be no more than ten."

"Yes, Brother Tiefeng has been a disciple of the inner sect for more than ten years after all, and he has accumulated quite a lot, and he is not an ordinary return-yuan realm eight-fold warrior."

"By the way, Brother Yuwen, have you ever heard that the inner disciple named Li Fuchen has a one-year appointment with Brother Liao Tianjun."

"I can't help myself." A cold light flashed in Yu Wentian's eyes when he mentioned Li Fuchen.

He is a proud man, losing to Li Fuchen is a thorn in his heart. Every time he thinks about it, he loses control of his mind.

The two were observing their words, knowing that Yu Wentian was upset, one of them mocked Li Fuchen and said: "It's overpowering. Brother Liao Tianjun is a second-class disciple of the inner sect, and his cultivation is four times higher than Li Fuchen. He thought Who he is, even when Senior Brother Jianchi was in the Guiyuan realm, he couldn’t beat the second-class disciple of the inner sect beyond the four realms."

"Blindly arrogant, only self-defeating, Fengyuntai is not a place of kindness."

The two severely belittle Li Fuchen.

"I hope he won't be too severely disabled on Fengyuntai, otherwise I will lose a lot of fun."

Although he had lost to Li Fuchen, Yuwentian didn't put Li Fuchen in his eyes.

He has five-star roots and bones, and he has been able to grow at a rapid pace.

The gap will get bigger and bigger, and in a few years, there will be no intersection between him and Li Fuchen.

After all, in a few years, he will be a warrior of the Earth Evil Realm, what will be the intersection between a warrior of the Earth Evil Realm and a warrior of the Yuan Dynasty Realm?

The seventh month.

Li Fuchen comprehended twenty-six yellow-level low-level swordsmanship.

Close to one door a day.

In the second half of the eighth month, Li Fuchen exchanged one hundred yellow-level low-level swordsmanships, all of which were in the realm of supernatural transformation.

One hundred swordsmanship, created by one hundred people, can be called hundreds of swordsmanship.

At this moment, Li Fuchen only felt that in his mind there were a hundred people using swordsmanship, something that could not be described in words was growing and growing.

"Broken!"

In the yard, Li Fuchen held a profound iron sword and pierced the fine iron ore with a simple straight stab.

Om!

The mysterious aura radiated. Li Fuchen's sword was obviously just a simple straight stab, but it gave people a sense of ever-changing. If someone confronts Li Fuchen at this moment, it is very likely that there will be a misjudgment.

Kerala!

The finely divided ore sputtered in a spiral shape, and a nearly perfect hole appeared in the refined iron ore as high as a person.

"The sword moves with the heart, the heart moves with the sword, and the heart of the sword is one, and it is all strong."

A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in Li Fuchen's heart.

One day passed, two days passed, Li Fuchen has been immersed in this mysterious state.

At the beginning of the ninth month, Li Fuchen began to practice meteor swordsmanship.

I don't know if it was Li Fuchen's illusion. He felt his shooting star swordsmanship come to life, and he had his own breathing.

Also, there is only one Sword of Outer Meteor, but countless possibilities have evolved.

It's like a meteor shower, with countless meteors. Although each meteor is similar, the final point of landing is completely different.

Puff puff puff puff...

On the refined iron ore, with the burst of light, holes appeared one by one.

"Broken!"

Countless streamers disappeared, and the last streamer appeared.

The speed of this streamer has reached a limit, and it seems to be frozen.

Boom!

A beautiful and shocking sound sounded, and the refined iron ore was penetrated by a sword. Because the speed of the sword was too fast, the spattered ore was no longer finely divided ore, but powder.

With a sword, all the ore blocking in front of it turned into powder.