Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 72: What is sword intent?

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Chapter 72 What is Sword Intent?

This sword comes from the sky!

It broke through the sky, broke through the clouds, and even more. The fear in everyone's heart...

The sword, like a meteorite falling from the sky!

At this moment, the clouds in the sky seemed to have been emptied, and the entire sky was so heavy that it was so heavy that it made people breathless.

Wu Jing fell to the ground with a plop, staring at the sword aura of thousands of feet, and despair suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Cheat...A lie?"

"How does he control such a great sword aura? This Yang Chen... really exists at the same age as us..."

"Could it be that this is Jianyi?"

Even Ling Yuyao stopped eating, staring at the sword energy above her head in a daze, speechless.

……

"Sword Intent! This is Sword Intent!" The dean exclaimed, his eyes flashing in disbelief, and more, it was a touch of fanaticism.

"It is rumored that a person who practices swords, without thousands of years of accumulation, would not be able to cultivate sword intent at all! This Yang Chen, only eighteen or nine years old, has such a sword intent? Ghost! Really a ghost!"

Liu Yan pursed his lips, and looked at Yang Chen below earnestly, as if he had overturned the five flavors of Chen Zhe, it was extremely complicated.

"When the sword intent comes out, it can drive all things, a flower and a grass are all sword intent!"

"This son, really great!"

The teaching director took a deep breath, and suddenly bowed deeply to Yang Chen in the distance.

This one bends down, doesn't care about age, doesn't care about age, only care about learning.

However, this scene fell in Liu Yan's eyes, but she couldn't help being surprised and looked at the dean in disbelief. She has served in the Star Academy for so many years, and this is the first time she has seen the dean so respectful, and the other party is only an 18 or 9-year-old student.

"Yang Chen, who are you?" Liu Yan murmured: "I am really more and more curious about you."

……

"Is this your sword intent?" Wu Jing smiled bitterly, his face full of bitter meaning.

Yang Chen's face was as usual, and he said lightly: "This is the cloud as the body, transformed into the sword intent. If the sword intent is divided into four realms, the cloud in the sword intent can enter the first level."

"The first floor?" Wu Jing frowned, "What about the other three floors?"

Yang Chen looked at the sky quietly and said: "I have seen someone who used the entire mountain peak and the entire river as a sword. Under one sword, the mountain collapsed and the earth broke and the wind and clouds changed color! I call him the first The second layer of sword intent."

"The whole mountain! The whole river?" Wu Jing took a breath.

If someone else said this, Wu Jing would definitely sneer, but when he said it from Yang Chen's mouth, he could not refute it, only shocked.

"Where is the third floor?" Wu Jing asked anxiously with fiery eyes.

"The third floor..."

Yang Chen murmured, suddenly laughed, and shook his head: "I haven't seen the third floor."

"Are you kidding me?" Hearing this, Wu Jing was furious.

"No." Yang Chen said faintly: "Although I have not seen the third layer of sword intent, it does not mean that there is no third layer of sword intent in this world. In my heart, if I can conquer the entire Canglan Continent Turn into sword intent before you can step into the third level!"

His——

As soon as these words came out, everyone took a breath, and the look in Yang Chen's eyes was even more unreasonable.

"Is he crazy?"

"He wants to melt the entire continent into sword intent? Does he know how vast the Canglan Continent is!"

"Idiot people talk about dreams! Really fool people talk about dreams!"

However, Wu Jing ignored it. The look in his eyes became more and more enthusiastic, as if a sword idiot had encountered his favorite sword.

"Fourth floor! The fourth floor!"

"Fourth floor..." Hearing this, even Yang Chen's eyes showed enthusiasm and said softly:

"The fourth layer of sword intent can melt the universe! Stars! Heaven and earth and everything!"

"The world can be a sword as large as a meteorite on a planet or as small as dust and sand!"

"This sword intent is the last layer, and the fourth layer in sword intent!"

"Can there be a fifth floor?"

"Yes!" Yang Chen nodded, with a firm face, and said: "Although I have never seen the fifth level of sword intent, the universe is far from you and I can imagine. In these billions of stars, there is certain existence With the fifth level of sword intent, and even the sixth and seventh levels of sword intent!"

"Just, you and I can't imagine..."

Yang Chen took a deep breath and waved his big sleeve.

The sword aura of thousands of feet in the sky dissipated suddenly and turned into a sea of ​​clouds again, floating in the sky.

"I lost."

Wu Jing gave a wry smile and bowed deeply to Yang Chen.

If Wu Jingshang was still dissatisfied last time, but this time, he was convinced that he lost! Yang Chen's words were like opening a door for him, allowing him to see a whole new world!

"On the sword, I'm not as good as you!" Wu Jing said sincerely.

Yang Chen smiled and shook his head: "Nothing can be done overnight. Even the greatest swordsman today used to be a layman in his early years."

"One hundred thousand years ago, the sword sage Li Changfeng had been a sword boy for 30 years in order to make a sword. When he came out of the mountain, he spent another ten years only learning the skill of chopping. During these ten years, he had Cut down the waterfall with a wooden branch, and smash the boulder with a wooden sword! When he was sixty years old, he took the sword for the first time and swung it for the first time!"

"That sword, he smashed the void!"

Hearing this, Wu Jing's eyes seemed to be filled with clarity.

Yang Chen said indifferently: "Wu Jing, you have a good talent. As long as you take time, you will surely achieve something. Don’t forget, Li Changfeng was once called a waste, and the sword master thought that he did not have the talent for practicing swords. With my own efforts, I became a great sword master!"

"You... won't be worse than a trash, are you?"

Wu Jing shook his whole body, awakened, and bowed deeply to Yang Chen:

"Yang Chen, thank you!"

He knew that Yang Chen was saying that he was impetuous and uneasy.

The heart is not quiet, but the sword is not good!

Hearing this, Yang Chen finally laughed. He understood that Wu Jingwu had realized it.

In the future, his attainments in swordsmanship will inevitably be improved.

"Okay, let's go back first." Yang Chen smiled slightly, put away the evil sword, and said.

Wu Jing nodded, and the two were about to turn around and leave.

The crowd is also ready to disperse in twos and threes.

"Stop!"

At this moment, an untimely voice suddenly rang, and several figures suddenly appeared in the crowd and came over aggressively.

The current person is an eighteen or nine-year-old boy, but his face is full of beard, and he looks like a middle-aged uncle in his thirties, full of oldness.

"It's from the Thundercloud team!"

As soon as these people appeared, the crowd immediately exclaimed.

"Leiyun team?" Yang Chen squinted his eyes, and said lightly: "Do you know why Leiyun team came?"

"I don't know." Wu Jing shook his head and said softly: "This Thundercloud team has rarely intervened in the affairs of others at the station. Apart from collecting health points, they rarely come out. What to do."

Hearing this, Yang Chen couldn't help but look at the man in the lead.

They were aggressive, and walked straight to their side.

It seems that the visitors are not kind.

Suddenly, the young man who took the lead stopped, glanced sharply around, and said coldly:

"Who is Yang Chen? Get out of me!"