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Strictly speaking, it is not a swordsmanship martial art, but a secret technique of sword control.

The person who created this secret art was named Edgeworth, and he practiced swords all his life until he suddenly had an epiphany on his deathbed and realized the "Edgeworthiness Technique".

What is different from ordinary swordsmanship, first of all, is the sword of swordsmanship.

It is not an ordinary sword, but is condensed from the true element in the individual's body...... Spirit Sword!

The strength of the "Spirit Sword" is, of course, closely related to its own true element.

Back then, Qin Yichen didn't pay much attention to martial arts, and besides, he was an ordinary True Yuan, even if he practiced this imperial sword technique, it was not of much use, so he threw it aside.

But now it's different.

His current True Yuan, although the color is no different from that of ordinary True Yuan, has the sharpness of a sword and the temperature of fire...... It is an extremely special property.

There is no doubt that the first one is very suitable for this swordplay.

He even felt that this sword technique was tailor-made for him.

If he condenses the "Spirit Sword", who can test its edge?!

"That's you!"

Qin Yichen quickly made a decision.

The first step in practicing the art of swordsmanship is to condense the "Spirit Sword"!

"Take the yuan as the sword body, and the spirit as the sword......"

He silently recited the mantra of condensing the spirit sword, pondering the literal meaning with difficulty, until he felt that he had memorized every word in his heart, and he relaxed.

Edgeworth.

In fact, in addition to one's own true element, one must have a strong spiritual power attainment, because, after the spirit sword is condensed, it is by relying on spiritual power to control the spirit sword.

This is naturally a big problem for ordinary martial artists, and they don't even have a chance to fight with swordsmanship.

However, Qin Yichen is best at spiritual power!

There is a certain risk in condensing the spirit sword, and if it fails, it will suffer from the true element.

Fortunately, Qin Yichen was not afraid of this, because his physique had far exceeded his True Yuan realm because of the refining of the thousand-year-old spirit milk.

After simulating the process of condensing the "Spirit Sword" several times in his mind, Qin Yichen was running the Spirit Body Technique and adjusting his state to the peak.

"Hoo ......"

After exhaling a long breath, Qin Yichen began to recite a sentence silently, and his mind sank into the dantian.

Under his control, the true yuan in the dantian began to tumble and slowly began to condense, forming the shape of a sword.

However, this sword only has its form, not its potential.

It's just an empty shell.

After this void sword was condensed and formed, Qin Yichen silently recited the mantra of the Imperial Sword Technique, and his spiritual power moved with his heart, and the mist-like sword-shaped blank began to change somewhat......

In the floating sword body, lines slowly emerged, making the blank tire with only the shape of a sword look a little more water chestnut, and there is an inexplicable "potential" condensing.

"Click!"

However, this sword shape did not last long, but a subtle sound came out, and then, the sword body shattered inch by inch, turning into a violent energy, and slammed into the dantian.

"Humph!"

Even if he was arrogant, Qin Yichen still snorted, and his complexion changed slightly.

Obviously, this backlash is not easy for him.

Fortunately, he is a freak, otherwise, if he were any other person, he would have to lie down for at least ten days and half a month if he was made such a fuss.

For the first failure, Qin Yichen was not too surprised.

If this spirit sword can be condensed so easily, then it is called a ghost.

After swallowing a pill and recovering, Qin Yichen calmed down again and continued to condense the spirit sword.

"Click!"

Fail.

"Click!"

Failed again!

With the passage of time, Qin Yichen seemed to be tireless, trying again and again.

Although he has never succeeded, he has become more proficient in the mantra of the Edgeworth, and the speed of condensation has become faster and faster.

Moreover, the condensed void sword is more condensed, not like the cloud in front, but visually, it has a metallic texture. Even, the water chestnut of the sword body is more distinct, and it has become much clearer, faintly, there seems to be a sharp aura emanating from it.

For three whole days, Qin Yichen has been in this state cycle.

There are simply too many failures to count.

"Condensation!"

Qin Yichen's gaze locked on the sword embryo that was about to take shape, and suddenly he snorted softly, and the mysterious lines once again quickly covered the entire sword body.

"Buzz ......"

With the expansion of the lines, the sword body trembled slightly, making a sound of gold and iron, and then, the water chestnut slowly emerged, looking more textured.

After the sword body was condensed, Qin Yichen did not relax, but tightened it even more, because the next step was the most critical step in condensing the spirit sword...... Infusion!

Soul injection is to integrate spiritual power into the sword body, so as to achieve the effect of "Edgeworth".

This is especially difficult because even the Edgeworth Sanren, who created the art of swordsmanship, took a lot of effort to succeed in the first place.

It can be seen that this is difficult to inject the spirit.

This also directly raises the threshold for practicing swordsmanship.

"Buzz ......"

With the injection of spiritual power, suddenly, the entire sword body began to tremble violently, and Qin Yichen was maintaining it with all his might.

At this moment, his superb spiritual attainments have been perfectly embodied.

He watched every subtle change in the sword body after being infused with spiritual power, every tiny fluctuation.

It's just that as time goes by, the sword body trembles more violently, and the more pressure it brings him, and from time to time, there are bursts of pain that impact his nerves.

It was just a moment, Qin Yichen was sweating profusely, and on his forehead, sweat droplets the size of soybeans were dripping down like rain.

However, he seemed to have adapted to these for a long time, and he did not lose his mind at all, and all his energy was still focused on maintaining the sword.

"Click!"

"Click!"

The lines on the sword's body continued to crumble one after another, but they were quickly repaired.

Qin Yichen seemed to have become numb with pain.

This situation lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and finally, the repulsive power of the sword body gradually weakened.

And when Qin Yichen realized that the repulsive power had completely disappeared, his tense body suddenly collapsed, and he fell to the ground, his mouth open, panting heavily.

"No wonder, that Edgeworth Sanren didn't find a successor, if it weren't for my reliving life, and having taken a thousand years of spiritual milk, it would only be a condensation of the spirit sword, at least it would take decades to talk......"

Qin Yichen sighed secretly in his heart.

How many decades are there in a person's life?

Therefore, even if you get this swordfight, it is estimated that few people will choose to practice it.

After recovering for a while, Qin Yichen opened his palm, and a white sword tip slowly emerged from his palm......