Chapter 2 Sword Qi
The east is white, and the sky is gradually revealing the glow.
After twilight, the dawn was about to break, that glimmer of dawn, a sword in Zhou Yan's eyes at this time.
Practicing the way of the sword all night, Zhou Yanjing was introverted, completely washed the marrow and bones, and refined the 'broken internal strength' into his body.
His body was still thin, but it was cast of steel, full of explosive flesh and energy.
His eyes were deep, as black as the stars, and he had changed the immaturity of about fifteen years old in the past, as if he had opened his mind overnight, and Huo Ran had realized the truth.
After that flash of dawn, his statue-like body gradually moved, at first slightly, then gradually increasing in frequency.
Finally, his hand danced into a peculiar shape in a peculiar posture - a very peculiar beast's movement, but at this moment it appeared on his body.
"Dragon's Shape Meaning, Ascending Dragon Sword!"
He let out a soft shout, and the hand holding the sword suddenly shook, and the sword in his hand "hummed" with a clear roar, like a clear music.
Ahead, I could only hear a "boom", and the pieces of dead leaves that flew out of nowhere were pierced in one fell swoop and strung on the silver-gray iron sword.
It's just that this time, because of the strong strength it contains, the long sword that has followed him for three years in his hand made a dull sound, and it snapped, falling from the air in one fell swoop, becoming two pieces.
His brows furrowed, as if twisted into a 'Chuan' character, as if because of this sword, he still couldn't meet his own requirements.
"The shape is like a dragon, just an entry, and I have a lot of feelings, but I can't even control the basics. Could it be that I can't change the fact that I'm stupid?"
Zhou Yan muttered to himself, after speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the short sword that fell to the ground flew up again, and with a "boom", it fell into his own hands!
He no longer groaned, temporarily gave up the shape of the dragon form, forgot about the Jiuyin and Jiuyang Mental Method, and just practiced the basic swordsmanship of the Zhou family-the Blue Water Liantian Sword Technique.
Although he hadn't comprehended the Xingyi Dragon-shaped Kendo all night, he definitely didn't believe that the talent of the Zhou family's first enlightenment that he had detected would be an incompetent talent!
Especially, after gaining the inheritance this time and experiencing the feeling of washing and cutting the marrow deep into the soul, he felt that the shackles had been broken, and he believed more and more that his enlightenment was not as unbearable as Zhou Lingyi and others imagined!
With an inexplicable conviction, he began to practice the basic swordsmanship of his family again.
There are a total of nine styles of this swordsmanship.
Each of them is complex.
Before this, Zhou Yan felt that the first three styles were relatively easy, and after the third style, each style was unfathomable, and he was a little difficult to practice.
Therefore, with the realm of the Triple Heaven, who was a swordsman before, he could only comprehend the first three forms of this Blue Water Liantian Sword Technique. By the fourth form, it was already very difficult. By the fifth form, it is like reading a book from heaven and cannot be understood.
Now, after going through the torrent-like inheritance of information, and comprehending the first form and meaning of the one-night Xingyi Kendo - the dragon form, he practiced the family swordsmanship again, and it was like a matter of course.
The first type, the second type.
The third formula, the fourth formula.
After the fourth form is repeated once, his fifth form is directly cast, and then the sixth form is performed......
Seventh Form......
After repeating it four or five times in a row, Zhou Yan comprehended the eighth form again.
At this time, Zhou Yan forgot his beliefs, and he was completely immersed in this kind of cultivation, until, under the red sun, the broken silver-gray iron sword occasionally slashed through a flickering red sword light reflection, and shè shè into his eyes, which made him suddenly wake up.
At this time, the energy in his body, like flowing water, was rattling, and the meridians that were caused by the 'Breaking Void Internal Strength' and the 'Nine Yin and Nine Yang Heart Sutra' were flowing in all directions.
When he came to his senses, he also sensed this scene.
For a moment, there was a bit of astonishment on his cold and resolute face—it was joy, shock, and incredulity.
"Sword Qi...... There is sword qi in my body, which is a sign of the unobstructed sword qi realm! But now I am only in the first sword realm...... This qiē ......"
Zhou Yan took a deep breath, tried to stabilize his somewhat throbbing heart, and tried to calm himself down.
The realm of the sword path is divided into three realms: the sword master, the sword beginning, and the sword qi, and only after the sword qi can you be qualified to know and contact the subsequent realm!
But one night, he was qualified to step into the realm of sword qi!
It's an unimaginable thrill. From the realm of the beginning of the sword to the realm of the sword qi, this span still has the span of the triple heavens. But from the beginning of the sword to the realm of the sword qi and the first heaven, this gap is like an abyss.
Bilan City, an endless genius, has been stuck by this level, and there are countless dead!
This difficulty was unimaginable for a relatively mediocre family like Zhou Yan, but now, he already has a rudimentary form of sword qi in his body, how can he not be surprised?
Thinking about this situation, Rao is heart of some grandmasters, and he couldn't help but feel a little heartbeat.
In this world of kendo, the most important thing for a monk is in two aspects: one is the body element, the so-called root bone, and the other is enlightenment, that is, comprehension.
When he tested it back then, although the root bone was extremely poor, Wu Xing was amazing, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people!
So much so that even though his mother is a 'lowly status' and a Qinglou woman of 'unknown origin', he still occupies the number of the family's core descendants.
However, when he disappointed his grandfather again and again, his sad and lost eyes would make his heart twist like a knife and be ashamed.
Now, the body has been cleansed, and the bones can imagine how strong and invincible they are, and his enlightenment seems to have become extremely amazing because the shackles of his body have been opened!
He is no longer the grandson who disappointed his grandfather! He is no longer the 'genius' who disgraced his father and made the people around him look at him with eccentricity and jokes!
I will never let my grandfather be so disappointed again! I will never see the gloomy eyes of my grandfather and father that make his heart ache again!
He will be a real genius, a peerless genius who will make everyone stunned!
He withdrew his broken sword, slung it cross-legged at his waist, and stepped out against the rising sun step by step.
Bathed in the glory of the morning light, he is walking from ancient times, and is heading towards the immortality of the sword!
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"Zhou Yan, do you know that you are already late? The grandfather of the family already knows about the matter of squeezing your potential? Do you know that you have become the disobedient representative of the family? Have you been criticized by the Elder Chuangong?"
Before he walked to the school grounds, Zhou Yan heard a somewhat sharp and somewhat hoarse voice.
This is the voice of an immature teenager in the period of voice change.
He is Zhou Yan's cousin Zhou Xian. Zhou Xian's physical condition is excellent, and he comprehends and understands Xing, and he was compared to Zhou Yan back then, so he humbly asked Zhou Yan for advice from time to time, and when he found that Zhou Yan seemed to be very 'dull', he began to change his attitude.
Now, he is even stronger than Zhou Yan with his own strength, and he doesn't even want to shout 'senior brother' or 'cousin'!
Not only that, but he also thought that Zhou Yan was ashamed of himself, and never disdained to compare himself with him, thinking that this was an insult to him!