Chapter Twenty-Six: The Ancient Sword Knows Nothing

As a famous great sword cultivator in Central Continent, Li Cangbo's combat power is beyond doubt.

The sword came and went, every move and style seemed to be natural, and the long sword had already become a part of his life. Passion, energy, will...... Resolutely fused everything he had into it, and only then did he achieve the unskilled but powerful kendo that he has today.

This is also the only way for every true sword cultivator.

In the face of such an opponent, even the people in the Divine Domain would temporarily restrain their pride and treat them as equals, especially when they remembered that Li Cangbo was able to achieve this in a place like Central Continent, where cultivation resources were scarce—they should still have respect.

However, respect does not mean surrender.

At the same time, using the cultivation of the Xiao Zhou Tian realm, Princess An Lan is a dragon of the Mystery Realm who has turned into a mortal - more than a big realm higher than Li Cangbo, and he shot out angrily, how could he be distracted in battle?

The woman's eyebrows raised coldly, and the spear roared like a dragon, unceremoniously blasting straight towards Li Cangbo's empty door!

This was already a blow with all her strength under her current cultivation - the majestic internal force roared out, bringing up the surrounding water element force that frantically gathered in her right arm, and in an instant, it was almost condensed and formed, and it was vaguely visible that it was a hideous dragon head!

Such power?!

Li Cangbo's heart suddenly woke up.

The keen sense honed by countless killings and desperate situations made Li Cangbo give up his insistence on the rules of the quota battle at the first time - the strong internal force of the high-level of the Great Zhou Tian was instantly mobilized with all his strength, and his originally extremely high speed skyrocketed geometrically again, and the whole person appeared directly a hundred meters away almost teleported, and his eyes were sharply fixed on Long Anlan.

She's definitely not Little Zhoutian!

How could Xiao Zhoutian have the quality of internal force that was not inferior to that of Da Zhoutian? How could Xiao Zhoutian have a physical speed close to that of Da Zhoutian? More importantly, how could Xiao Zhoutian form a coercive suppression of him?

Before this shot, Long Anlan had been using the limit standard of the ordinary human race Xiao Zhoutian to fight against Li Cangbo, and at that time, Li Cangbo had already felt admired, how could he have imagined that she could be several times stronger?

It's just that for the identity of the dragon clan, Princess Anlan can't explain much to him.

She stood with her gun in her hand, her eyes looked at Li Cangbo without any fluctuations, and said coldly: "One hundred." ”

Li Cangbo was stunned for a moment, and smiled helplessly, only then did he remember that he was "100 points".

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Li Cangbo participated in this quota battle for the sake of his apprentices. However, as a teacher of the Great Zhou Heavenly Realm, there will always be something special, such as just him being divided into a group, and for example, beating him once can get a full hundred points.

Of course, the so-called "victory" actually refers to forcing Li Cangbo to use a cultivation that surpasses Xiao Zhoutian's - just like Long Anlan.

Coincidentally, Long Anlan is also for one person - Lu Qiming - will be patient to play with the "Terran children in Central Continent" in the quota battle. Although the students are usually in groups of five, with the pride of Princess Anlan, of course, they are also a single group.

And it is even more impossible for her to accumulate scores slowly like ordinary students, and the most neat way for her to win points is to pick teachers from the Great Zhou Tian realm to fight.

The reason why Long Anlan followed Li Cangbo can be imagined - even if Li Cangbo didn't say anything, the fight between the two was absolutely indispensable.

It's just that since Li Cangbo said such a sentence, I'm afraid it won't be a "fight" that can be over!

Long Anlan pointed the tip of his gun at Li Cangbo from afar, and then he struck upwards -- the provocation is self-evident.

Li Cangbo laughed, how many years have he not met anyone who dares to treat him like this?

The corners of his mouth were hooked, and he smiled, "It's kind of interesting." ”

Long Anlan smiled sarcastically.

Li Cangbo didn't care, and said to himself: "My biggest regret has always been that I couldn't fight with the Fengling girl back then. I hope you don't disappoint me. ”

And Long Anlan was already very impatient, so he grabbed a gun flower casually and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense!"

As she spoke, she had already strode forward to Li Cangbo, and the second battle began.

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Within the formation. Lu Qiming lowered his eyes and stared at the long sword in his hand.

This is an ancient sword that dates back 1,600 years to the War of the Five Kingdoms. Its original owner was Zheng Huizhi, a great Confucian of the current generation, and now it is Zhuge Ke's sword.

Regular, simple, constant, powerful.

The name of the sword is "Knowledge". Name and power are compatible.

Borrowing a sword is not such a sloppy and perfunctory thing as "handing it over and taking it after", and there is no need for a process of mutual understanding and recognition, especially for the ancient sword with such spiritual implications as "ignorance". Lu Qiming is doing such a thing.

By this time, Lu Qiming had already explained the use of the sword technique suitable for Gu Zhiyang, as well as his own habitual way. He smiled and said, "You attack with all your might, and I use 'frost station'." ”

When Gu Zhiyang heard this, the heavy sword Chihong was erected on his chest, and he solemnly gave a sword salute to Lu Qiming.

Lu Qiming returned the salute slightly and said the word "please" softly.

Gu Zhiyang nodded, calmed down, and started his hand-

The sword is out of the mountain!

The fierce sword intent suddenly soared into the air, like a dragon soaring into the sky.

"Okay!" Lu Qiming couldn't help but praise.

This is by no means polite. In the past, Gu Zhiyang's sword was more than sharp but not calm enough, and when he came out of the sword, he always relied on the support of his spirit, which was far from stable. This is the inevitable result of his difficult experience.

Now, let's not mention anything else for the time being, just judging from this first sword - Li Cangbo is indeed a qualified master.

In an instant, the two quickly exchanged more than a dozen moves. Lu Qiming has always only defended and not attacked, and he is judging the accuracy of Gu Zhiyang's kendo practice.

"Ready. ”

Lu Qiming's gaze was calm and focused, and the "Ignorance" sword momentum was light, and the aura rose silently.

The glow falls into the moat, and the clear color is on the frost branches.

How to describe this sword?

Even the heavens and the earth were robbed of color, and only the quiet brilliance of the ancient sword was engraved in my heart.

It is clear that there is no gravity, and the whole space of the valley is in absolute stagnation - of course, this is only people's imagination, but this sword is so quiet and immaculate that people are moved and regretted, and they can't go back in time a thousand times.

In fact, most people can't say how good this sword is, they can only feel the great beauty in it, and the subconscious respect for the high realm, and that's enough—everything they hear and see is practiced, and those present can benefit a lot even if they don't seek to understand it.

Others are already like this, and the depth of the impact on Gu Zhiyang's heart is beyond words-

The word "frost". The color is snow-white, which is the purity of the world, but it also carries the late autumn slaughter and the ice and snow cold, which has the meaning of gloom - so there are two interpretations.

The word "station". There is the "stay" of patience and suffering, and there is the "stay" of perseverance and perseverance -- and so on.

The artistic conception is deep and complex, but Lu Qiming can perfectly integrate all of this into a sword! If it weren't for his own feelings, Gu Zhiyang would not have believed that there were swordsmanship in the world that could do this.

Gratitude, respect, admiration...... Countless emotions surged into his heart, and finally all turned into blazing flames in the depths of his pupils, and Gu Zhiyang gripped the hilt of Chihong's sword even harder.

This is the way of the kendo he loves!

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At the moment when the frost sword rose, Li Cangbo was completely silent.

The sword technique, when used in the hands of its creator, is absolutely different—the sense of agility and vividness is so strong that every sword cultivator cannot ignore it, as if the branches and leaves are connected to the life of the roots.

It is precisely because of this feeling that no matter how ridiculous the judgment result is, Li Cangbo has to admit that the creator of the sword technique "Frost Zhu" is actually the plain and handsome young man not far away.

Is there really anyone in this world who can be so genius? Li Cangbo only felt that his mood had never been so unbelievable at this moment.

"Bang" with a loud bang!

In a trance, Li Cangbo suddenly felt a huge force attacking, and the whole person flew out in an instant!

-- It turned out to be a whip leg from Long Anlan.

"Two hundred. She said coldly, without even a pause, and the red-tasseled spear was raised again.

Li Cangbo's face showed anger, and he said: "In the face of such a swordsmanship, even if you don't want to learn from it with an open mind, you should at least stop to show your respect." There is no respect for the practice like this - what kind of practitioner are you?"

Long Anlan raised his eyebrows, looked at him for a long time, and then said, "Do you really think I have seen less? I have seen his sword technique more than a hundred times, and it will be as rare as you?"

Li Cangbo's expression suddenly froze, embarrassed, "This ......"

"However," Long Anlan smiled faintly: "Your words are reasonable, I like it." You're not bad. ”

Li Cangbo was stunned for a moment, and said seriously: "You too." ”

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