"Buzz!"

The crisp sound of the sword echoed in this small room of only twenty square meters, and it lasted for a long time.

"Good sword, 100 refined steel sword, the sword casting level of this world has definitely reached an extremely high level, not counting the alloy material, in terms of craftsmanship, at least one era ahead of my Yanjing Star!"

On the side of an iron bed next to the small room, Wang Tingpan was sitting on the bed, holding the three-foot Qingfeng, constantly looking.

"The royal court. ”

The door was pushed open, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man stepped through the door, and when he saw Wang Ting holding Qingfeng beside the bed, his expression was slightly surprised: "Wang Ting, are you serious? Do you really want to duel with Gongsun Su for Hai Lin'er? Gongsun Su, but the seed student of the academy, the middle-level swordsman who has won the Swordsman Medal, the key training object of the academy, the official swordsman is already very terrifying, not to mention those more powerful middle-level swordsmen? Even if you are a genius, you have been enrolled for less than three days, and you are not even a formal swordsman, how can you be the opponent of a middle-level swordsman?" ”

"Duel?"

Wang Ting glanced at the young man who had entered the door.

His name was Su Ke, one of the owners of this small twenty-square-meter room, or rather, the roommate of the body of Wang Ting.

Before he could carefully digest the memories of this body, he woke up, and his whole mind was already attracted by this strange and brilliant civilization, and he didn't know anything about what was about to happen to his body......

Therefore, Su Ke's duel with Gongsun Su was unaware of it.

"You won't forget?"

Su Ke's eyes widened, looking at the royal court in disbelief, as if he was looking at an alien.

In fact, Wang Ting, the kendo master from Yanjing Star, is an alien.

Although even he didn't know why he suddenly appeared here under the bombardment of the mecha's main cannon, and replaced the young man with the same name and surname as him.

"Remember a little bit, Gongsun Su, the seed student of the academy, and Hai Lin'er. ”

Wang Ting responded, he didn't go through the memories of this body, his spirit was all attracted by the hundred-refining steel sword in front of him, and he didn't use his mind for other things.

"Since you still remember clearly, why did you show such an indifferent appearance? You are just a high-level martial artist, not the kind of formal swordsman who condenses his own qi and blood into a strand and refines his strength, not a formal swordsman, and he has no hope for Gongsun Su, an upper-level mid-level swordsman. ”

Speaking of this, Su Ke seemed to think of something, and faintly understood: "You don't plan to escape, right? That's right, you are a genius on the first day of Bishui City, and you are only sixteen years old to become a high-level martial artist, such a genius will definitely be able to become an official swordsman in the future, even if you are discredited because of this incident and are driven out of the Xuanzhong Advanced Swordsman Academy, you can still study in other high-level swordsman academies, there is no need to face a middle-level swordsman because of a Hai Lin'er, and bury your good future." ”

Wang Ting didn't pay attention to Su Ke's words, but his words of "condensing qi and blood into a strand and refining strength" made him slightly surprised.

Strong?

Could it be ......

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Ting's thoughts were immediately immersed in the memories of this body, and the spiritual power of a sixth-order spiritual powerhouse was as strong as a long whale swallowing, absorbing the memories of the "official swordsman" and "strength" in this body.

Seeing Wang Ting's appearance of wandering with other things, Su Ke was no longer bored with himself.

"Okay, since you have made a decision, then I won't persuade you, according to my inquiry, although Hai Lin'er is the first beauty of our academy's freshmen, but her origin is very unusual, after being a nobleman, such a lady of the sky, Miss Qianjin, is at a level that we can touch at all, and it is said that she already has a fiancé, she said before that she is willing to be your girlfriend and associate with you, completely using you as a shield to deal with Gongsun Su, now that you want to open, then I won't say anything, but it's a pity, I finally met you, a guy who can talk to, but only three days of roommate fate。 ”

As he spoke, Su Ke sighed and shook his head and left the small room.

It's just that what he didn't know was that Wang Ting basically didn't hear a word clearly about what he said just now, and at this moment, even if he had the spiritual strength of a sixth-order spiritual powerhouse, he still had to once again sigh at the profundity and vastness of the cultivation civilization in this world.

"Formal swordsman, condensed strength, middle-level swordsman, strength into the bone marrow, high-level swordsman, strength refining the five organs, and the great swordsman, even more vigorously walking the whole body, mixed into one...... In that world, I refined my strength all over my body, reaching the realm of not touching a dime, and I thought I was already the best in the world, but here, I can only be regarded as a great swordsman!"

"The swordsman above the great swordsman refines the true qi, is invulnerable, invulnerable, easy to open up thousands of armies, comes and goes freely among the ten thousand armies, and takes the head of the general like a bag to take things......"

Compared to the end of the Yanjing Star era, when the curtain came down on the cultivation of the sword, this world dominated by the sword monarch of the Divine Mansion and maintained order with the sword - it was the holy land of sword cultivators!

Previously, Wang Ting had already learned the structure of this world from the memory of this body.

A thousand years ago, the divine residence of a famous sword monarch came to this war-torn world, and used his supreme divine power to send down miracles and cast temples in every city with a population of more than 100,000 in this world.

In the most prosperous period, the status of cultivators was above the imperial power, and the most powerful sword cultivation was avoided even by the emperors of the ages.

Even now, due to unknown special reasons, the tasks issued in the temple are becoming scarce, the difficulty has increased significantly, the kendo cultivators are gradually declining, and the imperial power is rising, but the sword cultivators still have a lofty status in this world, and any great swordsman, as soon as he breaks through to the realm of the kendo master, there will be countless kingdoms and empires rushing to award him the noble medal, and invite him to enter his empire to settle in and become an imperial helper with generous treatment.

At the same time, it is also the fastest way for commoners to become nobles in addition to joining the army.

But these ......

Wang Ting didn't care, what really made Wang Ting care was the perfection of the sword cultivation system in this world.

A complete cultivation system.

It's like a bright light, a cultivation system that guides everyone in the direction of progress.

It's hard to have no road, and it's even harder to open the way!

No one knows how difficult it is and what price it has paid for the royal court, which has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship in that world, in order to go further and keep groping forward.

That feeling is like being alone, walking on a completely dark road, all directions, all at a loss, without any guidance, without any hints, without any Taoist friends, and you have to keep moving forward in this completely dark environment, even if you don't know where this road leads, where it leads, you still have to keep moving forward, keep moving forward, until you come to the end of your life.

"Whew!"

The powerful spiritual power of the sixth-order spiritual powerhouse vibrated and finally calmed down Wang Ting's heart.

Swordsman, swordsman......

There is also the rumored sword saint who is above the sword master, transcendent and holy, and overwhelms the imperial power, the sword saint.

Swordsman, swordsman, swordmaster!

This is a magnificent continent, this is a vast and majestic world, and there are the brightest and brightest starry skies......

There are also sword path holy places that countless sword cultivators dream of wanting to join.

And the shrine of the god who towered down and overlooked all things and made great contributions to the revival of kendo.

"This is my world, a world that belongs entirely to us sword cultivators. ”

"Wang Ting, are you ready to meet the challenges of this world?"

Wang Ting muttered to himself, his ring finger and little finger trembling slightly.

"Do you need to prepare? Do you need to prepare? No! Not at all! Because I have been waiting for this moment for countless years, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, I have spent my whole life waiting for this moment to come!

"Boom!"

The sword snapped.

Under the spiritual shock, the stainless steel sword held tightly in Wang Ting's hand seemed to sense the pride in Wang Ting's heart at this moment, and the sword body trembled lightly, resonating with the spirit of the master.

Wang Ting looked at the hundred-refined steel sword in his hand......

"In my world, there are too many constraints, too many restrictions, too many obstacles, in order to fulfill that promise, in order to become the number one in the world of kendo, I have paid too much, too much, so heavy that I can't afford it, so much that I have paid all my ......"

This is just the most ordinary hundred refining steel sword, any student who joins the Xuanzhong Swordsman Academy and pays enough tuition, the academy will issue such a hundred refined steel sword, as well as school uniforms, sword cultivation books and other common supplies, although its craftsmanship is very clever in the world of the royal court, ahead of an era, but in this world, he is indeed just an ordinary steel sword that can no longer be ordinary.

"But here ......"

"There are no guns, no warplanes, no armor, no ships...... There is no nuclear bomb that can wipe out hundreds of millions of people in an instant...... Here, there is only blood and sword, here there is only sweat and fire, this is a world that belongs to us kendo cultivators!"

"My dedication is no longer turned into flowing water, my dream is no longer a passing cloud, the first in the world, and no longer a phantom moon in the water!"

"It's an honor to meet you here. ”

Wang Ting's fingertips flicked on the steel sword, quietly listening to the soft sound coming from the sword's body......

It was as if the sword was responding to his words.

"Heroes don't ask where they come from, perhaps, you are just the most ordinary steel sword now, in that great era that no one can understand, your edge, buried in the dust of the years, has never been revealed, maybe until the end of your life, you will still go through your life silently without a name......"

"But now...... Not anymore......"

"Because, I'm coming!"

"I came into this world. ”

"You've met me. ”

"I met you. ”

"Ruosheng, from now on, you are 'Ruosheng'!"

The sword 'Ruosheng', the autumn water has no trace.

"It's your name. ”

"Ruosheng, the sword of my royal court! In this world, you will fight for me!"

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