Its speed is like the wind, its speed is like a forest, the invasion is like fire, and it is as immobile as a mountain. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Movement is like a stream flowing into the sea, and the waves are rolling.

The sword is out, and the wind moves.

A standard long sword, in Zhou Yang's hand, seemed to come to life, with both the lingering and gentle water and the turbulence and churning of the waves.

"This ...... It's ......"

Sitting on the referee's seat, the gray-haired old man looked stunned when he saw Zhou Yang's sword style, and he was dumbfounded and speechless.

Even the instructor who was dancing the sword just now showed a look of surprise, if it weren't for the fact that this set of swordsmanship was created by him not long ago, when he watched the stream flowing into the sea, and it was perfected by Elder Zhang of the Holy Hall Martial Academy, he would have thought that Zhou Yang had already learned this set of swordsmanship. Even so, he almost bit off his chin, looked at Zhou Yang's performance in amazement, and was speechless.

Looking at Zhou Yang from afar, when the silent little old man saw him perform this set of swordsmanship, his eyes were bright, and his body suddenly straightened up, changing his obscene appearance, like an elder in a high position, nodding frequently. It wasn't until the end of his sword momentum that he slammed down, turned and vanished, disappearing into the vast complex of the Sanctuary.

"Ahh

With a loud roar, Zhou Yang's sword style changed, like a violent wind and rain, like thunder in the nine days, and the long sword was sandwiched with endless might, just like a stream entering the sea, with the help of the rushing of the sea, competing with the sky and the shore.

The sword style changed from the previous gentleness, and turned into heavy, like the waves hitting the reef, making a roar like the tide of the sea, and the strong wind blew the hunting sound, so that the instructors on and off the stage couldn't bear to blink, and looked at the young people in the field intently.

Deduction, yes, personal deduction!

Zhou Yang changed from a test to a one-man performance, he was completely immersed in this indescribable artistic conception, and confidently brought this set of autumn water sword techniques to life.

The sword is closed, and the clouds are scattered.

Zhou Yang's forehead was drenched in sweat, but his spirit was exceptionally good. He let out a loud roar, turned his head, looked at the faces of the instructors, and realized that his whistle was out of place, and this was still in the examination room.

"Don't get in the way, vent the emotions in your heart, and only then can you give full play to this set of sword momentum. Martial artists, just don't follow the rules too much, so that you can show your true colors as a man, right?"

The gray-haired old man looked at Zhou Yang with a smile and said. At the end, he turned his face away and looked at the other examiners, drawing a heavy red line on a silk cloth in front of him with number 5328 plate written on it.

"Dead old man, you've said all the good things, let's say something. ”

The rest of the examiners looked at the old man with a look of contempt, and when he turned his face, he smiled again and drew a thick line with a red pen on the silk book in front of him.

"Can I go?"

After Zhou Yang used this set of sword tricks, his perception of swordsmanship had another layer, and he needed to go back and take a good look at it, but he didn't know that several examiners stared at him and looked at him as a strange thing.

Zhou Yang didn't have the consciousness to be an appreciator, and coldly came out with the sentence "Can I go", which pushed back the fiery gazes of several examiners.

"Yes, of course, go back and get some rest and get ready for tomorrow's test. Tomorrow is the qualification test, that is, send out your true yuan on the test stone, let us see how high your qualification is, with your understanding there should be no problem, as long as you are not nervous. Go, go, hehehehe......"

The white-haired old man had wrinkles on his face with a smile, and said with a kind face, that gaze was like looking at his own daughter, which made Zhou Yang's back tingle.

When Zhou Yang left this martial arts hall, several examiners pointed at the white-haired old man and said, "Elder Zhang, why do you want to reveal the rules of tomorrow's exam, this is not in accordance with the rules." ”

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, this kid looks very pleasing to the eye, so he said a few more words, look at my leaky mouth, hehehehe...... Ladies and gentlemen, Haihan ......"

"I said, Old Man Zhang, you wouldn't have been beating this kid so early, I can tell you, you have to wait for him to choose for himself, don't think that you beat those little Jiujiu, Elder Ben doesn't know. ”

As soon as Elder Zhang heard this, he jumped up like someone had burned his monkey butt.

"Old man Yu, I'm just beating his idea, what's wrong with you, come on, bite me. Don't talk about this incident, Elder Ben is not angry, as soon as he talks about it, Elder Ben is furious. Last year, who fooled a good martial arts genius to the Inscription Hall alive. Hmph!"

"Rest the anger, stop the anger, why don't the two elders wait for the end of the test to see which hall Zhou Yang is willing to go to this time, is it too early to dispute these at this time. What's more, the test hasn't been completed yet, in case this kid's qualifications are just ordinary, wouldn't it be a battle between the two. ”

The middle-aged examiner standing on the side, looking at the two old men in their seventies and eighties fighting for a disciple who had not yet started, forced a smile in his stomach, and comforted.

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

......

The two old men snorted lightly, turned their faces away, and made the middle-aged examiner restless, so he had to vent and shout according to the number plate in his hand: "Next!"

......

After Zhou Yang finished the test, he walked back to the room, thinking about the Qiushui Sword Technique in his mind.

The autumn water sword, with the meaning of autumn water, sandwiches two different artistic conceptions of gentleness and violence, sometimes soft and sometimes excited, while contradictory, but also perfectly unified.

In the soft artistic conception of autumn water, there is a trace of the ethereal Qingyun sword, and when it is excited, it is like the crushing of the dragon and the eight slashes.

Zhou Yang was gesturing in the room, his mind racing rapidly. He had a faint idea of the path of the kendo in his heart, and when he wanted to touch it carefully, he couldn't figure it out.

Under this complicated state of mind, Zhou Yang came up with the idea of killing the gods.

The secret of death is a practice against the sky. At least Zhou Yang had never heard of it now, a mid-level martial artist could learn the spiritual cultivation technique.

Moreover, with the cultivation of the Divine Death Technique, the seeds of the sea of knowledge continued to grow, and Zhou Yang's thinking ability, analysis and derivation ability, and comprehension ability have all improved by leaps and bounds.

However, the exertion of this ability is accompanied by a large consumption of spiritual power, just like just now, a set of Qiushui sword techniques consumed his spiritual power, and he only learned seven or eight tenths of the swordsmanship.

If you want to make greater progress in kendo, you need to observe and learn other swordsmanship.

Learn from others' strengths and make up for your own shortcomings.

The sea is inclusive, and there is tolerance.

However, this requires a little more mental strength to achieve this goal.

However, how to improve your mental power quickly?

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