008. I only love the seven-foot sword in my life

Although this eldest lady Ruan Bailu is not yet at the level of "loving the seven-foot sword in her life", she has been learning swords since she was five years old, and her only two friends over the years, except for the empress of the dynasty, is the sword "Long Yuan" in her hand.

This "Dragon Yuan" is also a relic of [Taixu], with otherworldly power, Ruan Bailu condensed the "Immortal Sword Technique" from it, and now it is day and night, visualizing and understanding the charm in it.

Hearing that Zhong Yan wanted to talk to him, Ruan Bailu was first surprised, because Zhong Yan had never mentioned this kind of request before.

Then there is excitement and excitement, after all, as a martial arts idiot, it is a good thing to be able to fight with people.

"Come, let me see how you look."

Ruan Bailu mentioned the discussion, and her tone was a little more lively.

When Zhong Yan was ready, the two came to the lotus pond in front of the Qinglian Temple.

Zhong Yan picked a sword of the right weight, although it was not quite the same as the one in his memory, but there was no room for picking and choosing at the moment.

As for Ruan Bailu, her Long Yuan was not unsheathed, so she held it in her hand.

"Please advise."

Zhong Yan made a salute, and then put on a posture according to the appearance in his memory.

As soon as he raised his hand, Ruan Bailu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"This move, he has practiced swordsmanship before?"

The girl thought to herself.

And this is not an ordinary swordsmanship to strengthen the body, but a murderous sword that focuses on life and death fighting, and can only be tempered on the battlefield.

Generally speaking, only those battle-hardened veterans in the army will be proficient in this kind of swordsmanship, and the sons of a family will not touch it at all.

"Interesting."

Ruan Bailu became interested, she raised her sword to attack first, and the long sword with the scabbard pointed at Zhong Yan with a flaw.

Just when she was curious about what Zhong Yan was going to do, the scabbard had already hit him in the waist.

"Pain, pain, pain!"

Zhong Yan immediately covered his waist and shouted.

Good dishes......

Ruan Bailu suddenly felt that she was thinking too much just now.

"You're not entertaining me, are you?"

She asked.

"I'm a little unaccustomed to it, I didn't count it just now, let's come again."

Zhong Yan immediately replied and straightened his posture again.

He is also telling the truth, his body has not completely mastered the "Stopping Void Sword Technique", and this sword technique is a notoriously fast sword, coupled with an inappropriate sword, which caused his brain to react at that moment just now, but his body was half a beat slower.

Ruan Bailu withdrew his hand and motioned for Zhong Yan to attack first.

Zhong Yan sank down and stared at Ruan Bailu.

At this moment, in his field of vision, Ruan Bailu had three flaws on his body.

He instinctively wanted to attack the flaw in his hand, but in the flicker of his mind, Zhong Yan suddenly noticed something.

Ruan Bailu is a genius in swordsmanship, no matter how relaxed and perfunctory he is, it is impossible to have so many flaws.

These flaws are all traps!

Realizing this, Ruan Bailu in Zhong Yan's eyes suddenly "lived".

In an instant, Zhong Yan had already simulated the outcome of his attack on Ruan Bailu's three flaws in his mind.

One word, death.

These three points can be changed through the change of body posture after Zhong Yan took out the sword, and the distance between the two will be changed, which will make Zhong Yan reveal more flaws, and any flaw is enough for Ruan Bailu to win with one blow.

Countless Ruan Bailu's figures were unified again, and Zhong Yan quickly found the best attack point with ten years of experience in fighting demon beasts.

All this thinking is just a thought, Zhong Yan out of the sword!

Syllable!

In the next second, Zhong Yan's sword was shot down from his hand.

"It's a weak ......"

This time, Ruan Bailu couldn't help but say it directly, and as soon as she finished speaking, she glanced at Zhong Yan again and added a sentence.

"But at least I understand that those flaws are sold on purpose, and my consciousness is not bad."

"Again."

Zhong Yan picked up the sword and took a stance again.

For an hour, Zhong Yan spent time being beaten and beaten.

The best time, he survived Ruan Bailu's second move.

Then the speed of light defeated.

"But this true meaning inheritance is really a good thing, just after a while of practice, I feel that my body is getting more and more accustomed to this sword technique."

Zhong Yan thought in his heart.

His previous swordsmanship could only be said to be able to hold a sword, but now, the more he fought with Ruan Bailu, the more skilled he became, and the degree of fit between his body and the sword was improving, giving him the feeling that this sword was not a foreign object, but an extension of his own limbs.

As for the other side, although Ruan Bailu looked unfazed, she also had a new evaluation of Zhong Yan in her heart.

"Although his swordsmanship is clumsy, like a child imitated, he can fight with me after only an hour of practice, which is already a rapid progress."

"Moreover, although he can't parry my attack every time, in fact, his eyes can always see the corresponding position before my sword arrives, but his body can't keep up with the rhythm, and this kind of awareness, if you practice diligently, you can reach the level of a master just around the corner."

"Even sometimes, if his gaze is fixed on a position where his body supports the sword, even I need to dismantle the move to resist, how can this be?"

Ruan Bailu has been practicing swords for ten years, and she knows one thing very well, that is, the moves, body techniques, and the grasp of details can be practiced and perfected through painstaking efforts.

But consciousness cannot.

The consciousness of life and death, the experience of battle, can only be possessed by those who are really on the battlefield.

And now, Zhong Yan's consciousness has almost reached that level, but his swordsmanship is ridiculously clumsy, as if he has been taken away by some swordsman, and he is not yet suitable for his body.

"Tsk."

Thinking of this, Ruan Bailu had an answer, she put down her sword and stared at Zhong Yan.

"You've already stepped into the Rising Light Realm?"

According to the division of the martial arts realm, the most is the mortal bone realm, no matter how you cultivate, as long as you do not comprehend the true meaning inheritance of [Taixu], then the upper limit is here.

And once you comprehend the inheritance of true meaning, even if there is only a wisp, even if you have entered the realm of Xuguang.

The light of the morning light, known as the light of the sun, can be regarded as the first ray of morning light in the transcendent realm.

Although Zhong Yan had comprehended "The Book Listener" before, it was only an anthology, not an exercise, and theoretically it could only be regarded as a mortal bone hanging from the Xuguang Realm.

As for now, Ruan Bailu is quite sure, Zhong Yan must have comprehended the true meaning inheritance of a certain martial arts.

This is not unusual, Zhong Yan, as the empress's fiancé and a child of a family, is really unreasonable without some adventures or family heirlooms, Ruan Bailu is not interested in inquiring about these cumbersome gossip.

“...... Do you see that? ”

Zhong Yan asked rhetorically with a pretended surprise of surprise.

He knew very well that it was impossible for him to hide the matter of the inheritance of true meaning from Ruan Bailu, so he simply took the initiative to show it and let the other party deduce it, which saved some trouble.

"It's a little thing that can't hide it from me."

Ruan Bailu had a rather successful look, and she thought about it.

"So, last night was the sword intent when he comprehended the true intent inheritance?"

When comprehending the true meaning inheritance in the [Taixu] relics, there will be more or less disappearance, and the monstrous sword intent of last night may have been made by Zhong Yan.

"Ah......h

Thinking of this, Ruan Bailu looked at the treasures taken out of the thieves' den in the courtyard on the side, and realized that she might have killed the wrong person.

"Forget it, kill all of them, and it will be counted as eliminating harm for the people."

Muttering to herself, Ruan Bailu looked at Zhong Yan again.

"True intention inheritance is just the foundation, if you want to go further, you have to grasp the essentials, pick up the sword, I will teach you."

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