Chapter 102: What is Sword Momentum?

"Kendo Realm...... Sword intent ・・・・・・ sword momentum ......" Mu Hao slowly closed his eyes and eliminated all distracting thoughts. At the end of the "Law of Sword Intent", there is a mention of "Sword Potential". "Meaning" is followed by "potential", with potential to suppress people, "sword potential" is the first realm of swordsmanship. When the Tianlan Holy Fruit was born, Mu Hao had faintly entered that realm under the pressure of that aura, and because of the pressure of the aura, he stimulated himself and produced a weak sword momentum. Otherwise, Mu Hao would no longer be able to practice swords under the pressure of that heavy aura.

"The sword is sharp, indomitable, fearless, unyielding, body like a sword, shape like a sword, and a god like a sword. Only when the edge is released, fearless, and the body is as unified as a sword, can we comprehend the sword momentum and release it to crush everything with power. We must strive to comprehend the sword as soon as possible and step into the realm of swordsmanship. Because Mu Hao is very sure that if he can comprehend the sword momentum, then the life-and-death duel with Wu Zhen will have no suspense, and he can easily crush Wu Zhen and even kill him.

It's just that as the first realm of the kendo realm, it is not so easy to comprehend. Even if it was a master who created the "Law of Sword Intent", he only realized the sword momentum, and he couldn't elaborate it to form a secret book, but only mentioned it in a few words.

The night passed, and Mu Hao didn't even comprehend the surface of the sword momentum. However, after all, he once stepped into the sword momentum with half a foot, although unconsciously, but he had personally experienced the feeling of the sword momentum, coupled with the terrifying perception beyond ordinary people, comprehending the sword momentum, it was only a matter of time.

The next day, Mu Hao still got up early, and after meditating and cultivating, he immediately set off for the preaching platform. Although Mu Hao could do two things at once, he could use the Eight Scenes Catalogue Gong wholeheartedly, and his cultivation speed would be faster, and doing so would be more conducive to Mu Hao's ability to stabilize his Dao heart.

The sky was still a little dark, and the chill was deep, so I came to the preaching stand and practiced my swordsmanship. Reviewing it again and again, the swordsmanship he knew swelled into Mu Hao's heart.

"I didn't expect you to arrive earlier than me. Flying onto the preaching platform, Yan Qianfeng did not directly draw his sword as before, but said with a wry smile. "Draw your sword. Mu Hao said lightly. "Are you still in the mood to practice swords? The day after tomorrow is the time for you and Wu Zhen to duel to the death, even if you have been cultivating every minute and every second for the past three days, your strength will not be able to improve much." Yan Qianfeng said speechlessly, he didn't have the intention of making a sword at all.

Because in Yan Qianfeng's opinion, even if Mu Hao did his best, he felt that he was not Wu Zhen's opponent. In his point of view, although Mu Hao's swordsmanship is good, his cultivation is too low. If Wu Zhen made a full move, it would not be too difficult to defeat Mu Hao, or even kill Mu Hao.

"A duel to the death, I'm not worried. Mu Hao said lightly, his tone had a kind of domineering and extreme self-confidence in his tone: "Wu Zhen, it's just an obstacle to my path to the peak of the path of cultivating immortals, just like a stone blocking my path, just kick it away." ”

When Yan Qianfeng heard this, his face changed greatly, and he was faintly angry. "Okay, I'll fight you with all my might, if you can defeat me, you can face Wu Zhen. Yan Qianfeng shouted loudly, drew his sword, the sonorous sound was melodious, and the snow light bloomed, extremely powerful. Compared with usual, faster, more fierce and fierce, a strong wind howled, directly about to crush Mu Hao.

Mu Hao slashed horizontally with a backhand, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the two swords collided. Yan Qianfeng only felt that the power on his fast and swift sword was pulled to the side, and it couldn't work, making his face change. Quickly flew back, the sword qi spread, the sword qi attached to the blade, and the light blue mana permeated it. Mu Hao used his mana and spread it to the Jin Yan Sword, without using his sword intent.

"This is a holy product lower-level sword technique "Scorching Sun Sword Technique" that I have cultivated to the fullest, and it is extremely powerful. Now, I'm going to do it. Yan Qianfeng said, extremely serious, and suddenly a wind appeared around his body, these winds, in addition to being fierce, also had a terrible taste, and carried the momentum of burning everything.

Immediately, Yan Qianfeng's void slashed with a sword, and a fiery red sword qi burst into the air, letting out a sharp roar. Mu Hao hurriedly ran the Heavenly Thunder Lightning Footwork, quickly dodged, and avoided Yan Qianfeng's sword qi. At the same time, Yan Qianfeng stabbed straight with a sword, which was more powerful than the previous sword, and there was a trace of tragedy contained in it, affecting people's minds and making people be shocked in an instant.

But this has no effect on Mu Hao. "Good swordsmanship. Mu Hao let out a low snort, and the Qingfeng swordsmanship was displayed, like a wisp of wind spreading and blowing away, Qing and Lie collided instantly, one sword and one style, and collided again and again, almost comparable. In a certain area on the preaching platform, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, the forest was cold, and there were countless winds blowing and wandering and dissipating, whining, human figures staggering and colliding, and the sonorous sound was piercing and long, and the two were staggered and separated.

"I didn't expect that you also cultivated holy magic skills. Yan Qianfeng was a little surprised, and said with a solemn face. Under normal circumstances, the newly promoted inner disciples are all cultivating low-level magic skills, and there are really very few people like Mu Hao who enter the inner gate with holy magic skills.

After that, Yan Qianfeng shot again. This time, the speed of the sword was faster and more powerful, almost twelve points of casting. Mu Hao also showed his swordsmanship to the fullest. Yan Qianfeng began to be depressed, because his sword often couldn't touch Mu Hao's sword, and even if he did, it felt as if it had slipped past the side, and there was nowhere to focus. It's like hitting the target with all your might, and it's very uncomfortable.

Moreover, Yan Qianfeng gradually found that his rhythm was disrupted, and he could no longer use his sword according to his own will. can only passively change sword moves with Mu Hao's sword moves. Suddenly, Yan Qianfeng's face changed greatly, because he knew very well that when a swordsman couldn't control the rhythm of his sword, he was already at a disadvantage.

Aggrieved, very aggrieved, obviously the mana cultivation is much more advanced than Mu Hao, but he was led by Mu Hao's nose, and all the advantages were gone, he finally realized how Yun Saifeng felt at that time.

Yan Qianfeng burst out, and suddenly the sword qi burst out and flew towards Mu Hao, so that Mu Hao had to dodge. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Hao used footwork to quickly retreat, widening the distance, his face changed, his eyes were weird, and even with a little jealousy.

"Your swordsmanship and magic skills ......" Yan Qianfeng didn't know what to say for a while. He felt that even Shen Jing's swordsmanship was not so perverted. "Let's decide the winner with one move, I'm going to perform the final killer move of the Scorching Sun Swordsmanship, the Scorching Sun Tornado!"

"Xuanri lore!" Mu Hao said softly. "Okay, come on, let's do it together. Yan Qianfeng was a little expectant, but also a little helpless, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't fight Mu Hao in swordsmanship and was led by the nose, he wouldn't be willing to perform the last killing move so quickly.

A trace of tragedy suddenly intensified, and the tiny cyclone generated by the intersection of sword qi appeared all around. The strong wind was whistling, whining, Yan Qianfeng's black hair was flying, the corners of his clothes were fluttering, the wind seemed to rush out of the soles of his feet, spinning at high speed, making his black hair rush straight up, and the whole person was more like he was about to fly.

Yan Qianfeng's tragic and fierce momentum was amazing. But on the other hand, Mu Hao didn't move at all, and he couldn't even feel the wind blowing around him.

"Scorching Sun Tornado!" A loud shout, extremely fierce, Yan Qianfeng raised his sword and slashed heavily, and in an instant, a roaring sound sounded, and a fiery red tornado with a diameter of nearly one meter swept towards it quickly, and where it passed, the air was shattered.

"Xuanri lore!" Mu Hao raised his sword in his hand, and a red-golden wind blade, nearly a meter long, slashed away at a faster speed, and the space was like a cake being cut. With this sword, Mu Hao used a trace of the mystery of the sword intent of fire, making the speed of Xuanri's lore faster and more powerful.

With a thud, the Xuansun lore collided with the scorching sun tornado. Mu Hao and Yan Qianfeng were stunned, and under the high-speed rotation of the fierce wind tornado carried by the scorching sun tornado cast by Yan Qianfeng, they were about to smash the Xuansun lore performed by Mu Hao. But the Xuanri lore is extremely condensed, and the color is a little deeper than the scorching sun tornado, and it cuts into the scorching sun wind tornado little by little.

When he cut halfway in, the speed suddenly accelerated, and with a snort, he cut through the scorching sun tornado and killed Yan Qianfeng. Although there was only less than half a meter left, it still made Yan Qianfeng shocked, and he hurriedly released his sword qi and quickly moved to dodge.

"You...... You...... You pervert...... I won't compete with you again in the future......" Yan Qianfeng stammered and pointed at Mu Hao, and finally burst out of a sentence.

Mu Hao's life is very regular, getting up early to practice the Eight Scenes Picture Record Gong, then to the preaching platform to practice magic skills, and then returning to the pond to practice swordsmanship, comprehending the sword momentum at night, and turning the day.

Since Yan Qianfeng was defeated by Mu Hao with all his might, Yan Qianfeng said that he would not fight with Mu Hao anymore. It's really hurtful, that feeling is too aggrieved, Yan Qianfeng doesn't want to experience it a second time, otherwise it will form a psychological shadow.

"Senior Brother Mu Hao, tomorrow is the time for you to go to the life and death arena. Gui Wei's little face was full of worry. In the past few days, Mu Hao has been instructing her swordsmanship from time to time, and now the swordsmanship skills she has practiced are also very close to completion. This kind of progress, at least on top of her months of hard training, made her extremely grateful to Mu Hao.

"Don't worry. Mu Hao said lightly, and then walked up to the second floor. Mu Hao's strength has been consolidated on the fourth layer of the foundation, and after three days of polishing, the vain impact caused by successive promotions has been eliminated. As for the sword momentum, there is still no breakthrough.

The night passed, and at dawn the next day, Mu Hao woke up, washed up, and began to cultivate, not feeling nervous and anxious because of the upcoming life-and-death duel. Clothed in a deep chill, he came to the preaching platform again to practice magic skills.