"Long time no see, old friend..."
Walking up to the humanoid blade monster, Wang Dong said hello even though he knew that the other person could not speak. After all, in this hundred years of loneliness, it was good to see the shadow of a person, even if the other person was not a real person.
After Wang Dong came over, the blade monster raised the long sword and assumed a posture that Wang Dong was very familiar with. It was the starting position of the Wanfa Guizong sword technique, and it was the same as the multi-fold sword used by Wang Dong. rut.
"Old man, I have learned a new sword skill again. I wonder if you can learn it immediately after I hit it once..." Seeing the posture of the blade monster, Wang Dong twitched the corner of his mouth. In the past hundred years, Half of the time, he was trying to break through the blockade of this blade monster. Through the duel with this blade monster, he already knew the opponent's path very well.
This humanoid blade monster uses a long ice-iron sword. It does not have any amazing sword skills. Every sword skill he uses is learned from Wang Dong. But even so, this blade monster was able to suppress Wang Dong for fifty years by relying on the sword skills it acquired from Wang Dong.
This blade monster not only has amazing imitation ability, but also has amazing combat power. It uses the same sword skills as Wang Dong, but every move is better than Wang Dong.
When he was still on the first level of the Wanfa Guizong, although Wang Dong understood where his mind was, he couldn't fully integrate it with the use of magic. After breaking through the second level of the Wanfa Guizong, Wang Dong suddenly realized many things in his mind. Where he was not thorough, now he has a higher level of understanding of his mind.
This feeling, Daohun once used food as an analogy to him. If he could only feel the deliciousness of a dish when he was on the first floor of Wanfa Guizong, then when he was on the second floor of Wanfa Guizong, he You will taste every ingredient and ingredient in this dish and realize the beauty of this combination.
This made Wang Dong feel a little complacent when he advanced to the second level of Wanfa Guizong. However, what the sword soul said next caused a big blow to Wang Dong: For a dish, no matter how good the diners are, No matter how much you understand, you can never compare to the chef who made this dish.
The understanding of the mind is long and subtle, and it progresses with the advancement of the return of all laws to the sect. Although Wang Dong has a lot of enlightenment, this is far from the end.
Although the sword soul hit Wang Dong like this, when Wang Dong spent a hundred years to advance to the second level of Wanfa Guizong, the sword soul couldn't help but marvel. The only way to reach this level in a hundred years is to have Only Wang Dong, who created the martial spirit, could do it.
Wang Dong and the Blade Monster each held the long knives in their hands, looking at each other with the edge of the Blade Monster's defense as the boundary. Wang Dong was the first to break the silence: "Then, my old friend, let me see. Will you learn a new understanding of the mind..."
As soon as Wang Dong finished speaking, he stepped over the edge of the Blade Monster's defense and raised his knife to attack. Seeing that Wang Dong had entered his defensive range, the Blade Monster directly used three consecutive knives. The three consecutive knives had already been struck by the Blade Monster. Wang Dong saw the proficiency of the monster's use and knew that he could not do this at all before.
But now, with a new understanding of his mind, he instantly saw the shortcomings of the blade monster's sword - the interval between the two auxiliary swords was slightly longer, which would give Wang Dong sufficient time to adjust and defend; four The swing distance of the double sword is slightly shorter, which also reduces the power of the quadruple sword.
Wang Dong could not see these flaws when he was still at the first level of Wanfa Guizong. After advancing to the second level, his mind advanced accordingly, but Wang Dong had a better understanding of these sets of sword techniques. New fixes and adjustments.
Wang Dong used a quadruple sword, and after blocking the blade monster's quadruple sword with force, he curled up his lips with satisfaction: "Now, it's my turn!"
It was also a three-sword strike. Wang Dong used it when the blade monster's offensive was getting old. The two seemingly random auxiliary knives forced the blade monster into the best attack position. The four knives combined with his heart. When the double knife fell, the blade monster could only raise the knife to block it.
After a loud noise, dozens of knives fell off the blade monster's body due to Wang Dong's blow. This caused it to quickly retreat two steps, and its head made of long knives turned sideways, as if it was using its non-existent weapon. His eyes looked at Wang Dong.
"Have you learned it?" After noticing the move of the blade monster, Wang Dong immediately knew that it was the blade monster trying to imitate Wang Dong's move. Wang Dong said, "If you are willing, it is not difficult to imitate the attack I just made. …”
"But the question is, do you have the intention?" Wang Dong did not intend to leave much time for the other party to study. A four-fold knife with a heart struck the opponent's vital point in a beautiful arc, as the last step in this eternal cage. A guard, Wang Dong has endured it for fifty years.
"Now, can you still stop my pursuit of freedom?" Wang Dong raised the broken sword and said loudly. The humanoid blade monster seemed to be stuck. After trying to imitate Wang Dong's movements to no avail, he began to get tired of fighting.
"Thanks to you and the past hundred years, I have made such a leap in my sword skills!" Wang Dong's broken sword kept being raised and lowered, and the blade monster began to jingle from side to side. Parts fell off one by one.
Just as Wang Dong said, this blade monster has no heart. It does not understand that the power of the same move can be so different, making it unable to parry. However, as the guard of the time prison at this time, it still tenaciously performs its duties. Fulfill your duty and fight anyone who dares to break into its defense.
"Then, goodbye!" After a fierce offensive, Wang Dong fired his last four-fold sword. The remaining sword hit the blade monster's head and was deeply embedded. Immediately, its humanoid body exploded. With a sound, it disintegrated into a pile of long knives that had lost their vitality.
"Huh..." The blade monster in the last knife room of the Seven-Step Knife Box was finally cleared by him, which made Wang Dong breathe a sigh of relief.
The hundred-year-long restraint made Wang Dong eagerly push open the last door in the seven-step knife box. When the air outside the knife box rushed to his face with the storm of blades, Wang Dong couldn't help but let out a cry. A long and pleasant moan.
"A hundred years later, I finally came out!" Wang Dong looked at the storm of flying knives outside the knife box and shouted loudly. After his mood calmed down, Wang Dong then looked around. , said: "How should I go back?"
That day, he was beaten into the storm of blades by a mace. He fell for a long time before he came to the eye of the storm of blades. If he wanted to return to the round platform, it was absolutely impossible with his current strength. things.
While Wang Dong was thinking about the way out, the storm of blades changed in his eyes. He saw that the flying knives caught in the storm were gathering in the same direction under the guidance of the wind. That direction was officially The position of the door where Wang Dong was standing.
"No way!" Wang Dong looked horrified. The flying knives in the sky were shooting at him, making Wang Dong feel like he had just stepped out of a wolf's den and entered a tiger's den again. Facing the vast expanse of silver glittering Wang Dong couldn't dodge the flying knife even if he tried his best.
"Aren't you going to let me go?" Wang Dong shouted angrily. If he wanted to avoid these flying knives, it would have to return to the knife box. This made Wang Dong very unwilling. Just when Wang Dong was close to When he was desperate, the shocking scene immediately made him open his mouth, ignoring the crisis in front of him.
I saw those flying knives suddenly stopped when they were still more than ten feet away from Wang Dong. These flying knives began to gather together, forming a group in place like a blade monster.
"Is this the eighth blade monster?" A look of horror appeared on Wang Dong's face. The sky was full of flying knives. How amazing was the body of the blade monster they combined
Under Wang Dong's gaze, his doubts were quickly solved. The combination of these flying knives was indeed a behemoth of staggering scale, but it was not a blade monster, but a blade that was several miles long. , the three ferocious characters of Qibu Dao were very obvious, attracting Wang Dong's eyes.
"This..." Wang Dong's face was suddenly filled with astonishment. These flying knives actually formed the blade of the Seven-step Sword!
"No wonder there are only seven knife handles left in this knife box. It turns out that their blades have all decomposed into flying knives, and they are all in this blade storm!" The voice of the sword soul also said with some surprise.
"So this is what Blade Storm is about..." Wang Dong suddenly understood the origin of the flying knives in Blade Storm, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but tremble. The seven giant knives in the seven-step knife box decomposed the blades and turned into countless flying knives. This formed the most terrifying and dangerous blade storm in the secret realm of blades.
What kind of power can do this!
When Wang Dong was amazed and confused, the huge blade of the seven-step knife slowly came towards Wang Dong. Thinking of the handle of the one-step knife that took him into the knife box that day, Wang Dong jumped onto the seven-step knife without hesitation. The huge blade of the step sword.
As soon as Wang Dong stood still on this huge thing, it began to lift up on the spot and flew straight into the sky.
When the round platform of Blade Temple appeared in Wang Dong's field of vision two hours later, Wang Dong had not recovered from the shock until the huge blade tilted up and dumped Wang Dong on the round platform like unloading cargo. He then looked around and murmured: "Am I... back?"
Looking sideways at the seven-step knife that was sent up to him, Wang Dong found that it disintegrated on the spot, turned into flying knives all over the sky again, and merged into the endless flying knives of Blade Storm.
After the blade storm returned to its original appearance, Wang Dong stood up from the round platform and walked to the knife handle base in the center of the round platform with trembling steps.
When he arrived at the Blade Temple, Wang Dong had twelve identity tokens on his body. During the duel with Mace, he embedded one into the base and was used by Mace for promotion. Now he still has it on his body. The remaining eleven tokens are still more than enough for promotion.
"The mace has successfully advanced..." Wang Dong said to himself as there was no more mace around him.
Wang Dong went to the seven-step knife box this time. Although it took more than a hundred years, because the time in the knife box stopped, it did not delay Wang Dong's real breath time. He only went back and forth between the round platform and the knife box. It took Wang Dong four days.
"It's been a hundred years, and I finally feel the long-lost soul power!" Wang Dong let out a long groan of joy. He did not rush to hand over the token, but sat cross-legged on the ground and started to use it only with the soul power. Kung Fu. After all, in his opinion, Jade Pan Pudu and Guihai Jue had not been practiced for hundreds of years, and he needed to pick them up immediately.
Feeling the feeling of full soul power again, Wang Dong stood up and came to the base of the handle and took out the token from his waist.
"Hey, if I could use my soul power in these hundred years, what kind of cultivation should I have now..." Wang Dong said flatly while embedding the token into the groove.
"Boy, don't be too greedy..." Daohun teased.
After the eleventh token was embedded in the base of the blade handle, as a ray of light fell from the round platform, Wang Dong's figure disappeared into the secret realm of the blade.
(End of chapter)