At the border of the Dragon Country, on the peak of Tiger Subdue Mountain.
The two figures looked at each other in the distance.
One of them was dressed in a green robe and held a green sword in his sleeve. He looked forward with an indifferent expression.
The other person was wearing a black robe and holding a black longsword that was emitting clouds from the mountains. There was also a red scabbard hanging on his back.
"Ao Jian, I still won!"
Drops of blood dripped from the wrist of the green-robed figure. At this moment, the hand holding the sword loosened, and the Qingfeng sword fell to the ground.
" I was the one who accidentally killed your father in the battle back then. I was at fault. I understand your desire for revenge, but your talent in the Way of the Sword is still inferior to mine. Even if I give you another ten or twenty years, you won't be a match for me.”The black-robed man looked at Ao Jian with a complicated expression.
"Heavenly talent?" A pained expression gradually appeared on the face of the man from Green Mountain.
He thought about how he had practiced his swordsmanship so hard for revenge, abandoned his wife and daughter, and devoted himself to swordsmanship. But in the end, it was all for nothing.
Ao Jian's heart was filled with unwillingness. He raised his head once again, his expression ferocious. He reached out and grabbed the Green Peak Sword, which suddenly floated up and was tightly grasped in his hand.
"Again!"
Green lotus sword flowers bloomed on the mountain peak, breaking through the clouds and mist, and sharp swords shot in all directions.
"Ao Jian, your sword heart is unstable. If you continue to fight, you might go astray!”
As he spoke, the black-robed man held his sword horizontally in front of him. A huge sword shadow appeared and enveloped him. No matter how the sword qi raged on the outside, the inside was as stable as Mount Tai.
" Ah! Die!"
Ao Jian's eyes were bloodshot, and he had completely fallen into a state of madness. He kept waving his sword, and the demonic nature in his heart kept increasing.
"Bang!"
A crisp sound rang out. The sword qi on the mountain peak seemed to have lost its source and dissipated completely. The Green Peak Longsword also broke at this moment.
Ao Jian fell to his knees and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ai, Ao Jian, although you're obsessed with the sword, you've already completely fallen into the devil's grasp. Repent and be saved, abandon your sword!”
Ao Jian didn't reply this time. He just stared at the broken sword in a daze, as if his mind had been sucked dry.
"Sigh ~"
Ruthless sighed again, put away the black sword, and turned to leave.
The clouds on the mountain peak shrouded Ao Jian once again. Ao Jian was still staring blankly at his sword, like a puppet that had lost its mind.
......
A year later, in the drizzling rain, Ao Jian's figure appeared once again on the streets of the old town paved with bluestone.
His figure walked out of the town along the small road, treading on the muddy ground all the way up the mountain.
When he arrived at the peak, Ao Jian looked at the two tombstones that were leaning against each other from afar. They were almost covered by weeds, and he turned around and left again.
Infatuated in the way of the sword, the sword was his life. In order to practice the sword, he had lost too much. Even if the death of his wife and daughter had made him wish he was dead, he had never regretted it.
The body became a sword, so it was given the name Ao Sword!
This was what his father had told him, and he had been working hard for it.
However, Ao Jian was completely lost.
His father had been accidentally killed in the battle with Wu Qing, but even if he had abandoned everything for the sake of the sword, he was still no match for him.
He did not know where he should go next, nor did he know where to pursue the illusory supreme sword path.
Ao Jian continued to walk in a daze and dispirited manner. He walked without a direction or a goal. He just wanted to find the supreme sword path in his heart.
On this day, Ao Jian, who had lost his soul and disheveled hair, leaned against a corner of the street with a dispirited expression.
At this moment, two young men walked past him."
" Hey, did you know? Yesterday, the Demolition Office and the Paladin were fighting in the wild again. There's a Berserker Blade Master who's invincible. His swordsmanship must be a super expert in real life. I really want to be his disciple and learn swordsmanship."
Hearing this, Ao Jian, who was hiding in the corner, suddenly stood up and grabbed the young man's arm.
"A sword expert? Where is it? Tell me where it is!"
"Ah, you're hurting me." The young man's face turned red from the pain and he slapped Ao Jian's arm.
"Tell me, where is the sword expert?”
" Battle Online. In the Battle Online game, his name is Mu Jiuge."
......
This was Ao Jian's first time coming into contact with a virtual reality device. After clumsily dressing up, he put on the virtual helmet and entered the battle online.
Ao Jian was shocked when he saw the real world.
He had lived in a remote ancient town since he was young. He had practiced swordsmanship since he was young and was obsessed with it. This was the first time he had come into contact with such high-tech equipment.
Fortunately, there were game guides for creating characters. Following the steps, he chose Berserker with a sword and officially started the game.
Ao Jian, who had reached the Subtle realm, had a deeper understanding of reality and illusion than other players. He even suspected that everything before him was real.
However, he only had one goal, and that was to find Mu Jiuge and experience his swordsmanship.
During this process, he did not kill a single wild monster. He just kept asking and searching.
After spending most of the day, he finally met Mu Jiuge from the demolition office.
"I want to challenge you!" This was Ao Jian's first sentence.
Looking at the Level 0 mark on Ao Jian's head, Mu Jiuge smiled and shook her head.""Come back when your level is higher!"
"You don't dare? The path of the sword heart is indomitable. You're not worthy of practicing the sword!”Hearing Mu Jiuge's rejection, Ao Jian shook his head in disappointment and turned to leave.
Mu Jiuge was also a sword fanatic in real life. When she heard Ao Jian's words, she was furious."
"It's not up to you to say whether I'm worthy or not. Arrogant and conceited, if you want to fight, then I'll accompany you!”
This time, Ao Jian smiled. He turned around and raised his sword.
Unlike the other players, Mu Jiuge also bought a longsword from the Merchant Shop. She did not choose to use a large weapon like a greatsword or an axe, which were the most powerful for Berserkers.
There was a difference of 26 levels between the two of them. However, Mu Jiuge was completely stunned when they exchanged blows.
Ao Jian's sword technique and movement technique were completely different from any sword technique he had come into contact with. They were completely invisible, as if he was fighting a sword, a sharp killing sword.
In just three rounds, Ao Jian had stabbed him more than ten times, but he had not even touched Ao Jian once.
If not for her high level, good attributes, and defensive equipment, Mu Jiuge believed that she would have lost.
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