Under everyone's gaze, Pingan slowly flipped to the first page.
"The sword is the ruler of all weapons. The path of the sword is vast like smoke, and all living beings can only obtain ten percent of it…"
Nan Xiang stopped smiling and began to read the words seriously.
Ping 'an frowned and said thoughtfully,""This is the quintessence of all the Sword Dao in the world.”
Before they could recover from their shock, the ? The Art of Kendo ? on the ancient table suddenly changed! A beam of light that was enough to reach the heavens shot out from the ? The Art of Kendo ? and rushed straight to the ceiling of the stone hall!
Just as everyone was still immersed in the various explanations of Kendo in the ? The Art of Kendo ?, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared. The ? The Art of Kendo ?, which was quietly placed on the table, suddenly trembled. The fragile white paper turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, leaving only the words written in black ink floating in the air. As the entire book was inexplicably destroyed, the spiritual energy within a ten-meter radius began to riot. As if it had been stimulated or ordered, it turned into a torrent and danced in the air. The torrent of spiritual energy became larger and larger, and the amount of spiritual energy absorbed also increased. From the spiritual energy within a ten-meter radius to the spiritual energy within the entire stone hall, and even the spiritual energy outside the hall, it surged into the torrent in a frenzy. Streams of spiritual energy torrents that were like thin rivers gathered together, forming a huge spiritual energy spiral that quietly stopped in the air. "Hmm?" Chen Xuanyi suddenly stood up from the purple gold throne, his expression changed drastically. Why did the ? The Art of Kendo ? that he had spent so much effort on suddenly explode? The spiraling spiritual energy that filled the sky absorbed all the spiritual energy in the entire hall. Even the spiritual energy in everyone's dantian was not spared. No one had ever seen such a situation before, and they all revealed shocked expressions. At the moment of the change, Pingan subconsciously held the metal piece tightly. His hands trembled as he looked at the spiritual energy spiral in the air with vigilance. Someone quickly come and explain, my sword can't hold on any longer! When the spiritual energy in her dantian was lost, Nan Xiang sensed that something was wrong. She flipped her hand and pulled Feng Chirp Chirp behind her, and the two of them retreated repeatedly. "I seem to have seen this scene somewhere before.”Chen Yantang frowned and muttered to himself. He seemed to have read it from an ancient book. It was something that happened a long time ago. "Tell me what's going on!" Chen Xuanyi said anxiously. The Spirit Qi spiral above his head was getting bigger and bigger. He was afraid that this thing would suddenly explode and bury them all. "This should be the change that occurs when an ordinary item advances in quality.”Chen Yantang said uncertainly. He had seen this in the Empire's library when he was young. In the Mysterious Origin World, all living beings and treasures were not graded from the beginning. Even a divine artifact could have been a spirit artifact ten thousand years ago. Even if it was a heaven-grade heavenly resource, it might have been a weed 100,000 years ago. After a long period of time, the baptism of heaven and earth, and the tide of spiritual energy, everything had the possibility of upgrading. And every time a living treasure leveled up, it would cause a huge spiritual qi tide. This kind of scene was still considered small. "Is he going to level up?" Nan Xiang said with a surprised expression. She had heard rumors about the advancement of ranks, but this was the first time she had seen it, so it was very novel. Chen Xuanyi was dumbfounded. Could it be that I wrote something awesome? As the spiritual energy tide gathered to the peak, endless spiritual energy instantly surged into the black ink words left behind. Under the illumination of the translucent white light, everyone could vaguely see that a brand new book formed completely from spiritual energy was slowly condensing. The spiritual energy tide that had poured out in full force turned into white paper in just a minute, absorbing the black ink words that were floating in the air. Surrounded by the sparkling white light, the brand new sword technique slowly fell and laid flat on the table. It was not over yet. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the brand-new ? The Art of Kendo ? suddenly opened its cover, and a golden light shot out from the inside of the book, shooting straight to the top of the ancient hall. The dazzling golden light dimmed in an instant, leaving behind an ethereal shadow. The shadow was in human form, holding a six-foot-long sword and slowly waving it. Every time the shadow swung his sword, he was demonstrating something. Everyone knew. The phantom was demonstrating something. The sword technique of the Sword Quintessence! Ping 'an's eyes were filled with fanaticism as he stared at the humanoid figure in the air without blinking. The gazes of the others were also burning. Even if they didn't use swords, they knew that this was something that could only be encountered by chance. They all calmed down and learned. There were only two people present who could not understand. One was Chen Xuanyi, and the other was Feng Qiuqiu. Phoenix Chirp Chirp wasn't a human, so he knew that Chen Xuanyi wouldn't be able to understand it alone. The humanoid shadow's movements were mysterious and mysterious. Its movements seemed slow but were abnormally fast. One move after another. This was a fast sword!
All martial arts in the world were invincible, only speed was unbreakable.
The fast sword began with the momentum of accumulating a thousand blades. With the movement of his fingers, the wind was silent, the air was still, the light was shadowless, and the fast sword was traceless.
The long sword in the mysterious man's hand was like a white light in the sky, carrying an incomparable sharpness as it flashed with every sword light.
The demonstration of the Fast Sword Dao had already been completed before everyone had even comprehended 30% of it. Gradually, the shadow dissipated, leaving behind the self-opened ? The Art of Kendo ? lying on the table, emitting a faint fluorescent light. Even though the phantom had disappeared, everyone was still immersed in the aftertaste and enlightenment, not saying a word for a long time. A silent atmosphere enveloped the hall. The sound of breathing and heartbeats could be heard clearly, as if space had been locked and time had stopped. Chen Xuanyi returned to his seat and looked at the pensive faces of the people below him. He couldn't help but feel puzzled. What are you guys pretending for? I can't even understand the ones with the highest cultivation, so how can you guys understand them? But even so, he did not make a sound and just waited for them to come back to their senses. After a full incense stick of silence, Nan Xiang, who had the highest aptitude, woke up first. Her fair face was flushed, and a drop of sweat flowed down her smooth forehead. "A phenomenon descended from the sky. This is a heaven-grade sword technique that has directly surpassed earth-grade!”Nan Xiang muttered to herself as she looked at the ? The Art of Kendo ? on the table in shock. It wasn't that she hadn't seen any phenomena from the sky. She was born with one. The nine-tailed celestial fox phenomenon came with the Dao, shocking the Holy Region. However! She had never expected to see a phenomenon descending from the sky in her ordinary sect! Nan Xiang couldn't help but look at Chen Xuanyi, but no matter how she looked at him, his aptitude was very mediocre. Could it be that my little sect master has a secret like me? Nan Xiang threw this thought away as soon as it appeared in her mind. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Even if there is a secret, can it be bigger than mine? After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Chen Yantang also woke up. He looked at Nan Xiang with a bitter smile."Third Senior Sister, how much do you understand?”Nan Xiang gave him a sideways glance.”"Sigh, I only got 20%." Chen Yantang sighed. Then, he looked up at Chen Xuanyi and said solemnly,""Master, how much do you understand?" "Huh?" Chen Xuanyi was slightly stunned. He couldn't possibly say that he hadn't looked at the sky at all, right? "I wrote this. What do you think?" Chen Xuanyi thought for a moment and gave a vague answer, letting him guess. "That's true. Master must have comprehended everything before creating it.”
Chen Yantang looked at Chen Xuanyi with more respect. He shared the heaven-grade sword technique with his disciples without hesitation. Such a magnanimity was really incomparable!
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