Chapter 245: Sword Pond, Sword Maniac
On the stage, the Wu Hou who claimed to be the successor of Jian Chi was the closest to Lu Xun.
Because Lu Xun flew down from the high platform and... stole the arena from Wu Hou.
Therefore, the two are on the same stage.
After this Wu Hou took a few steps forward, he was not too far away from Lu Xun.
The reason why he was able to move forward several steps was simply because he activated his sword heart.
Among the seventeen people, he had the lowest cultivation level and had barely entered the initial stage.
Converted into the level of game characters, he is only level eleven.
Not to mention Lu Xun, I guess Xiao Chaner could easily defeat him by relying on her suppression of cultivation.
Wu Hou, although the one with the lowest cultivation, is the only one among the seventeen challengers who has developed a sword heart.
As mentioned before, Jianchi is a sect from ancient times. As a former holy land of swordsmanship, the purpose of Jianchi is to sharpen the sword heart.
This sect is very strange, and its requirements for swordsmanship are even higher than its cultivation level.
Like this Wu Hou, although his cultivation is low, his sword heart is indeed well-honed. He is even more insightful than Ye Sui'an when he first reached the great perfection of the initial realm!
I think that when Ye Sui'an first entered the initial stage, he was definitely not as good as him in terms of .
“It seems that this person has a good talent in swordsmanship, but his aptitude for practice is rather poor.” Lu Xun came to the conclusion in his mind.
No wonder I never heard of Jianchi Wuhou when I was playing games in my previous life. People like him have to endure a long period of time.
If he could make it to the late stage, with his achievements in swordsmanship, he would surely become a prominent figure among sword practitioners.
But if you can't make it to the late stage and your cultivation level can't be raised, then in terms of overall strength, it's actually just that.
There is a saying that goes "One person's strength can defeat ten people with skills", which means that a person with great strength can defeat ten people with martial arts skills.
If this person is only a practitioner at the third or fourth realm, no matter how well he polishes his sword heart and how high his sword intent is, he will not be able to withstand the overwhelming spiritual power of the great practitioners at the seventh realm.
Moreover, if the level of cultivation cannot be improved, the upper limits of sword heart and sword intent will also be affected.
“Since I have never heard of such a person in my previous life, I think he probably didn’t make it.” Lu Xun guessed in his mind, but did not come to a direct conclusion.
And he had just divided the power of the small sword in the sword heart into seventeen parts. Now there was only one Wu Hou left. If he wanted to, relying on Wu Hou's cultivation that had just entered the initial stage, Lu Xun could directly knock the bronze sword in his hand away.
Your swordsmanship is indeed good, better than Ye Sui'an's, but still worse than mine.
Just looking at Wu Hou who was struggling forward, Lu Xun thought about it and did not make it more difficult for him. Instead, he just silently controlled the small sword in the sword heart to see how far this so-called successor of the Sword Pool could go.
The reason why he did this was simple: because this man was sincere and wanted to learn from him, Lu Xun had a good impression of him, that was all.
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As time passed, Wu Hou had already changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding it with both hands.
The bronze sword without a tip moved forward slowly and with great difficulty.
Anyone with a little common sense could tell that Lu Xun had some spare energy and did not increase the difficulty.
Shen Yan and others watched with a smile, feeling so proud in their hearts.
In their opinion, Junior Master's performance was perfect.
Not only did he show his strength and edge, but he also showed that he cherished talent at this moment.
Look at the young practitioners under your tutelage, who one of them has the strength and bearing of our junior uncle?
If the occasion wasn't too formal, Shen Yan and the others might have laughed out loud.
Oh, my old face, why is it that I look so proud?
On the ring, Wu Hou's coarse cloth gown was soaked with sweat. He had deep forehead wrinkles and rough skin. At this moment, even the blue veins on his forehead were extremely obvious.
Many muscles in his body were trembling slightly, but the hand holding the sword was steady, very steady.
Without making any roar, but just a muffled groan, this man in coarse clothes and with extremely rough skin began his final sprint.
A very faint aura appeared around his bronze sword.
Lu Xun felt this and couldn't help but smile.
On the high platform, the elders of Yijian Mountain and Wanjian Mountain could not help but frown, feeling horrified.
"Sword Intention!"
"He actually comprehended the sword's meaning!"
Although this trace of sword intent was very faint, much fainter than when Lu Xun first had the sword intent, it was still sword intent!
A person who spent five years cultivating to the initial stage actually developed sword intent!
These two elders from the Holy Land of Sword Cultivation had never seen such disciples in their own sects.
What surprised them the most was that the sword intent used by this Wu Hou was of very poor quality!
It could be said to be one of the worst sword intentions they had ever seen.
It was bad enough that they were surprised.
Just like when we first started writing as children, some people’s first handwriting might be pretty good, while others’ might be ugly.
For people with high aptitude in kendo, their kendo skills will be quite clear when they first develop them.
When you first comprehend the sword intent, it will be quite advanced.
Those with poor aptitude can only barely comprehend, and if they do, the quality will be much lower.
Then, everyone's previous guess was wrong. Not only did this person have poor aptitude in cultivation, but his aptitude in swordsmanship was not much better!
Lu Xun did not look down on him because of this, but instead looked up to him.
Wu Hou's hands holding the sword were covered with calluses.
The coarse cloth gown he wore was very old.
His skin was rough, obviously having experienced a lot of wind and sun before he had made progress in cultivation. Until now, it has not improved with the nourishment of spiritual power.
He was the first person to stand up and insist on asking Lu Xun for advice under the demonstration of the Demon Sect disciples.
He didn't even hesitate for a second.
He performed according to the ancient ritual, holding a long sword in his hand, and begged for guidance.
This is not a sword pool, this is a sword maniac.
When this faint sword intent arose, Wu Hou took several steps forward, then charged forward with a determined look in his eyes.
It was only a few steps away from Lu Xun’s so-called three feet around his body!
At this moment, Lu Xun moved.
He directly removed the power of the small sword in the sword heart.
Lu Xun put his two fingers together, and a sword energy emerged from his fingertips.
In fact, with his current strength, he can kill this Wu Hou with just one sword!
But after the sword energy was generated, he also displayed his own sword intent.
Like smoke and fog, it lingered around the sword energy.
——Mist Sword!
The artistic conception of his sword is too different from that of Wu Hou's sword.
There is a world of difference!
One is high above, higher than the mountains.
A man was struggling underground, covered in mud.
The sword energy collided with the sword energy, and the sword intent intertwined with the sword intent.
After just a face-off, Wu Hou flew backwards and fell off the stage.
His sword energy and sword intent were so vulnerable in front of Lu Xun.
He used all his strength, but he couldn't even block Lu Xun's casual sword.
Not to mention that Lu Xun can also perform sword formation.
"You lost." Lu Xun said calmly.
He admitted that it was a competition.
He didn't say this to the other sixteen people.
Wu Hou touched the ground with both hands and stood up with difficulty.
There was blood at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were bright.
He coughed several times, spat out a mouthful of blood, then held the sword with both hands again and lifted it up, exactly the same as when he first asked for instruction.
Wu Hou said in a deep voice: "Thank you for drawing your sword, Senior!"
"Jianchi Wu Hou, I am grateful for your teaching!"
Lu Xun held the scabbard in his hand, saluted him back, and said in the same way:
"Lu Xun of the Demon Sect, I am grateful for your instruction."
Win beautifully, lose honorably.
But Lu Xun didn't really think too much about it. His idea was extremely simple:
"There's no reason to look down on an ordinary person running madly."
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