Volume 1: This is a world that speaks with weapons Chapter 29: Sword Intention, a New Level
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the instant kill scene created by Bai Tianhe was exactly the same as the scene shown by Qi Ji in the morning.
Qi Ji and Yan Qing sat up straight, their eyes fixed on the young swordsman on the screen.
Yan Qing beside him murmured to himself: "Brother Qi, to be honest, I feel that Bai Tianhe is probably stronger than you..."
Qi Ji nodded solemnly. What Yan Qing said was true. Judging from the momentum and natural moves he displayed, he was probably not as good as this sword saint.
After Bai Tianhe defeated his opponent instantly, he calmly left the stage. The subsequent fights with other players could no longer attract Qi Ji's attention.
Soon, the morning elimination round ended successfully. Half of the 520 rookie contestants were eliminated, leaving 260.
Including Qi Ji, three contestants who demonstrated performances beyond the rookie level attracted the attention of all the audience and contestants.
Lunch time.
In the cafeteria of the stadium, Zhang Zizai and Du Xishan looked at Qi Jiyanqing and others with heavy expressions.
"I didn't expect that such people would appear this year, and there are two of them at once." Du Xishan still finds it incredible.
Zhang Zizai seemed very depressed: "I originally thought that with Qi Ji and Yan Qing this year, our Cang Feng would be able to secure two of the top three places."
He scratched his head. "I thought that even if they were the disciples of the Sword Saint or the people from the Sword Pavilion, no matter how strong they were, they couldn't be that strong. I didn't expect that both of them were close to the sixth level, and Bai Tianhe was even more exaggerated. He had actually been polished into the 'Sword Intent' by Sword Saint Yu. This time it's all for nothing."
"Sword intent?" Qi Ji quickly caught a new term that was obviously inconsistent with his daily life and had only been seen in novels.
Yan Qing also widened his eyes beside him.
"Yes, it is the sword intention."
Zhang Zizai glanced at Qi Ji and sighed, "Only when you are sincere to the sword can you achieve the ultimate in swordsmanship. Today I have learned a lot."
Without further ado, Zhang Zizai immediately told several people the origin of the sword meaning: "It is recorded in the ancient book "Records of Swords and Weapons" that in the last years of the Guang Dynasty, there was a Tujia swordsman who loved swords since childhood and was obsessed with swords. He practiced swordsmanship and never left his sword when walking, sitting or lying down, but few people saw him competing with swords. Many years later, the Jinyiwei of the imperial court suddenly came to slaughter the village. The death of a fellow villager made the swordsman draw his sword in anger. In an instant, the sword energy rushed into the sky, unstoppable, and he killed 23 masters of the Jinyiwei in a row. In the end, he died of exhaustion in a life-and-death battle with the leader "Wolf"."
Zhang Zizai took a sip of water and continued, "Later, according to Wolf's own account in his later years, the swordsman looked like an ordinary person before he drew his sword, but after he drew his sword, his eyes were as bright as stars, like a sword beam, which was unbearable to look at. His whole body was filled with sword energy, and any ordinary moves he made were natural, like a heavenly sword. If this swordsman had not learned advanced sword techniques, and had not exhausted his strength after beheading twenty-three generals in a row, I'm afraid Wolf himself would have been killed by him."
After he finished speaking, Zhang Zizai sighed and said, "This is the origin of the saying of sword intent. People who have cultivated sword intent are like swordsmen on behalf of heaven. They can often strike at the most appropriate time. They only need one-third of their strength to achieve one-fifth of the effect. They can also transform ordinary sword moves into magic."
Yan Qing's eyes lit up as he listened to the story, as if he couldn't wait to replace the swordsman with sword intent.
Qi Ji was also fascinated, but he was more concerned about Bai Tianhe, so he said, "Uncle Zhang, according to you, Bai Tianhe has already mastered this mysterious sword intent?"
"That's right. When you open your eyes, you will feel a surge of energy. When you unsheathe your sword, your sword will surge and your edge will be revealed." Zhang Zizai sighed, "This is a spiritual sublimation that requires a sincere heart to the sword. Ordinary people like Du Xishan and I are bound by worldly concerns. I'm afraid we will never reach that level in this lifetime."
Yan Qing immediately said: "So I still have great hope. I've made up my mind!" He slapped the table lightly.
"I also want to comprehend the sword's meaning!"
Qi Ji smiled and followed Yan Qing to pat the table: "I've decided! I also want to comprehend the sword intent! No, the knife intent!"
etc.
Why does the knife intent sound a little inferior to the sword intent?
Yan Qing pouted and glared at Qi Ji, expressing his contempt for the tape recorder.
The afternoon match was from 260 to 130, and with the organizer's technical allocation, the seeded players still did not meet each other. There is no need to describe in detail the bullying game.
Strong seeded players such as Li Kuang, Fang Hanxing, and Yan Qing successfully advanced.
Qi Ji, Bai Tianhe and Qin Zijin have been preliminarily judged by the competition committee to have a strength close to 6th dan, making them the strongest class in this rookie competition, and have a clear strength gap with the seeded players behind them.
Qi Ji still used one hand, relying on the tremendous power brought by his transcendence, combined with the ability to see through things at the level of five or above, he chopped off his opponent's weapon with one blow, and then ended the match with another blow to the head, advancing extremely quickly - he chose the most satisfying style of play for the audience.
Qin Zijin still wielded the one-handed soft sword, and his sword moved as fast as a snake, using his graceful body movements and sword skills to easily defeat his opponent.
Bai Tianhe still used the same fighting style as Qi Ji, also using one sword to chop off the opponent's weapon and then hitting the opponent's head. Except that he held the sword with both hands, his sword route was a complete replica of Qi Ji's moves.
This made Qi Ji even more certain that this was definitely intentional.
The first day of auditions and eliminations is over, with 130 contestants remaining. Tomorrow, many seeded contestants will face strong competition!
Qi Ji had a premonition that he would meet the Sword Saint's disciple and the Sword Pavilion Walker at the very end, and then they would be able to determine who was better.
At night, full of nervousness and anticipation, he fell asleep again.
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[Select: Enter the lower level]
[Tower of Transcendence·Human Stage·Final Floor]
[It is about to surpass the human level. The form of this level is different from the previous one. Please explore carefully.]
[Current Transcendence 85, Spirituality 100/100]
Qi Ji admitted that he was stimulated by Bai Tianhe and Qin Zijin, and that continuing to fight to the death with the giant swordsman had not improved him much, so he decided not to waste time any more and chose to go to a new level!
The fog panel dissipated, and Qi Ji looked around immediately and found that he was in a village with ruins.
It was a tragic and desolate scene. In the vast snow, the villages, which were mainly made of wooden structures, suffered serious destruction and damage. There were raging fires everywhere, and the collapsed tiles, rotten wood and broken stone walls of the houses were scattered on the ground. The streets were already in tatters, and there were many broken and incomplete bodies, which made people feel terrified.
"This is..." Qi Ji looked around in a daze, unable to adapt for a moment.
It was like a ruined village swept by war, with corpses everywhere, like hell on earth. The disgusting strong smell of blood rushed to his nose, coupled with the choking smell of gunpowder, forcing Qi Ji to cover his mouth and nose.
A familiar light path appeared in the field of vision, winding along the street, extending to the bottom of a large Tujia-style tower, then spiraling up along the wooden stairs of the tower, and finally flashing brightly at the top of the tower.
Qi Ji looked at the end of the light path and knew that the destination of this floor was that location, so he forced himself to calm down, remained vigilant and walked quickly towards the tower.
He hadn't taken a few steps when he saw a corpse in front of him.
