Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

Luo Song, who fell outside the competition arena, looked pale and horrified.

"I lost?"

"How can it be?"

"How could I lose to Meng Li!"

Luo Song's eyes were blood red and he said in disbelief.

In Luo Song's heart, Fang Yiyun's disciples, except for Lin Bai, should be completely crushable by him, but he never expected that Meng Li could defeat him in just a few moves. !

When Lin Bai saw Meng Li spinning the dagger, he was surprised and said: "Light Sword Way!"

Fang Yiyun chuckled and said: "This is Zimu Kendo!"

"Zi Mu Kendo?" Lin Bai frowned.

Fang Yiyun said: "Yes, Zimu Kendo is a combination of Domineering Sword Dao and Light Sword Dao, but for a sword cultivator, practicing Zimu Kendo requires extremely high talent."

"Especially... master the method of multitasking!"

"Once mastered in Zimu Swordsmanship, one can be both offensive and defensive, advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and have infinite power. It has both the fierceness of Domination Swordsmanship and the elegance of Light Swordsmanship..."

When Lin Bai heard Fang Yiyun's words, he nodded slightly and said lightly in his heart: "This is as good as a two-handed sword!"

"I rarely use the two-handed sword since I was on Miracle Ridge."

Lin Bai smiled faintly in his heart.

Although he had not used a two-handed sword for many years, Lin Bai never forgot it.

But now seeing Meng Li perform the Zimu Kendo, it seemed to open a door for Lin Bai. Lin Bai felt that the Zimu Kendo was more suitable for him, because Lin Bai had mastered the magical use of two-handed swords many years ago.

Doing two things, or even multi-tasking, is no longer too difficult for Lin Bai!

"I won."

Meng Li happily stuck the giant sword on the ground and looked at Luo Song with a smile.

With a look of humiliation on his face, Luo Song walked up to Bei Haiyan, lowered his head and said, "Master Bei, I'm sorry, I was careless."

Bei Haiyan looked displeased when he saw Luo Song turning pale, and said coldly: "I don't blame you. I didn't expect that Meng Li could actually understand the Zimu swordsmanship in five months!"

Su Ling said: "Pan Feiyang, go!"

Seeing Bei Haiyan's Luo Song defeated, Su Ling immediately turned cold and said directly to the person behind him.

"Yes, Master Su." Immediately, the warrior named Pan Feiyang jumped out and landed in the field.

Pan Feiyang landed on the ground, and without even saying a word to Meng Li, he flew over directly and struck Meng Li in front of him with a fierce palm.

Meng Li looked shocked, and hurriedly grabbed the giant sword and swung it hard. The giant sword seemed to have the power to shatter the sky and the earth, and slashed directly at Pan Feiyang.

At the same time, the dagger in Meng Li's hand was also fierce and bone-piercing.

As he opened his bows from left to right, the oncoming Pan Feiyang fell into a desperate situation in an instant. He was attacked repeatedly by Meng Li's giant sword and dagger. He was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and was defeated step by step!

"Stop it!"

"I surrender……"

"Pfft..."

After a round of fierce attacks, Pan Feiyang hurriedly shouted to Meng Li.

When Pan Feiyang finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, his face was pale, and he looked at Meng Li in panic.

Pan Feiyang had a premonition that if he continued to fight, within ten moves, he would be chopped into pulp by Meng Li's sword!

"Concession."

When he heard Pan Feiyang admitting defeat, Meng Li didn't take any action and said with clasped fists.

At this moment, Meng Li was panting, covered in sweat, and breathing heavily, as if he had consumed too much spiritual and physical energy.

Lin Bai saw this scene and said calmly: "Although Zimu Sword Art is extremely powerful, it consumes a lot of money for a warrior."

Fang Yiyun nodded slightly and said, "Yes, it requires extremely high physical and spiritual power from a warrior!"

"The giant sword in Meng Li's hand weighs about 7,800 kilograms. It is made of Tianxuan heavy iron. It is difficult for ordinary warriors to carry it without physical strength."

"And if he wants to use two swords, the spiritual power in his body needs to be extremely strong. Otherwise, he will not be able to hold on for long. Even if the opponent cannot defeat him, he will be defeated without fighting because of the exhaustion of spiritual power in his body and the weakness of his physical body. !”

Fang Yiyun said to Lin Bai softly.

Changsun Yun smiled and said: "Master Fang, is there no perfect martial arts in this world?"

Fang Yiyun chuckled and said: "Perfect, how can it be perfect?"

Lin Bai said: "The so-called cultivation means that when we are still young, we feel that we are not strong enough and want to get rid of birth, old age, illness and death, so we work hard to cultivate, get rid of the way of heaven, transcend the six paths of reincarnation, and become eternal life. This is cultivation!"

"If we are born perfect, without any flaws, no height or fatness, no beauty or ugliness, no hierarchy, no superiority or inferiority, no birth, old age, sickness and death, then why do we need to practice?"

"The so-called cultivation is nothing more than using your own efforts to make up for your own shortcomings!"

"If you think you are fat, you can lose weight. This is also cultivation."

"If you think you have lost weight, you can also gain weight. This is also cultivation."

"We are afraid of birth, old age, sickness and death, so as to understand the world, seek strength, transcend birth, old age, sickness and death, and become an eternal existence. This is also cultivation."

"Meng Li practices Zimu Kendo. If his spiritual power is insufficient, he will replenish his spiritual power. If his physical body is insufficient, he will train his physical body hard. If his weapons are insufficient, he will look for the divine iron of heaven and earth to refine the sword. This is the principle of Zimu Kendo. Practice!”

"Life is a practice, but everyone's purpose of practice is different."

"Because we are all perfect, we need to practice. If we are all perfect, knowing astronomy and geography, without fear of life or death, or the future, then what else would we practice?"

Lin Bai shook his head and smiled.

Changsun Yun and Shuxiang were both confused and smiled bitterly when they heard Lin Bai's words.

Fang Yiyun chuckled and said, "Did you hear that? That's why I said... Lin Bai, the reason why I can't teach him is because the world he sees has surpassed you too much."

"In fact, it surpassed me too much."

Fang Yiyun shook his head and said.

Changsun Yun, Shu Xiang, and Wu Ming all nodded slightly, showing deep respect when they looked at Lin Bai.

Fang Yiyun said: "Okay, Meng Li has reached his limit after two battles. Let him come down. Changsun Yun, you go and replace Meng Li."

Changsun Yun nodded slightly: "Yes, Master Fang."

Immediately, Changsun Yun walked onto the fighting field and was replaced by Meng Li.

Meng Li carried the giant sword and returned to Fang Yiyun. Although he was extremely tired, his face showed an unprecedented happy look, because this was the first time he had such a hearty battle, and he also won the victory. .

Changsun Yun came on the field and won two games in a row, both of which were big wins.

Later, under Fang Yiyun's instructions, Wu Ming went up and replaced Changsun Yun.