After adapting, Lin Xiao raised his legs again, as if tens of millions of kilograms of pressure were impacting his legs and feet, and as if countless hands were holding his legs and feet and pulling them back desperately to prevent him from taking this step.

Taking a difficult step and stepping down hard, the long river of swordsmanship seems to be shaking.

The pressure increased sharply, and the impact caused Lin Xiao's consciousness to shake violently, as if he was about to be defeated. At the same time, waves of secrets about the swords also came rushing in.

"It's reached the limit." Lin Xiao said secretly.

Last time it was fifteen steps, this time it is thirty-six steps. It is not as simple as doubling, because the difficulty of each step is increasing.

This means that my current accumulation and foundation in the sword path has reached a considerable level.

Unexpectedly, along the way, I have surpassed hundreds of people and left them behind.

But before, I could only look at their backs, this was the gap.

As soon as the thought occurred, Lin Xiao's consciousness immediately faded and eventually disappeared without a trace. When he regained consciousness, he had already returned to his body.

"Thirty-six steps..."

Lin Xiao opened his eyes and sighed slightly. All the secrets of swordsmanship and the mysteries of the sword were lingering in his mind, being continuously absorbed by him and made into his own.

The secrets given by the long river of swordsmanship are disordered, and everyone is the same. Only by comprehending, absorbing and making it one's own can it be considered a real gain. As for how to improve it and how much it can be improved, it all depends on one's ability.

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Different people have different insights into the gains from the same step, and the final gains are also different, either high or low.

The path of the sword exists in one heart and comes from one intention. Wherever the mind reaches, that is where the sword reaches.
Chapter completed!