This time.

Chen Daoxuan simply did not control the flying sword remotely. As it turned out, controlling the flying sword against the white-clothed Taoist was useless.

Although the flying sword basically reads the sword under the control of the spiritual sense, the opponent seems to be even more exaggerated and can achieve the level of predicting the enemy's initiative.

Moreover, there is another disadvantage in remote control of flying swords, that is, it is impossible to exert the strength of body refining cultivation.

The Taoist in white clothes combines the cultivation of Qi and Body Refining, while Chen Daoxuan only uses his true energy to compete with the other party, and he loses innately.

You should know that under the premise that the two of them are the same in all aspects, this gap is enough to establish the outcome.

Not to mention that the swordsman in white is so powerful that Chen Daoxuan scolds her.

"You lost!"

This time, Chen Daoxuan lost faster.

He realized that remote control of the flying sword could not win the opponent at all, so he also learned from the opponent and changed to melee combat.

But this time, the other party used only one sword and swung his left and right hands at the same time, and took Chen Daoxuan's eyebrows.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Chen Daoxuan's forehead.

With thirty times of understanding, his sea of ​​consciousness frantically replayed the sword just now, but he never gained nothing.

Remotely controlling the flying sword can also attack four swords, and melee combat is only one sword!

Moreover, looking at the relaxed look of the Taoist in white, the other party obviously had a lot of effort.

Otherwise, the other party would kill Chen Daoxuan instead of easily defeating him.

Being able to defeat without killing proves that the Taoist in white is easy to fight against him.

"Come again!"

The next moment, another sword.

"Come again!"

The sword light flashed, the same posture.

"continue!"

“…”

After failures, Chen Daoxuan's stubbornness was completely aroused. Every time he failed, he kept deducing in his sea of ​​consciousness, looking for the flaws of Taoist in white.

Gradually, he seemed to be holding onto something.

The sword became a little different.

Seeing Chen Daoxuan's changes, the Taoist in white nodded slightly and pointed out: "Remote control of the flying sword is a combination of spirit and energy, while melee combat is a combination of spirit and spirit.

If you can achieve unity of energy and spirit, you can do the sword when you recite it, and control the flying sword, but you can't do it with your hands?"

Hearing this.

Chen Daoxun suddenly realized.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Next, Chen Daoxuan's sword technique changed drastically, and the originally erratic and anxious immortal sword immediately became calm.

This time, Chen Daoxuan supported four swords. In total, he was equal to the sword moves he supported when he controlled the flying sword from a long distance.

"Come again!"

Chen Daoxuan's eyes were bright and he laughed.

As time goes by, Chen Daoxuan has been supporting the white-clothed Taoist for longer and longer.

It took only half a day to go from the original one sword to the later four swords, five swords... and ten swords.

But after ten swords.

Chen Daoxuan seemed to be in a bottleneck and could not stand the tenth sword.

The Taoist in white clothes said that the unity of energy and spirit was one. When the sword came, he could already do it.

Speaking of it.

Before Chen Daoxuan entered the immortal path, he practiced sword technique for a while.

It’s just that kind of ordinary swordsmanship is simply impossible to compare with now.

In the eyes of those ordinary martial artists, the battle between Chen Daoxuan and the white-clothed Taoist at this time was a battle of immortals, and they were not even qualified to watch.

The ordinary melee sword techniques that Chen Daoxuan learned were naturally useless.

I recite the sword.

This is no longer impossible in ordinary people, not to mention that Chen Daoxuan's spiritual consciousness is many times faster than that of ordinary martial artists.

But this level of swordsmanship is obviously not enough.

Failed again and again, even with the blessing of thirty times of understanding, Chen Daoxuan's Taoist heart gradually became impetuous.

No one can accept failures again and again.

Chen Daoxuan is no exception.

Especially this kind of failure seems to be no different, and every time it is ten swords, you lose.

But in the eyes of Taoist white-clothed, the scenes they saw were completely different.

Although Chen Daoxuan still loses ten swords every time, defeat is different from defeat.

At the beginning, the ten swords he produced were easy and casual, but slowly, the ease on his face disappeared, and replaced by a solemn and serious expression.

In other words, Chen Daoxuan's sword skills are improving.

It's just that he doesn't know it himself.

Finally, one day later.

The Taoist in White spoke again: "Reciting the sword to the point, it is only the most basic level of sword technique. Any cultivator who has just entered the path of immortality can do it. If you can do this in melee, it proves that your use of fairy sword is no longer inferior to remotely controlling the flying sword, but it is far from enough to do this level!"

He paused, "The next step is to predict the enemy's initiative! Before the enemy's attack arrives, you will know the position of the attack, virtuality and reality. The deeper the realm of predicting the enemy's initiative, the greater the advantage you will get when you fight with the opponent."

"Predict the enemy's initiative..."

Chen Daoxuan secretly speculated about the meaning of the other party's words.

It is too general to just think of the enemy's initiative. Chen Daoxuan doesn't understand the true meaning of this sentence.

But after the white-clothed Taoist was given instructions, he did not mean to continue to explain, but just pulled Chen Daoxuan to fight again and again.

Fortunately, both of them are monks, and even if they persist for several months or even a year, it doesn’t matter.

Time passes by little by little.

Two days later.

With repeated failures, Chen Daoxuan finally discovered something different.

In the sea of ​​consciousness.

He could clearly "see" every sword that the Taoist in white was about to attack him. After "seeing" this scene, the pressure on Chen Daoxuan suddenly disappeared.

When the god arrives, you will be able to predict the enemy's initiative.

After the two were combined, Chen Daoxuan's time to support under the White-Clothed Taoist increased sharply.

One hundred swords, three hundred swords, five hundred swords...

In the end, as Chen Daoxuan found out that the enemy's leading position became more and more profound, he found that he could fight back and forth with the Taoist in front of him, and was not inferior to the other party at all.

In the dojo.

The two sword lights collided wildly, and the air was cut open, and even the space around them rippled.

The two fought from heaven to earth, and then flew from earth to the sky.

The two of them sometimes separated, controlled the flying sword attack from a long range, and flew together, fighting in close combat.

The stones on the temple are affected by any sword energy, leaving a bottomless dent.

Fortunately, this is a space of consciousness. No matter how many people fight, the damage caused will be restored afterwards. Otherwise, the temple would have been transformed into a pile of ruins for so long.

Chen Daoxuan was in a better mood when he fought, and the Taoist in white was getting more and more serious.

As Chen Daoxuan became more and more skillful in mastering the enemy's initiative, he found that as long as the enemy's attack did not exceed his limit, he could block it.

The cultivation, realm, and magic weapons of the Taoist in white are exactly the same as him. In theory, the other party cannot take him down at all.

"boom!!!"

The two collided again, then flew away and stood in the air.

Looking at Chen Daoxuan in front of him, a look of satisfaction finally appeared in the eyes of the Taoist in white clothes, and said, "You have passed the test."

Upon hearing this, Chen Daoxuan's face was happy.

In the past three days, I wonder how many times he has been abused by this white-clothed Taoist.
To be continued...