But Xiaoyaozi has lived for five hundred years. Even if he is not a swordsman, his swordsmanship has already surpassed 99% of the swordsmen in the world.

I didn’t expect that Dugu Qiubai’s swordsmanship sixty years ago would be so terrifying.

Use the other person's talent.

Now I am afraid that my swordsmanship is truly magical.

…

Private room No. 7 on the sixth floor.

"Dugu Qiubai? My master?"

Dongfang Bubai's beautiful eyes widened, she didn't expect that the peerless swordsman of the Song Dynasty that Li Changsheng mentioned was actually her master.

In fact, she didn't know much about her master, Dugu Qiufei.

When she was a teenager, she encountered bandits and was chased by them. When she was about to be bullied by the bandits, she happened to meet Dugu Qiufei and was saved by him.

Dugu Qiubai took her as his disciple, taught her martial arts, and then left.

She has not seen any trace of the other party for more than ten years.

But she didn't learn Dugu Nine Swords or anything.

"Is the Dugu Qiubai mentioned by Young Master Changsheng the same person as my master?"

Dongfang Bubai felt like a person, but he was a little confused.

For example, didn’t the sword demon Dugu Qiubai seal his sword and go into seclusion for a period of time?

It was more than ten years ago that she met her master who was lonely and seeking defeat.

Just when she was confused, Li Changsheng glanced at everyone on the high platform and continued:

"The sword demon's lonely pursuit of defeat has long been no longer limited by the restrictions of moves. "Dugu Nine Swords" also emphasizes intention rather than moves, and there is no move to win without a move."

"This swordsmanship is designed to attack from behind, to advance without retreating. Every move is an attack. If you attack the enemy, you have to defend. Use attack instead of defense."

"Understanding the essence of Dugu Nine Swords, there is nothing you can't do, nothing you can't come out of, nothing you can enter, everything you can change!"

"Dugu Qiubai buried four swords in the deep valley sword tomb where he lived in seclusion!"

"The first green-edged sword is sharp and fierce, and indestructible. It can be used to compete with the heroes of Heshuo before the weak crown."

"The second soft sword of crape myrtle, which is strong and soft at the same time, is unpredictable. It was used before the age of thirty, and defeated countless heroes!"

"The third black iron heavy sword, the heavy sword has no edge, is ingenious but has no workmanship, and relied on it to dominate the world before the age of forty."

"The fourth wooden sword, after the age of forty, will not be stuck in objects. Plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords. By relying on it, you can defeat all the heroes in the world!"

"The changes in these four swords are actually the fourth level of Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship."

"The difference is fierce and fierce, fickle, lifting a heavy weight as if it were light, and lifting a light weight as if it were heavy."

"As Dugu Qiubai lived in seclusion in the deep valley, his swordsmanship improved again, but he vaguely felt that he was missing an opportunity!"

"So Dugu Qiubei traveled around the world again, but this time, Dugu Qiubei lost his competitiveness and was like a mortal experiencing the world of mortals!"

"Whenever he feels like it, he will accept a disciple who is pleasing to his liking and teach her some martial arts skills."

"Now Dugu Qiubei's swordsmanship has reached a higher level, reaching the point where no sword can win with a sword."

"There are countless swordsmanships in the world, but the fifth level is only the swordsmanship of Dugu Qiufeng, not the swordsmanship of the world's swordsmen!"

"May all swordsmen in the world take this as their goal and develop their own way of swordsmanship!"

…

After Li Changsheng finished speaking, the Changsheng Library fell silent.

A figure practicing swordsmanship was sketched in everyone's mind. From fierce and fierce to the final victory without a sword with a sword, countless swordsmen's minds roared, as if the door to the way of the sword had been opened.

They may not necessarily learn Dugu Qiufei's five-fold kendo, but they can learn from it and turn it into nourishment for their own kendo.

Private room on the sixth floor.

A man with a white face and a slight beard, wearing a snow-white robe, his eyes looked like two cold stars in the darkness.

suddenly.

He closed his eyes, and pictures appeared in his mind.

Holding a sharp sword, it is fierce and invincible.

Handheld software, ever-changing, overcomes hardness with softness.

Holding a heavy sword, the heavy sword has no edge, it is cunning but not workmanlike.

Holding a wooden sword in hand, it is not stuck in objects, and the grass and trees are all swords.

No sword is better than having a sword...

"My flying fairy from heaven is the ultimate sword move, brilliant and brilliant."

"After the glory, comes the end!"

"The end of hardness is softness, the end of softness is hardness!"

"As the saying goes, goodness is as good as water, with both hardness and softness..."

Ye Gucheng's mind was flooded with inspiration. His Heavenly Flying Immortal had reached the extreme level of his sword skills. He wanted to move forward but didn't know how.

Now Li Changsheng's words opened a new door for him.

Now that we have reached the extreme.

Then go the other way.

The combination of the two will surely lead to a new transformation.

Just like reaching the extreme, then reaching the softness to the extreme, and finally combining hardness and softness, you can break through the original shackles.

boom.

A brilliant and mighty force with a touch of ordinary sword intent suddenly erupted from Ye Gucheng's body, turning into a divine sword and shooting straight into the sky.

Ye Gucheng's eyes suddenly opened. His eyes, which were originally like cold stars, were like two brilliant swords, surging with endless sword intent.

Ye Gucheng's figure moved, and he instantly left the Changsheng Book Pavilion and came to the sky above Wuji City.

The mighty sword intent swept across all directions.

Countless people were shocked and ran out one after another, looking to the sky.

I saw a figure dressed in white as snow standing proudly in the void.

His face is very white, neither pale nor pale, but a color as clear and translucent as white jade.

His eyes were not pitch black, but they were terrifyingly bright, like two golden swords.

On his jet-black hair, he wore a beaded crown with a sandalwood base, and his clothes were as white as snow.

He stood proudly in the void and walked upward step by step, like a king entering his palace, or like a flying fairy in the sky returning to the fairyland.

With every step he took upward, the sword intent in his body became stronger.

"It's him! Baiyun City Lord Ye Gucheng!"

"What a terrifying sword intent!"

"Is Ye Gucheng about to break through?"

"It's definitely going to break through!"

"Now there is another Sword King on the list of Ming Sword Gods!"

"The scumbag Xie Xiaofeng has to step back!"

"Young Master Changsheng is truly an immortal. Another strong man has made a breakthrough!"

"Yes, it has been less than a month since the Changsheng Bookstore was opened, but two swordsmen have already broken through to become the Sword Emperor, and a strong man has broken through to become the Martial Emperor!"

"I wonder when I can break through?"

Countless strong men recognized Ye Gucheng, and were horrified and excited.

This moment.

Everyone is very convinced that listening to the lectures in the Changsheng Bookstore will really lead to breakthroughs.

boom!

At this moment, the void trembled, and a sword chant seemed to sound in the minds of countless warriors, and Ye Gucheng took nine steps.

The sword intent in his body suddenly surged to another level, so intense that even a strong person in the Heavenly Realm could hardly look straight at him, and his eyes hurt, as if they were being pricked by needles.

Ten thousand swords in Wuji City roared and trembled continuously, as if congratulating the birth of a swordsman king.

"Sword King!"

Ximen Chuixue held the sword tightly in his hand, with strong desire in his eyes, looking at Yan Nantian and Ye Gucheng making breakthroughs one by one.

He also became anxious.
To be continued...