After watching the Wolf Five's battle, the rest of the game became unremarkable again. There are many tricks, but no soul.
To be honest, it feels like doing acrobatics. In Ningxia, people read selectively. Those who are interested will take a few glances, and those who are not interested will just listen to the gossip.
It's really strange. Some of them are more fancy and superb than sword fighting, but she doesn't find them very interesting. Ningxia watched some mediocre sword fights with great interest. This is quite a strange thing.
Ningxia subconsciously felt that something was wrong. But no matter how much she tried, she couldn't think of a reason or a reasonable explanation. In the end, she reluctantly used it because these people's swordsmanship was not strong enough to fool them.
Well, it does feel like it has no character, it has only its form but lacks its charm. The swordsmanship that should be very agile lacks aura, the swordsmanship that is domineering is not domineering enough, and the swordsmanship with a story is nondescript.
Fortunately, not everyone uses swords like this. Otherwise, wouldn't it be boring and extremely uncomfortable to watch it like this?
At the end of the day, it was not too difficult, and Ningxia could still find some fun in it.
During this period, she also exchanged information with several brothers nearby, exchanged a lot of information, and got along well. After that, she felt that the people at the family table were much friendlier to her, at least their eyes were not as unfriendly as before.
It's just a pity that for the whole day, Ningxia didn't see anyone he knew competing.
Didn't Xu Liang and Xie Shi say they wanted to participate in the competition? Ningxia still wants to watch the match between these two people, especially Xie Shi's.
Ningxia felt that Xie Shi had changed a lot in the short six months since he entered Fuyun Island. Each time he changed more and more, he grew a lot. He felt that his whole spirit was different.
If you still don’t understand, let’s use an analogy. If he was just an innocent young man who didn't understand anything before, now he is gradually developing into a young genius.
Although I still don’t know what my skills are. But the spiritual power and momentum of the other party have been optimized to varying degrees, as if they were a different person. From being irresponsible to becoming brave, this process can not only be described as growth.
As a friend, Ningxia is really looking forward to seeing the other person's level with her own eyes. We are all in the world of cultivation, so it is inevitable that we will meet each other in the future. If we have a good relationship, we may have to cooperate, so there is no harm in getting to know each other.
But she spent the whole day looking at them, paying special attention to other chips along the way, but didn't look at the person she wanted to see. It seemed like she was just unlucky and completely missed their first show.
After all, there are twelve competitions in the carousel, and it is still difficult to pick the match between these two people.
But it’s actually quite nice to see people who don’t use the same weapon dance with different styles.
Just looking at it, Ning Xia felt a surge of enthusiasm in her heart, blood surged into her heart, and she felt an urge to get out of the sheath immediately. Even though she has never practiced swordsmanship... Her words such as "I don't want to be a swordsman" were eaten up by her conscience a long time ago.
Whether in the virtual world or in the real world of cultivation, the sword will always occupy an important place. Except for those special few, those who have attained the Dao are either sword cultivators or sword cultivators, and the status of sword cultivators is evident.
Spiritual swords have such charm. There is an inexplicable righteousness in weapons like swords, and they coincide with the Great Dao, so they have always been the first choice for cultivators.
Over the years, countless monks have wielded spiritual swords to slay demons and protect the land and water, and countless monks have used the swords in their hands to uphold justice in the world. God was grateful and gave this object a hint of destiny, allowing it to become a bridge between heaven and earth and help the monks.
Since then, kendo has become the only choice for monks to achieve enlightenment. I don’t know how many seniors have attained the Dao with one sword and one person, and soared to the upper world.
However, the good times did not last long, and such a thoroughfare to the sky was almost cut off in the middle for nearly a million years. The spiritual power of heaven and earth declines, and so does Taoism. The sound of ascending is just like a legend.
Except for the occasional Son of Destiny, almost no one can successfully ascend. Everyone on this continent seems to have lost the ability to ascend.
Gradually, the world of cultivation has also changed, becoming more worldly and selfish. Evil people are rampant, the world is unfair, and the world of cultivation has become a world of greedy people.
Everyone cultivates for personal power, and holds a sword to kill lives. Shouting about the injustice of heaven, while eradicating dissidents for their own interests.
They have long forgotten the reason why their ancestors picked up the fairy sword in the first place. They forget that their ancestors once held the fairy sword to protect the world.
They don't understand. forget. Or I don’t want to remember.
So they will never know why the mountains, rivers, world and the earth suddenly changed. Maybe the Son of Destiny is just a helpless move by Heaven to drink poison to quench his thirst.
But these are not things Ningxia can afford. She was just a newbie who hadn't even entered the gate of kendo, so these things were not what she should think about.
She was already squinting at the charm of swordsmanship. Thinking of the set of swordsmanship given to her by Mrs. Hongji, her heart was filled with excitement and she wanted to try it out on the spot.
She also wanted to fight with Zhong Huan... Ningxia seemed to have thought of something and her expression softened.
Of course, this is just a thought. Now she is not in good health, has a serious injury, is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, how can she wield a spiritual sword and master a swordsmanship?
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"Master Lang Wu sent someone here." Lang San was busy all day today, checking around and maintaining order in such a large venue. After taking a break, a disciple came up to talk to him.
Lang Wu paused while holding the tea bowl: "As a gift?"
"Did Xiaowu say who he is?" Why did someone come here now? It shouldn't be.
"Yes... yes. It seems that he is a monk who participated in the competition this time. I heard that he almost lost his life today because of the mistake of the referee disciple. At this moment, he was seriously injured and has not woken up, and no one came to collect him, so he was sent here temporarily. ?”
Wolf Five looked puzzled: "Mistake? Which team? Did it cause such a big disaster?"
"I heard that... Master Luo Yan took over his disciples." The disciple replied hesitantly.
This can be regarded as a minor mistake. No matter what, there are internal rules for maintaining greed, and you will be punished and criticized. This Master Luo Yan is a capable general under Master Lang San, and this disciple does not want to offend such a master.
How could the people under Luo Yan make mistakes? Lang San couldn't believe it. He thought he had heard wrongly.
It took him a long time to find his voice, and he was silent for a moment: "I see. No wonder he was sent to me."
Xiao Wu found out about this and sent people to him just to let him handle it on his own. He didn't stab the elder directly, but he also gave him face.
"Where is that man? Where is he? I want to see him."
This innocent affected person must also be properly accommodated. Let’s meet first and then we’ll talk.
