A little bit closer, a little bit closer again.
It is obvious that Xu Kuan can be expected to appear every time, and the sword blade is only one step away from him.
But that step is always so close to the horizon, clearly visible, but always inaccessible.
It seems that the difference between the two is not just the distance, but an untouchable personality gap.
He also tried to use sword energy or other magical powers to suppress Xu Kuan's actions, but they were just like the heavenly seal and failed to have the slightest effect.
His attacks could not succeed for a long time, and Xu Kuan reminded him from time to time, which made Ye Nantian gradually become anxious.
Xu Kuan said to let him experience it, what can he learn by avoiding him all the time?
The disturbed Ye Nantian's sword swing gradually slowed down, but his eyes were still fixed on Xu Kuan.
His breath was completely imperceptible with the soul, and he seemed to be completely integrated into the environment.
Xu Kuan's position can only be detected by sight and the vague spiritual fluctuations.
Wait, spiritual power fluctuates!
Xu Kuan had previously said that he was born in body refining, and he might be able to evade his attacks with his physical speed alone, but he happened to use some kind of footwork magical power, and even accidentally released spiritual power fluctuations.
What he wanted me to understand was this footwork!
After figuring out the opponent's intentions, Ye Nantian finally stopped obsessing about attacking and focused entirely on Xu Kuan's weird footwork. He immediately felt like he was enlightened.
Whenever his sword blade comes close, what remains in place is actually just an afterimage, which he has already used to avoid using steps similar to shrinking into an inch.
The integration of one's own breath with the environment is only one of the functions of this magical power.
Ye Nantian integrated some of the insights he learned from Xu Kuan's footwork into himself, and suddenly felt that his speed was half a chip faster.
Under its already strong foundation, just this half-step improvement is terrifying enough.
His own research and practice had already reached the bottleneck. Without this guidance, he would have to break through to the Galaxy realm if he wanted to improve.
"Sir, don't worry, I have understood your teachings, and I will definitely prove to you that I am worthy of becoming your disciple!"
Ye Nantian secretly made up his mind, but his steps were not slow at all.
As long as he fully integrates the essence of this step with what he has learned, he will be confident that he can overcome the one step difference with Xu Kuan.
Xu Kuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ye Nantian's slow movements finally changed.
Once they enter a fighting state, these monks will feel as if they have been given a slow effect.
Because of this, Xu Kuan was able to dodge all these attacks.
Although his own safety was guaranteed, Xu Kuan was unable to fight normally against such opponents.
Not to mention allowing them to gain some experience in battle.
If you want him to talk about some theoretical skills, you have to just open his mouth, but in actual combat, if the other party can learn something, you have to rely on your own special effects.
Lin Xiyue had told him before that the special effects occasionally released would contain a lot of the essence of magical powers. If a talented monk saw them, they would probably learn them secretly.
Wouldn’t this just be helpful in practical teaching sessions?
So while discussing with Ye Nantian, Xu Kuan independently released the special effects, hoping that he could understand something on his own.
After all, their so-called understanding was all based on their own imagination, and Xu Kuan couldn't help even if he wanted to.
Fortunately, the results did meet expectations.
Although the movements are stiff and the speed is extremely slow, there is at least some progress compared to the beginning.
However, it's not appropriate for a monk to just practice footwork. It's time to give Ye Nantian more strength.
With Xu Kuan thinking like this, he no longer dodges blindly, and taps lightly while the sword blade falls.
Although he didn't use much force, Ye Nantian looked like he could hardly hold the sword, and his whole arm was slowly swinging in an extremely weird posture.
With a flick between his eyebrows, Ye Nantian suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning. Holding the sword in his hand, he stepped back repeatedly, almost reaching the edge of the field before he could stop.
This is the result of him holding back his strength as much as possible.
"You should have learned a lot today, let's finish it off with one last move."
The content of the special effects will change according to Xu Kuan's thoughts, so Xu Kuan immediately recalled the appearance and moves of the masters he met, and guided the special effects to develop in this direction.
Xu Kuan placed his two fingers together in front of his chest, pointing slowly towards Ye Nantian's side.
This time he did not withdraw his strength, and his fingers fell straight into the air. As he expected, it did not cause any damage to the training room.
"I just said that what Captain Wang Hao said that day was too exaggerated. After all, it was just a special effect, and it only had some effect on those toy magic treasures. Isn't it okay if I put two fingers on it?"
Xu Kuan couldn't help curling his lips. When he saw Ye Nantian and Lin Xiyue's eyes were blank, as if they were deep in thought, he didn't bother them and just walked aside and sat down.
"I don't know what you can see. It's up to you to figure out what you can figure out."
From sword-cutting the galaxy, breaking through eternity, to exorcizing evil swordsmanship, and flat sand falling wild goose style, he has gone through almost all the swordsmanship moves he can think of. How much Ye Nantian and the two can comprehend depends entirely on their brain power. .
Anyway, he teaches for free, so it’s interesting enough to do this.
Xu Kuan's seemingly insignificant finger looked completely different in the eyes of Ye Nantian and Lin Xiyue.
Originally, Ye Nantian thought that if his speed increased, he would be able to get closer to Xu Kuan.
Not to mention reaching the same speed as him, at least Xu Kuan can deal with it head-on.
As a result, the next moment, Xu Kuan's speed, which was already teleporting, soared again, and his vision was filled with afterimages caused by the fluctuations in spiritual power.
With Ye Nantian's eyesight, it was even difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.
"Is this your true strength, sir? He is indeed very powerful."
Even though Ye Nantian was fully mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel a little powerless at this moment.
"I really don't know how sir did it. He has such terrifying strength at such a young age."
Perhaps because he no longer wanted to suppress his strength, Xu Kuan had no intention of hiding the fluctuations in his spiritual energy. Ye Nantian finally managed to capture Xu Kuan's movement trajectory.
He actually ran straight towards him without any hesitation.
"I can't let Mr. Xu underestimate my more than 20 years of practice. Since you are finally willing to fight head-on, then try my most powerful magical power, the Geng-Gold Mad Dragon Sword!"
The surging spiritual power surged like a river, turning into lines of solid Gengjin sword energy, which escaped along the hundreds of orifices around the body.
His sword intent was mixed with madness, and he seemed to be on a battlefield littered with corpses.
Those who fight to the death will live, those who retreat will perish!
This kind of will coincides with Ye Nantian's Taoist heart that he has practiced for many years.
He is at his best at the moment, and this blow will be his most brilliant yet.
The famous sword Ruyi seemed to be aware of the fierce aura of the incoming man, and gathered most of the sword energy on the sharp blade, turning it into a Gengjin war dragon looking up to the sky and roaring. The sharp energy made the surrounding space faintly fluctuate.
The rest of the sword energy turned into three protective sword blades, hovering beside Ye Nantian.
Just waiting for the moment to get closer, it will turn into a stream of light and pierce the chest of the person coming.
Closer, closer.
There was nothing else in Ye Nantian's eyes except Xu Kuan.
Ruyi cut through the sky, and the Gengjin war dragon roared and flew out from the sword blade.
The flowing sword energy seemed to break through the constraints of space, and was in front of Xu Kuan in an instant.
It is no exaggeration to say that this sword has even vaguely reached the combat power of a strong person in the Galaxy Realm.
Ye Nantian is confident that no one can face this sword calmly.
But looking back at Xu Kuan, how did he react?
The golden dragon attacked him with extreme madness and sharp sword intent, without any fluctuation in his expression.
He just waved his arm, and everything disappeared like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser.
The moment his finger touched the sword blade, an overwhelming force was transmitted along the blade to his wrist. Ye Nantian mustered up all his energy and blood before finally managing to keep Ruyi from letting go.
And the moment he raised his head, what greeted him was still a finger.
That was enough to bring him a death threat.
The moment his eyebrows fell, Ye Nantian thought that the powerful force would destroy his body.
He was even ready to close his eyes and wait for the end.
But in the end, that finger just released some spiritual power and kept blowing his body back, until he could barely stop at the edge of the training room.
"One last move and it's over!"
The man who was as strong as a ghost spoke.
At the same time, a pure sword intent rose from Xu Kuan's body.
There is nothing domineering and arrogant, nothing cold and ruthless, it is the sword intention without any emotions or thoughts.
But in that purity, countless true meanings of swordsmanship can be glimpsed.
It seems that everything begins with it and must end with it.
This is the original avenue that can give birth to all things!
Then, Xu Kuan slowly pointed out his sword finger.
It's obviously not a swordsmanship, but upon closer inspection, it seems to contain thousands of swordsmanships.
It obviously has no power at all, but in the eyes of those who actually use the sword, it has already surpassed the most powerful magical killing move in the world!
Everyone who saw it left an indelible mark on their hearts.
Ye Nantian is like this.
The same is true for Lin Xiyue.
Even if she is not a sword user, the myriad changes in her thoughts are enough to benefit her immensely.
So even though Xu Kuan had stopped his moves, they were still immersed in that extremely stunning moment and couldn't extricate themselves.
At the same time, Qingzhou Bus Station.
A cold-faced lady with long white hair suddenly raised her head and looked into the distance.
Although she had gone through layers of concealment, due to a swordsman's intuition, she was still aware of the pure and solid sword intent.
"No wonder they came here specifically to find me. With such sword intent, the monk's strength must not be underestimated! He is a target worth fighting for!"
Just as she was speaking, the woman suddenly narrowed her eyes and tilted her head slightly as if she was talking to someone.
"Of course! I came here specifically just to fight with that guy. A strong opponent is more exciting than the bunch of soft persimmons on the road before!"
"Only by severely trampling such a guy under your feet can your strength be further improved, right?"
Quite suddenly, the white hair that had no color at all suddenly turned black, and the woman's face became a little ugly.
"Who do you think I am doing this for? If it weren't for you, that guy would have become my further experience point!"
Pedestrians passing by thought she was hallucinating, and wanted to step forward to help, but the fluctuations of spiritual power coming from the woman were beyond what ordinary people could possess, so they only dared to watch from a distance.
"That's enough, stop! I'll do what you want, just fight and don't take his life. That's all."
As she compromised, her hair color finally stopped changing, and the violent spiritual energy around her returned to normal.
The woman snorted coldly and looked in the direction of the Rose Pavilion in the distance. Her eyes became colder and colder, and a bright yellow hair ornament on her head shimmered.
"I'm just a loser. There are so many rules. Forget it, it's just a difference between earlier and later. The momentum just now should be enough for me to stretch out."
"I hope you can give me some surprises, fellow Taoist Xu Kuan."
