Chapter 981: Ten Thousand Swords Ringing

"If possible, please let me take a look." Zhou Wen felt that he really needed to change his thinking, otherwise if he continued, he would only reach a dead end.

Mijia thought for a moment and said, "I am from the Golden Dragon Clan. All my power is inherited. I only know one state of mind, and that is the Golden Dragon King's fighting spirit."

"Warring States? How is it different from ordinary artistic conception?" Zhou Wen asked.

"I can't really explain it, you can feel it yourself." Miga said, pressing one hand on Zhou Wen's forehead.

Zhou Wen did not dodge and let Miga's palm press on his forehead. Because he did not dare to make too much noise inside the body of the Seven Seas Dragon King, Miga directly imprinted his Golden Dragon King's fighting spirit into Zhou Wen's mind, allowing him to directly sense his fighting spirit.

In an instant, Zhou Wen seemed to see an extremely terrifying golden dragon king appear between heaven and earth. It was ferocious and domineering, as if it was the overlord of the entire world. The terrifying fighting spirit made all things tremble.

That was an ancient era. Thunder from the sky, fire from the earth, floods from the wilderness, and all kinds of disasters occurred frequently. Many kinds of creatures died in the disasters. Only those creatures with extremely strong vitality that could contend with the disasters could survive in such an ancient era.

The Golden Dragon King grew up in such an environment. At the same time, because all things were dying, food became very scarce. Various terrifying creatures could only fight each other and feed on each other's flesh and blood.

Fight! Crazy fight! Only by fighting can you survive.

The Golden Dragon King may not be the most powerful beast among them, nor the one with the strongest defense, nor the fastest beast.

However, in the constant battles, the Golden Dragon King grew rapidly, constantly transformed and evolved in the battles, and finally stood at the top of the food chain.

That kind of unyielding, fearless, brave, crazy and wise will, even Zhou Wen, as a spectator, would be deeply shocked by it.

Zhou Wen knew that this was the inherited memory of the Golden Dragon Clan. The Golden Dragon King in the fighting spirit was actually the first generation of Golden Dragon King, who probably no longer existed between heaven and earth.

But its fearless fighting spirit remains forever.

"There is no such thing as surviving a great disaster will bring good fortune in this world. It is simply that you gain enough understanding and growth in the disaster to make yourself better." Zhou Wen seemed to understand why he had been unable to make a breakthrough in his swordsmanship.

It’s not because he didn’t practice well enough, nor because his comprehension is poor, nor because he is not diligent enough.

It was because no matter how much Zhou Wen practiced, he was still learning from others, learning the three thousand sword intents, and did not comprehend his own things in battle.

This is also related to Zhou Wen's concept. He had no intention of practicing swordsmanship. He learned swordsmanship only to advance Jianwan. Naturally, he just wanted to learn it and that was it. He didn't think about going any further.

Only now did Zhou Wen finally realize that he had underestimated his swordsmanship. Everything in the world has its own principles. If one is not attentive, no matter how smart one is, it will be difficult to reach the highest level.

Zhou Wen then realized that he was not defeated by the swordsmanship, but by himself.

"It turns out that you need to put your heart into everything you do." Zhou Wen couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.

"I hope my fighting spirit can be of help to you." Seeing that Zhou Wen had gotten rid of the influence of her fighting spirit, Miga withdrew her hand and said.

"Thank you so much, it's so useful. You helped me a lot." Zhou Wen expressed his sincere gratitude.

If Miga had not shown him the Golden Dragon King's fighting spirit, he would not have thought of his own problems. It is easy for humans to find problems in others, but it is the most difficult to find problems in themselves.

After figuring all this out, Zhou Wen's mind became clear. When he thought about the three thousand sword intentions again, he immediately felt different, as if he was looking at the three thousand sword intentions again from another angle, and discovered many things that he had not originally noticed.

Miga looked at Zhou Wen and suddenly found that Zhou Wen's aura seemed to have changed a little. It was ethereal and illusory, as if it was unreal.

Although Zhou Wen was standing in front of her, she felt that Zhou Wen was like a virtual image, without the presence of flesh and blood.

Moreover, Zhou Wen's presence continued to become weaker. If she closed her eyes, she couldn't even feel Zhou Wen standing in front of her.

"You... did what..." Miga stared at Zhou Wen in a daze, not daring to take her eyes off his figure, as if Zhou Wen would disappear as soon as she saw him.

"Nothing. I just gained some insights after seeing your Golden Dragon King's fighting spirit." Zhou Wen said.

Miga's expression became even more strange. She really didn't understand what Zhou Wen's behavior had to do with the Golden Dragon King's will to fight.

If Zhou Wen's fighting spirit was soaring, like the reincarnation of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, then Miga still believed that it was something he had learned from the fighting spirit of the Golden Dragon King.

But now Zhou Wen's presence is getting weaker and weaker, which is completely contrary to the Golden Dragon King's fighting spirit. Miga really has no way to understand how Zhou Wen connected the two together and realized this thing.

"Are all humans... so weird?" Miga was secretly puzzled.

Zhou Wen didn't explain any further, because some things cannot be explained in words. After he sat down, he took out his mobile phone and re-entered the game.

Coming to the ancient sword tomb again, Zhou Wen did not rush to use the sword. He walked to a sword tomb in front and reached out to pull out the sword in the tomb.

After the ancient sword was pulled out, it immediately broke free from Zhou Wen's palm and flew into the air, ready to launch an attack.

However, the ancient sword turned several times in the air, but it seemed as if it could not see Zhou Wen, and did not attack Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen ignored it and walked to another sword tomb and pulled out the ancient sword from that sword tomb.

The result was the same. The ancient sword was flying across the sky, but it seemed as if Zhou Wen could not be seen.

Zhou Wen drew his swords as he walked. Hundreds of ancient swords of different levels and attributes were pulled out by him, but not a single sword attacked Zhou Wen, as if it was not Zhou Wen who pulled them out.

At this time, Zhou Wen finally moved. With a flick of his finger, a dazzling sword ball broke through the air and flew across the sky. Hundreds of ancient swords were cut in half in an instant. No sword could withstand a blow from the sword ball. The broken sword fragments fell down, and only the sword ball hung in front of Zhou Wen. Above Zhou Wen and the sword ball, an extremely terrifying sword intent was rising.

Buzz!

Inside the sword tomb, thousands of swords rang out.

(End of this chapter)