Sword-wielding technique?
It was like a movement in my heart.
She had already mastered the sword-controlling technique a long time ago. However, the sword-controlling technique she mastered was combined with the true energy used in cultivation, and its power was many times greater than that of the general sword-controlling technique.
But this sword-wielding technique is indeed very difficult to master. In the entire ancient martial arts world, apart from those rare old antiques, no one has ever successfully mastered it.
She also relied on her sword-wielding skills to completely shock the sword maniac Yagyu.
Unexpectedly, Miyamoto Jiro actually mastered this kind of swordsmanship.
It's really unexpected.
This also made Wanru even more interested.
"You actually know sword control?"
Wan Ru asked in a clear voice.
Miyamoto Juichiro laughed heartily. "That's right. Not long ago, I successfully mastered the art of controlling the sword. When it comes to swordsmanship, I'm unbeatable. Are you scared now? Why don't you come back to Country R with me? I'll let you be my woman and even take you in as my disciple. As long as you serve me for the rest of your life, I'm sure your swordsmanship will reach a great breakthrough!"
sweat……
Wanru's face turned ashen.
She was naturally very beautiful, but she had never expected that Miyamoto Jichiro, at his age, would still have such wild thoughts.
Damn it!
At this moment, Wanru was completely angry and sentenced Miyamoto Jiro to death in her heart!
"You old thing, you really don't know how to live or die. You actually dare to speak rudely. You are indeed far inferior to that Yagyu swordsman. I will make you regret coming to China. This place will be your burial place tonight!"
As if speaking word by word.
Miyamoto Jichiro laughed heartily and said, "The fact that this Sword Saint has taken a fancy to you is a blessing you earned in your previous life. I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful. In that case, I will take you back to Country R and make you my woman!"
"Shame on you! It's just the sword-wielding technique, but you're so confident? You're just a frog in the well. Well, since you know the sword-wielding technique, and I do too, let me see how powerful you are!"
As soon as she finished speaking, it was as if she had put away the dagger in her hand, and a spiritual sword appeared in front of her, trembling in the air.
The Golden Crow Sword appeared again, and it was chirping happily. The sword light was more than a foot long and was flying in the air.
It keeps stretching and contracting, like the tongue of a poisonous snake, ready to bite anyone at any time.
Miyamoto Juichiro on the opposite side almost fell down.
Looking at the Golden Crow Sword extending and retracting its blade in mid-air, his scalp felt numb and he couldn't speak clearly.
He never expected that at such a young age, Wanru had mastered the extremely profound sword-controlling technique. He was able to master this sword-controlling technique because he was lucky. His ancestors had a book on sword-controlling techniques. Although it was incomplete and no one had ever mastered it, he managed to master it by accident.
But Wanru is only so young, how could she possibly master the art of wielding a sword?
But facts speak louder than words.
He has lived for one or two hundred years, so he still has this vision.
Isn’t it just like what you are displaying now, the sword-wielding technique?
The key point is that it seems that the sword-wielding technique he has mastered is more authentic and seems to be more powerful.
In comparison, his sword-wielding skills are a bit inferior, more like showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong, which is a bit like showing off one's skills without any foundation.
"You, you, you actually know how to control the sword?"
Miyamoto Juichiro asked in a trembling voice.
Wanru said in a cold voice: "Your Japanese martial arts were all passed down to us in China, and you are so arrogant. Today, I will let you see the breadth and depth of my Chinese martial arts. Come on, attack, no more nonsense, even if you beg for mercy now, I will definitely not spare your life. Tonight, you are dead, I said, this will be your burial place!"
"presumptuous!"
Miyamoto Juichiro roared, "Where do you get the confidence to say such things to me? Even if you know the sword technique, so what? I mastered it many years ago. Even if you manage to master it by chance, so what? I will kill you like a dog!"
He is encouraging himself.
You know what, after he said that, I was no longer afraid.
They are all sword-wielding techniques, why should he be afraid?
Even if Wanru started learning swordsmanship since his mother's womb, age was of the essence after all. His swordsmanship was very pure, and his Qi was absolutely unfathomable. Swordsmanship relied on Qi, and in this regard, he felt that Wanru was not even qualified to compete with him.
After all, there are almost no shortcuts in the path of cultivation. It requires long-term hard work and gradual accumulation.
But how could he know
Tao is just a special case among them.
However, Wanru was not using true Qi to control the sword, but spiritual power. She had obtained many crystals and even crystal cores from Tang Xiaobao, and had long ago cultivated strong spiritual power. Spiritual power, like true essence, was definitely much more advanced than true Qi, and the power it exerted was not comparable to that of true Qi.
Spiritual power is a more mysterious kind of energy. When controlling a sword, it will be more flexible, and it is not just as simple as having greater power. The art of wielding a sword depends on control, right? Whoever can control it better will be more successful.
Of course, it seems like defeating Miyamoto Juichiro is a very easy thing.
It would be fine if the other party didn't use the sword-controlling technique, but if he really used it, it would be tantamount to seeking death.
Wan Ru said, "I think you don't need to talk nonsense anymore. Just make your move, or you won't have another chance to make another move later!"
"Alright, no matter how sharp your words are, let's see who's the real deal. What you said is exactly what I want to say. Since you don't want to make the first move, then you won't have the chance to do so! Watch out for the sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a small sword, with a whoosh and a whistling sound, shot towards Wanru.
At the same time, Miyamoto Jiro swung the sword in his hand.
A sword intent instantly condensed in the air, one became two, two became three, and three became thousands.
It was as if there were thousands of sword intentions, all shooting towards him, covering the sky and the sun. Just a little bit of it would be enough to kill someone.
The dagger was already in front of Wanru, and the Golden Crow Sword in front of Wanru finally moved.
It transformed into a golden crow, which was as big as a roc. With blazing flames, it burned all the sword intent around it. Moreover, the golden crow opened its big mouth and sucked the short sword into its mouth and then burned it.
With just one move, Miyamoto Jiro's flying sword was destroyed, and his sword intent could not get close to Wanru at all.
His face turned pale with fear.
Without saying a word, he turned and ran away.
Compared to Yagyu Kensaku, Miyamoto Jiro's performance today was far worse.
Once he realized that he couldn't beat Wanru, he lost all desire to fight and just wanted to escape first.
But how could Wanru let him leave alive?
It seemed as if he could still remember clearly the obscene words he had just said.
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