Chapter 61 The Perfection of Swordsmanship



As the words fell, the empty room was divided into three equal parts, ensuring that the inscriptions on the stone tablet could be observed from each location.

Jiang Wuyuan was placed in the very center, and he looked up at the stone tablet intently.

Ordinary skills are engraved on scrolls, but advanced skills can be made using special techniques and can be stored in a separate spiritual space for future generations to learn.

This was the first time Jiang Wuyuan had ever seen a stone tablet used as a means of skill transfer.

Compared to the overwhelming power of law on the plaque in the main hall at the beginning, which Jiang Wuyuan dared not look closely at, the remaining sword law on this stone tablet has been almost completely exhausted.

As Jiang Wuyuan read on, he realized that it was a sword technique.

A sword technique that allows you to gradually increase your strength!

Jiang Wuyuan's eyes shone.

For sword cultivators of this era, strength and speed remain the primary focus of their training.

While improving these two aspects, Jiang Wuyuan will also take into account physical fitness and mental strength.

However, he was not a mage after all, and he had difficulty controlling the enhancement of his mental power.

However, the appearance of the Peaceful Mind Sword Technique temporarily solved this problem for him.

Now, he has a new way to enhance his power.

Jiang Wuyuan was delighted and immediately added time for practicing this sword technique to his daily training schedule.

After Jiang Wuyuan read through the entire text, the stone tablet gradually changed in his eyes.

The deeply engraved characters gradually blurred, and a figure emerged on the stone tablet.

With his back to Jiang Wuyuan, under the boy's focused gaze, he raised his sword and performed a simple yet rapid swordplay.

The basic sword techniques of thrusting, parrying, and slashing are all connected seamlessly.

The pathways of blood and qi flow within the body are clearly marked by a red line.

Jiang Wuyuan watched intently, carefully memorizing every movement.

After three repetitions, the figure gradually disappeared, and large amounts of text reappeared on the stone tablet.

Jiang Wuyuan knew that this was probably the end of the teaching session.

He calmed himself down and carefully reviewed the images he had memorized in his mind.

Then he raised the hand that was holding Galactus and copied the images in his mind frame by frame.

Blood and qi surged and flowed into the limbs.

Swordsmanship requires not only precise sword movements, but also a fixed pathway for the circulation of qi and blood within the body.

Only by using both approaches simultaneously can one achieve the ultimate level of swordsmanship.

Jiang Wuyuan gradually became immersed in practice.

He moved with agility, wielding the longsword as if it were an extension of his arm.

As his blood and qi circulated faster, Jiang Wuyuan's sword strikes also gradually accelerated.

At one moment, the boy's sword-wielding figure seemed to be in a dense bamboo forest.

The sword flashed, and the emerald green bamboo leaves swayed slightly in the wind stirred up by the sweeping sword.

Full of comfort and ease.

——

Because the main hall was separated, Jiang Wuyuan couldn't know the progress of Chu Yang and Shen Heng, but he wasn't too concerned about it.

He would never admit defeat in a swordsmanship contest.

——

A day passed quickly.

Having reached the level of a Grand Martial Master, it's not difficult for him to go without sleep for many days in a row.

Therefore, Jiang Wuyuan has been practicing this sword technique and can already feel a slight increase in strength.

clang--

The familiar chimes rang out again.

The sound was heavy and lingering, with a refreshing effect that instantly pulled Jiang Wuyuan, who was immersed in swordsmanship, back to his senses.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, skillfully ending the movement, and the surging blood and qi in his body gradually calmed down.

The wall separating the three disappeared, and Chu Yang's gaze instantly fell on the other two, his sharp eyes seeming to see right through them.

Jiang Wuyuan was unmoved by this kind of gaze.

Shen Heng, however, gave Chu Yang a deep, thoughtful look.

As fellow elites of the military, Shen Heng knew more about Chu Yang than others.

Although he came from a family of swordsmen, while Chu Yang came from a commoner background, Chu Yang's talent and foundation should not be underestimated. He is a person with great opportunities.

Shen Heng never dared to underestimate him.

"Learning time is over. Everyone come forward to show your results," the voice said.

Without hesitation, Jiang Wuyuan took the lead and stood in an open space.

The dark blue longsword gleamed with an eerie light. Jiang Wuyuan's gaze narrowed slightly, and he merely raised his arm and swung it.

Chu Yang and Shen Heng's gazes almost materialized and burned through Jiang Wuyuan's body.

It turned out to be—

Swordsmanship, mastered!

The fluid movements, coupled with the overflowing power of his qi and blood, caused a faint mist to condense around Jiang Wuyuan's agile body.

This scene appears hazy and dreamlike.

With the final strike, the longsword pierced the clouds, tearing through the mist, its tip forming a straight line with the arm.

call--

A biting wind swept through the boy's long hair, which was tied back, creating a graceful arc.

"Da Cheng, passed." The mysterious voice rang out, barely concealing the shock in their hearts.

After a long pause, he said, "Next."

Jiang Wuyuan sheathed his sword, bowed to the voice that came from an unknown source, and retreated.

Shen Heng then stepped forward.

This was exactly what Chu Yang wanted to do; he really wanted to complain to Jiang Wuyuan.

"You've progressed way too fast, kid! You've already mastered it in just one day?" Chu Yang said in disbelief.

Jiang Wuyuan responded calmly, "Seeing is believing."

"Okay. I'm just too surprised." Chu Yang shrugged, then said seriously to Jiang Wuyuan, "Can I know your name?"

There's nothing to hide.

“Jiang Wuyuan,” the boy replied.

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