e everyone was aiming for was expelled.Dust returns to dust, and earth to earth.Everything returns to nature.Of course, the Eight Sounds Flamebird thus dispersed. There was not another ripple.They tru...When Cui Yi drew his sword, the entire bamboo forest seemed to fall silent.
All the sharpness, the unease, the pangs of pain, all were silent at this moment.
All that was wounded by the sword was also subdued by the sword.
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Cui Yi's rather small eyes, when looking at Jiang Wang, were no different from when he looked at bamboo.
He seemed to be pondering something, or perhaps he was simply lost in his own thoughts.
His grip on the sword was very steady.
You feel that in this posture, even after ten or twenty years, his sword and his hand would not waver in the slightest.
He unsheathed his sword with great detail.
In vision, it appears quite slow.
His five fingers, one by one, fell.
His knuckles began to tense, slender meridians appearing on the back of his hand, each one rising prominently.
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The wooden hilt of the sword felt as if it had grown from his hand.
He drew his sword from its scabbard, as if extracting a bone from his own body. His blood, his determination, and the countless days and nights he had soaked in sweat, were long since fused into the blade.
At this moment, Jiang Wang even thought of the scene where Zhao Ruocheng drew the sword of the Son of Heaven on the Viewing River Platform.
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What kind of sword is this!
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Drawing a sword is like ending one's life!
And the long sword unsheathed after him, merely announcing such a result.
For ten years, for twenty years, since he was a child... Through autumn frosts and spring moons, through summer winds and winter snows, in all his experiences, Cui Yi had only practiced this one sword.
There is no rest day.
The long sword in his hand was called "One Heart".
Read the books of sages and practice the sword of a single heart.
At that time, the bamboo forest was calm and still, as if the waves were hushed, and the world was silent.
Millions of bamboo leaves all point to this sword. All sword intent is condensed here within it.
Thus, this sword came alone.
It cleaved the air, it cleaved space, and even it cleaved sight.
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All that I have seen, traveled through, and encountered,
All of them must be ripped apart by it!
Jiang Wang discovered that he couldn't possibly resolve this sword attack!
In terms of swordsmanship,
He had already reached the peak of his mastery in this realm. After recreating the technique of sword energy forming into threads, he was undoubtedly at the pinnacle.
But he couldn't take this sword with pure swordsmanship alone.
The true transmission of a renowned family, like the peerless swordsman Ning Jian, practiced every single sword technique meticulously. Each technique was considered the pinnacle of swordsmanship. She devoted herself to mastering each unique sword technique,
All have cultivated to the limit of their current state.
But even Ning Jianke couldn't stop this sword.
Because some sword techniques, in the hands of certain individuals,
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It is possible to break through limits.
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The swordsman Ning Jian practiced a sword technique passed down from previous generations.
Though it was repaired by Cui Yi, it was his own sword.
...and has reached the ultimate state.
The highest point is just one line higher.
This is a view that cannot be seen in this realm.
Only by truly embodying oneself,
Only those who truly understand the ultimate meaning can achieve this.
That incomparably pure sword strike came straight at him,
In terms of visual perception,
It seemed as though the entire world had plunged into darkness—for this sword had cleaved the vision itself into fragments.
Although I can't see anything in front of me, I can still feel the weight of this sword.
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Its sharpness, its determination,
Its sharpness.
It is unavoidable, it cannot be stopped.
So he came closer.
Then the sword reached him.
There are five divine lights of the celestial realm,
His chest and abdomen are radiant.
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There were flames swirling around him.
Frost welcomes the wind and stretches out its banners.
In eyes the color of burnished gold,
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The sword light shines.
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Body of the Heavenly Treasure,
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Manifest the Sword Immortal!
Jiang Wang's entire being was enveloped in a radiance that was beyond description. Might, intention, technique, Tao, and Qi... all converged into the most extreme sword intent. He was one with his blade,
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>Reaching beyond the heavens.
The so-called Sword Immortal is one whose sword techniques embody the divine abilities of myriad methods.
By integrating all of one's own mystical powers, its power will naturally grow as one's strength increases.
Today's ginger hopes.
Alone, I sit in the Wu-en Mountains.
Jiang Wang, who is deeply devoted to seeking enlightenment.
Jiang Wang, who had digested the harvests from the Shan Hai Realm, the Huai Guo Gongfu, and the city of Bu Xue.
Countering with skill, shattering the strongest defense of the Renxin Pavilion's Yi Tang, Jiang Wang.
Wielding the sword as oneself, manifesting this ultimate, breathtaking blade,
Unending sharpness!
The pillar that supported the heavens has fallen.
How are you now How is the world
That day, the earth caved in, an absolute end to humanity!
He was unable to defeat Choi Yi-geon on the level of swordsmanship, especially with his single-minded focus.
But Cui Yi's strike, this sword imbued with the purest essence,
There is also the most appropriate response—to devote oneself entirely, to burst forth with all one's might, and to meet it with absolute intention.
It is about overcoming cunning with brute force, shattering the sword tip with a mighty hammer!
The entire bamboo forest, located before Jiang Wang's eyes, was composed of emerald green bamboos.
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All backward arching. The pervasive terror sword intent,
Like a hurricane that bends the waist, it was Cui Yi's waist that was broken!
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But their bamboo leaves still pointed at Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang poured his utmost effort into a single sword strike, pushing it to the peak of heaven, wielding such terrifying sword intent.
But in the end, it was a light flick, the tip of Chang Xiang Si's sword trembling slightly like ripples on autumn lake. It lifted a bloom of sword energy and intent, woven into a delicate flower of blades.
Semitransparent sword blossoms, reflecting the blade's edge like frost and snow.
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The petals fall one by one.
And all the glory surrounding Jian Shi's prowess, too, vanished like smoke on the wind...
He sheathed his sword.
There are some more specific instances that resemble Cui Yi more closely.
Two renowned swords of the world, each lay in quiet repose.
Those bent green bamboos stood straight again, and their sharp leaves, of course, softened their edges.
Only then did the wind begin to blow.
Then whoosh, whoosh...
Bamboo Sea Listening to the Tides.
"You win." Cui Yi walked out of his state of 'emptiness' and said very calmly, "Do you need me to announce it throughout the academy"
Jiang Wang said earnestly: "I'm here only to learn from you, not for fame. No one in the world will know the outcome of this battle."
Cui Yi more only "oh" one sound.
That's really not a big deal.
Then Jiang Wang bowed to him and said, "Farewell."
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For such a person, don't waste their time; that is the greatest respect you can show them.
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Leaving Qínkǔ Academy, continue eastward.
The war between the two countries has officially begun, and the current battle lines are concentrated around the area of Yúan City.
But this situation certainly won't last long. Fierce warriors like Jing Baji, Tie Futuo, and the Wang Zhang cavalry cannot be confined to such a small space for long. It is foreseeable that... as the war intensifies, the entire Sheng Kingdom may become a battlefield for the two major powers!
The northern and central regions, too, could inevitably fall into turmoil.
Jiang Wang, who had never set foot in the Zhongyu domain before, this time came in person.
Unlike the atmosphere of impending storm and chaos one might imagine, the journey was surprisingly peaceful. People seemed oblivious to the ongoing war, as if the clash of two powerful nations were nothing more than clouds gathering on the horizon.
Perhaps Jiang Wang's location was still far from Sheng Guo, or perhaps it was because people from the Zhongyu region had built up their confidence over a long period of time.
After all, from Daoli Xinhua to the present day, Jingguo has always occupied the center of the world.
Of course, as for Jing Guo, Jiang Wang doesn't have many thoughts about it right now.
If he were a genius who challenged the world from outside the realm of the Heavenly Kingdom... It is unclear whether Chen Suan has achieved divine power. Even if he hasn't, Chen Suan would probably be too busy to pay attention to him now.
At the beginning, when borrowing Starlight from Master Guanyin in Xingyueyuan, Jiang Wang pressed down on the opponent with a sword. He couldn't feel at ease, and Chen Suan wouldn't truly be convinced either.
But in major events like personal glory and the grand Battle of Jingmu, Chen Suan's choice would be self-evident.
As for the rest... it's best they don't fight.
It's not that Jing Guo has no one to fight, it's just that Jiang Wang only seeks the strongest one.
Before the confluence of the Yellow River, he died at the gate of Myriad Demons. The first in the Jingguo Mansion, if he had survived, he would undoubtedly be a formidable opponent now.
But reality is so cold, like a corpse, losing its temperature and gradually cooling down... No matter how talented a person was, surpassing all their peers in Jingguo, once they died, no one remembered them soon after.
Not even Jiang Wang, let alone within the Jingguo region, could there be many who still remembered his name.
But it doesn't matter much.
Jiang Wang's journey is for Qingya Academy.
In the almost Daoist-dominated Central Plains, Qingya Academy managed to establish itself and gain widespread fame, ranking among the top four academies in the world. It became a coveted academic haven for all scholars, naturally possessing extraordinary qualities.
Perhaps due to the influence of the free-spirited Taoist culture of Zhongyu, Qingya Academy also possesses a certain unrestrained and natural Daoist air.
In the ranks of aspiring academies like Qinkù, Lóngmén, and Mùgǔ, Qīngyá Academy stands out with its carefree and unique character.
Of course, Jiang Wang is also very aware of this...
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Carrying Yi Tang's letter of recommendation, I visited him without encountering any obstacles.
It was also very easy to see the goal of this trip —
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The man known as the talented prodigy of the Three Excellences, Mo Ci.
Unlike Xu Xiangqian, who claims to be a gifted prodigy.
Though known as the "Three Great Masters of Elegance," these words were personally acknowledged by senior Confucian scholars.
The so-called "Three Excellences" refer to the excellences in poetry, qin (a traditional Chinese zither), and swordsmanship.
Mo Ci considered himself first in poetry, second in the qin (a Chinese stringed instrument), and third in the sword. But even this third-ranked sword was unmatched by his peers at the academy.
And his poetry collection, "Cloud-Hidden Peach Blossoms," became a bestseller in Zhongyu for many years, to the point where paper was scarce in Tianjing.
In comparison, Xu Gao's "Shenxiu Poetry Collection", which was created at a high cost and self-funded, has only sold nineteen copies to date.
The buyers were Li Longchuan, Jiang Wang, Yan Fu, Yao Zishu...
At this moment, Mo Ci who appeared before Jiang Wang was rather slender. His brow and eyes were full of spirit, and a long robe accentuated his elegant bearing. At his waist hung a jade pendant in ink color, with extremely fine carvings that were difficult to discern without careful observation.
His attitude was excellent, especially after Jiang Wang revealed his identity by taking off his hat.
“This isn't the other prodigy from the 'Gǎn Mǎ Shān Shuāng Jiāo'!”
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He swore he never wanted to speak of it again, that he had ever been to Ganma Mountain.
But Mo Ci's tone was actually approachable, of course with some teasing in it, but there wasn't any malice.
Jiang Wang also had to say: "I didn't expect Gan Ma Shan to be so famous."
"Of course!" Mo Ci said solemnly: "As the saying goes, 'Horses racing on Mount Gan, literary thoughts flow like a torrent. No one in the world can match them, these unparalleled twin talents.' This poem was quite popular here...hahahaha..."
He was laughing to himself in the middle of a sentence.
Jiang Wang wanted to resign on the spot.
"Luckily, Mo Ci laughed for a while before reacting and changed to a relatively serious tone: "By the way, what brings you to Qingya Academy this time"
He fidgeted with the letter in his hand: "Does it still need to be written by Yi Tang"
To be honest, I came to Qingshan Academy this time hoping to spar with Senior Brother Mo Ci." Jiang Wang smiled bitterly. "I didn't expect to be late."
That's why I said I was late.
It was because of Mo Ci before him. His spiritual awareness was refined, his aura deeply concealed, he already seemed like a god who had descended to cultivate.
Mo Ci naturally understood Jiang Wang's meaning, and his expression was a little strange: "You want to test your sword against the world, don't you want to check some information first I have been a god for a long time."
The importance of information is undeniable.
The saying "know yourself and your enemy, and you will win a hundred battles" is by no means an empty phrase, but rather a military maxim that has been repeatedly verified through blood over thousands of years.
On the battlefield, so it is, and in individual competition as well.
Jiang Wang wouldn't have been able to kill Hai Zongming if he hadn't received Zhu Biqiong's report in advance, gained intelligence about Hai Zongming through Chong Xuan Sheng, and received strategies from Chong Xuan Chulang... Even with the help, it would have been very difficult to kill Hai Zongming.
On the other hand, if Haizongming knew about Jiang Wang's situation thoroughly, he would have little chance of turning things around.
Mo Ci felt that... Jiang Wang was being a little too confident. To actually challenge each person one by one without even doing the most basic intelligence gathering, putting all his hopes on his own personal strength, was simply reckless.
But after saying it, I thought again. Trying swords across the world and seeking out each school's best swordsman is a manifestation of confidence itself.
Jiang Wang is young and already famous, so it's understandable that he has such confidence.
"It's not that Jiang Wang is arrogant or underestimates the heroes of the world." Jiang Wang said seriously: "I just want to verify my skills along the way and don't want to be interfered with by any other factors... To be honest, my combat ability will affect my judgment on my own cultivation."
This statement sounds very arrogant at first!
Because his fighting ability was so strong that it could influence his own cultivation judgment, he chose not to investigate beforehand or prepare in advance. He simply walked forward, encountering and understanding through battles. All he did was spar with the strongest individuals from all walks of life, testing himself wholeheartedly!
How many people dare to say that
However, Jiang Wang's expression was so sincere.
Mo Ci thus knew, he truly did think that way, and was truly doing so.
"Interesting, interesting!"
Mo Ci said, “With your kind of spirit, I don’t think there is any fellow disciple at Qingya Academy who could surpass you. But since you are here, it wouldn’t be worthwhile to come all this way for nothing. Today, among the outer disciples at the academy, I have seen…”
He counted on his fingers: "Seventeen people!"
An involuntary smile appeared on her face: "I called you all over to spar with you, to test yourself and see how you've progressed."
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