Chapter 250: Chapter 188: Eight Swords Flying Together, Understanding the Essence of the Sword! _3
As for the “True Meaning of Martial Art”?
Xu Yang believed that he could understand it.
A martial artist skilled in the essence of the fist could comprehend the essence of the fist, a martial artist skilled in blade skills could comprehend the essence of the blade…so could he comprehend the essence of the sword?
The moment the sword light enveloped him, Xu Yang was silently opening his system attribute panel while fighting the Asura Sect assassin.
[Name]:Xu Yang
[Age]:22 years old
[Daoist Arts]:Divine Ascension Scripture
[Daoist Skills]:Fire Manipulation Skill (Entering Dao), Water Manipulation Skill (Entering Dao), Wulei Rules (Entering Dao), Paper Cutting Skill (Entering Dao), Earth Escape Skill, Dream Creation Skill (Entering Dao)
[Martial Arts]:Land Flight Skill (fairly adept), Soul Searching, Disguise Art, Eight Forms of Famous Sword Skills.
[Cultivation]:Middle Stage of Entering Dao Realm
[Magical Artifact]:Supreme Purification Seal (Daoist artifact), Big Iron Hammer
[Merits]:118,ooo points
[Storage Space]:ioo cubic yards
In his mind, the system’s alert sounds followed one after another with just one thought—
“Ding!”
“Merit Points-iooo, Famous Sword’s Eight Forms +1”
“Ding!”
“Merit Points-iooo, Famous Sword’s Eight Forms +1”
“Ding…”
Xu Yang felt his understanding of “Eight Forms of the Famous Sword” deepen, with a sense of practicing and comprehending this sword technique for decades, even hundreds of years. Subsequently, a barely discernible essence of the sword began to rise from him!
He slowly closed his eyes.
The Asura Sect’s assassin retreated explosively. Under his incredulous look, the hint of sword essence on Xu Yang became denser and denser!
Hum!
The air vibrates!
Around him, strands of misty sword aura emerged, and the first sword of energy slowly formed.
Then came the second, third, fourth-
in a blink of an eye, a total of eight energy swords appeared, their tips pointed toward the sky, hovering around Xu Yang, uncertainly. The sharp sword essence, the sharp sword aura, erupted from Xu Yang, causing a light wind to blow in the air.
The big trees on both sides of the road swayed slowly, and green leaves fell silently, splitting into halves without a sound as they landed.
Shh shh shh shh!
Sword marks appeared on the road under Xu Yang’s feet.
“Sword…the essence of the sword?”
Feng Zhaoqing swallowed, stared incredulously at this scene and bellowed incredulously in his heart, “Impossible, absolutely impossible. Master Xu is a Daoist, who also dabbled in martial arts, and his weapon of proficiency is hammer skills…Northwest Hammer King’s fame, is it not justified?”
“Why would a Daoist who specializes in hammer skills comprehend the true meaning of martial arts and master the essence of the sword?”
“And…the sharpness of this sword essence, clearly his mastery of the true meaning of martial arts, is much higher than mine…”
Exploded!
Damn it!
An old martial artist who has been practicing martial arts for twenty years is less accomplished than a young Daoist in martial arts?
Nevertheless, Xu Yang suddenly opened his eyes.
There seemed to be a flash of sword light in his eyes.
“Eight Swords Flying Together, Kill!”
With a wave of his hand, the eight energy swords around him took flight. In the instant they flew out, they merged into one. Although the sword was not a real sword but a compilation of sword aura and sword essence, its power surpassed that of a real sword!
“Aaaaah!!!”
“This is impossible!”
“Fake!”
“They’re all fake!”
“Why do you, a Daoist, comprehend the true meaning of martial arts and control the essence of the sword during the fight?”
The Asura Sect’s assassin raged hysterically, and the moon-curved blade in his hand shined for the last time. With a swing, he roared, “Break this damned illusion!”
The sword and the blade met, and there was a loud noise before everything returned to silence.
A droplet of blood fell from the forehead of the Asura Sect assassin.
With wide eyes, he touched his forehead, looked at the fresh blood on his finger, murmured, “No…this isn’t real!”
Immediately after,
he fell to the ground with a loud thud, his life running out rapidly.
The scene was silent for about half a minute, the media reporters present ran over as if waking up from a drcam. Seeing this, Xu Yang quickly said, “Don’t take photos yet…don’t take photos yet…dear reporter friends, let me change my clothes first!”
He hastily picked up the big iron hammer and entered the academy with a flash.
When he came out again, he was clean and free of blood stains. His hairstyle was back in place, and he had put on the Daoist robe left by the old man.
Standing at the gate of the future “Wu City Martial Arts Academy,” Xu Yang said, “The incident just now was an accident. There’s no need to be scared. It was an assassination attempt on me by murderers hired by my enemies from abroad…Okay, let’s continue with the topic we were discussing.”
“As I mentioned before, there are certain differences between martial artists and Dao followers, such as physical strength…compared to a martial artist of the same realm, the weakness of a Dao follower is very apparent; that is, physical frailty.”
The atmosphere at the scene quieted down again.
Even Feng Zhaoqing, not far away cleaning up the “battlefield,” couldn’t help but spit out a curse—
“Tsk!”
“Shameless!”
Seeing the atmosphere quiet down, the reporter arranged by Feng Zhaoqing quickly jumped out to lighten the mood, “Hahaha…Master Xu certainly has a sense of humor. Bullets can’t hurt your flesh. The sword aura of the assassin left deep marks on the road, but didn’t cause substantial damage to you. This shows that Master Xu’s physical body is very strong!”
However, upon hearing this reporter’s professional terminology, Xu Yang knew immediately that he wasn’t a real reporter…
Most likely, he was someone arranged by Feng Zhaoqing.
So, he followed the reporter’s words, “I am indeed an exception. Besides cultivation, 1 also like to exercise, so my body is a little stronger than the average Dao follower!”
The “fake reporter” was taken aback.
You call this “a little”?
Shouldn’t it be a ton more?
PS: The second update is here, a big chapter with 5000 words.. The day has ended, thanks to the 5000 points reward from the reader, and the 100 points reward from the sincere eating reader!