1062 Chapter
Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You lost to him when you were ten years old, and you already admire him until now? "I guess I'm not as good as you right now."
"You're thinking too much …" I don't know what realm Ji Hantian is at, but he's definitely a genius amongst geniuses. You've never seen him before, so you don't understand how terrifying he is … "Xiao Xin'er said seriously.
Ye Fan didn't expect that Xiao Xin'er would use "terrifying" to describe Ji Hantian. It seemed like that guy really did have some skills.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Xin'er said, "I'm going back. Tomorrow, the Ancient Martial Competition will start at nine in the morning. Don't forget!"
After saying that, Xiao Xin'er's body flashed and she quickly returned to the military.
Ye Fan stood at the top of the empty mountain. The night wind blew across his face, giving him a trace of coldness.
The words that Xiao Xin'er had said to him tonight seemed to have made some things in his heart clear, causing him to feel a lot of emotions …
Ye Fan lowered his head, looked at his hands, and clenched his fists …
"One of a kind …" A person … "
Ye Fan muttered to himself as he sat down cross-legged. He raised his head and looked at the night sky. A crescent moon hung high in the sky.
"You must be alone too …" Ye Fan looked at the moonlight and smiled.
It was still early, but Ye Fan had already confirmed that Su Qingxue was fine. He felt at ease and planned to start training as usual.
He felt that his strength was far from enough to protect all of his loved ones. Moreover, he still had a lot of potential that he could tap into, and he had even more motivation to train.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan was startled again. Through the conversation just now, he vaguely seemed to have a clearer idea of his own sword intent …
Sword intent … Belongs to me. A unique sword intent
As he muttered in his heart, Ye Fan subconsciously reached out to touch his Sword God's Ring.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to use his spiritual force, which was stronger than before, to enter the world within the ring.
As if a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind, Ye Fan's divine sense once again entered the boundless wasteland filled with swords.
That huge mountain was still towering into the sky, and it was impossible to see where the peak was.
However, compared to last time, the location where Ye Fan appeared was much closer to the mountain than before. He had already walked up a high slope.
He even felt that the number of swords here had already surpassed all the swords on Earth.
At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly discovered that at the bottom of the slope, there was a relatively large sword that looked rather familiar!
Truesteel Sword!?
Fan Xian suddenly discovered that it was one of the eight swords that he had used a few times!?
The sail tried to reach the position of the Truesteel Sword, reached out to touch it, and pulled it out.
That's right, this feeling was indeed that of the Truesteel Sword.
Following which, Ye Fan turned his head and looked at a higher position. A dazzling treasured sword was shining in all directions.
He walked over and wanted to pick up the sword to see what kind of sword it was.
However, just as he was about to go up, he discovered that there was an insurmountable resistance that prevented Ye Fan from going up!
The sail clenched its teeth, and forcefully wanted to take the sword, but, the Sword God's Ring seemed to reject him, and directly shook him away!
"Ah!"
Ye Fan opened his eyes and his consciousness returned to reality. His forehead was covered in cold sweat!
He looked at the Sword God's Ring in bewilderment, and suddenly a thought popped up in his mind …
Could it be that the closer one got to that mountain, the higher the sword, the stronger the realm one needed to obtain it?!
When he first fought with Auland, he could only obtain a few basic swords. Later on, when his sword intent increased, a famous sword that was on the level of the Eight Swords of the Yue King appeared.
And that treasured sword with a halo of light flowing around it looked even more extraordinary than the Eight Swords of the Yue King. It was most likely an even stronger sword.
In conclusion, the Sword God's Ring would only be given to swords that matched the realm of sword intent!
"Realm …" "Realm …" Ye Fan frowned, although in his heart, through his understanding of his own life, he had some ideas about sword intent.
However, to truly step into the first great realm of sword intent in one fell swoop, to have a sword in his hand and a sword in his heart, he always felt that he lacked such an opportunity …
Back then, Ling Qingfeng and the others had said that sooner or later, he would know the name of his sword intent.
But up until now, Ye Fan still hadn't appeared in his mind.
His sword intent... What was it?
Perhaps the other swordsmen would feel helpless if they knew about Ye Fan's troubles.
Ye Fan didn't even have a clear understanding of his own sword intent, but the power of his sword intent had already surpassed many mature sword intents.
But the truth was like this.
Every swordsman's sword intent was different, and its strength was different. Even if one's realm was high, it might not necessarily be stronger. This was because everyone's sword intent was destined to have a different starting point from "birth".
Even a newborn elephant was much stronger than an adult ant. This was the true portrayal of sword intent. leaf
Fan Xian felt that he needed to spend some time to properly sort out his own sword intent. At the same time, he also needed to sort out his own life in order to comprehend more things.
However, tomorrow was the World Martial Competition. Next, he might have to fight against the Sacred Blood Association and the Doomsday King. He didn't have much time …
Suddenly, Ye Fan had an idea!
It seemed... The time inside the Sword God's Ring was much slower than outside!
Although he couldn't enter with his body, would it be possible for his own spiritual sense to enter and use the time difference to comprehend the concept inside?
In any case, what he was currently pursuing was the realm of sword intent, not the cultivation of his body. Perhaps he could give it a try …
As soon as Fan Xian thought about it, he calmed himself down and allowed his spiritual sense to enter the Sword God's Ring …
Unknowingly, the night had passed.
Ye Fan was like a stone statue, sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, not moving at all.
Until the wee hours of the morning, Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes, two beams of bright light shining brightly.
At this moment, in the sky above the horizon, on the west side, there was a small bright spot, emitting a faint light …
The corner of Ye Fan's mouth curled up into a smile as he muttered, "It's you …"
… ….
The meeting hall of the Beijing military region was already filled with the elites of all the sects in the world before nine in the morning.
Almost all of the important figures in the government and military of China were present, because this crisis was related to the internal stability of China.
On the rostrum of the meeting, Ye Longteng, dressed in military uniform, sat with a few high-ranking leaders.
He frowned as he looked at his watch and looked at the spectator seats below the stage. Su Qingxue and Ling Yu Wei were sitting together, but there was no sign of Ye Fan.
At this moment, Xie Linfuan walked up behind him.
"Advisor, how is it? That kid hasn't come yet? "
Xie Linfuan bitterly smiled and shook his head, "Dragon King, I think boss really doesn't want to come."
"Where's Xiao Xin'er? Didn't she find Ye Fan to go out last night?
"It's not like you don't know the temper of that young miss. How could she be willing to let her run errands to find someone? She said that it's none of her business whether my boss comes back or not!" Xie Linfuan said helplessly.
"This... This kid … Just what is he thinking!?" Ye Long Teng's face was gloomy as he looked at Ye Longyuan, who was a few seats away.
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