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The organizer of this year's Sword Technique Conference was Shentu Wudi. There were a total of fifty participants, all of whom were Origin Realm swordsmen. Most of them were in their thirties, and only a few were in their twenties.
Chu Mu noticed that among these fifty swordsmen, the one with the highest cultivation was Dacheng. After all, they were not very old. To have such strength meant that their talents were better than ordinary people. Even the forces behind them were not simple.
As the organizer, Shentu Wudi naturally knew about everyone present. He introduced them one by one, letting them know their names and simple backgrounds.
"The Sword Technique Conference of our Jinsha Commandery does not have any strict rules. We only invite fellow practitioners to come and discuss swordsmanship and mutual improvement. Therefore, there is no need for you to feel restrained. You can do as you please. You can say whatever you want and spar with whoever you want." Shentu Wudi sat on the main seat and chuckled. "The Sword Technique Conference is also a way to make friends with the sword."
Chu Mu sat quietly. Perhaps because everyone was new here, no one wanted to be the first to take the lead.
Shentu Wudi was not nervous at all. He knew that this was only temporary. Everyone had not fully integrated into the Sword Technique Conference.
After about thirty breaths of time, someone chuckled.
"Hahaha, since no one wants to be the first to take the lead, I, Long Qianshan, will do it." A silhouette stood up. He was tall and sturdy, and looked to be around thirty-four or thirty-five years old. His tiger-like eyes shone brightly as he walked to the center of the open space with a majestic gait. "Which sword friend is willing to come up and give me some pointers?"
"Let me throw a brick to attract jade." With a chuckle, a figure flashed and appeared in front of Long Qianshan. It was a man in his thirties with an elegant demeanor.
"According to the rules of the Sword Technique Conference, only sword techniques can be used during the spar. Sword energy, sword intent, and esoteric power are not allowed. Brother Long and Brother Li, please make good use of this." Shentu Wudi reminded.
After all, the Sword Technique Conference of Jinsha County was not like the Sword Technique Conference of a large sect. There was no restriction on the use of Sword Origin and Sword Essence. After all, it would cost a lot of money and resources.
Therefore, he could only rely on himself.
Fortunately, since the beginning of the Sword Technique Conference, no one had ever used Sword Essence, Sword Essence, or Profound Meanings in a sword competition, which broke the rules of the Sword Technique Conference.
Long Qianshan and Sword Master Li slowly drew their swords and each took a stance.
Long Qianshan's sword was wider than a normal sword. It was about the width of a palm and thicker.
Although it was said to be a sparring session, different swordsmen had different ways of applying the same basic sword technique. First of all, it would be reflected in the starting stance.
A sharp aura immediately spread out from the two of them. Before their swords moved, their auras had already clashed.
"Slash!" Long Qianshan shouted as he slashed out with his sword. It was as powerful as thunder, causing the wind to howl and the thunder to explode. It was as if the space in front of him had been split open.
The body of an Origin Realm swordsman had been refined nine times when he was in the Ninth Transformation Realm. In the end, when he broke through to the Origin Realm, his body would be strengthened by Sword Origin. Compared to his body when he was in the Qi Hai Realm, his body would be ten times stronger.
Even if a swordsman did not pay attention to training his body, his body would be constantly stimulated and naturally become stronger as his cultivation increased. A normal Qi Hai Realm swordsman could easily lift a few hundred pounds of weight. Under the situation where his body was ten times stronger, even if he could not easily lift a few thousand pounds of weight, it would be normal for him to have the strength of a thousand pounds with a single arm.
A sword attack with the strength of a thousand pounds combined with an explosive force was terrifying. Especially when it was infused with his own understanding of sword techniques, it would increase the power of the attack.
Facing Long Qianshan's attack, Sword Master Li's expression did not change. He took a step forward and the sword in his hand pierced out like an aurora. It was unbelievably fast.
The other swordsmen all opened their eyes wide as they watched the two of them fight.
Even if they did not go up and fight, watching others fight was also a reward.
The two swordsmen had different styles of swordsmanship. Long Qianshan's swordsmanship was focused on momentum. Each of his sword strikes was very powerful, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate violently. On the other hand, Swordsman Li's swordsmanship was very fast. Each strike was extremely fast.
The collision of the swords caused countless sparks to fly. An ear-piercing sound resounded throughout the third floor of the Golden Sand Arena.
"You will lose!" Long Qianshan roared. He held his sword with both hands and chopped down. It was as if he could cut a mountain in half. Sword Master Li was caught off guard and was forced to retreat. The sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand. Luckily, he reacted in time and prevented himself from losing face.
"Brother Long's sword techniques are indeed extraordinary." Sword Master Li smiled and saluted with his sword before returning to his seat.
"Thank you for letting me win." Long Qianshan laughed and looked around again, "Is there anyone else who wants to spar with me?"
"Brother Long's sword techniques are amazing. I am itching to spar with you." Another swordsman in his thirties stood up and walked over. He took out his sword and pointed it at Long Qianshan. The smile on his face disappeared and his eyes became sharp. The Qi of his sword seemed to have been stimulated. It was extremely sharp.
"Take this!" shouted Long Qianshan. He slashed out with his sword again. His momentum was terrifying.
"Good!" Sword Master Wang shouted in a low voice. He slashed out with his sword, filled with killing intent. His style of swordsmanship was simple and direct. Every strike was aimed at a vital point, and his killing intent was obvious.
Long Qianshan's swordsmanship was full of power and vigor. The surrounding air was drawn in and merged with the swords, causing each of his swords to be even more powerful. It created an invisible pressure on the surrounding area.
Chu Mu watched attentively. Although both Long Qianshan and Sword Master Wang's sword techniques were not as good as his, each of them had their own unique characteristics.
Sword Master Wang's sword techniques were simple and sharp. However, he was being suppressed by Long Qianshan's sword techniques. The reason was simple. Long Qianshan's sword techniques were better than Sword Master Wang's.
After a few dozen attacks, Long Qianshan showed a flaw. Sword Master Wang was eager to win. He immediately seized the opportunity and defeated Sword Master Wang.
"Thank you for letting me win." Long Qianshan said. However, he did not look like he was going to let Sword Master Wang win. After defeating two people in a row, he looked insufferably arrogant, "Is there anyone else who wants to spar with me?"
After a few breaths of time, no one went up. Shentu Wudi had a faint smile on his face. He did not look like he was going to fight.
He was the organizer. As the organizer, he would not fight so easily.
"We are just exchanging sword techniques. Do you think the outcome of the battle is that important?" Long Qianshan waved his sword, creating a loud whistling sound as if he was mocking them.
"Since that is the case, let me, Lin Guangyao, fight Brother Long." A male swordsman, who seemed to be less than thirty years old, stood up, took a step forward, and appeared in front of Long Qianshan as if he was teleporting. He gave Long Qianshan a simple sword salute.
"Brother Lin, please." Long Qianshan did not perform a sword salute and casually said. He pulled out a sword flower with one hand and instantly shot it out.
With a loud whistling sound, the sword flower bloomed and rushed towards Lin Guangyao. Lin Guangyao's reaction was extremely fast. His body flashed and he pulled out his sword with lightning speed. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! In just a moment, Lin Guangyao had stabbed more than ten times and destroyed the sword flower.
In an instant, Lin Guangyao's sword turned into a ray of light and pierced towards Long Qianshan. With a slight cracking sound, the ray of light exploded. It was as if they had turned into meteors. Dozens of them all rushed towards Long Qianshan.
Lin Guangyao's sword was even faster than Sword Master Li's.
Long Qianshan's expression changed slightly. Lin Guangyao's sword was too fast and made him feel threatened.
In an instant, Long Qianshan's left hand grasped the sword hilt. Instead of holding the sword with one hand, he held the sword with both hands. The muscles on his arms bulged and were filled with power. With a sweep of his sword, a sonic boom resounded. Countless explosions occurred in the air. It was as if ten thousand horses were galloping.
That one sword swept through as if it could sweep through an army. It was extremely domineering and shocking. All of Lin Guangyao's rays of light were destroyed. That sword also brought along a strong airflow that seemed to have condensed into a sword blade and slashed towards Lin Guangyao.
Lin Guangyao's expression changed greatly. He immediately retreated. His footsteps intertwined with the sound of wind. The sword in his hand continuously pierced out, destroying Long Qianshan's strong sword wind.
Long Qianshan's sword strike was extremely powerful. Everyone present could feel the strong wind blowing towards them, causing their hair to flutter in the wind.
Lin Guangyao took advantage of Long Qianshan's body. He intertwined with Long Qianshan's sword at an extremely fast speed. Every strike was like a meteor falling from the sky.
Long Qianshan was not good at speed. He stood still like a mountain on the ground. Suddenly, a majestic aura appeared. It was extremely extraordinary. He was still holding the sword with both hands. Every strike was filled with power. Wherever he passed, meteors would explode.
Suddenly, Long Qianshan's sword revolved around his body, creating a terrifying sword storm. Lin Guangyao, who was in the middle of attacking, did not have time to retreat. He was immediately struck by the sword. His sword flew out of his hand. Lin Guangyao also retreated a few steps.
The flying sword shot towards Chu Mu. Chu Mu gently grabbed the sword and threw it into Lin Guangyao's scabbard. This move made everyone's eyes light up.
"Thank you for letting me win. Who else wants to spar with me?" After defeating the third swordsman, Long Qianshan was in high spirits. He felt that he was invincible and immediately shouted.
This time, no one immediately went up. Long Qianshan had defeated three people in a row. He was in the limelight and his aura was imposing. He was at his peak. Moreover, his sword skills were indeed very strong.
"You must be the genius swordsman surnamed Chu from the Li Clan. Why don't you come up and spar with me?" Long Qianshan immediately pointed his spear at Chu Mu. Looking at his eyes, Chu Mu immediately understood that this young master of the Long Clan wanted to deal with him.
"Hahahaha, how can I miss such a grand event …" A burst of laughter suddenly rang out. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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