The four-star Sword Of Gojoseon, Ji Tianxiang's explanation of power control was extremely detailed. The rest would be up to the swordsmen to cultivate themselves.
"Instructor, I've been cultivating power control for the past few years. Although I haven't reached the advanced level, I've gained some insights recently. Can I find someone to spar with so that you can give me some pointers?" An ancient swordsman suddenly stood up and bowed to Ji Tianxiang.
"Alright." Ji Tianxiang nodded. He also wanted to see if anyone could catch his eye.
"Who's willing to spar with me on the battle arena?" Peng Quan turned his head and swept his gaze across the crowd with a smile. His gaze paused slightly on Chu Mu and the other swordsmen with a hint of provocation.
None of the ancient swordsmen agreed because they knew that rather than showing Ji Tianxiang what they had learned over the past few years, it was more like showing off their strength to the swordsmen of the nine continents.
Ji Tianxiang seemed to have understood something as well. A faint smile flashed across his face. He didn't say anything. Instead, he waited patiently.
Speaking once a month could be as short as four hours or as long as twelve hours. Less than two hours had passed, so there was no need for him to be anxious.
Ji Tianxiang did not look down on the swordsmen of the nine continents at all, nor did he attach importance to them. He only treated them calmly.
If he had to make a choice between the swordsmen of the Immemorial World and the swordsmen of the nine continents, he would naturally choose the swordsmen of the Immemorial World because he himself was a swordsman of the Immemorial World.
However, if the swordsmen of the nine continents could display outstanding talent and surprise him, Ji Tianxiang would change his mind.
He had never been to the nine continents before. He only knew from hearsay and some of his own insights that the nine continents were far inferior to the Immemorial World in terms of cultivation environment and resources.
In theory, the swordsmen of the Immemorial World should be more outstanding than the swordsmen of the nine continents.
Most of the swordsmen who had entered the Immemorial World this time were in their thirties, while the swordsmen of the Immemorial World were only in their twenties at the same level of strength. There was a difference of nearly ten years.
Some of the more talented Primordial Swordsmen would become Sword Of Gojoseon in their thirties.
However, Ji Tianxiang still wanted to see if there were any outstanding swordsmen from the nine continents who could compare to the swordsmen from the ancient world.
Peng Quan leapt up and landed on the stage like an eagle. She drew her sword and pointed it at the swordsmen from the nine continents. She said, "We swordsmen from the Archean World know what it means to control power and what it means to reach the threshold before you do. If you want to walk down this path as soon as possible, the best method is to personally experience it. Although I haven't reached Entry Realm yet, I'm not far from it. "
In other words, Peng Quan was saying that he had walked faster and further on the path of controlling power than the swordsmen of the nine continents.
"Then I'll have a taste of your skills." A swordsman from the nine continents couldn't help but ask. He leaped into the air and landed on the stage. He unsheathed his sword and thrust it forward.
After listening to Ji Tianxiang's lecture on controlling power, he couldn't help but give it a try this time. He found it very difficult.
As he thrust his sword forward, his own power subconsciously poured into the sword, bringing with it the sound of wind and thunder. The sword's momentum was shocking as it swept forward.
Peng Quan wasn't surprised at all. Instead, she smiled disdainfully. The swordsmen from the Archean World also smiled disdainfully. This kind of attack seemed shocking, but it didn't even touch the surface of controlling power. At least seventy percent of one's power was wasted, and they couldn't even unleash their full power.
Ji Tianxiang was indifferent. He didn't believe that a swordsman could immediately reach the threshold of controlling power with just a single lecture.
"I'll let you properly experience the power of controlling power," Peng Quan growled. She didn't dodge at all. Instead, she swung her sword to meet the opponent's sword.
Compared to the two swords, Peng Quan's sword was weaker, but it seemed to be free of many restraints. It was faster and arrived first.
When the sword was about three inches away from Peng Quan, Peng Quan used her own strength. Instantly, it surged into the sword and exploded, causing the speed of the sword to suddenly increase by thirty percent. It was faster and more powerful, and the momentum that erupted was even more violent and ferocious.
The opponent's expression drastically changed. Whether it was the speed or the explosive power of this sword, that terrifying aura had locked onto him. The sword's pressure made him feel as if he had nowhere to dodge.
After all, it was a competition and not a life and death battle. Peng Quan's wrist slightly twisted, and the sword turned from a slash to a slap, slapping the opponent's chest. The tyrannical power shattered the opponent's protective sword aura. The opponent's body flew back uncontrollably. He spat out blood as he landed on the ground. He staggered back a few steps. His face was pale and filled with disbelief.
Although the two of them had the same cultivation base, and there wasn't much of a difference in the purity of Sword Yuan and the comprehension of Sword Intent, it was still hard to accept that he was defeated so easily.
Controlling power. Everything was because of controlling power.
Chu Mu was a bit surprised. Peng Quan's control of power was even more profound than Situ Xiu's and Yang Lie's. It could be said that she was very, very close to Entering Realm.
However, being very close didn't mean that she could break through quickly. Sometimes, it could be done in a short one or two months. Sometimes, it might not even take one or two years. Within the Sky Edge Sword Palace, there were many swordsmen at Peng Quan's level.
"Who else wants to give me some pointers?" After defeating her opponent in one strike, Peng Quan waved her sword and shouted in high spirits.
"I'll do it," Jiang Chuan coldly replied. His legs kicked off, and he jumped high into the air, landing on the stage.
"Draw your sword." Peng Quan's gaze was somewhat condescending as she stared at Jiang Chuan.
Jiang Chuan didn't get angry. His temperament was calm as he slowly drew his sword. After performing a sword salute, he held his sword horizontally in front of him, waiting with rapt attention.
This was because in his heart, Jiang Chuan didn't think that he could defeat her. His true goal was to personally experience the might of controlling power. A more direct experience would be more helpful to his cultivation.
Looking at Jiang Chuan's posture, Peng Quan knew that her opponent wouldn't be so rash as to attack first. Instead, he adopted a conservative defensive posture. This defensive posture was able to block attacks from all angles to the greatest extent.
"However, I'll let you know that your defense is useless." Peng Quan's lips curled into a cold smile as she stabbed out with her sword.
This sword was light as a feather, as if it didn't contain any power. The trajectory of the stab was also very ordinary. However, Jiang Chuan didn't dare to blink. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and tried his best to see it more clearly.
"Hit!" Peng Quan exhaled and shouted. She was full of power. When her sword was three inches away from Jiang Chuan, she poured her power into the sword, causing it to explode. A rumbling sound rang out, as if the mountains were collapsing and the earth was splitting apart.
Jiang Chuan hurriedly used his sword to block. His left hand directly pressed against the sword to strengthen his defense.
In a split second, Jiang Chuan felt a terrifying force collide with his sword. The power he had poured into his sword showed signs of dissipating. The tyrannical force caused his hand to go numb. His entire body was pushed back uncontrollably until he reached the edge of the arena. He almost fell out of the arena.
"So powerful …" Jiang Chuan's face paled. His eyes were filled with shock. Only after personally experiencing the so-called control of power did he understand its might.
When using the same level of power, there was at least a thirty percent difference in power between the two.
Then, if he reached the Advanced realm, would he be even more powerful?
"Thank you for your guidance." Jiang Chuan sheathed his sword and bowed to Peng Quan. Even though he knew that Peng Quan was deliberately making a fool of him, he still learned something.
Jiang Chuan's actions made Ji Tianxiang smile. He nodded imperceptibly, which also surprised the Immemorial Swordsmen.
"Is there not a single one of you who can fight me?" Peng Quan's attitude didn't change because of Jiang Chuan's humility. It was as if he was deliberately angering the swordsmen of the nine continents. His tone was even sharper and more aggressive.
Another swordsman entered the arena. This time, he didn't take defensive measures, nor did he attack with his sword. Instead, he used light swordsmanship, coupled with light footwork. He constantly attacked from various angles. At a glance, he was everywhere on the arena.
"Could it be that you think you can contend against me by using such methods? I'll show you how wrong you are. " Peng Quan sneered. His body moved, easily but effectively dodging his opponent's sword. Then, he slashed out with his sword. Three inches of power exploded. There was no way to dodge, so he could only take it head-on. Under the explosion of power, his whole body flew out like a leaf.
"Control of power is not only used in the sword. It can also be used in footwork." Peng Quan said proudly. He hadn't used much energy in the three battles.
Indeed, control of power was the control of all kinds of power in one's body. There was no specific direction to use it in.
Be it swordsmanship, footwork, or footwork, in short, as long as it could be used, it could be used.
A truly powerful swordsman could control every part of his body and every bit of power as he wished.
Peng Quan's third opponent wasn't injured. He was very skilled in light swordsmanship. When he was hit by the sword, he immediately used the force to retreat. Although his Qi and blood were shaken, he was fine after a short rest.
"If no one else enters the arena, today's swordsmanship competition will end here," Ji Tianxiang said.
"Me." A voice rang out. Immediately after, a figure flickered like a dream and appeared on the fighting stage. Facing Peng Quan was Chu Mu. (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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