In the bamboo forest, the Sword King slowly walked over with a calm expression.
When they were about thirty steps apart, the Sword King stopped and stared at Ye Chen with clear eyes, not saying a word.
Ye Chen also didn't speak. At this moment, the Sword King was the Sword King, but not the Sword King at the same time. The Sword King should be a clone of the palace spirit. It didn't have any thoughts, only instincts.
Puff!
Puff!
Almost at the same time, two iron swords fell from the sky, stabbing at the feet of Ye Chen and the Sword King respectively. The swords sank half a foot into the ground, their hilts still trembling.
"Ye Chen, if you can defeat the Sword King, I don't mind telling you the true cultivation method of Life and Death Realm. If not, I'll have to wait until you're even stronger before teaching it to you."
The palace spirit sat on a stone chair, swinging its legs.
The Sword King and Ye Chen both pulled out their iron swords and calmly looked at each other. Neither made the first move, as if they were observing each other and waiting for the right moment.
Huff!
At this moment, a gust of wind blew past, rolling up countless bamboo leaves on the ground like flying swords.
Hum! Hum!
With a sword hum, the two charged at each other like lightning, swinging their iron swords.
"So fast!"
Ye Chen felt that his movement speed was twice as fast as usual, and his sword swinging speed was also twice as fast. The difference between the two was almost three times. No wonder the Palace Spirit said that he wouldn't even have the time to prepare a killing move. If he was even a little bit slower, he would be killed without any leeway.
Ye Chen's powerful soul power played a crucial role at this moment, allowing him to adapt to such speed in a short time. Otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would be at a disadvantage. What baffled him was that the Sword King didn't seem to be able to adapt to such speed at first, but he soon adjusted as well.
"Seems like this is the palace spirit's doing."
Ye Chen thought inwardly.
Clang!
The iron swords collided with each other, and sparks flew everywhere like a fairy scattering flowers. Some of the bamboo leaves that came into contact with the sparks were immediately set ablaze, like burning moths circling in the air.
Borrowing the powerful recoil, Ye Chen flew back, his blue robes fluttering in the wind. The next moment, he landed on the ground and rushed forward with an even faster speed, stabbing out with his iron sword.
Sword King's reaction was not any slower than Ye Chen's. His figure slightly swayed, dodging Ye Chen's lightning-fast sword strike. His iron sword slashed diagonally at Ye Chen's face.
Rip!
A strand of black hair was cut off. At this critical moment, Ye Chen tilted his head to the Sword King's face.
"Without protective zhen yuan, zhen yuan and soul power cannot be released. This kind of battle is just like fighting in the sword world. However, compared to the sword world, this place is much faster and more dangerous."
Otherwise, he might not have been able to battle against the Sword King. Since ancient times, it was not without reason that the Sword King was able to occupy the position of the strongest sword artist. If he were not ridiculously powerful, he would have long been pulled down from the peak by the later generations.
"However, it's still not enough. If I want to defeat the Sword King, my current foundation is far from enough."
Ding ding dang dang.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them swung their swords continuously, exchanging hundreds of blows. Ye Chen could feel that he was gradually falling into a disadvantageous position. Every move of the Sword King was flawless. This was the realm of having no sword in the hand, but having a sword in the heart. However, it seemed that his opponent was a level higher than him, and was already close to the peak of this realm.
"The realm of having no sword in hand and sword in heart is truly a sight to behold. Even the Heavenly Sword King hasn't reached this realm. It would be strange if he could withstand three sword strikes."
The Temple Spirit was not surprised by this result.
"However, reaching Life and Death realm within a year is not easy. Adding the Sword King and Ye Chen, there are only four of them!"
"All things as swords."
Borrowing the momentum to retreat, Ye Chen suddenly formed a sword with his left hand and pointed at the approaching Sword King.
Chi chi chi chi!
In the air, the spinning bamboo leaves were like flying swords as they shot out. Neither of them had protective Zhen Yuan, so the lethality of the bamboo leaves could not be underestimated. If they were hit, a flaw would appear.
"All things as swords."
However, Ye Chen's plan was shattered. The Sword King could also use all things as swords.
In this place, one couldn't release soul power. Therefore, it was impossible to use soul power to move the bamboo leaves. Ye Chen relied on his powerful sword intent to move the bamboo leaves. Apart from this, these flying sword-like bamboo leaves also contained his comprehension of sword dao. Even if an ordinary sword artist could use their sword intent to move the bamboo leaves as swords, their lethality would be limited. This was because the bamboo leaves were too fragile and couldn't withstand the infusion of sword intent. Only those with high attainments in sword dao could truly use all things as swords. This was something that Ye Chen had comprehended after comprehending the essence of several thousand sword arts of the Sword World.
Bamboo leaves exploded one after another. Ye Chen's bamboo leaves were indestructible and contained the Destruction Sword Intent. On the other hand, the Sword King's bamboo leaves were indestructible and contained the Immortal Sword Intent. As soon as the two collided, they were evenly matched. Neither could do anything to the other.
"Merciless Water and Fire have only allowed me to comprehend the essence of several thousand sword arts. However, I have yet to comprehend the essence of the later ones. I hope I can use this battle to improve."
Ye Chen had only comprehended the sword arts below the tenth level of the Sword World. There were even more profound sword arts above the tenth level. It was easy to comprehend one or two, but to comprehend all of them was not something that could be done in a short period of time. If he could do it, he would have already gained the upper hand.
Not giving up on using all things as swords, Ye Chen continued to control more bamboo leaves to attack the Sword King. As for his real body, he was shuttling through the bamboo leaves to fight against the Sword King. He wanted to make the environment even worse and use it to break through. At this moment, his soul power, which was higher than the Sword King's, was the key to his victory. The trajectory of the bamboo leaves had almost become his instinct. He knew how to dodge and how to evade in advance.
"Not bad, you know how to use your advantage."
The palace spirit nodded.
An advantage was an advantage. If you didn't use your advantage, it wouldn't be called fair, it would be called idiocy. Everyone had an advantage. If you didn't use your advantage, it would be the same as giving others a chance.
The Sword King was worthy of being the strongest sword artist since ancient times. Even in such a bad situation, he still had an unstoppable aura. When those bamboo leaves approached his body, they would be guided by his sword aura and attack back at Ye Chen. Only a small portion of the bamboo leaves could be of some use, but it made it much easier for the Sword King to dodge.
The sound of metal swords clashing was endless. The two of them moved so fast that it was like a fast camera. It was impossible to tell who was who, only a flash of sword light could be seen.
Puff!
A wisp of blood blossomed. One of them was injured.
Their figures crisscrossed, and Ye Chen opened a distance of dozens of meters. He looked down at his waist, where there was a thin sword mark. In the thousands of exchanges, Ye Chen hadn't been hit once. However, the Sword King's battle power had reached an unimaginable level. The last sword, which the Sword King didn't think would touch him, had touched him. If it wasn't for his fast reaction, he would have been cut in half at the waist and suffered a crushing defeat.
"This is the understanding of the sword dao?"
Ye Chen thought back to that sword attack in his mind.
That sword should still be in the No Sword in the Hand, Sword in the Heart, but since it could make him make a prediction mistake, it should have touched the next realm.
As for what the next realm was, Ye Chen naturally knew.
"It's really dangerous!"
Unknowingly, Ye Chen's mental power had multiplied. Even he himself didn't notice it. The pressure brought by the Sword King had aroused his soul power bit by bit. In the past, although Ye Chen's soul power was ten times that of ordinary Life and Death Kings, it was only in terms of quantity. In terms of intensity, it didn't increase much. Intensity was more important than quantity. It meant that he could bring out the effects of his soul power to a higher degree, and comprehend things faster.
A thought was too short, and Ye Chen didn't have much time to think before the Sword King's attack arrived.
Puff!
Puff!
The injuries on Ye Chen's body grew more and more numerous. Blood dyed his clothes red, and he was in danger of being killed at any moment. However, every time, Ye Chen would always be able to avert the danger, displaying his superb willpower and unshakable confidence.
"Eh?"
The Palace Spirit was somewhat surprised.
To be honest, he didn't have much confidence in Ye Chen. He was well aware of the Sword King's strength. This was a person favored by fate, but also abandoned by fate. The fact that Ye Chen could persist until now already made him very satisfied. As far as he was concerned, Ye Chen would be defeated within this period of time. However, he keenly noticed that the wounds on Ye Chen's body were becoming smaller and smaller. Some were merely grazed by the sword Qi, not even touching the skin.
What did this mean?
It meant that Ye Chen was progressing, progressing through battle.
It wasn't strange to improve in battle, but it depended on who the opponent was. To be able to improve under the Sword King's sharp attacks wasn't something an ordinary person could do. Furthermore, he had increased the speed of the two of them. An ordinary person wouldn't even have time to react, so how could they have the thought to make a breakthrough?
Ye Chen's eyes grew brighter and brighter. The iron sword in the opponent's hand was no longer untraceable, but traceable. Moreover, he could barely dodge that incredible sword.
The Sword King seemed to sense that Ye Chen had become stronger. His attacks became sharper and sharper, and the realm of his swordsmanship increased bit by bit until it reached a limit. Each sword became more unpredictable and couldn't be calculated with common sense. This was Ye Chen. If it was another swordsman, they wouldn't even be able to block a single sword.
"Kill!"
An emotionless roar resounded. The Sword King's essence, qi, and spirit erupted as he waved his sword at the peak. Under this sword, Ye Chen's soul seemed to be taken away. Whatever swordsmanship, whatever Sword Dao, it was all extracted.
Boom!
A ball of lightning exploded in his mind, and Ye Chen suddenly felt enlightened.
"So this is the realm of no sword in the hand and no sword in the heart. Thank you."
The iron sword in his hand casually waved, and the Sword King's head flew. At the same time, Ye Chen's left arm was also cut off. Although he had comprehended to a higher realm, it was still after the opponent waved his sword.
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