Zhou Wen's sword technique looked ordinary, but in fact, he had already used the technique of Transcendent Flying Immortal. However, he didn't take the initiative to attack and used it completely to defend. As someone who had been around for a long time, they couldn't see through the profoundness of it.
However, just defending gave Ming Xiu a lot of pressure. It was just like when Zhou Wen fought Xia Xuanyue, she had used the Path to Snatching Heaven to pressure him.
However, Zhou Wen's movement technique wasn't the Path to Snatching Heaven, so it wasn't as aggressive. He was only defending, but it also made Ming Xiu feel like he would be killed by Zhou Wen if he didn't attack.
Therefore, Ming Xiu could only continue to attack and attack. If it was an ordinary person, under such pressure, they would probably lose their courage and their willpower would quickly collapse. They would either give up resisting or fight to the death without a care for anything else.
However, Ming Xiu didn't give up. Under such pressure, he constantly searched for an opportunity to defeat Zhou Wen as he constantly attacked with his sword.
No … It still doesn't work … Ming Xiu kept trying, but no matter how fast his sword was, how gorgeous his technique was, or how ingenious his strikes were, they were perfectly blocked by Zhou Wen.
How can I break through Coach's defense? Ming Xiu had already tried his best. He had tried all the possible paths, but he couldn't think of a better solution.
Ming Xiu knew that this couldn't continue. Once his train of thought was cut off, his sword stance would weaken. When that happened, he would suffer Zhou Wen's counterattack.
This was his final battle with Zhou Wen before he left. He didn't want to leave just like that.
What should I do … What should I do … Instantly, countless thoughts flashed through Ming Xiu's mind.
Ming Xiu suddenly felt that this situation was a little familiar. He seemed to have experienced such a situation before.
Soon, Ming Xiu recalled why he found such a situation familiar. It was because he had faced the same predicament when he was young.
Back then, he had just started practicing swordplay. He was young and had little strength. He was only three years old, but the other students who practiced with him were already six or seven years old.
Therefore, during sparring, Ming Xiu was always defeated by his classmates due to his lack of strength.
Back then, he had just come into contact with swordplay, so how could he know anything about it? Basically, whoever had greater strength was stronger. He was a few years older than his classmates, so the difference in strength was almost greater than the heavens.
With Mingxiu's temper, he naturally wouldn't accept it. At that time, he often thought that if he could grow up faster and become as strong as his classmates, he would definitely not lose.
Unfortunately, it was impossible for him to grow up overnight. But since then, Ming Xiu had been constantly practicing and honing his skills. Although he was still very young, after a few months, he could already fight against his classmates who were a few years older than him. A year later, there were no other children who were his match.
The predicament he was in back then was the same as the predicament he was in now. Zhou Wen was much stronger than him in every aspect, but the difference was that even in terms of technique, he couldn't defeat Zhou Wen.
"When I was young, I couldn't realize that kind of fantasy. But now, I might be able to realize it. I can realize it in another way …" Ming Xiu seemed to have made up his mind, and the look in his eyes became sharper.
"His gaze is different," Wei Ge said with narrowed eyes.
"What's different about your gaze?" Tian Zhenzhen asked in puzzlement.
"Watch his next strike. Perhaps this will be a very important moment in his life." Wei Ge didn't elaborate.
Tian Zhenzhen had no choice but to stare at Ming Xiu, wanting to know what would be different about his next strike.
Ming Xiu held his sword as a sword beam flashed like a meteor. From Tian Zhenzhen's point of view, this strike was no different from many of the previous strikes. They were all so fast and gorgeous, but such a strike couldn't defeat Zhou Wen.
She had seen it countless times. Such a gorgeous sword technique had been easily blocked by Zhou Wen. There had never been an exception.
Indeed, Zhou Wen's sword blocked Ming Xiu's sword again. However, at the instant the two swords clashed, everyone was shocked to discover that Zhou Wen's sword missed. It failed to block Ming Xiu's sword.
As for Ming Xiu's sword, it was like a late student. After Zhou Wen's sword swept over, his sword stabbed at Zhou Wen's heart.
"Great! Zhou Wen made a mistake! "Tian Zhenzhen jumped up in excitement. She believed that it was Zhou Wen's mistake.
Clang!
However, in the next second, Zhou Wen's sword hilt slumped down and struck the tip of Ming Xiu's sword. He knocked Ming Xiu's sword to the side and ultimately failed to stab him.
"That wasn't Zhou Wen's mistake, but the result of Ming Xiu's deliberate actions. Even Zhou Wen failed to see through the late strike and was nearly struck. How interesting." Wei Ge revealed a teasing expression.
Ming Xiu had already stopped attacking and didn't continue fighting. He returned his sword to its scabbard.
Zhou Wen's sword-wielding hand drooped down, allowing the tip of the sword to stick to the ground.
"Good sword technique. What's the name of that strike?" Zhou Wen asked Ming Xiu.
"It doesn't have a name yet. Coach, if you don't mind, give it a name," Ming Xiu said.
Zhou Wen didn't decline. After some thought, he said, "Since it's a late strike, let's call it Tomorrow's Sword Technique."
"Tomorrow's Sword … Tomorrow's Sword Technique … Alright … I'll call it Tomorrow's Sword Technique …" Ming Xiu seemed to like the name very much and decided on it.
"Then let me see how far your Tomorrow's Sword Technique can go." Zhou Wen narrowed his eyes as he stared at the sword in Ming Xiu's hand. He could sense that Ming Xiu's confidence and inspiration were erupting because of that strike. He was at the peak of his active thoughts.
"Coach, please appraise my Tomorrow's Sword Technique!" Ming Xiu gripped the hilt of the sword. His entire being seemed to have entered a mysterious realm, giving off a surreal feeling.
Crack!
The practice sword and scabbard in Ming Xiu's hand cracked. Cracks spread across the scabbard, and in the blink of an eye, the scabbard shattered. The hilt that Ming Xiu held also shattered.
It wasn't strange for the practice sword to shatter. What was strange was that after the practice sword and scabbard shattered, he still held a sword in his hand. It was a transparent sword of light. A terrifying sword intent emitted from the transparent sword beam.
"Life Soul … Is that a Life Soul?" Tian Zhenzhen couldn't believe her judgment as she tugged at Wei Ge and asked.
"Yes, that's a Life Soul. How enviable. How old is he? He has already comprehended a Life Soul," Wei Ge said. He was really envious.
If he had met Zhou Wen earlier and come to his senses earlier, he wouldn't have wasted so much time doing those boring things. Perhaps, he could have achieved such astonishing achievements at such an age like Feng Qiuyan and Ming Xiu.
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