Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng only hesitated for a moment.
Big and small could still be clearly distinguished.
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng were like brothers in hardship. They looked at each other encouragingly and walked over.
He walked up to Yu Shangrong and said, "I'm sorry, Mister Second."
For a cultivator who pursued the pinnacle of the way of the sword, the sword was no different from his life.
How could Yu Shangrong be willing to do that?
Yu Shangrong fell to his knees again and pressed the Longevity Sword against the ground. "Master, as long as the sword is here, I'll be here!"
The crowd hissed.
He did not expect the arrogant Mister Second to make such a gesture for a sword. But when he thought about it, the person he was worshipping was his master, the master who had taught him everything. Regardless of what had happened in the past, Lu Zhou was worthy of his kowtow.
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng did not dare to take it by force. They could only look at Yu Shangrong helplessly.
The two of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
They looked at Lu Zhou and waited for his orders.
He had no choice but to force it.
Swords were indeed important, but there was no need for such a huge reaction.
Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong who was kneeling on the ground and said, "You're relying too much on the Longevity Sword. Your sword path has stagnated."
Yu Shangrong looked at the ground.
"My Sword Dao isn't limited by my weapon. It's limited by my Golden Lotus! Master … as long as the sword exists, the person exists! "
He could hear it.
His emotions were clearly fluctuating.
Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong and said, "I'll give you a chance. If you defeat me, leave the sword behind."
Everyone shook their heads.
How was he supposed to win?
With such a huge disparity in strength, this was not an opportunity, but a refusal.
Yu Shangrong looked at his Longevity Sword.
He was caught.
His current mood was no different from Duanmu Sheng's. He knew he would lose, but he still wanted to try.
Wielding his sword, he charged forward.
He used the simplest and most agile moves to dash forward.
Without Vital Qi, the Sword Dao was a competition of sword techniques.
He thrust his sword forward.
Lu Zhou struck the blade of the sword.
Another thrust, another slap.
Stab, strike, point, flick, slice, chop … All the moves that could be used were vividly displayed at this moment, dazzling the eyes.
With his physical strength alone, he stirred up gusts of wind.
Suave and graceful.
The chant of the Guiyuan Sword Technique, from the beginning to the end, appeared in his mind word by word.
At first, the sword was like a shadow.
At the middle stage, the sword was like the wind.
In the end, the swords were like a storm.
…
Lu Zhou remained calm as he continued to strike.
The memory of a thousand years of cultivation was like experiencing it personally.
Lu Zhou was the one who taught Yu Shangrong the Guiyuan Sword Technique. In terms of understanding, he was not inferior to Yu Shangrong.
In addition, he had gathered the strengths of many schools of thought and knew how to choose between the pros and cons.
Although he was old, he didn't act like someone of his age at all.
Since Yu Shangrong was fast, Lu Zhou was fast as well.
If Yu Shangrong was slow, Lu Zhou would be slow as well.
Every palm strike landed squarely on the Longevity Sword.
Bang! Bang!
Everyone shook their heads.
He couldn't help but sigh.
"Pavilion Master knows the Guiyuan Sword Technique too well. Mister Second's every move and style is under your control."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Clearly, Lu Zhou's understanding of the Guiyuan Sword Technique was not inferior to Yu Shangrong.
Although Lu Zhou did not counterattack, he had nullified all of Yu Shangrong's attacks.
"He lost the moment Mister Second made his move …" Hua Wudao said, "He's inferior to the pavilion master in terms of techniques. He's suppressed in terms of aura, confidence, and mentality. He's lost his edge."
Bam!
This time, Lu Zhou was merciless. He suddenly exerted force and struck the Longevity Sword with his palm.
Yu Shangrong's grip loosened, and the sword flew out of his hand.
It fell to the ground with a clang.
The battle ended.
Lu Zhou retracted his palm and placed it on his back. He looked at the Longevity Sword indifferently.
It was silent in front of the Cave of Reflection.
Although this was a battle without Primal Qi, in terms of techniques, Lu Zhou had won.
Even if he used his Primal Qi, he had no chance of winning in a life-and-death battle.
'The pavilion master can even restrain your cultivation base. What else do you have?'
Yu Shangrong's pride was further crushed.
He asked, "Master, did you … hold back when you entered Three Souls?"
"You're still far from attaining mastery in the sword path."
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and waved his arm before he continued to say, "It's the same for Yu Zhenghai. “
Yu Shangrong. "…"
The winner was right, and the loser was in the wrong.
The victor was always right.
Although Yu Shangrong did not say anything, Lu Zhou could tell from his expression that he was indignant.
Hence, he stroked his beard and said, "The Return Sword enters Three Souls. It enters Embryonic Light, Refreshing Spirit, and Nether Essence. The Embryonic Light embodies the power of the body, the Refreshing Spirit embodies the will and soul, and the Nether Essence embodies the everlasting Dao. The soul is Yin, and the spirit is Yang."
At this point, Yu Shangrong said, "I know it by heart."
He was quite arrogant.
He boasted that he remembered everything.
However, nobody doubted his words.
After all, there were not many in the world who could reach his level on the sword path.
"Since you're indignant, I'll teach you what the true sword path is."
He suddenly remembered the things he had learned before he transmigrated here. His two memories had unknowingly merged into an indescribable state. Such a fusion … gave him a new understanding of cultivation.
Yu Shangrong was too proud.
If he could not suppress his pride, he would surely suffer in the future.
After muttering to himself for a moment, Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said calmly,
"The highest realm of the sword path is to surpass the sword without a sword."
'Surpass the sword without a sword?'
Yu Shangrong was not the only one.
Even the others were puzzled by Lu Zhou's words.
Duanmu Sheng, on the other hand, suddenly remembered when the barrier shattered, his master had personally demonstrated the Imperfect Divine Intervention above the Evil Sky Pavilion. At that time, Duanmu Sheng had gained some understanding, but he did not fully understand it.
Hence, he listened more attentively than the others.
The three elders of the Old Age Pavilion were instantly interested. They wanted to hear the pavilion master's words.
The others did not even dare to breathe loudly. They hoped to gain some insight.
…
Lu Zhou said, "Swords are divided into three classes. The first class is the sword of the commoners. Everyone can use it, from the lowly peddlers and servants to the emperor's officials. It's only used for violence and is ostentatious. The second class is the sword of the saints. It has courage as its edge, loyalty as its edge, and the path of the sword.
"The third class is the sword of the emperor. It has the hundred kingdoms as its edge, the mountains and seas as its edge, the five elements as its opening, Yin and Yang as its opening, spring and summer, and autumn and winter. It's peerless in the world, and the world submits to it.
"The same goes for the saber …"
At this point …
There was complete silence.
Lu Zhou's voice was the only sound in the surroundings. His words rang in everyone's ears.
"This is the understanding of the Daoist sects … As for you, you fight with the path of the sword. At most, you're in the second class."
Yu Shangrong had a complicated expression on his face.
'According to this, Eldest Senior Brother, Yu Zhenghai, wants to conquer the world and make the world submit to him. Is his saber the third class?'
Lu Zhou saw the change in Yu Shangrong's expression. He knew what Yu Shangrong was thinking.
He said, "Yu Zhenghai wants to use the hundred kingdoms as his edge to make the world submit to him. Alas, he doesn't have the ability to do so. At most, he's in the second class. "
Yu Shangrong's curiosity was piqued. He asked, "Who's in the third class then?"
Lamp Brush
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
