("Cold Crescent Moon Heart", this is a nice name, thanks for the tip.)
"Perception comes from both the person and the strength."
"The character of a person is not something that can be seen overnight. Only time will tell."
Everyone agreed with Zhang Tianyun's words.
The human heart was unpredictable. Perhaps a powerful person could see a person's character at first glance, but it was not comprehensive enough. Only by interacting more would one be able to understand more.
"The strength is more direct."
"As a martial artist, strength is one of the most important things to rely on. It is more important than the person."
This sentence let everyone know that Zhang Tianyun was a person who advocated strength.
"No matter what the form of a martial artist gathering is, it cannot be separated from the exchange of pointers." Zhang Tianyun glanced around, focusing on the faces of Chen Zong and the other two. "Later, I hope the three of you can show your skills and leave a deep impression on everyone."
"Rest assured, Scholar Zhang. I, Yuwen He, will do my best." Yuwen He said loudly, holding his head high.
"Good." Zhang Tianyun smiled and said, "In that case, Scholar Yuwen He, please show us what you are capable of."
Yuwen He did not have stage fright. He strode to the empty space in the center of the main hall. Stepping on the dragon-patterned red carpet, he looked straight ahead and took a deep breath. A whistling sound echoed in the hall.
Then, Yuwen He opened his arms. His arms seemed to bring up many illusions, as if he had grown many pairs of arms. It was very mysterious.
"Ha!"
As he exhaled, his voice reverberated in the hall and reverberated in everyone's ears. Yuwen He's eyes flashed. He raised his right palm and pushed it forward. It was as fast as lightning, piercing through the air and causing it to vibrate. It turned into a white, straight ripple. One could vaguely see a transparent palm print in it.
His left hand went from bottom to top, cutting the air like a palm print or a hand blade.
His feet flew and his body leaped. His steps and body coordinated with his palms, wandering around. His palms were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes hard and sometimes soft. The shadows of his palms were constantly changing.
From this, everyone could see a lot of mysteries.
What Yuwen He showed was not just a palm art, but the essence of many palm arts. It meant that he had a high level of attainment in palm arts. It was his own comprehension.
His palms rotated and sank in, as if they had formed an invisible ball. It was collapsing toward the center. It seemed to contain an extremely terrifying power. Yuwen He's face turned red. It was very difficult.
Compressing, compressing, compressing, Yuwen He's eyes almost popping out.
Bang! It was like a sudden clap of thunder exploding in everyone's ears. The shock made everyone feel dizzy. The invisible ball that Yuwen He was hugging suddenly exploded. The terrifying airflow turned into a gust of wind that blew in all directions. Yuwen He was directly blown away. He flew back a few meters before landing on the ground. He took five steps back, and each step seemed like it was going to break the hard ground of the main stadium. Yuwen He's body was directly blown away. He flew back a few meters before landing on the ground.
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At this moment, the gap between many people could be seen.
Zhang Tianyun's body remained motionless as a formless aura spread out from him, forming a forcefield that kept the powerful wind at bay, preventing it from affecting the table in the slightest, let alone the dishes on the table. As for Zhang Tianyun himself, he was completely unaffected.
Yuwen Xing quickly made his move. He pressed his palms on the table and calmed the table that was about to fly away. His inner force spread out and absorbed the dishes on the table.
Some people's hands left afterimages. They grabbed the flying plates and put them back on the table.
On Chen Zong's side, he didn't make a move. It seemed that there was an invisible force that made the roaring violent airflow become as gentle as a breeze, brushing past his face. Yang Qifeng and Shi Huanyue, who were about to make a move, were shocked.
But not everyone could do it. The tables in front of a few people were unscathed. Most of the dishes on the tables were damaged. Fortunately, none of them spilled on their bodies. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing.
"Sorry, my self-created move is not perfect." Yuwen He's face was slightly pale. He cupped his hands and said.
"Don't worry." Zhang Tianyun smiled and said, "Ask someone to clean it up."
The beautiful maids moved quickly. They moved among the people like butterflies. They quickly cleaned up the dishes on the ground and left in an orderly manner.
"Yuwen He, your palm technique is very exquisite. It seems to be self-created. If you continue to work hard, it is not impossible to become a master of palm techniques." Zhang Tianyun continued, "Maybe you should go to the army to train. It will help you perfect your palm technique."
"Thank you for your advice. I will think about it." Yuwen He said.
Yuwen He returned to his seat. Su Xiaoshui stood up. It was as if there was a stream of water carrying her. She naturally came to the empty space in the main hall. As her body swayed, her right hand touched her waist. A cold light shone like water. It was the soft sword.
It was like a pool of autumn water. It surrounded her body in layers. Her figure could not be seen. Only the light of the sword flowed like autumn water. It brought a cool feeling and made people feel dazzled.
The autumn water was like smoke. It was cold like fog.
What Su Xiaoshui was practicing was not a specific sword technique. She had learned from many sword techniques and her own comprehension. She was able to display her attainments in the sword technique with ease.
"She is only one step away from becoming one with the sword." Chen Zong thought to himself.
Chen Zong, who had reached the second level of Lingwu in becoming one with the sword, was qualified to comment on Su Xiaoshui's sword technique.
Becoming one with the sword was the same as becoming one with the martial arts, but there were differences. After all, becoming one with the martial arts focused more on fist, palm, finger, and leg, while becoming one with the sword was only suitable for sword warriors.
Of course, the second level was a very high level of martial arts. However, Chen Zong's cultivation was still low. His accumulation was not as good as many warriors of the True Martial Realm. He was somewhat restricted. Therefore, he had the deepest understanding of sword techniques and could see it more clearly.
Although Su Xiaoshui's sword technique was only one step away from becoming one with the sword, no one knew how long this step would take. It could be a few months, a few years, or even longer.
There were many geniuses in the capital. Many of them had cultivated their martial arts to a very high level. They were all one step away from becoming one with the sword, but this one step was like a natural chasm.
After practicing for a while, the sword light in the surroundings overlapped like flowing water. The last sword move was as smooth as flowing water. It even showed a loss of control like Yuwen He. However, the power of this sword move was rather average.
"The sword is like water, and the person is like smoke. Good sword technique." Zhang Tianyun smiled. He looked at Su Xiaoshui with undisguised admiration. Perhaps there was some praise in it. After all, Su Xiaoshui's identity was not ordinary. "However, I am not good at sword techniques, so I cannot give you any deeper advice. However, I have a good friend who is good at sword techniques. If Su Xiaoshui is willing, I can introduce him to you. My friend's sword technique has already reached the realm of becoming one with the sword. He will definitely be able to give you better advice."
"May I know who Zhang Tianyun's friend is?" Su Xiaoshui did not agree rashly and instead asked.
A cultivator's cultivation was not directly related to their strength. Some people did good but found it difficult to improve themselves, while some people did evil but climbed to the top.
Su Xiaoshui naturally hoped to receive guidance from someone with a high level of sword technique. However, there were very few people in the younger generation who had reached the realm of becoming one with the sword. Most of them were from the older generation, such as those pseudo Transcendent Realm masters. It was not easy to obtain guidance from them.
Zhang Tianyun's words made Su Xiaoshui interested. Of course, he had to ask who it was. If it was someone with a bad reputation, he would refuse.
"My friend has the same surname as Su Xiaoshui, Xi Liu," Zhang Tianyun smiled and said, "Perhaps you two are fated to meet."
"Su Xi Liu …" Su Xiaoshui muttered. His expression remained unchanged as he said, "Many thanks, Zhang Tianyun. If I need any guidance, I will ask Zhang Tianyun to recommend me."
What he meant was that he did not need it now. What he meant was that he would not need it in the future.
"Alright." Although Zhang Tianyun rarely worked with beasts, after being accepted as a disciple by King Gulan, he taught Su Xiaoshui wholeheartedly. Whether it was martial arts or literature, Zhang Tianyun naturally understood the meaning behind Su Xiaoshui's words. He did not say anything, but he was inevitably unhappy.
Su Xiaoshui returned to his seat. Chen Zong stood up and walked out. He was neither fast nor slow, but his steps had a unique rhythm that seemed to tug at everyone's heartstrings.
The moment Chen Zong walked out, Su Xiaoshui's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up. A charming smile appeared on her white jade-like face as if she had suddenly realized something.
Becoming one with the sword!
[Isn't Chen Zong's sword technique already at the realm of becoming one with the sword?
Why should I give up what is near and seek what is far?]
Standing still, he unsheathed his two swords and slashed forward. The sword light was straight and sharp, as if it could cut through the air. Everyone in front of the sword light felt a chill, as if their bodies were about to be cut open. They subconsciously circulated their internal strength to resist.
Zhang Tianyun's eyes suddenly lit up, and his body seemed to straighten up.
One had to know that not only did Zhang Tianyun possess the cultivation of Lv 4 True Martial Realm, his martial arts attainments had also reached the first stage of Body and Martial Arts as One not too long ago. With this combination, he could clearly sense the profoundness contained within Chen Zong's sword technique.
"If I'm not wrong, this person's sword technique attainment has also reached the realm of becoming one with the sword." Zhang Tianyun thought to himself, and his heart was filled with shock.
In fact, he had just returned from the army and came to preside over this year's entrance examination. He did not have enough understanding of the three new National Warriors.
He thought that other than the number, they would be the same as before. Yuwen He and Su Xiaoshui were the same. He did not expect that Chen Zong would immediately bring him such a shock as soon as he used his sword.
He thought about how he had just comprehended the realm of becoming one with the sword not long ago. Compared to Chen Zong, it was many years later. This represented a clear difference in talent and potential. A trace of indescribable jealousy grew in his heart.
In the eyes of the crowd, Chen Zong's sword technique seemed very simple, even very basic. Indeed, it was a basic sword technique. Slashing, slashing, stabbing, picking, cutting, and so on, the speed of the sword was not fast, and the trajectory was clear. When Chen Zong used his sword, the crowd could even deduce where the sword would land.
Even so, they could feel that the swords seemed to contain an indestructible power. It was as if nothing could resist the two swords.
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