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If someone heard Qin Xiao's words at this time, they would be shocked.
What realm was Qin Xiao at?
He was only at the late-stage Reincarnation Realm. Such a realm sounded okay, but it was only limited to a small place like Nanyang City. If it was placed in Liufeng County, it would be very ordinary.
A low-grade martial skill could become a clan treasure of a small force. Its value was not cheap. If one really wanted to buy it, it would probably cost five low-grade spirit stones to learn one.
Creating a martial skill was not something that ordinary people could do. Even Bai Jianqiu might not be able to do it easily.
Qin Xiao was ambitious at this time. He actually wanted to create a martial skill. Of course, it was an improvement on the foundation of the Tyrant Thunder Sword. It was not a true complete creation. Since it was an improvement, it was definitely not an easy thing.
But Qin Xiao wanted to do so.
The idea in his mind had already been set. Qin Xiao began to practice. On the foundation of the Tyrant Thunder Sword, he simplified and added some moves to achieve the effect of strengthening the lethality. The first nine moves were improved. It did not take too much effort. In half a day, all the improvements were done. After the improvement, the Tyrant Thunder Sword was still very satisfied. In terms of power, it had at least increased by 30%.
It was also a low-grade martial skill, but there was still a difference in quality.
The Tyrant Thunder Sword was just an ordinary low-grade martial skill. But after Qin Xiao's improvement, it could become a mid-high level martial skill. Don't underestimate a martial skill. For a force, its significance was extraordinary.
The first nine moves had been improved, but Qin Xiao did not stop. Instead, he continued to create the tenth move. And in his heart, there was already a prototype. He had a strong idea to create the tenth move.
Creation was not as easy as improvement. Qin Xiao tried more than a dozen times, but he still failed every time. He could not achieve the effect he wanted and could not really be fixed.
He always felt that something was missing.
Qin Xiao overturned again and again, experimented again and again, meditated again and again, and added new elements in, but still did not succeed.
"What is the problem? Why can't it be fixed? I feel that I am just a little bit away. Just a little bit and I will succeed." Qin Xiao frowned and pondered.
Over the past twenty days, he had thought about this question too much.
"Yes, the concept of the sword art, Sword Heart. The sword has the sword intent, the sword heart. If I were to create the tenth move, then I would almost be able to touch the threshold of the Minute Subtlety of swordsmanship, and my sword intent would rise to another level. "
Thinking of the crux of the problem, Qin Xiao's face immediately revealed a smile. The sword in his hand moved, and the sword slashed down like it could split a mountain. It looked like a very simple slash, but it contained a terrifying sword intent and sword momentum. As the sword slashed down, a series of crackling sounds of sword explosions rang out. It was like setting off firecrackers. With a slash of the sword, it seemed as if a hole had been cut open in the space.
This sword was incomparably domineering and ferocious. Its lethality was extremely terrifying.
"Haha, it's done. Hard work pays off. The tenth move had finally been created. Phew, I have to admit that it is really too difficult to create one or two moves. It's not too difficult to improve it. These days, I have been immersed in this kind of research. Fortunately, I finally have some small gains. "
Qin Xiao was in a good mood and smiled. "Such a Tyrant Thunder Sword is enough to be called the best of the low-grade martial arts techniques. It is not too far away from a middle-grade martial arts technique. If I can create the eleventh move and improve it, it can completely become a middle-grade martial arts technique. "
"But the eleventh move is definitely more than ten times more difficult than the tenth move. It must be integrated into the concept of the sword art. That is too difficult. I will talk about this matter later. Even if I step into the realm of the sword art, I am afraid there is no way to create it in a short time. Creating it is really too time-consuming. If it is not necessary, I will not do it again in the future. "
Soon, Qin Xiao withdrew his thoughts and continued to cultivate.
Swordsmanship, how on earth can I take this step?
In fact, Qin Xiao now felt that he had touched the threshold and was just one step away.
It felt like a small step, but it was easier said than done to take this small step.
Difficult, it was indeed very, very difficult.
After cultivating for another two days, the silver-armored warrior appeared. It was the ninth time that it appeared, which meant that there were only three days left.
Qin Xiao curled his lips and stood up. He pursed his lips hard, pointed his sword at the silver-armored warrior, and said in a deep voice, "Come on, let's fight."
As soon as his voice fell, Qin Xiao raised his sword and attacked. He used the tenth move of the Tyrant Thunder Sword that he had just created. The speed was extremely fast, like a flash of lightning, slashing toward the silver-armored warrior's head. As the sword slashed down, the mighty power of the sword also came crashing down.
The silver-armored warrior blocked it with his sword. The confrontation of strength actually made the silver-armored warrior take a step back. This was the first time in these days that Qin Xiao forced the silver-armored warrior to take a step back, which was enough to show the power of the sword.
However, Qin Xiao knew that he only forced the warrior to take a step back. It was impossible for him to defeat the silver-armored warrior with his current sword art.
Qin Xiao struck again, one strike after another. However, all of them were blocked by the silver-armored warrior. Fortunately, Qin Xiao could still fight with the silver-armored warrior for many rounds. It was not like the situation at the beginning, where he lost as soon as he attacked.
An hour passed quickly, and the silver-armored warrior left.
Qin Xiao's eyes flashed with a strange look. "There are only three days left. If I still can't reach the Tyrant Sword Art, I will die here. In three days, I must reach the Tyrant Sword Art. I must. "
"I don't have much time left. My life is in my own hands. I don't believe that I, Qin Xiao, will die here."
"No one will be able to stump me."
"I will reach the Tyrant Sword Art."
"Let's start."
Qin Xiao soon entered into a selfless state of cultivation. His craziness was really frightening.
Time was like fine sand at the fingertips, quietly flowing away without anyone noticing.
After cultivating for two days, Qin Xiao sat down cross-legged. Unexpectedly, an entire day had passed since he had started cultivating. When a series of footsteps rang out, the silver-armored warrior once again stepped onto the stage with his sword in hand, signifying that the final challenge had arrived. If Qin Xiao still could not win in half a quarter of an hour, then there was only the road to death.
There was only one chance left.
The situation had become precarious, and the atmosphere had become tense.
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