Chi chi chi chi …
Clang clang clang clang …
Within the Samsara Space, Chu Xingyun circled a piece of black gold ore and spun rapidly. As he spun, streaks of red and gold sword Qi shot out.
Streaks of sharp sword Qi continuously slashed at the black gold ore. Every streak of sword Qi was able to slice off a piece the size of a fingernail, causing the rock fragments to fly everywhere.
Time trickled by, second by second …
There was still more than a month until the College Promotion Tournament. In the Samsara Space, this was equivalent to more than a year.
During this year, Chu Xingyun needed to consolidate the Qi Sword Boundary and establish a solid foundation. He also needed to probe and pry into the mysteries of the Force Sword Boundary.
Finally, a year passed in the Samsara Space in the blink of an eye.
Chu Xingyun circled the black gold ore and spun continuously. Gale XIII continuously shot out from Chu Xingyun's hands. Without realizing it, Chu Xingyun had entered a state where he forgot about everything around him.
At this very moment, all of Chu Xingyun's attention was focused on the golden hurricane that was silently rotating within his Middle Palace, which was also his Middle Dantian.
The more he focused, the clearer Chu Xingyun could see. As time passed, the golden hurricane grew bigger and bigger, and the structure of the hurricane became clearer.
When the golden hurricane was magnified to a certain extent, Chu Xingyun could finally see all the mysteries of the golden hurricane.
Upon closer inspection, this hurricane was actually formed by streaks of golden phoenixes that were as thick as strands of hair.
Hundreds of billions of golden phoenixes were the most basic elements. All of the golden phoenixes revolved violently around a point in the void, forming this majestic golden hurricane.
When Chu Xingyun's attention was focused to a certain extent, a certain part of the hurricane seemed to be magnified infinitely.
The originally hair-thin golden phoenixes had become streaks of whistling sword Qi in Chu Xingyun's eyes.
Chu Xingyun's eyes shone brightly. In his eyes, the golden hurricane seemed to be formed by hundreds of billions of streaks of golden sword Qi.
If there was only one streak of sword Qi, then it could only be said to be extremely powerful.
However, if there were tens of millions or even hundreds of billions of streaks of sword Qi, then they would condense into force. Could the so-called Force Sword Boundary be like gathering sand to form a tower and forming a storm with swords?
Chu Xingyun took a deep breath and suddenly stopped in his tracks. His gaze was locked tightly on the black gold ore that was 10 steps away …
In the next moment, Chu Xingyun suddenly moved. In an instant, the Thirteen Gale Swords rushed out of Chu Xingyun's hand …
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …
As far as the eye could see, thirteen streams of Sword Qi gushed out from Chu Xingyun's hand in succession.
For the first strike, Chu Xingyun only sent out a beam of sword Qi, which was no different from before.
However, there were two streaks of sword Qi on the Sky Splitter Sword at the same time.
When it came to the third sword Qi, the sword Qi on the Sky Splitter Sword actually transformed into three blades!
Chu Xing Yun swung his sword one after another, and in the end … he swung his sword with a solemn look on his face.
The 13 streaks of sword Qi of the 13 Gale Swords whizzed out from the Sky Splitter Sword.
Chu Xingyun was still unable to transform one sword into ten thousand swords at the moment. His current limit was to split the sword Qi into 13 streaks and form a miniature storm of sword Qi.
At a glance, the 13 streaks of sword Qi were like a group of enraged wasps. They revolved around the black gold ore madly and cut it. In just a moment, a layer of the black gold ore that was as thick as a finger had been shaved off.
Chu Xingyun panted contentedly. After spending an entire year, he had finally raised his Sword Principle cultivation to the fourth stage of the nine realms of the Sword Principle, which was also the second stage of the Intermediate Sword Principle.
Chu Xingyun only needed to spend some time to stabilize the momentum of the Force Sword Principle realm. Then, he would have the cultivation of the Intermediate Sword Principle realm.
With the Intermediate Sword Principle realm, sword Qi would transform into a storm when he swung his sword.
Therefore, martial artists with the Intermediate Sword Principle cultivation could no longer be defeated by numbers. Sword Qi could transform one sword into ten thousand swords.
It could condense into a storm, raging waves, raging flames, or …
In short, the Force Sword Principle realm was all about momentum. It used sword Qi to evolve into a myriad of things, condensing Qi into momentum, and turning it into a storm, raging waves, raging flames …
With Chu Xingyun as an example, his Sword Heart was the Storm Sword Heart, his Sword Intent was the Storm Sword Intent, and his sword Qi was the Storm Sword Qi. Therefore, the sword momentum he condensed was the Storm Sword Style!
At this moment, after an entire year of cultivation, not only had his sword Qi become sharper and more condensed, it could transform into 13 streaks of sword Qi with a single swing of his sword, forming a storm of sword Qi.
A streak of sword Qi was relatively easy to deal with. If he couldn't resist it, he could block it. If he couldn't block it, he could dodge it. If he couldn't dodge it, he could avoid hitting his vital points …
However, a storm of sword Qi was completely different. 13 streaks of sword Qi whistled over from all directions. How could he resist it? How could he dodge it? How could he dodge it?
If Chu Xingyun had the current Sword Principle cultivation at this time last year, then even if he faced Dongfang Tianxiu, he would be able to kill him in a single move.
Although this storm of sword Qi was formed from 13 streaks of sword Qi, it was formed from a single swing of the sword. No matter how many streaks of sword Qi were formed, it could only be considered one move. It was impossible for it to be 13 moves.
However, Chu Xingyun didn't feel regretful about his failure last year.
If not for his failure last year, Chu Xingyun would have directly entered the upper house and wouldn't have been able to get to know the two sisters.
If he didn't know the two sisters, then Chu Xingyun might not have discovered the green rune altar, and naturally wouldn't have been able to obtain the seven golden soul bones!
As the saying goes, everything is predetermined. Chu Xingyun was like this …
However, this year, Chu Xingyun definitely wouldn't allow himself to be defeated by Dongfang Tianxiu again. If he dared to appear again, Chu Xingyun would completely defeat him with a single swing of his sword …
Looking at the time, there was still a week before the College Promotion Tournament. In the Samsara space, there were still two and a half months. Then, the remaining time was to consolidate and familiarize himself with this storm of sword Qi.
Time passed very slowly in the Samsara space, but Chu Xingyun felt that a week had passed in the blink of an eye. From beginning to end, Chu Xingyun was immersed in cultivation and didn't feel the passage of time at all.
Finally, the time for the College Promotion Tournament arrived. Chu Xingyun had no choice but to leave the Samsara space and rush back to the South Ming Academy.
Now, Chu Xingyun was no longer living in the dormitory allocated to him by the lower house. Instead, he was living in the Lilac Battle Team's base that the Lilac sisters had rented.
In the past month, the Lilac sisters had led their team to the Dead Spirit World and had reaped a bountiful harvest. The two of them now had green soul bones.
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