When they were still some distance away from the cave, Lou Xiaoyi stopped in the air above the frozen river. He was very familiar with the surroundings. There were no other cave dwellings within a radius of a hundred miles. For two Foundation Establishment cultivators, this was more than enough space for a fight!
This time, he did not take the initiative. Instead, he waited passively for his opponent to come within three hundred and fifty feet of him before allowing his opponent to attack first!
He also wanted to know if his defense was effective within the range of the inner sword! In the Nine Palaces Realm, he had never come into direct contact with either Yan Qiang or Yan Yun. This was because he thought that this kind of battle was uncontrollable for him!
At that time, Yan Yun's sword frequency had reached ten swords per breath. Yan Qiang was obviously weaker, only reaching the standard of five or six swords. This was not a matter of talent, but a lack of practice. When comparing a ten year old Swordsman to a ten year old Swordsman, the difference in sword frequency, which could only be improved through practice, was understandable!
Even with just the Four Seasons, he could still achieve an impenetrable defense!
The two figures chased back and forth on the frozen river. Lou Xiaoyi only defended and did not attack. He allowed Yan Qiang to attack as much as he liked. During this process, he observed the changes in battle tactics of the inner sword and flying sword. He was slightly disappointed!
Perhaps it was because he had not practiced swordsmanship for long, Yan Qiang's battle tactics were very limited. He could use Shadow Sword, Sword Explosion Technique, as well as a few different attribute transformations on his flying sword. However, under the absolute suppression of the Four Seasons, these things could not gain any advantage at all.
A battle between a spell cultivator and a Swordsman would present very exciting changes in battle techniques. It was a collision between two great systems. Exploring the unknown, moving around in traps, and battling heart and strength!
However, a battle between two Swordsman would often be very boring. This was because the difference in the quality of the flying sword would often determine the direction of the battle!
If Lou Xiaoyi's Four Seasons did not give birth to a sword spirit, it would be very difficult for his sword control to reach the level of intercepting five or six swords in a breath. If he couldn't intercept all of the swords, he could only use evasion techniques or control a second flying sword. This greatly limited his ability to counterattack.
But now, the flying sword controlled by a sword spirit could easily intercept all of his opponent's flying swords. Moreover, it was much stronger and completely suppressed his opponent in terms of distance. This kind of battle lost its suspense.
The Swordsman was completely suppressed by his flying dagger, and it would be extremely difficult for him to rely on any other means to fight back!
Yan Qiang also wanted to get closer to solve the problem, but Lou Xiaoyi also let him in. After several dozen breaths of time, he had no effect on the sword and could only dejectedly leave. He was a bit desperate!
Initially, he thought that after years of hard work, his sword speed and sword frequency had reached new heights, and the only thing he was lacking was the distance he could control his sword. Yet, in a real battle, he felt that the disparity was even more apparent than before!
He was not the kind of person who would beg for mercy. His skills were not as good as his opponent's, so there was no point in continuing to struggle!
Thus, he sheathed his sword and stood there, overshadowed.
Lou Xiaoyi didn't say anything either. Only he could overcome this mental barrier by himself. No one else could persuade him otherwise!
"You're asking to be humiliated. Sorry for disturbing you!"
Yan Qiang left, leaving behind a cloud of dust. It was unknown whether he was courageous because of the humiliation, or if he had sunk into depravity. This was something a cultivator had to experience in the process of cultivation.
Lou Xiaoyi sighed. He didn't want it to be like this, but who could avoid it when he was in the middle of it?
That included him!
He had always been hesitant about whether or not he should use the last of his wealth, the two spiritual jades, to begin the re-engraving of the sword formation of the sword spirit of the Ten Strikes City. However, he was always reluctant to do so. But now, he had thought it through. It wasn't because he was lamenting about Yan Qiang's situation, but because he was worried about the supernatural issues discussed by the External Swords.
He always felt that this matter was inextricably linked to him. Although he still couldn't determine where the core of the matter was, there was a real sense of urgency that forced him to quicken his steps forward.
Lou Xiaoyi was very clear about his position. He was indeed like a crane in a flock of chickens among these inner and outer Swordsman who had built their foundation for more than ten years. However, he might not necessarily have no opponents among the cultivators who had joined the sect for more than ten years and had a certain amount of experience. Even cultivators at Yan Yun's level were, strictly speaking, rookies.
He couldn't forget that when he walked out of the dome, no one would divide him into those who had been in the sect for more than ten years. Everyone only had one identity when they left the sect: Foundation Establishment!
Those cultivators who had built their foundation for more than fifty years, or even more than a hundred years, were the truly terrifying ones. Regardless of whether it was cultivation or experience, whether it was martial arts or techniques, they all had sufficient time to carefully polish themselves. He had to consider these risks, and not think that he could always mingle in the circle of rookies!
Because of his experience with the Four Seasons Sword Spirit, he no longer rashly purchased large quantities of precious materials. Instead, he purchased small quantities and waited for the final choice of the Jue City Sword Spirit.
The Jue City Sword Spirit was different from the Four Seasons Sword Spirit. Its choice was one layer of speed sword formation and two layers of strength Jue City Sword Formation. After a month, the Ten Strikes City Sword Technique, which originally had nine layers of sword formation, was carved to the seventh layer by the sword spirit and could no longer continue.
The Four Seasons Flying Sword had eight layers, and the Jue City Sword Formation had seven layers. It sounded very strange, but Lou Xiaoyi knew that in the future, his Flying Sword Sword Formation no longer had much to do with the sword technique itself. What determined the number of Flying Sword Sword Formations was the strength of the sword spirit. And the strength of the sword spirit was closely related to his own cultivation and the time he spent communicating with the Flying Sword.
His external sword technique had already gradually broken away from the trajectory of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect that had lasted for tens of thousands of years, and was beginning to show a style that was completely unique to him!
All of this could not be replicated, because no one could create a sword spirit like him!
Although he had already found the general method of creating a sword spirit, he had no idea how this could create a sword spirit! He had once gone to the Boao Tower and flipped through countless records regarding the birth of sword spirits, but in the end, he could not find any precedent for the birth of a sword spirit!
The birth of only one Four Seasons Sword Spirit could be described as a coincidence, but the birth of the Jue City Sword Spirit showed that this was not a coincidence, but there must be some kind of internal law. Unfortunately, he knew nothing about it now!
He now had two main Flying Swords. In terms of speed and agility, the Four Seasons Sword was faster. In terms of strength and penetration, the Jue City Sword was more powerful. This allowed his battle tactics to be in a state of balance. As he had more and more Flying Swords in the future, there would be more battle tactics to choose from. Just from statistics, with seven or eight of these Flying Swords, the combinations that could be formed were almost endless!
This was the true form of a Swordsman in his heart!
Unknowingly, he had gradually forgotten his dream of cultivating. In the life of a cultivator, there would always be this kind of helplessness. The dreams of youth were always so unrealistic. He wanted to be a scientist, he wanted to be a warrior, he wanted to be a guard at the border, he wanted to be a celebrity with countless fans … In the end, he was still in a small dark room writing novels in his middle age …
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