Chương 67: The Sword Rises
Could three million swords kill a person?
This question was really worth exploring.
As the saying goes, "True knowledge comes from practice."
Chen Xia stood in the sea of swords where three million flying swords gathered, looking at the bronze armor in front of him, and waved his hand as he said, "Listen to my explanation first."
The bronze armor didn't reply. The rusty gauntlet raised the bronze sword in its hand, with the tip of the sword pointing at Chen Xia.
The sword rang out, clear and loud.
The greenish-bronze sword unexpectedly burst out with a pure white sword light, shining brightly and having an extraordinary momentum.
It was just an armor and wouldn't talk to people. It only knew how to draw its sword.
Taking a sword and receiving a strike from it, that was the rule.
Since Chen Xia had taken all the three million flying swords in the sword forest, he naturally had to endure three million sword strikes.
This was called conforming to the rules.
As for whether Chen Xia could withstand it or not, that wasn't something this armor should care about.
The flying swords all over the sky were circling crazily and gathering together, like a storm condensed by sword blades, with an extremely terrifying image.
It was lively in the sword forest.
Naturally, it would attract people who came to watch the fun.
The old fisherman came the fastest. Standing above the blue sky, he looked down at the sword forest, with his rather long eyebrows slightly furrowed, and murmured, "Is it the sword forest that's gone mad, or am I?"
When the three million flying swords in the sword forest were all unleashed at once, even the top sword cultivation prodigies couldn't create such an image, yet Chen Xia, who knew nothing about flying swords, had achieved it.
If you said there was nothing fishy about it, the old fisherman definitely wouldn't believe it.
But what exactly was fishy about it, the old fisherman didn't know either.
More and more people came to watch the fun, and most of them were elders. Looking at this scene, besides being surprised in their expressions, there was admiration in their tones.
"They exclaimed, "Unexpectedly, such a person could emerge from our Azure Sky Sword Sea. If he can grow up in the future, he will surely be a great figure who can shoulder the responsibility of our sect!"
"With the talent worthy of being at least a sage, he should have a place in the great era in the future."
In the words of the elders, they highly praised Chen Xia and thought that this young man should be a mainstay figure of the Azure Sky Sword Sea in the future.
They didn't yet know that if it was according to the situation that Chen Xia would become the life-prolonging medicine for the Great Emperor.
The old fisherman listened quietly on the side, with a gloomy expression, and it was hard to see the changes in his emotions.
"To have such a disciple like him is truly an honor for our sect and under the protection of the Heavenly Dao." A junior elder beside him smiled and flattered the old fisherman.
The old fisherman had a problem with his head and couldn't show his emotions clearly. He just replied softly, "Hmm."
Seeing that the old fisherman wasn't in high spirits, although the junior elder had doubts, he didn't dare to continue to bother him and retreated to the side to watch.
Chen Xia's talent was truly something that these elders had never seen in their lives.
Being able to obtain the recognition of three million flying swords at the same time and even being able to endure three million sword strikes from the sword attendants.
It could be said that there was no one before him, and probably no one would come after him either.
Now, what they wanted to see was how Chen Xia would deal with the situation of these three million flying swords.
It couldn't be possible that he really resisted three million sword strikes head-on, right?
Chen Xia thought the same way. Looking at the flying swords all over the sky, he fell into deep thought.
Was it due to luck?
Chen Xia wasn't very sure. Maybe he really had a talent for the way of the sword. After all, he had broken quite a few flying swords with his fists.
There was also a special bond between him and the flying swords.
He remembered that the first time they met should be in Weixi Town.
That was the first time Chen Xia saw a flying sword.
It was also the first time he knew that it was so easy to break a flying sword.
All in all, he still had to thank Yang Gang.
Chen Xia was mature now and wasn't the hot-headed young man he was when he was just dozens of years old. If things could be done over again, he would be gentler when dealing with Yang Gang.
Hmm... probably he would, right?
Chen Xia wasn't very sure. His thoughts had wandered a bit. No wonder people who had lived a long time were nostalgic.
Because there were just too many things that could be remembered.
He would inadvertently think of them.
However, there was no time to think about it anymore.
Because the swords were coming.
The overwhelming sword qi swept in like fierce waves. Just facing it head-on, one could feel its tremendous weight.
Chen Xia couldn't block this sword.
It was too fast.
There was a loud explosion as the sword rang out!
The three million flying swords hovering in the sky, and the sword intent suddenly stopped!
Chen Xia's body was sent flying backward for three thousand meters. He used his left foot to touch the ground, creating a ravine a thousand meters long and finally stabilized his figure.
He raised his head, and his eyes were like the deep water in a mountain valley, reflecting the greenish sword blades.
The second sword was coming.
Truly, it didn't leave any room for maneuver!
While the elders on the viewing platform were watching, they curiously discussed.
"If the sword attendant is really judged according to the realm, what realm should it be considered as?"
An elder replied, "Probably at the second or third level of the Overturning Sea Realm. Mainly, it was transformed from a wisp of the will of a sage, so it's even more powerful. In the unseen world, it's protected by the true meaning of the sage."
"According to this, wouldn't it be considered at the fourth or fifth level of the Overturning Sea Realm?" A puzzled voice rang out.
"The killing power is roughly equivalent to that of the fourth or fifth level of the Overturning Sea Realm, but the bronze sword in its hand accounts for three levels of that power, and this armor, at most, has the strength of the first level of the Overturning Sea Realm."
A wisp of the will of the sage was divided into seven parts for the sword and three parts for the armor.
The reason for transforming into armor was probably that it needed the armor to hold the sword.
A powerful sword, if no one used it, would instead lose its power.
"Is Chen Xia really going to endure three million sword strikes?"
The elders still thought this number was too exaggerated. From time to time, they secretly glanced at the old fisherman, trying to figure something out.
The old fisherman had a expressionless face and just quietly watched, completely different from his usual behavior.
The elders didn't dare to ask aloud, so they could only discuss among themselves.
"Enduring three million sword strikes head-on, even if you had thirty thousand lives, you couldn't endure three million sword strikes."
"Besides, if it really had to strike three million times, even if Chen Xia could withstand it, this sage's will couldn't bear it either!"
In fact, all the elders knew that it was impossible to resist three million sword strikes head-on.
So there was only one way for Chen Xia to get out of this situation.
Kill the sword attendant!
However, there was actually another way.
Chen Xia quickly thought of it with his extraordinary mind, and it happened just when he was about to endure the third sword.
His body was sent flying backward to the entrance of the sword forest. Midway, he propped himself up with one palm on the ground and bounced up, standing in front of the huge bronze door. The whole process was as smooth as if it had been designed in advance. He waved his hand at the sword attendant.
"Let's stop here. It would be impolite to continue striking."
He was about to run away.
Chen Xia's figure flashed, and he stepped out of the bronze door, standing outside. Immediately, he understood what it meant to take a step back and see a broader world.
He wasn't a sword cultivation prodigy anyway and didn't really need the enhancement of flying swords. If the old fisherman hadn't asked him to come here, Chen Xia probably would never have stepped into this sword forest in his lifetime.
Three million flying swords, whoever wanted to take them could take them. Anyway, he wouldn't take them.
The elders on the viewing platform were a bit astonished. They really hadn't expected there to be such an escape route.
Since ancient times, cultivators had always faced difficulties head-on. How could there be anyone who retreated in the face of difficulties?
With such a state of mind, could he still become a Great Emperor's prodigy?
To the elders' question, Chen Xia just wanted to reply with one sentence.
Could you come and endure three million sword strikes?
So regardless of what the elders thought, Chen Xia had already walked out anyway and made eye contact with the big yellow dog guarding the outside.
"Brother, did you succeed?" The big yellow dog asked joyfully.
"No, I ran..." Chen Xia was still in the middle of answering.
Buzz!
A pure sword ring suddenly sounded!
Chen Xia was sent flying backward for several thousand meters from outside the bronze door and crashed into the mountains, shattering several mountain peaks.
The armor, holding the greenish-bronze sword, stood outside the bronze door.
It seemed that between it and Chen Xia, one of them had to die.
Several thousand meters away, the image of a thousand-zhang-long real dragon rose up, treading on the mountains and letting out a heaven-shaking dragon's roar!
Chen Xia stood among them, with his eyes shining brightly in a golden color.
He was like a god in heaven and earth!
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