Chương 14: Chapter 14
Jun Changxiao, who had used the Amulet of Insight, looked at the sword manual and was overjoyed, as the previously obscure sword techniques and strange sword styles became instantly understandable!
Even more astonishingly, the text in the sword manual seemed to come alive, transforming into streams of light that merged into his mind, arranging and evolving by themselves.
"Swish!"
Jun Changxiao glanced down the first page of the sword manual, turned to the second page, waited for it to imprint in his mind, then moved on to the third page, the fourth page, the fifth page...
Seeing him flip through the sword manual so quickly, the warriors from various factions looked on in disbelief.
Swords and martial arts techniques are different. One must memorize the sword tactics and movements. He was flipping through the pages so rapidly, it seemed impossible for him to even remember the tactics, let alone the sword movements!
Was it because it was too difficult to understand, and he decided to give up?
"Swish!"
At this moment, Jun Changxiao fully comprehended the first form of the Nine-style Folding Wave Sword.
"Qianqian," he said, "bring me the sword."
"Clang!"
The sword was unsheathed and handed over.
Jun Changxiao took it from Lu Yan, and his wrist flicked lightly.
"Swish ——"
The three-foot sword sliced through the air, creating a wave-like airflow visible to the naked eye.
Generating an airflow while swinging the sword indicated that he had grasped the first form of the Nine-style Folding Wave Sword!
How was this possible?
The warriors who were ready to laugh at him now had their expressions frozen.
The elder from the Cangshan faction was stunned.
He didn't care about the wave-like airflow. What concerned him was that Jun Changxiao had moved from looking at the sword manual to performing the first form in such a short time.
Indeed, it didn't take long.
By Earth standards, it was only about 1 minute.
In 1 minute, while some might not even have started removing their pants in the restroom, Jun Changxiao had already comprehended the first form.
"Impossible!"
The Cangshan faction elder secretly denied.
As a peak martial artist, practicing this low-grade martial art technique, even at his level, should not be so fast!
Unless... he had already practiced it before!
"Swish!"
Jun Changxiao swung his sword again.
"Om!"
A second wave of airflow emerged and connected with the first. This was the second form of the Nine-style Folding Wave Sword.
At that moment, the mouths of the warriors of the various factions dropped open.
Was this a joke?
The head of the trashy Ironbone Sect comprehended the second form of the Nine-style Folding Wave Sword in just a few breaths!
Li Qingyang's face showed incredulity.
He remembered that it took him five days to comprehend the second form!
How did this guy do it?
Was it possible that he had previously cultivated the Nine-style Folding Wave Sword? Was he just pretending not to have practiced it?
He and the Cangshan faction elder thought the same.
Any rational warrior would think this way, because it was absolutely impossible to comprehend the first two forms of the Nine-style Folding Wave Sword in such a short time!
Sorry.
With the blessing of the Amulet of Insight, Jun Changxiao really did.
"Swish!"
He waved his sword again, and the third wave of air flowed forward and condensed.
This was the third form of the Nine-style Folding Wave Sword, taking only 1 minute and 10 seconds!
In other words.
The warriors in the field had only blinked a few times, and Jun Changxiao had fully comprehended the third form and was using it skillfully!
It was both scary and awe-inspiring!
Li Qingyang's eyes shone with expectation. He had also practiced the Nine-style Folding Wave Sword but was stuck at the eighth form, unable to comprehend the ninth.
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
Jun Changxiao continued his immersion in swordplay, and waves of air swirled out, layering and enhancing their power, just like the endless waves.
Wave after wave, layer upon layer, this was the essence of the Nine-style Folding Wave Sword!
"Swish!"
Jun Changxiao waved his sword again, and seven overlapping waves gathered in the martial arts field.
He had reached the seventh form, and it had only taken 1 minute and 30 seconds!
"Humph."
The Li family head sneered, "He has clearly already practiced the Nine-style Folding Wave Sword, yet claimed he hadn't. Shameless!"
Regardless of how quickly Jun Changxiao performed the first seven forms, the Li family head was convinced that he had previously practiced.
"I knew it!"
"A ninth-ranking head, how could he comprehend the first seven forms so quickly? He must have practiced them beforehand!"
"Damn, I almost got fooled!"
"This acting is pretty good!"
"Look, he's still at it!"
As Jun Changxiao continued to demonstrate the eighth form, the warriors' attention wasn't on the swirling air but on his focused face.
The Ironbone Sect may be ninth-rate, but his acting was top-notch!
The elder from the Cangshan faction smiled lightly, "No matter how good his acting is, as long as he can't show the ninth form, it will still be exposed."
This statement was agreed upon by everyone.
Enjoy acting? This martial arts field is your stage! However, if you can't exhibit the ninth form, all your hard work is just 'treading water.'
The Li family head sneered in the background.
"Swish!"
After displaying the eighth form, Jun Changxiao stopped and fell into contemplation, seemingly searching for the final form.
"Stuck, huh?"
Everyone laughed.
Jun Changxiao didn't hear the external sounds, as he was now in a wonderful state of enlightenment.
Gradually.
A sharp aura enveloped his body, if not breathless, exuding a sharp momentum.
The Cangshan faction elder was astonished.
The sneer on the Li family head's face froze.
"This is..." Li Qingyang frowned slightly, solemnly saying, "Sword Realm!"
"What?!"
The warriors from various factions widened their eyes in shock.
Sword Realm.
Also known as the Realm of Sword Intent, it is a state of epiphany in kendo, greatly benefiting the practitioner.
"Oh my God!"
"What kind of dog, crap luck did this guy have! He entered the Sword Realm!"
"From ancient times until now, how many sword-wielding warriors never experienced such a state in their entire lives!"
The warriors were so shocked that some couldn't help but speak louder.
The elder from the Cangshan faction sternly reminded, "This man has entered the Sword Realm, an extraordinary opportunity, do not disturb him!"
The warriors of various factions carefully closed their mouths.
The elder's timely intervention to prevent disturbances showed his good character.
The reason why he scolded Jun Changxiao was that he didn't want Li Qingyang to go astray and waste such a good talent.
Because of the elder's intervention, the entire martial arts field fell silent, and the warriors' eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Opportunities like this are rare.
Yet this guy gets it. Ridiculous!
"Swish!"
In his state of enlightenment, Jun Changxiao's eyes flashed sharply, and his right arm waved as he swung his sword.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
He quickly demonstrated the first, second, third... and up to the eighth forms in one breath, and with a leap, he executed the final form with a powerful thrust.
"Boom!"
Eight rippling waves in the air were pulled together, quickly gathered into a powerful sword light, and blasted into the boulder outside the martial arts field.
"Bang ——"
A loud explosion echoed, and the massive stone shattered on the spot.
"Gasp!"
The warriors from various factions were shocked into taking deep breaths.
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