strictlysupreme Chapter 65 Sword Intent, Shock
Chapter 65 Sword Intent, Shock
The sun is setting.
The sandy ground still retained its scorching heat, and the air was filled with the dryness of late summer and early autumn.
Chen Ye gripped the Silver Crow Blade, carefully sensing the subtle tremor he had felt when he drew the blade.
Cui Yingtang stood aside, her eyes filled with disbelief, her heart pounding with excitement.
She realized that Chen Ye's strike just now was not a simple move, but rather contained "intention".
Just a moment ago he was like a complete novice who hadn't even touched the threshold of the Mixed One Blade Technique. How could he have condensed the Blade Intent in the blink of an eye?
This is clearly illogical.
She couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Did you just fully comprehend the 'Locking Ape' technique and grasp the essence of the sword?"
"I don't know if I've locked down my restless mind." Chen Ye raised his eyes, his gaze as pure as ever, and said, "But when I drew my sword again, my heart was completely calm, without any ripples."
Cui Yingtang fell silent once again.
This clearly demonstrates that the true essence of the Mixed Blade Technique has been grasped.
She still refused to believe it and said, "Stab me again, let me see."
"it is good."
Chen Ye stood still again, and his aura changed.
His mind began to feel empty, with nothing but the knife in his hand.
As he gripped the knife tightly, the awkwardness and difficulty in applying force he had felt earlier disappeared.
A familiar sensation, as if practiced a million times, surged from my palm into my mind.
He had thoroughly mastered the moves of the Mixed Blade Technique, and he had also completely grasped how the mental techniques and moves should be matched.
He focused all his attention on the three Yang meridians of his hand, allowing the true energy to flow down his shoulder, elbow, and wrist all the way to the tip of the knife.
The silver crow blade trembled slightly.
The frequency of the blade tip's vibration increased, emitting a faint humming sound.
Chen Ye drew his sword!
A flash of silver light appeared, then transformed into a bright halo.
He raised his sword and slashed, leaving a shallow crater in the ground with a splash of sand and gravel.
After unleashing all four moves, he attempted to wield his inner energy as a blade.
But it failed.
A hint of disappointment flashed across Chen Ye's brow, realizing he was still lacking something.
He sighed softly and looked at Cui Yingtang, asking, "Second Miss, have I... condensed sword intent?"
Cui Yingtang stood in front of him, opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment.
How long did it take you to develop your first sword intent?
If I remember correctly, it should have been a full eight months.
Such speed is already considered outstanding among the many disciples of the Cui family.
Even those with better aptitude would need to practice diligently for one or two years to reach this level, while those with less talent might need three to five years.
The person in front of me did it without any hard training or medication, and did so in just half a day.
One moment they were still clumsy, the next they suddenly mastered it.
It's like one moment you're stumbling and learning to walk, and the next you're running.
It's simply unbelievable.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have almost doubted whether the two were practicing the same martial art.
Something strange about it.
Confused, Cui Yingtang asked with piercing eyes, "How exactly did you manage to control the sword intent so instantly?"
Chen Ye answered frankly, "It's simply what you taught me, Second Miss: abandon change and pursue the ultimate."
After listening, Cui Yingtang remained silent.
She drew her long sword, its blade gleaming darkly in the sunlight.
"Come on, let's have a match."
Chen Ye was slightly taken aback.
How could he, a martial arts master who had undergone four transformations, be asked to spar with a Dragon Elephant martial arts master?
Seeing Chen Ye's expression, Cui Yingtang couldn't help but smile slightly: "What, scared?"
Chen Ye also drew his knife and said solemnly, "I couldn't ask for more."
Cui Yingtang drew her knife.
She slashed down with her sword, the movement incredibly fast.
Chen Ye recognized that this was a move from the Mixed Blade Technique.
His mind was clear and focused; instead of retreating, he advanced, sweeping his silver crow blade horizontally, transforming it into a burst of silver light.
Clang!
Amidst the clang of metal, the two swords separated.
Chen Ye felt a peculiar force drilling into his body along the blade, causing his arm to ache.
This was a feeling I had never experienced before when sparring with opponents.
There was no time to think.
Cui Yingtang suddenly twisted her wrist, and the blade swept upwards.
Chen Ye immediately raised his sword and slashed.
His mind was utterly empty, and in his eyes, the world consisted only of the shadow of the other's sword.
A burst of sword intent erupted forth.
Cui Yingtang's expression changed drastically as she sensed danger. She instinctively tried to circulate her inner energy, but it was too late.
boom.
The knife slipped from Cui Yingtang's hand.
The blade flew into the air, twirling in the sunlight before falling diagonally, its tip embedding itself in the sand, swaying forlornly.
Chen Ye sheathed the Silver Crow Blade, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "You flatter me."
Although he won a move against Cui Yingtang, he didn't really think he could defeat the Dragon Elephant Martial Master.
He knew in his heart that Cui Yingtang had not given it her all.
I just took advantage of a surprise attack.
Cui Yingtang glanced at the knife on the sand, then at Chen Ye's calm face, and fell into a brief daze.
She looked down at her empty right hand and noticed a lingering trace of heat on it.
A moment later, however, a look of wild joy appeared on his face.
Cui Yingtang calmly drew her longsword, sheathed it again, walked up to Chen Ye, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled expectantly, saying, "Practice hard. Once you break through to the Dragon Elephant realm, we'll have a real fight."
After saying that, she turned and walked out of the training ground: "You can practice here by yourself. I'm going to find someone to fight to vent my anger."
Chen Ye looked at Cui Yingtang's rounded back and couldn't help but smile.
He remained where he was, circulated his inner energy, and continued his practice.
Since the sword intent of the Mixed Blade Technique can temper the physical body, he naturally does not want to give it up and is eager to complete another transformation as soon as possible.
He repeatedly honed that blade intent, and gradually, the blade intent resonated with his true energy. His skin began to heat up, and the vitality that had been accumulating within his body began to circulate with the true energy.
Chen Ye realized that this was a sign that he was about to undergo a transformation.
But it's still a little short.
He decisively chose to stop practicing.
It was already close to dusk, and a person standing alone in the training ground looked rather conspicuous.
Chen Ye sheathed his sword and returned to his courtyard.
On his way back, he encountered Cheng Defu.
When the latter saw him, his eyes became complicated.
He knew that Chen Ye had caught the eye of the manor, and that he would not be just a mere follower in the future.
A hint of loneliness and envy inevitably crept into Cheng Defu's gaze as he looked at Chen Ye.
The two of them were of the same status and position before, but in the blink of an eye, they are completely different.
Chen Ye didn't think too much about it and simply said, "Shall we have another drink tonight?"
Cheng Defu waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "No, no, I still need to feed the horses tomorrow morning. Drinking will cause trouble, drinking will cause trouble..."
After saying that, he left in a hurry without lingering.
Chen Ye gazed at the man's hunched back, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
Without giving it much thought, he went back into the house, closed the door, and took out some remaining pills from the cabinet.
These pills were obtained by him from the Cui family's pharmacy and contained many essential substances.
He swallowed them one by one, like candy beans, and put them into his mouth.
After taking one pill, rest for a moment to allow the true yang energy to refine the medicinal power.
After swallowing several pills, the vitality transformed from the essence within his body surged forth like a tidal wave, ready to burst forth at any moment.
Chen Ye knew the time was almost right.
He stood in the courtyard, drew his long sword from his waist, and practiced the moves of the Mixed Sword Technique once again.
By using the intent of the sword, one can continuously refine one's physical body.
Again and again, over and over.
This has been the case for two consecutive days.
Suddenly, as if a certain opportunity had arisen, his back straightened, and a powerful aura erupted from his body.