Chapter 263: Sword Skills, Domination, Miracle"Wow—" A long cry resounded through the sky. Song Lin directly used his ultimate move, and a Duck Killing Knife slashed across the sky, strange and unpredictable, showing a weird and mysterious appearance. however. Yue Chongshan still used the same palm, his five fingers transformed into the Five Sacred Mountains, easily annihilating the sword light. No matter how you change, I can break it by myself. "I only used 30% of my strength in this palm strike." He smiled jokingly. Suddenly, the knife light in front changed and turned into many ghost shadows, and it seemed that a new knife technique was displayed in Song Lin's hands. The divine and demonic sword. Ghost Hand Knife is Feng Ting’s famous sword technique.

It must be said that Feng Ting's strength is very weak and he is born ordinary. However, he has created a unique sword technique with amazing ideas. Now that Song Lin has arrived, it seems that he can really use his skills to overcome his strength. Yue Chongshan's expression changed slightly. "Okay, this palm—50% of the force!" Boom~~ The palm of his hand was suddenly pushed horizontally, without any complicated moves, just a pushing motion, but it was like pushing a mountain, full of majestic aura. Song Lin's expression suddenly changed, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Bang bang~~ All the blade lights fell on the palm peak, but did not pose any threat to Yue Chongshan. Song Lin stopped attacking and did not use the second knife after killing the duck - the bitter snail. He stood on the lake, frowning in thought. There was a flash of knife in his eyes, as if he suddenly had many insights. "Have you found the problem? You found it too, right!" Yue Chongshan couldn't help wanting to share when he saw this scene, and laughed. "What is swordsmanship? It is domineering and absolute." "Why is Chi Yunting, the leader of the Tyrant Sword Sect, only ranked tenth on the Black List, but is known as the best swordsman in the world in the previous generation? Because the Tyrant Sword Sect's swordsmanship is well versed in the true meaning of swordsmanship. Even a pig can understand the essence of it after practicing for decades." "Xu Canghai also took this path, but he also took a different approach, using the word 'huge' instead of 'dominant'." "But, his sword is still not refined enough. So even though his sword is a thousand times better than Chi Yunting's, it cannot be called the best sword in the world." "Do you understand now?" The hearty shouts kept echoing in my ears. Song Lin sat cross-legged with the fish-butchering knife on his knees. The art of swordsmanship lies in dominance and in absoluteness.

The most powerful and masculine, he dominates the world! "I think I understand something..." Song Lin closed his eyes. All the sword techniques I learned in the past flashed through my mind one by one. Puyang Sword, Foolish Sword, God and Demon Sword, Duck Kill, Bitter Snail, Tyrant Sword and Seven Deadly Slashes... There are grand and majestic swords, and there are sinister and decisive swords. Each one is a sword technique, but each is different. But he seemed to have taken the wrong path. Why? Because the fish-butchering knife was too short and too small. Because his thoughts were too many and too complicated. Because his opponents in the past were either too strong or too weak, he always won by taking risks or by overpowering his opponents with his skills. "Swordsmanship at low levels is real, while swordsmanship at high levels is virtual. When a swordsman walks in the martial arts world, his mind and nature are pure, just like the domineering and pure energy. My swordsmanship... is too 'virtual'." Song Lin opened his eyes and looked at Yue Chongshan in front of him. Compare the two phases. Yue Chongshan's palm technique seemed to confirm his sword technique. When the opponent was strong, it was natural to defeat him with a strange sword. But when the opponent was weak and far superior to him, this strange sword would be useless. Spending too much time on this path is like going down the wrong path. What was wrong was not his swordsmanship, but his thinking. "Of course." Yue Chongshan couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "Your sword has too many twists and turns, it's too complicated. A swordsman can be fierce and resolute, but he must not lose his dominance." Song Lin smiled and said, "But I think too much. I am not a pure swordsman." Yue Chongshan hesitated for a moment. Fu Dao said: "In fact, you are not that bad. You have the open-mindedness of a swordsman. You also have the determination of a swordsman. If you stick to this path, you may succeed in the future, but the road ahead will inevitably be a bit tortuous." "You know, Xu Canghai was once like you, proficient in all sword techniques and a natural genius. But in his old age, he abandoned those complicated artistic conceptions and moves and focused on the three words "Giant Whale Sword." "The sword moves with great force, relying only on the power of the sword, without any artistic conception, yet it is stronger than any sword technique in the world." "I see! I think I understand what you mean, Senior." Song Lin nodded casually. He finally understood the significance of the old fisherman asking Yue Chongshan to guide him. The old fisherman and Jian Shiyi actually saw all these problems. But if you don't experience some things personally, how can you remember them in your heart? This is also a must for young people. How can one understand how to simplify things if one has not seen the prosperity of the world? Seeing that Song Lin had laid a solid foundation, the old fisherman invited Yue Chongshan to show him how a real master fought. but.

Just like Zhao Wuxing back then, it was not necessarily wrong to go to a dead end. The method of the sword of the mind has been sought after by generations of sword masters for thousands of years. This is the basics they want to learn, to add to their kendo skills. Back then, Zhao Wuxing had no way out. And now. Song Lin's life has just begun, and he has the opportunity to take this path. If he wants to go further and more smoothly, he should naturally take the broadest path. "Now that you understand, go and comprehend it!" Yue Chongshan laughed loudly and disappeared on the lake. Song Lin pondered for a long time. Turned around and went back to the knife-walled cave. Once again, he stepped into the stone cave step by step to pass the level, using the knife skills on the stone wall to verify his own way. He had actually already learned the domineering swordsmanship. But it has never been taken seriously in the past. With the strangeness of killing a duck with one knife, and the determination of killing the body with one knife and the heart with one knife, he can always defeat the opponent unexpectedly. But aren’t these knife skills domineering enough? Of course it’s enough! It is God's will to eat birds, which brings disaster to all birds. This fate annotation has already pointed out the tyranny of the duck. As an ordinary duck, daring to pull down the wild goose in the sky is like a mortal daring to pull down the emperor of heaven. Isn’t this overbearing enough? So, it was Song Lin himself who took the wrong path in the past, and it was not his swordsmanship that was wrong. He still had a chance to save himself. "Abandoning artistic conception does not mean abandoning the true meaning of swordsmanship. Artistic conception is virtual, and swordsmanship is real. Integrating artistic conception into swordsmanship, with the sword as the main thing and the artistic conception as the auxiliary, isn't this a great way?" "I understand!" call-- The fish-cutting knife pierced the air, and the ordinary knife force collided with the vast artistic conception on the knife wall. Suddenly. The green scales in the sky disappeared, and an ordinary but determined fish-cutting knife became the only protagonist here. A strange light flashed in Song Lin's eyes. Compared to the past. His sword skills became even faster. No longer focusing on the rendering of artistic conception is like a peacock that no longer displays its tail. In fact, everything is in the heart. "This one point is the distance between life and death. It is tyrannical and real. It is a ladder to heaven that extends from a dead end!"

"Turning the virtual into the real, the sword has its own heart." "I did it!" Song Lin stood in the stone cave and laughed towards the sky. this moment. He finally understood why Jian Wuxin was called Jian Wuxin, because Jian Yi had already predicted that his disciple would encounter this disaster in the future. Like the old fisherman, Jian Yi also wanted Jian Wuxin to figure it out on his own. If Song Lin had not intended to challenge Xu Canghai, and if they had not seen that Song Lin was already outstanding enough, they would not have dared to use this to wake up Song Lin. Change to a stupid person. Knowing this in advance will only backfire! The eighth day of February. Song Lin came to Linjiang Cottage again. Standing in front of Yue Zhongshan, he suddenly stabbed with a knife. The tiny fish-cutting knife contained the strangeness of the world's knife skills, but it was magnificent and majestic, drawing the straightest line and hitting Yue Zhongshan's chest. "Uh……" Yue Chongshan, who always attacked others by surprise, did not react this time. As soon as he raised his arm, he froze on the spot, staring blankly at the blade on his chest. He miscalculated the speed of the knife. one cent. It was only one point faster than yesterday, but it led to a completely different outcome. "You have... figured it out?" He looked up at Song Lin with an incredible look. "Yes, I understand." Song Lin nodded calmly with a smile on his face. "Sigh~~" Yue Chongshan took a deep breath. one day. It really only took him one day to understand what he had learned in his entire life. That old man Chen Ping didn't lie! His apprentice is unparalleled in the world! 'I'm so jealous!' Yue Chongshan felt mixed emotions. “Senior, there is no need to be discouraged. It took me a lot of effort to understand the reason.” Song Lin chuckled and retracted the fish-butchering knife. But he lightly returned what Yue Chongshan had said to him yesterday.

"Humph." Yue Chongshan's old face turned red. "You're still far from it, kid! I was just careless just now. Try again!" "It's not convenient today, why don't you wait a few more days?" Song Lin shook his head and refused. The old naughty boy obviously felt that he had lost face and wanted to find another way to get it back, but he would not give him the chance. "What inconvenience? You're not a woman. Hurry up!" Sure enough, Yue Chongshan became a little anxious. "It's really inconvenient. Senior Yue is highly respected and he won't force us to do anything, right?" Song Lin stopped him from saying anything. "Ah...you little rascal!" Yue Chongshan was helpless and mad, feeling uncomfortable all over. "Senior, what do you think is the possibility that I can defeat Xu Canghai?" Song Lin changed the subject immediately. "About 10%, maybe not yet." Yue Chongshan said weakly: "But there are still more than 20 days left. Your talent exceeds all of ours. As long as you break through the Yin-Yang realm, you still have a chance." Seeing Song Lin’s heavy expression. He comforted him, "Young man, don't think too much. In fact, no one thinks you can beat Xu Canghai. Your current performance has exceeded everyone's expectations!" "In this battle, as long as you can keep your life, you will win. I will take action at the critical moment." "I dare not trouble you again, Senior." Song Lin frowned slightly. He admitted that he had indeed underestimated the masters of the Divine Palace who were at the Divine Realm. But he still has the sword of mind, the 100 strikes of prairie fire that he has kept in the bottom of his box, and the foolish sword - the way home. anyway. He wants to try them all. It's a matter of life and death, do you still care whether Yang Qingyuan's identity is exposed or not? "Oh, you..." Yue Chongshan shook his head and sighed, not knowing how to persuade him. Song Lin is already a miracle. In just one year, a miracle was created that many people could not believe.

It also made many people believe that he really inherited the magician's legacy and Xu Shenglan's extraordinary talent. But this time, can he really create a miracle? That’s Xu Canghai! (End of this chapter)