Clang~
Amidst heaven and earth, the mountains and rivers lose their color, leaving only a radiant sword light, as if traversing through the river of ti, bringing the enlightennt of seeking the sword without regret, right before him.
The Wind Force, the endless wind, at this mont reveals itself within inches, depicted by countless elusive sword shadows, its variations are infinite, yet all changes remain true to their essence.
"This is... The realm of Wind Force Mastery!"
Li Jianshu’s heart was deeply shaken; the object he has dread of all his life now lay before him, like a wild fruit by the roadside, waiting for him to pick.
Just bend down, and he could pick it up.
But at the mont of reaching out, Li Jianshu stopped and hesitated.
For so reason, he recalled the decisive Sword Intent within just now, which pierced through the river of ti, solely to verify the sword in his heart.
Suddenly, he had an epiphany: "So that’s it, the ultimate path without regret."
On the rice paper, the Dragon Ascending Sword Intent, written with ink, seed to sense Li Jianshu’s inner change, instantly drawing the shadow of a dragon, soaring through the sky, advancing with its majestic spirit.
This is an artistic conception that only a person with great ambitions could mutually understand.
"Spread the teachings to the world, so everyone can be as dragons?"
Li Jianshu smiled thoughtfully: "Indeed, such grand aspirations and spirit. I have seen your Sword Intent; soday, I want you to see mine too."
Clang~
With a thought, the Wind Force shackles, which troubled Li Jianshu for so long, finally showed a hint of change.
As the forr first on the Hidden Dragon List, hailed by Sikong Jingming as the greatest swordsmanship talent in the Dongji Kingdom, Li Jianshu had reached the Perfection Realm in Wind Force a year ago.
But no matter how hard he trained, he couldn’t take the final step into the legendary realm of Mastery.
Until, he saw Ye Qingzhou’s "sword" written based on Wind Force.
However, once he picked up Ye Qingzhou’s "Intent," he would lose his own "Intent," destined to never surpass Ye Qingzhou in this lifeti.
Because everyone’s talents and experiences are different, their cognition different, and their mindset different, the True aning of Martial Arts ultimately consolidated would naturally vary widely.
Therefore, only the "Intent" realized by oneself is genuinely one’s own, and most suitable for oneself.
Li Jianshu set aside the invaluable manuscripts, closed his eyes, and the pride deep inside made him disdain to "pick up leftovers," aiming instead to comprehend the realm of Wind Force Mastery with his own Intent.
At this mont, he released his mind, his spirit spread across heaven and earth, perceiving the flow of air around, feeling the wind’s changeability, its softness, its fierceness...
Behind thousands of appearances, lies the essence of wind—movent.
"Thousand-Mile Wind, silent and traceless, so that’s it."
Upon reopening his eyes, Li Jianshu’s gaze was entirely different, with streaks of flowing light deep within his pupils, representing the omnipresent wind in the world.
"I understand now."
Li Jianshu chuckled softly, his body rose with the wind, stepping into the Divine Speed Domain, faster than imaginable.
Sikong Xingyan watched in awe: "Brother Jianshu’s movents are so fast! Is this... the realm of Wind Force Mastery?"
Her face was filled with disbelief.
After all, among the six techniques of Wind, Fire, Mountain, Forest, Yin, and Thunder, normally regarded as fundantal, only Zhangg Xinwu had been known to break through to the realm of Mastery based solely on personal strength.
When Li Jianshu finally beca thoroughly familiar with the properties of Thousand-Mile Wind and mastered the Secret Technique of Divine Speed, he descended from the sky, exhaling and reining in his powers.
"Brother Jianshu, you’re amazing."
Sikong Xingyan congratulated him, eyes sparkling, bounding happily forward.
Li Jianshu sighed in response: "There are always people beyond people, and skies beyond the skies; what do I count as amazing? The person who wrote this is truly the amazing one."
Sikong Jingming ca forward, stroked his beard, and chuckled: "Don’t belittle yourself. Others may have started ahead; you only need to catch up. After all, today you have stepped into the realm of Wind Force Mastery, already possessing the bearing of a Martial Saint, with a bright future ahead."
"Master, who wrote this ’sword’ character?"
"You should have heard of his na."
"Ye Qingzhou?"
Considering peers who could still surpass him, Li Jianshu could only think of Ye Qingzhou, ranked first on the Hidden Dragon List.
"Do you wish to challenge him?"
"Yes."
Li Jianshu admitted frankly. He longed to challenge Ye Qingzhou, having gained early enlightennt of the wonders of Wind Force Mastery thanks to Ye Qingzhou’s manuscript.
Not for victory or defeat, but simply to discern the true gap between them.
"Don’t go; it’s aningless."
Sikong Jingming shook his head, murmured: "Ye Qingzhou has written six such manuscripts, encompassing Wind, Fire, Mountain, Forest, Yin, Thunder, all having reached Mastery. If you go now, you might not even withstand a single strike from him."
Rushed for ti, it was only upon returning to the Imperial Capital did Sikong Jingming learn there were six manuscripts; he too found it hard to believe.
After all, Zhangg Xinwu had only practiced Thunderous technique to Mastery before advancing to the Professional Level.
Ye Qingzhou actually achieved Mastery in all six techniques?
Even Sikong Jingming, a Martial Saint, found it incredible, and by the ti he thought of seeking the other manuscripts, they had already fallen into the hands of various major forces.
That’s why he offered two billion before the dia reporters.
In reality, no one would sell them.
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