Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

He asked Xingyue: "I can defend against all swords, and the lightsaber can break through all swords. Why do I still need to practice?"

Xingyue said: The Desert Emperor is a master of swordsmanship. He uses the sword to control the light blade runes. I need your ability to defeat him with a sword. I speculate that the probability of you fighting him in the future is 93%.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly asked: "How many years has he been practicing swordsmanship?"

Xingyue said: Three hundred and fifty years.

"..." Zhao Chuanxin said angrily: "Then you let me chase you?"

Xingyue takes it for granted: you have advantages that he does not have - you have me. He has practiced for 350 years, but you may be able to compete with him for 300 years after practicing for one year.

That makes some sense, but not much.

Zhao Chuanxin inserted two copper eyes next to him, and Xingyue watched and gave guidance without blind spots.

Zhao Chuanxin wore glasses, and Xingyue simulated the desert emperor on the glasses.

This surprised Zhao Chuanxin.

This is not simply the appearance of subtitles, nor is it the picture detected by the projection of the True Vision Crystal.

Now Xingyue has generated the image of the Desert Emperor out of thin air. Zhao Chuanxin himself is proficient in painting and can see the precise light, shadow, color, and movement in this picture, and can even feel the psychological oppression brought by the powerful Desert Emperor.

This is a picture generated completely in line with real logic.

There are 860 billion neurons in the human brain. A single biological neuron has a cell body with a nucleus, which is the core of the neuron. There are dendrites around the cell body that are signal receivers, and there are axons at the other end that can transmit signals to The dendrites of the next neuron, a single neuron is not special and cannot do anything, but when the synapses of countless neurons are connected to each other, incredible learning capabilities will be produced through the huge and complex transmission of signals.

In the world of "Code of the Old Gods", there are no computers or microscopes. How did the biological remnants develop biological intelligence?

In the glasses, the Desert Emperor is holding a long sword, which is thrust directly into the center of Zhao Chuanxin's eyebrows.

This was so real that Zhao Chuanxin was taken aback, stepped back and struck his sword across the desert emperor's sword.

The Desert Emperor's straight thrusts turned into consecutive slashes, and Zhao Chuanxin blocked again and again.

It was very strange. What he was looking at was clearly the sword coming at him, but when he blocked it, he didn't use any strength in his hands.

But Xingyue simulated the desert emperor's sword being swung away in the glasses' imaging.

Zhao Chuanxin crossed the river with a Bodhidharma.

laugh……

It was actually silent, but when the Desert Emperor's soft gold armor was pierced, it looked like dark red blood was flowing out. Silence was better than sound.

Zhao Chuanxin was a little confused: "That's it?"

The Desert Emperor is much more difficult to deal with than this.

Xingyue said: What I simulated for you was the scene when the Desert Emperor practiced swordplay for a year. Obviously he was no match for you at that time.

Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself that he had never practiced swordsmanship in the Eight Classics. All of them were killing moves fed with the enemy's blood on the battlefield. He didn't expect that he would be much better than an ordinary person who practiced for a year.

Can't help but feel a little complacent.

At this time, in the glasses, the Desert Emperor stood up in a pool of blood.

The long sword shook, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight through, forcing Zhao Chuanxin back.

Zhao Chuanxin turned his wrist to intercept the sword, cut his wrist in reverse, and stabbed flatly with the momentum.

The desert emperor moved much faster than before, intercepting the sword and counterattacking quickly - a whirlwind wiping the neck and left and right cloud wiping.

Zhao Chuanxin retreated in embarrassment, with his left hand and right hand in a pinch.

But he was not the type to just take a beating without fighting back. After taking a step back, he took a bow and raised his sword. When the Desert Emperor drew his sword, the immortal showed him the way. He mainly used a quick change of moves.

The Desert Emperor points his sword at the top of his head.

At the same time that Zhao Chuanxin hit the opponent, the Desert Emperor also hit him.

Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head, and through his glasses, he could see the sword piercing his body and bleeding.

In reality, there was no sword piercing his body, but Zhao Chuanxin felt a stinging sensation inexplicably.

This is because the picture is too real.

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

Xingyue said: This is the strength of the Desert Emperor who has been practicing swordsmanship for two years.

I blanch...

Zhao Chuanxin's scalp was numb. Judging from this progress, he would no longer be his opponent after practicing sword practice for three years as the Desert Emperor.

This time, when Xingyue asked the Desert Emperor to stand up again, the Desert Emperor's head was holding a level, which was - Lv.2.

Zhao Chuanxin once again faced off against the Level 2 Desert Emperor.

He swiped the second level Desert Emperor over and over again, and by the fourth time he was able to swipe the Desert Emperor without any damage.

Then the Desert Emperor upgraded, and Zhao Chuanxin fought against the Level 3 Desert Emperor.

Not far away, a group of snot-nosed children, led by Yao Bing, went to the Lubin Mansion Office, followed the camel bells and camel carts for two miles, and then returned.

When they came back, a group of snot boys saw Zhao Chuanxin practicing his sword from a distance.

"Oh..."

"Wow……"

"Roar……"

The little faces that were red from the cold, the wide eyes, the little mouths that opened into "O"s, and the incredible exclamations...

Why are they so surprised?

Zhao Chuanxin can turn around like a dragon, jump more than three meters high, and turn 180 degrees in the air.

Zhao Chuanxin leaned back from the iron bridge and stabbed his throat, and in the middle he used a strange python to flip over and slash at him...

Tossing and turning, no matter whether it is a martial artist on the stage or a professional acrobatic martial artist under the overpass, they can't do so many difficult moves.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't mean to play tricks, but as the desert emperor's level got higher and higher, he had to use all his strength to deal with it. At this time, there was no way to win.

It actually gave a group of snot-nosed kids some insight.

It turns out that swords can still be played like this.

"I also want to practice swordsmanship..."

Zhao Chuanxin stopped practicing and turned around to look over.

Yao Bing threw away the rope pulling the sledge and ran over shouting: "Master, I want to practice sword practice."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled.

He felt that it was useless to watch Kundera, Village Trees on Trees and the like, so it was better to watch Fighting Through the Sky and follow these snot-nosed kids chanting thirty years to the west of the river and thirty years to the east of the river.

Secondary 2 is the biggest motivation for young people to progress, which is difficult for adults to understand.

"What? You want to practice swordsmanship? Is there such a thing? Then tell me why you want to practice swordsmanship."

Yao Bing's expression froze, he scratched the back of his head and said, "Sword practice looks good."

Zhao Chuanxin was furious: "Practice sword to look good? This is simply unreasonable. To practice sword for a teacher is to become a peerless master. If the teacher is not the best in the world, then the teacher's appearance, body, knowledge, beautiful character, Your gentle character and even your noble soul will be destroyed. So will you!"

Yao Bing: "..."

Just being handsome is enough. Where did Master come from with all this nonsense?

Arsu, who had been beaten to tears by the spy Jiesang before, sniffed, raised his neck and asked: "Master Prefect, how can I become such a powerful swordsman as you?"

Zhao Chuanxin held up a sword flower and put away the lightsaber: "It's very simple. You just need to read it outside with a book on March 9th when the northwest wind is the strongest."

Arsu asked stupidly: "Will this make me a master?"

"No, then you will find out how cold it is. Only a fool would study outside."