Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from predicting opportunities

Tang Zaiyin's sword is like a piece of heaven and earth.

At this moment.

Xu Guang seemed to see a man raising his sword to the sky. His sword was not for killing people, but for... cutting the sky!

A thought came to his mind.

This technique is somewhat like a literary skill.

But can a literary skill reach this level?

In the past, when he was in Feiyun City, the city defender Duan Jue was also good at literary skills, but he could only deal with warriors in the realm of the sense of mystery at most, which was actually enough to shock people.

After all, Duan Jue was just a mortal.

He used the method of sealing the sky to seal everything about the mysterious world in Feiyun City, allowing a group of warriors in Feiyun City to survive.

Although that was because Zhang Qing did not take action personally.

In the brilliant sword light, Tang Zaiyin's figure stretched naturally, like an eagle striking the sky, naturally, but also contained infinite murderous intent.

The mighty sword light seemed to give birth to the light of the sun, shining on the thirty-three heavens and earth, shining on the world for thousands of years.

Transparent and glittering light suddenly burst into golden light and sang softly on the long sword that was tightly wrapped by the power of heaven and earth.

A sword, shining the world, Qiandu inside and outside, seemed to be shrouded by a golden light.

Under this sword, Qiandu seemed to have returned to the era of spiritual veins, with spiritual energy running rampant, and all things in the world full of vitality. Different changes seemed to have occurred in everyone's body, but when he carefully sensed it, it seemed that he had not discovered anything.

Xu Guang stood in the air, squinting his eyes.

Feeling the spiritual energy in the air, these spiritual energy had some illusory meanings, but it seemed that there was no difference.

Xu Guang's eyes were solemn.

Looking at the sword falling from the sky.

He closed his eyes.

When the sword fell.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

"So, this is your way...

It's really... so bold."

Xu Guang couldn't help but be shocked.

In his perception just now, he seemed to see Tang Zaiyin's swordsmanship.

With the way of civil service, condense the true meaning of martial arts, observe the changes of heaven and earth, and achieve the way.

The way is like the sea, and the world is boundless.

I can't see the road ahead, I can't see the predecessors, everything can only rely on self-cultivation.

At this moment.

Xu Guang suddenly opened his arms, as if he was embracing the sword that fell from the sky.

The sword that spanned dozens of miles, at this moment, was as mighty as a dragon, and its power was as powerful as the sky!

Puff~!!!

Xu Guang's body was pierced by the long sword without any surprise, but his whole face was expressionless, as if it was not himself who was injured.

Feeling the sword containing the power of heaven and earth, crisscrossing in his body.

He actually smiled.

Combined with the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, it looked a little scary and even weird.

He looked at Tang Zaiyin sincerely.

"Thank you."

At this moment, Tang Zaiyin, as he said, after the sword, his energy was weak. His overly strong will looked so out of place on his somewhat weak body.

Tang Zaiyin smiled bitterly.

"I can't kill you."

Xu Guang nodded naturally, "Your sword is very threatening and very good for me. If there is a chance, I hope you can stab me a few more times."

"You..."

Tang Zaiyin was a little uncomfortable because his sword failed to succeed. He didn't expect Xu Guang to make such a request.

He couldn't help showing his frustration on his face.

Staring at Xu Guang for a long time, he slowly uttered two words.

"Pervert!"

Xu Guang smiled lightly.

He didn't kill Tang Zaiyin. His will represented his martial arts. Under that unruly appearance, his will was so pure, ardent and even...sincere.

This is a man who values ​​his promises. He appreciates such people.

Because he is also such a person.

People always appreciate each other for their own kind.

Of course, the most important thing is Tang Zaiyin's sword, which can collect the few spiritual ideas in the world in an instant. Under that sword just now.

Xu Guang actually felt that his stagnant degree of alien fusion actually fluctuated.

So there was a scene where he gave up defense and let the sword light penetrate his body.

Sure enough, as he expected.

This sword could not kill him, but made him stronger.

When many clean families in Ping'anfang saw that Tang Zaiyin only used one sword.

They were very disappointed.

But when they saw that the sword light penetrated Xu Guang's body, they showed excitement on their faces.

The devil was injured, and they might have a chance...

Han Kun stood on the top of the attic, looking at Xu Guang who was riding a horse.

"Xu Guang!"

Xu Guang waved his hand and interrupted him indifferently.

He didn't want to talk to the dead.

So he looked at Han Kun calmly.

"Within three breaths, you kill yourself, and I will leave your body intact."

Han Kun's face was grim.

"Who do you think you are! Want to kill me..."

Puff! !

The air suddenly shook.

Xu Guang punched through the air, the force of the punch vibrated the air, and pushed the sound barrier, like an invisible aftermath of the Qi force.

Han Kun spat out blood.

Xu Guang withdrew his fist expressionlessly.

Turned around.

Bang!

Han Kun's body exploded.

Nine disasters, destroyed!

A man who barely stepped into the Grandmaster, in front of Xu Guang, Xu Guang didn't even use his strength to kill him.

Tianjie trampled on the bones of the nobles, and the inner treasury was burned to ashes.

After Xu Guang personally took action and killed several high-ranking officials with a deep martial arts realm in the Qingliu.

The Demon-Slaying Army took over the matter of confiscating the property.

Everything was so logical.

Many officials and their families have been operating in Ping'anfang for decades before they have made this place look like this.

But everything is over today.

The thick smoke has touched the hearts of many Qiandu natives.

Another three days.

The farce in Qiandu finally ended.

The ceremony of the new emperor's enthronement was also held as scheduled.

On this day.

Li Qingyan officially became emperor, and the reign was Guangyuan.

Unlike Xu Guang's previous life, the temple name of Daqian was not judged by future generations after the emperor's death, but was announced when the emperor ascended the throne and was conferred the title of heaven and earth.

Li Qingyan called himself... Guangzong.

Xu Guang did not participate in all this.

He just sat quietly in the room, recovering from his injuries while observing the changes in his body after Tang Zaiyin's sword.

After all, Tang Zaiyin's sword contained his own will. Although it was full of inspiration, it could have a great impact on him.

However, as he deduced Tang Zaiyin's way, he actually felt that his talent in swordsmanship seemed to have become stronger.

His talent for swordsmanship has been very good for a long time.

He was a little surprised that he felt it had improved further.

‘Could it be that after my alien body is completely completed, it will be related to swordsmanship? ’

Xu Guang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Ten days later.

Qiandu Mingyue Lake.

Xu Guang stood under the willow tree, and beside him, stood Tang Zaiyin.

“Do you really want me to stab you again?”

Tang Zaiyin looked strange, and repeated Xu Guang’s request with some surprise.

This is not a request that a normal person can make.

But thinking of Xu Guang’s style of doing things, such a thing is really possible.

Xu Guang saw the hesitation on Tang Zaiyin’s face, and whispered, “If you stab me, all the brothels in Qiandu are open to you.”

Although he didn’t know why Xu Guang was so persistent, Tang Zaiyin still shook his head.

“Such a sword is already a sword that I have overdrawn myself. Within three to five years, I can’t use such a sword, otherwise the energy loss will be too great and it will not be hard.”

Xu Guang was speechless.

He couldn't force Tang Zaiyin to stab him.

Tang Zaiyin's path was completely different from the path of martial arts. Even with the searcher, he couldn't learn it.

And even if he could learn it, Xu Guang wouldn't waste time.

He recognized Tang Zaiyin, but he wouldn't become Tang Zaiyin.

Tang Zaiyin obviously knew it, so when Xu Guang asked him how he practiced to this point today, he told him frankly.

Xu Guang finally realized that he really couldn't learn Tang Zaiyin's sword.

...

...

Time passed.

In a blink of an eye, a month had passed.

Yunzhou, a small town by the sea.

A middle-aged man in Confucian clothes and gentle and elegant bought three pounds of pork, like an ordinary family, carrying the pork and walking towards his home.

He lived in a remote place, in the corner of the town.

There were a lot of vegetables planted in front of the door, which were well taken care of.

When he returned home, he saw a young man in a black cloak squatting on the ground taking care of the green onion seedlings.

"You're here after all."

The young man stood up and looked at the Confucian scholar.

"Are you a puppet this time? Or yourself?"

The scholar grinned.

"Guess."

The young man was Xu Guang, and the middle-aged man dressed as a scholar was... Ming Xiaochen.

The two of them were like old friends, chatting with each other across the vegetable garden.

"In fact, I have always wanted to know how you found me?"

Ming Xiaochen was puzzled by this question.

After all, since he started practicing martial arts, he has practiced various escape methods the most.

But Xu Guang could always find his position accurately. If it weren't for his complicated methods, it would not be a simple matter to escape from Xu Guang.

He didn't know.

Xu Guang was also very curious about how Ming Xiaochen knew he was catching up.

Every time he escaped, he was too decisive.

"It seems that this time, it's not true again."

Xu Guang sighed softly.

Ming Xiaochen chuckled.

"Of course it's not true. The matter in Qiandu has caused a big fuss. I have been paying attention to it. I didn't expect that you broke through so quickly..."

Xu Guang frowned.

"It seems that you have left the mortal world."

Ming Xiaochen said nothing, and his whole body suddenly became stiff.

Xu Guang stepped forward, stretched out a hand, and gently crushed Ming Xiaochen's puppet.

He looked helpless.

When he was chasing Ming Xiaochen before, he always managed to escape as if he had predicted the future, and even managed to find time to trick him.

I didn't expect that after his breakthrough, he would be so decisive, abandon all his foundations in the mortal world, and leave.

It's really...

speechless.

He has never fought Ming Xiaochen head-on, and he has no idea of ​​his strength.

I don't know what kind of means he has hidden.

It's a pity that he didn't fight this person in the mortal world.

Xu Guang turned around and continued to prepare to kill.

So he searched for the woman who claimed to be the Queen of Demons that day.

After a while, his face was gloomy.

The search engine gave the time of the Queen of Demons as five years.

Five years.

This means that the Demon Queen is either blessed by a peerless master, but there are not many people in the mortal world who can be called top masters.

Then the only other possibility is that...

This person has also left the mortal world.

They are still... really decisive.

Failure to hunt down Ming Xiaochen and the Demon Queen made Xu Guang feel a little depressed.

But he could do nothing about it.

After all, both of them were top masters, and they were qualified to leave the world at any time and be taken away.

With this in mind, Xu Guang did not stay in Yunzhou for long.

Since he came to the seaside, he decided to go out to sea once to see the so-called Guixu Sea Eye.

…

…

A few days later.

A city dock somewhere in Yunzhou.

The tide surged, ups and downs, leaving white lines on the coast, and then disappearing.

Early in the morning, the sun had just risen, and the fishermen who were pushing small fishing boats ashore at the seaside were dragging the sea fish they had caught in the early morning, unloading with satisfaction.

At this moment, in front of a large fishing boat, the bow was bargaining with the laborers who were about to board the boat, trying to lower the price so that their costs could be reduced.

The ocean has always been a treasure house, for everyone.

But the ocean is a treasure house, in addition to opportunities, there are endless crises.

Deep-sea ships have high operating costs, and every bit of savings is a good thing.

Merchants pursue profits, and this is true in any world, any place, and even any dynasty.

When the captain was trying hard to lower the price,

a man wearing a black cloak and a cape on his head suddenly walked up to him.

"How far can it go overseas? Can you bring someone? The price is negotiable."

The man stretched out his hand, and a huge broken gold ingot was lying in his palm.

The man's accent was very different from that of Yunzhou, and the captain recognized him at a glance.

This person is probably an outsider warrior who plans to go overseas to find opportunities.

This is also a business for their ocean-going fishing boats. They often encounter some martial arts masters on board to go to the ocean to find precious species and practice special skills.

The man in black in front of him looks a little dangerous.

But the captain thought of the three-transformation master on his own ship.

He was slightly relieved.

He didn't care. Generally, only people without background would look for a ship in such a place.

If you don't have a background, it means you are not doing well, and if you are not doing well, it means that your martial arts skills are not high.

"Okay, okay," the captain immediately made up his mind to pull the other party on board, took the other party's deposit, and weighed it.

"This is only enough for the deposit, and I need such a big thing, three pieces."

The man in black had no intention of bargaining, and nodded directly.

"Okay, when do you get on the ship, I will pay you then."

The captain directly told the other party a time, which was in the next two days.

He didn't care whether the other party would come.

After all, everyone on the ship was his own people, and the other party, a martial artist with no background, came or not, what could it matter.

The stone ticket given to him by the captain under Xu Guang was printed with the logo of the ship in front of him. It was of good quality and felt very comfortable.

Two days later.

Xu Guang stood on the deck, looking at the huge reefs that occasionally appeared on the sea surface, and the hull was constantly shaken by the sea currents and the need to avoid the reefs.

'Ahem! ’

On the other side of the deck, stood an old man who had been coughing since he boarded the ship.

“Dad, Dad, are you okay?”

A seven or eight-year-old girl heard the old man’s cough and trotted over with a concerned look on her face.

“No… It’s okay, go get me some medicine.”

The old man dismissed the girl and staggered to grab the mast on the deck.

He noticed Xu Guang’s gaze and smiled.

“Sorry to have embarrassed you, brother.”