"The essence of the Soaring Cloud Sword Art lies in the words' Soaring Cloud 'and' Cloud '…" Chu Mu slowly explained. Li Wei listened attentively, memorizing every single word Chu Mu said.
After Chu Mu finished practicing his sword techniques in the pond, he got up and saw Li Wei practicing her sword techniques in the open space in front of the building. He casually gave her a few pointers and made a few sword gestures to let Li Wei understand.
Li Wei's little face would occasionally reveal a look of enlightenment. Many of her doubts had been resolved.
"Practice again," Chu Mu said.
"Yes, Senior Brother." Li Wei's little face was red from excitement. She once again practiced, sword after sword, style after style, like clouds gathering. The last three moves were Cloud Birth, Cloud Gathering, Cloud Movement, and Cloud Scattering.
After practicing once, Li Wei stared at Chu Mu with her big eyes, waiting for Chu Mu's evaluation.
"En, your comprehension is not bad. Practice a bit more and you'll be able to beat Dacheng," Chu Mu said with a smile. This made Li Wei very happy. It was even sweeter than eating honey.
"Continue practicing. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me," Chu Mu said. He walked into the pavilion and went up to the second floor.
"Many thanks, Senior Brother." Li Wei was still very excited.
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At this time, it was close to evening. Chu Mu put on his azure robe and sat on the balcony. He looked at the clouds in the sky and the leaves swaying in the wind. He didn't care about the life and death sword battle with Wang Feng three days later.
"Sword Dao Realm … Sword Force …" Chu Mu slowly closed his eyes, eliminating all distracting thoughts. He thought back to when he was still in the outer sect. He thought back to the time when he faced Wang Feng. He thought back to when the Sword Pavilion Elder told him what sword force was. It was boundless and sharp. At that moment, he felt like he was frozen, as if he was going to be crushed and torn apart.
"The sharpness of the sword is indomitable, fearless, and unyielding. The body is like a sword, the form is like a sword, and the spirit is like a sword."
"Only when one's sharpness is released without fear, when one's body and spirit are one with the sword, can one comprehend sword force and release it."
Chu Mu strove to comprehend sword force as quickly as possible and step into the realm of sword dao. He was very sure that if he could comprehend sword force, then there would be no suspense in the life and death battle between him and Wang Feng. He would be able to easily crush Wang Feng.
However, the first level of the Way of the Sword was not that easy to comprehend. Even the elders of the Sword Pavilion had only comprehended the Sword Force after reaching the Qi Transformation Realm.
After one night, Chu Mu didn't even understand the slightest bit of the sword force. The situation that day couldn't be repeated.
However, he had once taken half a step into the realm of sword force. Although he had unknowingly experienced the feeling of sword force approaching him, coupled with his extraordinary comprehension, it was only a matter of time before he comprehended sword force.
The next day, Chu Mu woke up early as usual. After finishing the cultivation of the Zhongyuan Sword Qi Art and the Sword Qi Protection Secret Art, he immediately set off for the Ling Feng Sword Terrace. The sky was still a little dark and cold. Chu Mu came to the Ling Feng Sword Terrace and practiced the Seeing Sword, Listening to Sword, and Touching Sword. After that, he practiced the basic sword arts, the Clear Wind Sword Art and the Shocking Cloud Kill. He also reviewed the Flying Cloud Sword Art and the Soft Cloud Sword Art, and focused on the Ling Feng Sword Art.
"I guess you're the first one here again." Han Rui leaped onto the Sword Terrace. He didn't directly draw his sword like before. Instead, he smiled bitterly.
"Draw your sword," Chu Mu said indifferently.
"Are you still in the mood to practice? Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will be the time of your life and death battle with Wang Feng. Even if you cultivate every minute and second of these three days, you won't be able to improve much. "Han Rui said. He didn't have the intention to draw his sword.
Because even if he used all his strength, he was aware that he wasn't Wang Feng's opponent. In his point of view, although Chu Mu's swordsmanship was good, his cultivation was too low. If he used all his strength, it wouldn't be difficult to defeat Chu Mu.
"I'm not worried about the life and death battle." Chu Mu said indifferently. His tone had a domineering tone of disdain and extreme confidence, "Wang Feng is only an obstacle on my path towards the sword dao. He's like a rock blocking my path. I'll just kick him away."
Hearing this, Han Rui's face changed greatly. He was secretly angry.
"Okay, I'll use all my strength to fight with you. If you can defeat me, you can face Wang Feng." Han Rui roared and unsheathed his sword. The sound of metal clanging was melodious, and a snow-white radiance blossomed. It was incomparably sharp. Compared to usual, it was faster, fiercer, and fiercer. A gust of wind whistled over, wanting to shatter Chu Mu.
Chu Mu slashed with his sword. The two swords collided. Han Rui only felt that the power of his fast and fierce sword was drawn to one side. It didn't work. His face changed and he quickly retreated. The sword Qi spread and attached to the blade. A light cyan color filled the air.
Chu Mu moved the sword Qi and spread it to the Hundred Refined Sword. He didn't use external sword Qi.
"In addition to the High Wind Swordsmanship, I've also cultivated a middle-level swordsmanship called the Fierce Wind Swordsmanship. It's more powerful than the High Wind Swordsmanship. Now, I'm going to perform the Fierce Wind Swordsmanship." Han Rui said seriously. Suddenly, a gust of wind appeared around him. In addition to being fierce, the wind also had a sense of tragedy.
Immediately, Han Rui slashed in the void. A light cyan sword Qi flew out with a sharp whistling sound.
Chu Mu used the Chaotic Steps to dodge the sword Qi. At the same time, Han Rui stabbed his sword forward. It was even fiercer than the High Wind Swordsmanship. Moreover, there was a trace of tragedy in it. It could affect people's mind and make people frightened in an instant.
However, it had no effect on Chu Mu.
"Good swordsmanship." Chu Mu shouted and performed the Clear Wind Swordsmanship. It spread out like a gust of wind. The Clear Wind and the Fierce Wind collided. One sword and one style. They were almost equally matched.
In a certain area of the High Wind Sword Platform, sword Qi was everywhere. There were countless gusts of wind blowing and dissipating. Figures collided with each other. The clanging sound was ear-piercing and long.
"I didn't expect you to also practice a middle-level swordsmanship. This is the Clear Wind Swordsmanship, right?" Han Rui was a little surprised and looked serious.
Under normal circumstances, new inner disciples all practiced low-level swordsmanship. It was rare to see someone like Chu Mu who entered the inner sect with a middle-level swordsmanship.
Then, Han Rui attacked again. This time, his sword was faster and more powerful. He almost gave it his all.
Chu Mu also showed his swordsmanship to the fullest.
Han Rui began to feel gloomy because his sword was often unable to touch Chu Mu's sword. Even if it did, it would feel as if it had slipped past him, with no place to exert force. It was like an all-out attack that didn't hit the target. It was soft and extremely uncomfortable.
Moreover, he gradually found that his rhythm was disrupted. He could no longer attack according to his own will. He could only passively change his sword moves with Chu Mu's sword. His expression changed greatly because he knew very well that when a swordsman couldn't control his own sword rhythm, he was already at a disadvantage.
Sullen, very sullen. His sword Qi was much stronger than Chu Mu's, and his sword Qi was much purer than Chu Mu's. However, he was led by the nose by Chu Mu. All his advantages were gone. He finally understood how Zhuang Qiusheng felt at that time.
With a shout, sword Qi burst out and flew towards Chu Mu. Chu Mu had no choice but to dodge. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Rui used his footwork to retreat quickly and put some distance between them. His expression changed, and there was a strange look in his eyes. There was even a hint of fear.
"Your swordsmanship …" Han Rui didn't know what to say for a moment. He felt that even Xiao Qianfeng's swordsmanship wasn't so abnormal. "Let's decide this with one move. I'm going to use the final killing move of the Tempest Swordsmanship, Tempest Tornado!"
"Final Blow of the Breeze!" Chu Mu said.
"Okay, come on. Let's use it together." Han Rui was somewhat expectant, but also somewhat helpless. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat Chu Mu in swordsmanship and was led by the nose, he wouldn't have used his final killing move so quickly.
A hint of desperation suddenly intensified. Small cyclones appeared in the surroundings, and strong winds howled. Han Rui's black hair danced in the wind, and the corners of his clothes fluttered. The wind seemed to rush out from the soles of his feet, spinning at high speed, causing his black hair to stand straight up. He looked as if he was about to fly.
The desperation and fierceness that Han Rui displayed was astonishing. On the other hand, Chu Mu didn't move at all. He couldn't even feel the wind blowing past him.
"Tempest Tornado!" With a fierce shout, Han Rui raised his sword and chopped down heavily. In an instant, a roar rang out. A light cyan tornado about one meter in diameter swept out at high speed. Wherever it passed, the air would shatter.
"Final Blow of the Breeze!" Chu Mu raised his sword casually. A light cyan wind blade about one meter in length slashed out at an even faster speed. The space was cut open like a cake.
Chu Mu used the mysteries of wind in this sword move. The Final Blow of the Breeze was faster and more powerful.
With a puff, the Final Blow of the Breeze collided with the Tempest Tornado. Both sides paused. The Tempest Tornado spun at high speed and was about to crush the Final Blow of the Breeze. However, the Final Blow of the Breeze was extremely condensed. Its color was a little deeper than the Tempest Tornado's. It cut into the Tempest Tornado bit by bit.
When it cut into the Tempest Tornado halfway, its speed suddenly accelerated. With a whoosh, it cut through the Tempest Tornado and charged at Han Rui. Although it was less than half a meter away, Han Rui was still shocked. He hurriedly released his sword Qi and quickly moved to dodge.
"You … you … you pervert … in the future, I'll never fight with you in the sword again …" stammered Han Liang as he pointed at Chu Mu and finally said this.