Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 210: The Clash of Sword Intentions

The next day.

The longing for each other for several days turned into a lingering love last night, so Wang Qiye got up a little late today and missed the morning class.

Thinking about Lei Siyu's passion and craziness last night, Wang Qiye didn't expect that this usually dignified, virtuous, cold and noble woman could also be overwhelming in bed. However, she always refused to agree to Wang Qiye's several posture requests, which made him feel quite regretful.

After the medicinal bath, Wang Qiye stood there and let Meng Yulang's iron fists beat him. Now he could take more than thirty moves from them. Beating him like before was just a waste of time.

"Shall we practice today?"

Tan Qian held a knife and stood in front of Wang Qiye who had just recovered.

"It might take a little longer today."

Wang Qiye smiled confidently, took off the Qingcang on his back and held it in his hand.

"It seems that your trip to the demon land has given you a lot of confidence?"

Tan Qiang didn't take it seriously, pointed his long sword diagonally, and got ready.

Wang Qiye remained unmoved. Holding Qingcang in both hands, he began to concentrate his sword intent.

"Sword Intent?"

Looking at Wang Qiye, who was covered with a layer of hazy white light, Tan Qiang was a little surprised. It had only been a few days since they last met, but this diligent young man in swordsmanship had already comprehended the sword intent. According to his own estimation, it would take him at least five years to reach this level.

"It seems that you have gained a lot from this trip to the enchanting land."

Tan Qian smiled gently, and a layer of hazy white light was also shrouded on his body, but it was more condensed than the one on Wang Qiye.

“That’s interesting.”

Wang Qiye grinned, seeing the overflowing sword intent on Tan Chuan's body, stimulated by this, the weak sword intent in his body seemed to grow a little stronger. Yes, Tan Chuan was the best swordsman in Qingzhu Peak, how could he not comprehend the sword intent?

Although intention is not a common thing, it is a common thing among every genius. Basically, the strong people you meet do not have this thing called intention, so Wang Qiye was not too surprised.

"Let me see how much you have grown in this land of enchantment."

Tan Qian laughed grimly, raised his knife and rushed over first. At this moment, he was a little itchy and wanted to test Wang Qiye's ability.

Wang Qiye also relaxed his mind, not fearing the opposite side's momentum, and raised his knife to meet the opponent.

"Crescent Slash"

A small arc of sword energy shot out from Qingcang. With the blessing of sword intent, the crescent-shaped sword was like a sharp sword with eyes, and it hit Tan Qiang.

However, Tan Qian dodged it with just a light move.

"Yes, although the attack range of Crescent Slash is small, the timing of your strike is very good." Tan Qiang praised and slashed with great force.

Wang Qiye could only retract his knife in time to block and parry this fierce attack.

"when--"

The two men's weapons collided, and Wang Qiye was knocked back and forth, and only stopped after three breaths.

Before he could prepare his moves, Tan Qian rushed over and used the momentum to slash down diagonally with his sword.

Wang Qiye knew that he was no match for the enemy now, so he rolled over to avoid the enemy. When Qing Cang's back was facing him, he stabbed him.

"Ding."

Tan Qian didn't even look at it. The knife seemed to have eyes and used its blade to block Qing Cang's knife tip.

Wang Qiye smiled bitterly and no longer held out hope. Once the sword intent was activated, there was no blind spot in his perception of the surroundings. Even if he closed his eyes at this moment, he could still "see" clearly. It was basically wishful thinking to win by sneak attack.

But Wang Qiye would not give up just like that. Qing Cang retracted his sword a little, and when he stabbed again, the six sword shadows stabbed different vital points.

It seemed as if Tan Qian had known it for a long time. When he turned around, a tornado blade was formed. Wang Qiye's sword shadow hit it and suddenly shattered.

Wang Qiye retreated quickly, and the tornado blade chased him all the way. Wang Qiye grinned, stood still, and did not retreat a single step. The overflowing spiritual power on Qingcang gave him confidence.

"Half Moon Slash"

Qing Cang slashed at the tornado blade with his sword, and the surrounding atmosphere became chaotic, even the four people who were practicing on the edge were affected. Zhu Dachang, Meng Yulang, Gao Youmo, and Pei Gaoyan all stopped and looked at the two people fighting.

"Hah, it turned out to be a contest of sword intent."

Pei Gaoyan, the little old man, stroked his goatee and had a sharp look in his eyes.

"The young generation nowadays is incredible."

Meng Yulang praised, crossed his arms and looked admiring.

“Wang Qiye has comprehended the sword intent? Impossible. The sect must have asked someone from the Transmission Building to instill it in him.” Zhu Dachang had an incredible expression on his face and still couldn’t believe it.

"So this is the meaning of the sword."

Gao Youmo's eyes flickered, and he felt familiar with the power in Wang Qiye's body at the moment. Yes, he seemed to have felt it on Wolf Corpse Mountain that day, but it was not as obvious as it is today.

The two people in the battle group were pushed out of the battle group by the huge impact force. The overflowing energy flew everywhere, leaving several deep marks on the floor.

Tan Qian retreated three steps, and Wang Qiye retreated five steps in a row before they used Qingcang to stop them.

"Come again!"

After shouting, Wang Qiye raised his knife and rushed forward again, and the two of them stood together again.

After just over ten moves, Wang Qiye was suppressed by the opponent and was forced to retreat step by step. He tried his best to resist, but the opponent's sword intent was like a surging torrent, constantly attacking his defense line. Facing this powerful offensive, Wang Qiye felt a sense of powerlessness.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would be defeated sooner or later. So Wang Qiye made a decision - he simply gave up attacking and put all his energy into defense. He held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, squatted slightly, and put on a posture of going all out.

However, despite Wang Qiye's best efforts to defend, the opponent's sword intent was still like an unshakable mountain, constantly exerting pressure on her. Each sword carried endless power, making it difficult for him to breathe. Wang Qiye could only grit his teeth and persist, silently praying in his heart that he could survive this wave of fierce attacks.

Facing this opponent who was both his teacher and friend, Wang Qiye felt secretly bitter in his heart. All his moves were taught by Tan Quan. After practicing for so long, Tan Quan knew all his moves. He was interrupted by Tan Quan before he could even perform any moves, and had to use Qingcang to block.

How could he fight this opponent who knew him inside out? Wang Qiye was unwilling to be suppressed by him, and Qingcang finally gathered enough strength and swept out with a knife.

"Half Moon Slash"

A gorgeous blade faced the oppressive mountain.

"No matter how powerful your martial arts is, you will never have an easy time facing this powerful and close group attack!" Wang Qiye's eyes lit up. Attacks like the Crescent Slash were too easy for him to dodge. Although attacks like the Half Moon Slash consumed too much spiritual power, he had to do it as a last resort.

"Well done!"

Tan Qian's attack was weakened and he retreated a few steps. The light on the magic weapon became brighter and brighter.

With every step he took back, the light became heavier. When he stopped, he pointed his knife at the oncoming sword energy.

The huge crescent sword energy made a slight sound when it encountered the tiny tip of the knife, and was cut into two halves and shot away.

Wang Qiye was completely dumbfounded. He didn't expect that his most proud attack would be broken so easily by him. How could he continue fighting?

"You are becoming more and more proficient in your Half Moon Slash."

Tan Qiang praised.

Wang Qiye's old face turned red, and he didn't know whether he was praising himself or mocking himself.

"Come again."

Tan Qian stretched out his arm towards him and hooked his hand.

"Humph."

Wang Qiye snorted coldly. One could lose as a person, but not in terms of momentum. It was impossible for him to drop the knife and admit defeat.

Wang Qiye raised his knife and rushed forward again, fighting with Tan Qiang.

This time, Wang Qiye was no longer limited to moves, but how to use less force to create greater damage. Sometimes he would rather be slashed three times by Tan Qian than to cut a wound on him. Just like that day on the desperate wolf corpse mountain, Wang Qiye found that state again, killing a black wind wolf with one knife, and immersed in it.

The two of them fought like this, and although they were all small moves, they were actually more dangerous than the big and fierce moves just now.

After dozens of moves, the two were evenly matched, but Wang Qiye had more wounds on his body. His clothes were tattered and looked worse than a beggar's. With his bald head, naked body, and blood-stained body, he looked miserable. But he was full of energy and spirit, as if he didn't care about the red on his body and entered a state of ecstasy.

Tan Chuan finally got serious at this moment. He also had more than a dozen scratches on his body, but none of them were deep. Compared with Wang Qiye, they were nothing. However, it was rare for Wang Qiye to fight with a veteran like him who had been immersed in the sword for so long. Of course, this was partly due to his intention to teach him chess, but also inseparable from the hard work of the young man.

The wounds were exchanged again. Although he was slashed four times, this time, his knife cut the deepest. Wang Qiye smiled proudly. The Green Bamboo Magic Art was running, and the knife wounds on his body slowly healed, but the dense wounds did not decrease. It can be seen how fierce the fight between the two was.

Pei Gaoyan, Meng Yulang, Zhu Dachang, and Gao Youmo were all very excited when they saw this. They thought that the boy had reached his limit before, and that he could still grow if he didn't find it. They really didn't know how the boy cultivated. After going to the demon land, he seemed to have been possessed by someone else and became a different person.

"Snapped."

Tan Qian dodged, and Wang Qiye's knife could not be retracted, so it hit the ground. He fell to the ground and did not get up again.

"Wang Qiye?"

Gao Youmo exclaimed in surprise.

"No problem. He has consumed too much energy. He will wake up after a short rest."

Tan Qian looked at the young man lying on the ground with a complicated expression. He was afraid that in a few years, the two would be evenly matched.

"The state of selflessness. He has just comprehended the sword intent and has not yet stabilized it, but he has reached this state. His talent in swordsmanship is a little too terrifying."